tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54490691877732190712024-03-14T10:44:25.179-07:00The Tower of Crows and RobinsA blog about Fantasy, miniatures and wargamesWild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.comBlogger158125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-6240264399140049132021-12-06T02:39:00.006-08:002021-12-06T02:39:58.010-08:00D&D with an 8-years old<p> Following the earlier post on <a href="https://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2020/04/heroquest-with-6-years-old-part-1.html">HeroQuest</a>, here I report my first real game of D&D with my son, now eight. It was massive fun.</p><p>The rules are the classic, 1st edition D&D, those from the Red Box.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp64h2GV0TtDJVQiBdC2WzQhQfkfGR2Ccv71ZTvVqM6QD7xzo2azAYBtWAstBvz9RYFHhMrOa21BBUyKtNA36dcidTPUMpZQRa8Aw-UrBkWPHXbAGfq5m3S5WuOPZFyB3I09jOnIkeQQrb/s500/Red+box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp64h2GV0TtDJVQiBdC2WzQhQfkfGR2Ccv71ZTvVqM6QD7xzo2azAYBtWAstBvz9RYFHhMrOa21BBUyKtNA36dcidTPUMpZQRa8Aw-UrBkWPHXbAGfq5m3S5WuOPZFyB3I09jOnIkeQQrb/s320/Red+box.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">The first causal game, just to explain how the system works, was a bit hit and miss. My son generated a Fighter which the named "The Viking". Armed with an axe and a shield, the Viking single-handedly assaulted a dungeon butchering the goblin guard, which was fun.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6o3qaYFCQuhppnxIjVWkLoSo0mlLxZsa37u8wehisDiW3Ex5EuczrFWm16cnjB92uBIUIv2WfNJmCrQeeXpwhJmiQrBirvplACpLYCeGzU9hI3geYM7KjEYVG1VcWlercMzGIA8fnH2w/s278/Launcelot.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="230" data-original-width="278" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6o3qaYFCQuhppnxIjVWkLoSo0mlLxZsa37u8wehisDiW3Ex5EuczrFWm16cnjB92uBIUIv2WfNJmCrQeeXpwhJmiQrBirvplACpLYCeGzU9hI3geYM7KjEYVG1VcWlercMzGIA8fnH2w/s0/Launcelot.gif" width="278" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">Scared by the commotion, the other goblins started barricading the only access door, but the Viking started happily axing the entrance, bent to bloodshed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVaVXHuHpxNRAW5B-JDJsPf27uGhrBU31k28JLKRVRT-xMYSLyuNxmYfypk8DAy3Im3p5GNE5eEA-_uXbVURGtgcB1IuVZ8i71avZOrfJHAs99naJU-gKlLk46M2Pe_HctnKbHNcmCvyNP/s498/the-shining-axe.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="278" data-original-width="498" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVaVXHuHpxNRAW5B-JDJsPf27uGhrBU31k28JLKRVRT-xMYSLyuNxmYfypk8DAy3Im3p5GNE5eEA-_uXbVURGtgcB1IuVZ8i71avZOrfJHAs99naJU-gKlLk46M2Pe_HctnKbHNcmCvyNP/s320/the-shining-axe.gif" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">As terrified as the goblins were, they had enough presence to shoot him with their bows through the gaps of the door, and wounding him, then they ran to call their boss, an orc.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Viking paid no heed to his wounds: he charged through the door at the orc but, lamentably, missed him and was dispatched with a single blow. Thus endeth the story of the murderous Viking. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIerH_RalHSCd584qVU_k8TzyOnx2ZGb9Jfxu3OEQ8seQiwRg2Z1b814pYlduKd0s6FS8uRpvHIiU8TDDcRWJPTZJ9CCciu2KgPNvDOLawRgFhNrDLPk3Pn2sEhcM4QR-gRPDI5YeHeu0l/s476/liz_danforth_-_half-orc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="476" data-original-width="402" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIerH_RalHSCd584qVU_k8TzyOnx2ZGb9Jfxu3OEQ8seQiwRg2Z1b814pYlduKd0s6FS8uRpvHIiU8TDDcRWJPTZJ9CCciu2KgPNvDOLawRgFhNrDLPk3Pn2sEhcM4QR-gRPDI5YeHeu0l/s320/liz_danforth_-_half-orc.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">That wasn't fun, but it taught my son the value of assessing the power of an enemy and never underestimating a wound.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">For the second game, I forced him to reroll a new character, which he named the Avenging Viking. He was, of course, the Viking's son.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The rolls were abysmal, since this Fighter has Str 8, Con 10, Int 7 and Wis 6. On the plus, he was nimble (Dex 13) and had decent outlooks (Chr 12).