By all accounts, they had a blast. They used their lego men instead of my minis, but apart from that Jim ensured that the rules were strictly adhered to.
When Jim and I played in order to teach him the rules, we barely rolled any dinosaurs for our hunt. Now, though, his son and Jim rolled up a storm of dinosaurs.
They played twice and were eaten in the first game, but the second game as a shooter's paradise and CB really enjoyed it.
In this age of video games, showing a young player the possiblities of miniature gaming (and hopefully later on, tabletop gaming) can be a satisfying endeavour in itself. I think Jim did a great job and hope C.B caught the bug, like his father before him 30 years ago.
|CB eaten in the first game|
|Jim's head made a tasty meal in the first game.|
|C/B bagged himself a Bronto!|
|T-Rex taking off Jim's character's head|
|A posse of Raptors meet some herbivore dinner|