Many many years ago the Elders of the Clan heard whisper of a Treasure which was so valuable it was without price. In 1999 a crack commando unit of GSF members were dispatched to the Middle East. Equipped with nothing more than Wellington Boots, a tangerine and a clean pair of pants they began following the closely guarded trail.

They faced great dangers along the way, in fact so traumatic was the expedition that Limpet and Pathfinder saw their hair turn ginger almost overnight. Fortunately with the support of the brotherhood and a rigid diet of charcoal and spam they quickly recovered their flaxen locks. However they have never forgotten the nights huddled together for warmth under the cold moon of the lonely desert nights with nothing but the rubber of Limpet's favourtite HB pencil and the spent battery from Pathfinder's GPS for sustenance.

After 4 months they reached the hallowed grounds of the Tampacks Mountains..............................................

The original written form of the Rules were discovered carved in to the rock of a remote cave, the location of which is known only to every woman in the world and the members of the GSF. They have been kept secret for generations and have been handed down from mother to daughter.
 

THE Rules