</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Avenging Viking (AV) was smarter than his late father. He killed the goblin guard but, being armed with a sword, had no means of bashing the barricaded door open, so the first day he left the goblins alone.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEwOTe2XjSRJhTGKSVoI5Skqd-f6BBPNoWuM80zoop9AXbREWyJEeWGa3H5J4hnU2GN0BECr_OygtcymF0xnVTAR6FuvVfC1lC2bpiU8NCNIuv2a2K7Dz1_kl3PypUB2Ln-t8BmiwC3bC9/s288/Monster_manual_1_-_Goblin_-_p47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="288" data-original-width="250" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEwOTe2XjSRJhTGKSVoI5Skqd-f6BBPNoWuM80zoop9AXbREWyJEeWGa3H5J4hnU2GN0BECr_OygtcymF0xnVTAR6FuvVfC1lC2bpiU8NCNIuv2a2K7Dz1_kl3PypUB2Ln-t8BmiwC3bC9/s0/Monster_manual_1_-_Goblin_-_p47.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;">On the second day, the AV returned but failed to catch the goblin guard by surprise. He killed it but found the main door barricaded again.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">On the third day again the AV assauled the dungeon: this time the goblin guard sounded the alarm and all the denizens of the dungeon ran out to face their besieger. The AV ran away, and the monsters decided not to pursue him since they had no love for the light of day. Realizing he lacked a ranged weapon, the AV returned to the village and sold the dead goblins' gear and his remaining money to buy a short bow and ten arrows.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq_0AC0W1uHdswB_hBjaxUmcmvcqe7hmMpyz4fuvR2oiua_bbEntbUyk83wXQO980m_dNk8mECQ12gQPQ4bM_vxxjh5gh9cVyZQz71IL6ErO9vkwKXgWuDPa77Lrvz4_BUL8apfCCSW-ae/s376/Goblin-archer-for-web+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="331" data-original-width="376" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq_0AC0W1uHdswB_hBjaxUmcmvcqe7hmMpyz4fuvR2oiua_bbEntbUyk83wXQO980m_dNk8mECQ12gQPQ4bM_vxxjh5gh9cVyZQz71IL6ErO9vkwKXgWuDPa77Lrvz4_BUL8apfCCSW-ae/s320/Goblin-archer-for-web+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: justify;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">On the fourth day the AV was unable to sneak on the goblin guard, and as the alarm sounded and all the monsters rushed off, the AV and them exchanged rounds of shooting, wounded each other lightly, but eventually came to a standoff. The AV left and, upon returning to the village, found he had become a the subject of local interest, with local elders offering unwanted advice and generally making good-humoured fun of his numerous attempts at killing the monsters. One of them suggested that the dungeon might have a backdoor, easier to attack.</div><p style="text-align: justify;">On the fifth day, the AV looked for a backdoor but only found the den of a wormlike monster, which he managed to wound but not to kill. Then he assaulted again the main entrance, alarmed the monsters, ran away, exchanged volleys of arrows with them until they decided to pursue him. Luckily for him, the AV managed to distance them. That night, at the village, he learned that the creature he had found was a Carrion Crawler, a dangerous monster better left alone because he could paralyze victims with his tentacles.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOczsEnXwB-S9pptigyyS1qJSV81X9CtO0JJinrAVXyJ8EnWbepVcXG3KAh7-h-dJurGXv_lWcpg_IgWQd2H1UCV4JDU5JnDISR840gqO9Wybc1_fpaqWWPk7eAJNU-mH0-s70Srrya0sb/s565/vermeiena.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOczsEnXwB-S9pptigyyS1qJSV81X9CtO0JJinrAVXyJ8EnWbepVcXG3KAh7-h-dJurGXv_lWcpg_IgWQd2H1UCV4JDU5JnDISR840gqO9Wybc1_fpaqWWPk7eAJNU-mH0-s70Srrya0sb/s320/vermeiena.jpg" width="227" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;">On the sixth day, the AV manufactured himself a spear, which he used to attack the Carrion Crawler while keeping out of reach. The worm retreated into its hole, but the AV wisely decided not to crawl into it and follow suit. Again he disturbed the monsters, was chased, and eventually returned home with a couple of arrows sticking off his back. That night, the elders suggested that it was dangerous to go alone, and the AV should look for an adventuring companion at the tavern. This is where the AV met Banedon the Cleric, who wanted to fight evil monsters in the name of the Gods.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGBjHdcrHahiM42xLnSd52e62t_75aLbsOsPeJ6uHSOLFMjfXAx0YjbB7qBPd0b_-ft2kao2B_Y6kuh59cNCgzqE1o6QrKVQ9mqRNXXJeSJ8rkKvM1W9dxvlTAogRPM4FG3QIa2Kipcy-A/s1468/cleric-character-cleric-dnd.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1468" data-original-width="820" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGBjHdcrHahiM42xLnSd52e62t_75aLbsOsPeJ6uHSOLFMjfXAx0YjbB7qBPd0b_-ft2kao2B_Y6kuh59cNCgzqE1o6QrKVQ9mqRNXXJeSJ8rkKvM1W9dxvlTAogRPM4FG3QIa2Kipcy-A/s320/cleric-character-cleric-dnd.png" width="179" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;">On the sixth day, the AV and Banedon approached the dungeon and were able to sneak on the goblin guard. Then they set up an ambush: while Banedon distracted the monsters, the AV would hide and attack their rear. Everything seemed to go well, when the AV fell on the orc and plunged his sword into its black heart, avenging the death of his father. But then the remaining two goblins decided to fight like cornered beasts: one killed Banedon and the other wounded badly the AV. Just before the killing blow that would have ended the Fighter's life, Banedon's warhammer shone of a divine light, distracting the goblins and allowing the AV to escape (yes, GM intervention, that's ok I guess, the player needs encouragement). The AV made his way back to the village, grieving his friend's death at the hands of the goblins.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This time the AV took a few days to heal from his wounds. Again, he looked at the tavern for a companion but only found a magician girl named Ghiscar, who was very keen to join him. At first the AV would not hear her pleas - he didn't like girl adventurers, thank you - but at last he was convinced by the lack of other options.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDfbfMvQTcOqtnABST5Dr6kfwvdGbrc-sS9Z_BG_wDnHhUp8aT0E82eVDhRM-ocRK6cT1RHIg5w62yz73VJo7mb2ye8dMhFkkRqyWgbKDkeM-g19amtSXeNiiqFLpvVcpDdPZ7hgd2Kc_P/s602/Easley+Magician.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="602" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDfbfMvQTcOqtnABST5Dr6kfwvdGbrc-sS9Z_BG_wDnHhUp8aT0E82eVDhRM-ocRK6cT1RHIg5w62yz73VJo7mb2ye8dMhFkkRqyWgbKDkeM-g19amtSXeNiiqFLpvVcpDdPZ7hgd2Kc_P/s320/Easley+Magician.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">Three days later, the AV and Ghiscar made their way to the dungeon and found it abandoned: the surviving goblins had left, taking with them all the food and valuables they could. Exploring the ruins, the two adventurers avoided a pit trap and found a secret door that the orc might have known, but the goblins didn't. In a secret room they found a chest which they pried open: it contained, among other treasures, the axe of the Viking and a red sword. Overjoyed, the AV felt closure for his quest for vengeance. The heavy chest leaned on a door, also locked, as if the orc had tried to block it. The AV insisted on opening it but Ghiscar would not hear any of it (she was a lot more sensible than the AV and Banedon, it turns out).</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwB1w2xrD1K3e7pmZzT5IM4izjl6o536sqqBY4vHwlM_649dUG0kOhURT_i3vM6msSKDGa1svxkp6vOdSVwO_Zrvst4yS6MM5Ed4JdzCLbXC5PXY7gdse-zze7J44mOJQDO3phCZxhghH6/s1000/Treasure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="417" data-original-width="1000" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwB1w2xrD1K3e7pmZzT5IM4izjl6o536sqqBY4vHwlM_649dUG0kOhURT_i3vM6msSKDGa1svxkp6vOdSVwO_Zrvst4yS6MM5Ed4JdzCLbXC5PXY7gdse-zze7J44mOJQDO3phCZxhghH6/s320/Treasure.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">Instead they explored the rest of the dungeon. In the main room they found human bones, which could have belonged to Banedon: they gave them a burial. In a side corridor, they discovered an entrance that led to the den of the Carrion Crawler, which they attacked from behind. Among bones and dirt they found many valuable gems, and returned to the village significantly richer than before. But most of all, the AV had avenged his father, retrieved his axe and a red sword which looked very much magical...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJYKIZuw1DOXeeY3FLPx6wrfKIAaQRFWvYyXLaIQ0FvytmIrUD_NCJg6BRbu-1W21YgrCQIj8kmIga3wQJeNzyTtJnih6PHK9dQlO2shIUZ5i5RqDOZ6z86yMDV8ZUH_txYpw1UHKJuCe/s800/Red-dragon-sword.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJYKIZuw1DOXeeY3FLPx6wrfKIAaQRFWvYyXLaIQ0FvytmIrUD_NCJg6BRbu-1W21YgrCQIj8kmIga3wQJeNzyTtJnih6PHK9dQlO2shIUZ5i5RqDOZ6z86yMDV8ZUH_txYpw1UHKJuCe/s320/Red-dragon-sword.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">My son had massive fun, but I also admit that I had a good time. Red Box's rules are easy and fast paced enough to allow narrative gaming with minimum effort on number crunching. Next time, the AV is going back to open the sealed door... what will he find behind it? Since I have no idea yet, suggestions to the GM are welcome!</div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-72254515340766249852021-11-09T13:51:00.003-08:002021-11-09T13:54:31.211-08:00Gandalf casting spell - Mithril M289 (1993)<div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQPM5lQFLMe1M77ItqNzW0N8KE9xLMYfMvvmwfCxtQ_Z4YzLLQj5axnojdrvzTJNlPToiOp_1mA-fkva5g4QVOgQVf0Cki5XOtskX3cI6RcYbWAOhkslUdEfzzyyclC34b0h9ZvlFhk-7v/s666/2021-02-20+001.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="666" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQPM5lQFLMe1M77ItqNzW0N8KE9xLMYfMvvmwfCxtQ_Z4YzLLQj5axnojdrvzTJNlPToiOp_1mA-fkva5g4QVOgQVf0Cki5XOtskX3cI6RcYbWAOhkslUdEfzzyyclC34b0h9ZvlFhk-7v/s320/2021-02-20+001.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">There's not much to say about this miniature. It's simply great. Great, great, great. Plus, it's Gandalf, one of the coolest characters in fiction.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbdel4-GH2hdxigANXHti0AKxYG-1X97poyOR3-yGvqDDK6Xqp1Q9NipaGdMT33fGVQJMyCjXm3odWZEAza9u262cL0bOxXLPaHBt99RM7VcpGbi2AGb8s6T8ZwsynfKCmb5mqsHGGsHF/s762/2021-02-20+005.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="762" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbdel4-GH2hdxigANXHti0AKxYG-1X97poyOR3-yGvqDDK6Xqp1Q9NipaGdMT33fGVQJMyCjXm3odWZEAza9u262cL0bOxXLPaHBt99RM7VcpGbi2AGb8s6T8ZwsynfKCmb5mqsHGGsHF/s320/2021-02-20+005.jpeg" width="210" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz6bc3OkNgZvZCDKrUpzk1zVXUcDbtPxdwxmIun5XC69hPV1nvmoGmH3ePlZR-_mi0sLnwIbMqUNHNp7oRYokGSfEH_aPl1oxt7vzaN1QUyticu6iYbqInLrnw9lPXWwZ8TDSXvCqymW7F/s676/2021-02-20+004.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="676" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz6bc3OkNgZvZCDKrUpzk1zVXUcDbtPxdwxmIun5XC69hPV1nvmoGmH3ePlZR-_mi0sLnwIbMqUNHNp7oRYokGSfEH_aPl1oxt7vzaN1QUyticu6iYbqInLrnw9lPXWwZ8TDSXvCqymW7F/s320/2021-02-20+004.jpeg" width="237" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This is the second Gandalf miniature I paint, at least from Mithril. The first one is lost in the mists of time. See for yourself, if you think my skills have improved:</div><p></p><p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghW47paajuT9_tJT8odj8E4zl637kfbUTOmNRpQLTZn55FrhvXfR4SCjm8XBAKbM4PBTCEAHaKcMSP-kp-ispgkgEIchQdvvQ0PcX85bhUsfO2uc2Em3JoiVYFBelsRfCxMDk38ivyJ7rb/s500/2021-02-20+007.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="492" data-original-width="500" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghW47paajuT9_tJT8odj8E4zl637kfbUTOmNRpQLTZn55FrhvXfR4SCjm8XBAKbM4PBTCEAHaKcMSP-kp-ispgkgEIchQdvvQ0PcX85bhUsfO2uc2Em3JoiVYFBelsRfCxMDk38ivyJ7rb/s320/2021-02-20+007.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2021 vs 1997-ish<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>I am actually pretty happy with this one. Definitely one of my ten best so far. I am learning to play with that grey.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjicyWPJko0Bq29gjET1ya_-yDN8N1qSmObARIi_u7J17xaePPE4JhSVlV0WuaI_STN-bYSDijHlJRnG7tiO94QwVl8eKwzSW6pohg6QUErRTLjn0ituJevho0RcEHCGERcOIWjn8F8HY/s667/2021-01-30+002.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipjicyWPJko0Bq29gjET1ya_-yDN8N1qSmObARIi_u7J17xaePPE4JhSVlV0WuaI_STN-bYSDijHlJRnG7tiO94QwVl8eKwzSW6pohg6QUErRTLjn0ituJevho0RcEHCGERcOIWjn8F8HY/s320/2021-01-30+002.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-86625531340140574052021-06-26T08:06:00.002-07:002021-06-26T08:06:34.718-07:00Slann Renegade with looted weapons (1984)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBzvY5RXD9gmqAA_eXfx2IRj8JBJBmaW0onHRU2maB0vbLxi1G7csK2ApSNtcOWOdVRlVr_3Tsq4cXHkvlIINsobS4-aIiN7NGVsve_vQNa0akQbdIr4AB3lf_MO2sRKSKgsKMdail-NDm/s669/2021-02-20+003.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="669" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBzvY5RXD9gmqAA_eXfx2IRj8JBJBmaW0onHRU2maB0vbLxi1G7csK2ApSNtcOWOdVRlVr_3Tsq4cXHkvlIINsobS4-aIiN7NGVsve_vQNa0akQbdIr4AB3lf_MO2sRKSKgsKMdail-NDm/s320/2021-02-20+003.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">This mini comes from the Magnificent Sven scenario, published in 1984, and it is classified as "Slann warrior". The sculpt is from the Perry Twins. What I love about this Slann are the details that make it special: the crest over the head, making it look special and "punk"; the interesting mix of traditional Slann and metal weapons, which gives it the look of a deserter with looted equipment. The slightly crouched, defensive position, as if about to ambush an enemy.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizFATl4yCA2S-JDgpisGmusUAXK_OKBaiYghyphenhyphenXGK1sbyf00OIyodICfnXePdmfJAsV1fAiNZXtNWOJFV5TUOabkahx7WdsuDYT2noqGHNuivPYm44V4eUnIABwBw0j97zuTJC4qp3qtvoL/s686/2021-02-20+001.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="686" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizFATl4yCA2S-JDgpisGmusUAXK_OKBaiYghyphenhyphenXGK1sbyf00OIyodICfnXePdmfJAsV1fAiNZXtNWOJFV5TUOabkahx7WdsuDYT2noqGHNuivPYm44V4eUnIABwBw0j97zuTJC4qp3qtvoL/s320/2021-02-20+001.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Besides Imperial Slann and Savage Slann, an interesting and often overlooked faction of Lustria are the Renegade Slann. Those born within the Empire who, for practical or ideological reasons, forsake it and live as outlaws. They may be deserters from the Imperial Army, religious or political dissidents, escaped criminals. Sometimes simply followers of the Forbidden Gods.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhTZZCXijs_dQllnOqxUr9nYgc0maqPtHsos3EIWRv3DSQ7HQoI39UqQfB9BqIk4on52TLLIAzf0R-5uY7ULma-T1ZXS2so3mBxLL3dY7_zUdr1dVIlNM5V_jmbtqdHEoyPJdS0UGSuJS_/s687/2021-02-20+004.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="687" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhTZZCXijs_dQllnOqxUr9nYgc0maqPtHsos3EIWRv3DSQ7HQoI39UqQfB9BqIk4on52TLLIAzf0R-5uY7ULma-T1ZXS2so3mBxLL3dY7_zUdr1dVIlNM5V_jmbtqdHEoyPJdS0UGSuJS_/s320/2021-02-20+004.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">They survive on the outskirts of the Slann Empire as bandits, smugglers or mercenaries. They are generally nomadic, always on the run from their foes, but sometimes they may form permanent communities. Unlike Imperial Slann, they have no qualms about adopting foreign customs - they are fond of iron and steel weaponry and they are ready to learn the lore of the <i>ghanazil</i> (non-Lustrians) - if those serve their purpose.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dIlzl9NJ-_NMhBz4HBSUCP90QnK4IcEUJUtLghNKjpEXRL9aYMtwEiK7iRQ1Xt2Iq9gEooroQGjkVbGHdbyVvm2R5aAAKkLIPnwWh0fJUM_avi7tNkWE1s39ir8FvFTyoHJ5beVY8d9d/s719/2021-02-20+005.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dIlzl9NJ-_NMhBz4HBSUCP90QnK4IcEUJUtLghNKjpEXRL9aYMtwEiK7iRQ1Xt2Iq9gEooroQGjkVbGHdbyVvm2R5aAAKkLIPnwWh0fJUM_avi7tNkWE1s39ir8FvFTyoHJ5beVY8d9d/s320/2021-02-20+005.jpeg" /></a></div> <br /><p></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-9868218097683484222021-06-02T14:09:00.004-07:002021-06-02T14:09:53.364-07:00Sea Elf Bolt-thrower - converted from a Dark Elf one (1991)<p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl7Safr_ZVNkEkDVX_fNMXD0JWfUUXH9NsQAoY4WsIKr8Uymq42cpQo2QJVcKgsXl1HM0q559duLIZzvX6877pGsIF6KHBChWUFzoMUKwt62-XbE-lM-4p4TYJf1C3G0VKHCF9H1f-bmu2/s721/2021-05-23+001+Sea+Elf+Bolt-thrower.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="721" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl7Safr_ZVNkEkDVX_fNMXD0JWfUUXH9NsQAoY4WsIKr8Uymq42cpQo2QJVcKgsXl1HM0q559duLIZzvX6877pGsIF6KHBChWUFzoMUKwt62-XbE-lM-4p4TYJf1C3G0VKHCF9H1f-bmu2/s320/2021-05-23+001+Sea+Elf+Bolt-thrower.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;">I've been looking hard to find a Sea Elf (slash High Elf) Bolt-thrower from WFB 3rd editions, and I was lucky. More than lucky, in fact, as fellow <br />Oldhammer Elf fan Tim Welch was so gallant to let me have some bits in need of love - a Dark Elf Bolt-thrower missing its original wheels and its crew. They had earlier been painted up but probably disassembled at some point. I stripped them and set myself to sculpt some new wheels with copper wire and greenstuff, which turned out okay-ish. Well, here they are.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK49g1bcEj2GvorfQherDkx7r1FclscwH0EeHKE2Mf-RtPGvM_IHUS4hMAKlG65fFayXbDgR7F-HLd5HOAOvyJvTYNyBIlPMeoePqD2z06VFZbS4k_RL_P5etBbKqyu4JHhFZ2P0vy3LaM/s524/2021-05-23+005+Sea+Elf+Bolt-thrower.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="524" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK49g1bcEj2GvorfQherDkx7r1FclscwH0EeHKE2Mf-RtPGvM_IHUS4hMAKlG65fFayXbDgR7F-HLd5HOAOvyJvTYNyBIlPMeoePqD2z06VFZbS4k_RL_P5etBbKqyu4JHhFZ2P0vy3LaM/s320/2021-05-23+005+Sea+Elf+Bolt-thrower.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">They don't look too abysmal, I hope, as members of the Lustrian Sea Elf clan of the Silverpearl, inhabiting the Elf island off the coast of the Imperial Slann city of Osshual. Known for their craftiness in trade and diplomacy, the Silverpearls have a long history in Lustria, which they credit to their habit of not entering melee. They let other, smaller, younger and less important clans join the fray for them. The Silverpearls man the bolt-throwers.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwjJKNq4hvkTqm_izXVUg0UJLvz6Bx1ukxAJKQNGSGmeBrn5wWb7ySc7TDjZysEDNz3o2T2o-E6ygv27_GfZbhEQ_yQzJ77kYmkTvkpEQJ6zom8xEzE3Gwt1AxA9EBs7P_XXJgAQP8Cuhv/s511/2021-05-23+002+Sea+Elf+Bolt-thrower.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="511" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwjJKNq4hvkTqm_izXVUg0UJLvz6Bx1ukxAJKQNGSGmeBrn5wWb7ySc7TDjZysEDNz3o2T2o-E6ygv27_GfZbhEQ_yQzJ77kYmkTvkpEQJ6zom8xEzE3Gwt1AxA9EBs7P_XXJgAQP8Cuhv/s320/2021-05-23+002+Sea+Elf+Bolt-thrower.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">The original crew sculpts looks like a proper militia, none of them having similar armour or equipment. I painted them accordingly, tying them together by the use of similar colours: a garish cyan, off-white and black. They all have a similar, pale shell on the base.<br /></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-2887483733925049802021-04-13T03:33:00.005-07:002021-04-13T03:36:16.043-07:00Skaven Clanrats from Warhammer Island of Blood Box (2010)<p style="text-align: justify;"> I'll keep it extra-short this time. I've been having fun painting a bunch of Skaven pawns. Originally they're from WFB 8th edition box Island of Blood (dated 2010), the one with the High Elves too, but these are great for any game from WFRP to HeroQuest. 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxOmgtpVOSlpRqlEt534QDI7bsh0mfiLx2QXSn-E-ydUsm7ZGFuh6hzM9LsWgmDmNaiveLN8ZsirvStjmcMSdZeBzeqcwncqLK75mi36uDwIQZpiz7J-vfECTxPMxygNTRse1X4adkxqd/s2048/2020-06-10+015+Skaven.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxOmgtpVOSlpRqlEt534QDI7bsh0mfiLx2QXSn-E-ydUsm7ZGFuh6hzM9LsWgmDmNaiveLN8ZsirvStjmcMSdZeBzeqcwncqLK75mi36uDwIQZpiz7J-vfECTxPMxygNTRse1X4adkxqd/s320/2020-06-10+015+Skaven.JPG" /></a></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-14382177848782192022021-04-13T03:21:00.003-07:002021-04-13T03:21:33.846-07:00Mithril Mordor Orcs - M151, M310<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUBMZ2ezY4-LuOtVxV0cO9WBjYae6ob1juDNjKOf08jNHk7sYMy7u3KNobswVnQEHhF1ypz9QGKEeN2APUoj6kDvjwCCFMQUkckdeBQ4j-FE2ae41PkaVxmK7PcVJBbj1U8HAoyq07ICTH/s1000/2021-04-05+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUBMZ2ezY4-LuOtVxV0cO9WBjYae6ob1juDNjKOf08jNHk7sYMy7u3KNobswVnQEHhF1ypz9QGKEeN2APUoj6kDvjwCCFMQUkckdeBQ4j-FE2ae41PkaVxmK7PcVJBbj1U8HAoyq07ICTH/s320/2021-04-05+001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I have been quite hyped with Middle-earth lately, possibly as a consequence of the new TOR RPG Kickstarter, and I decided to dig up some baddies from the Mithril leadpile. So here we are with these Mordor Orcs: M151 from 1990 ("Mordor Orcs") and M310 from 1993 ("Mordor Orc Standard Bearer").</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBiaI1KqXckI8NuQW-YSqaDrmqjaBfp2a156O4Oz3Q7SqERDL1NvEwOF9YD3-iKA08GpVTtl4L_IaCaY5SaPIbYns8t-uy1hqoLakgNJf35ltyUUmKNiDyrazohP9fqbucr2V4daUYpfM/s618/2021-04-05+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="618" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBiaI1KqXckI8NuQW-YSqaDrmqjaBfp2a156O4Oz3Q7SqERDL1NvEwOF9YD3-iKA08GpVTtl4L_IaCaY5SaPIbYns8t-uy1hqoLakgNJf35ltyUUmKNiDyrazohP9fqbucr2V4daUYpfM/s320/2021-04-05+006.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoRffFCMQoSfYc1hKHw_dGujDUynU9egOknfD0oLO-NBLqCiM76Q87V496DiSvHkhPfrGr-Hd1V9avb5Xkve91H7XGOoy3u_CzJ9BgbU36TQqI42veI_ml1S_yVTFElk0xXNDWWqty4K_x/s554/2021-04-05+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="554" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoRffFCMQoSfYc1hKHw_dGujDUynU9egOknfD0oLO-NBLqCiM76Q87V496DiSvHkhPfrGr-Hd1V9avb5Xkve91H7XGOoy3u_CzJ9BgbU36TQqI42veI_ml1S_yVTFElk0xXNDWWqty4K_x/s320/2021-04-05+007.JPG" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnM1f2Qe5wj8Vpsn5C0T99u_qYfydjmPRcG71jrzBxExCckf2dry-WG85ZshcUvpitQGfTNUFuyMthQoJ-ZQQMe7IKCLAeJBZe21cCpdW5IApOBmzE_n1J4Z3Jg3zs5yH4MnThmBKlYbqo/s659/2021-04-05+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="659" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnM1f2Qe5wj8Vpsn5C0T99u_qYfydjmPRcG71jrzBxExCckf2dry-WG85ZshcUvpitQGfTNUFuyMthQoJ-ZQQMe7IKCLAeJBZe21cCpdW5IApOBmzE_n1J4Z3Jg3zs5yH4MnThmBKlYbqo/s320/2021-04-05+002.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzK_Ypc7jcqWMqjRWJEi_EX4IKxHKtgRUwBJI6H862xA5268YVapam49qT_hTAGsjy91Uwnmf8DSKZ6epsc0sTZUhlbkU_RJUhieqiG9HyQTuApq5LL3KIU8CC4gmqld5ISxL_0wBFi-PT/s622/2021-04-05+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="622" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzK_Ypc7jcqWMqjRWJEi_EX4IKxHKtgRUwBJI6H862xA5268YVapam49qT_hTAGsjy91Uwnmf8DSKZ6epsc0sTZUhlbkU_RJUhieqiG9HyQTuApq5LL3KIU8CC4gmqld5ISxL_0wBFi-PT/s320/2021-04-05+003.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVbbvuN89mFebrS6iv-eM_WkGXeFP8m26wzv5jO-EoddADqeeAKqpndU1jju-lXDY9-b9Vk0r_IOkDoV2eWOD99uQ12ikttheRHTvGc4Sm7sEktmJVdua_xCcKHr3tTgK6VdXKEqsDr6ER/s617/2021-04-05+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="617" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVbbvuN89mFebrS6iv-eM_WkGXeFP8m26wzv5jO-EoddADqeeAKqpndU1jju-lXDY9-b9Vk0r_IOkDoV2eWOD99uQ12ikttheRHTvGc4Sm7sEktmJVdua_xCcKHr3tTgK6VdXKEqsDr6ER/s320/2021-04-05+004.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHgmn8CAdoSL5iEkHgQH0m7P7Jj4nUbfi-QVwu_lRVU5lr8P9RGQZLM1Prg6ymVcPYMWTPbZUWUBryHoJoUDnyhhlBvhzIhX3X0GsGoKBGIt8XCF7D_DuZy58rnPEwZ5cNGHaWW_R37MAI/s632/2021-04-05+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="632" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHgmn8CAdoSL5iEkHgQH0m7P7Jj4nUbfi-QVwu_lRVU5lr8P9RGQZLM1Prg6ymVcPYMWTPbZUWUBryHoJoUDnyhhlBvhzIhX3X0GsGoKBGIt8XCF7D_DuZy58rnPEwZ5cNGHaWW_R37MAI/s320/2021-04-05+005.JPG" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I went for a simple paint-job: dark brown skin-tone, black and tan clothes, black leather and iron armour and weapons. I added a bit of bronze/brass here and there, and a red eye painted on the standard. Overall I am pretty pleased with the result, considering the effort - Orcs do not require too much detail after all.<br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-38717235780436968732021-04-12T14:32:00.007-07:002021-04-12T14:32:47.041-07:00Mithril M132 Bard of Esgaroth (1990)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWXy5oexHGeXDBRs-_aU6UqPp4pjV8_q2M8I-qLIU6lvBdgqwUuuSzqeV9WE-MEbllcR4VenVbKQwaQPe1TQ2Yhs1GAOrdlPOqHM97D-Mql0gYJEbeDGUsIZTf6dwKK1-jaqosnuWQLKR/s742/2020-12-19+004.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="742" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWXy5oexHGeXDBRs-_aU6UqPp4pjV8_q2M8I-qLIU6lvBdgqwUuuSzqeV9WE-MEbllcR4VenVbKQwaQPe1TQ2Yhs1GAOrdlPOqHM97D-Mql0gYJEbeDGUsIZTf6dwKK1-jaqosnuWQLKR/s320/2020-12-19+004.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Bard of Esgaroth. First sculpt of this character by Mithril, in 1990. Solid figure, in quite a theatrical pose: not really suited to be used as a playing piece, but easily associated with the topical moment of Bard's life - when he shoots the Dragon.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVTEVRHJ4wtFa_NIQt8dfo46Z80q9L31K5gcdUQzTMIdmaqS4Op9mnwNRbjvw_RHPrtTaEOeQ0DYWTFxKidXGHVxNmwdQwRwPEe0P4s5Ho0swDWjWops4c0go4TmKisC6-9NGRN5oab447/s707/2020-12-19+001.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="707" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVTEVRHJ4wtFa_NIQt8dfo46Z80q9L31K5gcdUQzTMIdmaqS4Op9mnwNRbjvw_RHPrtTaEOeQ0DYWTFxKidXGHVxNmwdQwRwPEe0P4s5Ho0swDWjWops4c0go4TmKisC6-9NGRN5oab447/s320/2020-12-19+001.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p>I always liked Bard, since my first reading of the Hobbit. There is something fresh with him, that being essentially an anti-hero, a stern man with a coarse voice, whose grim advice goes unheeded by the people until the moment of need, when he turns into a real hero, a Dragonslayer and then a true king, not only by blood but also by merit. Like Bilbo, he was underestimated by all, and possibly by the reader too, which makes his rise even more surprising.</p><p>He's been variously portrayed in graphic arts: </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8zoa325E1RgO5hLO2UXYgPyHNykUOyEvaHg7GOZCoYzkzYMHsd_QFye1TupjN5AguINejHRGN_OsO4DrlGhLPJiFX-RRDmKcW6qUM4-oHe08Z_mAp1E1hJi7VoZX1Sp3OeBM34GrNKIy/s2048/1446+-+Mikhail+Belomlinsky+-+Smaug%2527s+death.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1291" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8zoa325E1RgO5hLO2UXYgPyHNykUOyEvaHg7GOZCoYzkzYMHsd_QFye1TupjN5AguINejHRGN_OsO4DrlGhLPJiFX-RRDmKcW6qUM4-oHe08Z_mAp1E1hJi7VoZX1Sp3OeBM34GrNKIy/s320/1446+-+Mikhail+Belomlinsky+-+Smaug%2527s+death.jpeg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A perpetually angry archer by M. Belomlinsky (1976)</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv4LqmR1Ocbghdm0-3av0X_TB6cdqrjo5GyU8Fe1njtxDYPK5w9_Woyj6b8G6aE5clCRKlF6tmIMpZrM2L58kD8shBTvt5pW7LUTgsGEvpqw0NC7uFkabFNvK7-G9_QOOzMvyIwFjWiWlV/s362/Cartoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="274" data-original-width="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv4LqmR1Ocbghdm0-3av0X_TB6cdqrjo5GyU8Fe1njtxDYPK5w9_Woyj6b8G6aE5clCRKlF6tmIMpZrM2L58kD8shBTvt5pW7LUTgsGEvpqw0NC7uFkabFNvK7-G9_QOOzMvyIwFjWiWlV/s320/Cartoon.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A scruffy looking man from the animated Rankin/Bass animated movie (1977)<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh58gFrG-yh64wZ60ToLDp8PMCRCrufeFAeLr8_IOQpNBLfax2DQ02dXJIeLiPUMK-PKFKfTfStgPSq-wc7yscKXP1JbWA3LgNyXgDv0Cli1cE9j7beSbttbPfJi4OAS9PxBm0hrrS9ZoV0/s1000/Fumetto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="764" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh58gFrG-yh64wZ60ToLDp8PMCRCrufeFAeLr8_IOQpNBLfax2DQ02dXJIeLiPUMK-PKFKfTfStgPSq-wc7yscKXP1JbWA3LgNyXgDv0Cli1cE9j7beSbttbPfJi4OAS9PxBm0hrrS9ZoV0/s320/Fumetto.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A determined warrior in the Dixon graphic novel (1998)</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfk0yZ0oDva11iR9JdhtrV9es_cIWU2ToWaaRnpZ6fbwk21zA_tvXOxKSuuWy-qXdlhBTvq1nuJL3jmkt_JOGGhbuvfqKv6NCMi3KFDs6qbe-ybzbkjlDhJ0YQZ4LLbzzprbgjo9PudD8/s1000/1445b+-+DG+-+The+Thrush.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="704" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfk0yZ0oDva11iR9JdhtrV9es_cIWU2ToWaaRnpZ6fbwk21zA_tvXOxKSuuWy-qXdlhBTvq1nuJL3jmkt_JOGGhbuvfqKv6NCMi3KFDs6qbe-ybzbkjlDhJ0YQZ4LLbzzprbgjo9PudD8/s320/1445b+-+DG+-+The+Thrush.jpeg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A bewildered vagrant by Denis Gordeev (200?)</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeSteBS95PqTMupFVsl9lvrYUCQcI7BIJWEUkY2GGqUseL5K-rL_RirGvz7bbSyc35b4PUT_BLhEiBWPnDxsjbNsGoh-6u-9vzjb-wD3yELh4ZdpK2pJVUoqoHbjf2EMy7D2XOPbFc8L6/s599/Movie.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="468" data-original-width="599" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeSteBS95PqTMupFVsl9lvrYUCQcI7BIJWEUkY2GGqUseL5K-rL_RirGvz7bbSyc35b4PUT_BLhEiBWPnDxsjbNsGoh-6u-9vzjb-wD3yELh4ZdpK2pJVUoqoHbjf2EMy7D2XOPbFc8L6/s320/Movie.webp" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A handsome single father in PJ's movie trilogy (2012-2014)</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Say what you want, Belomlinsky's Bard is my absolute favourite, by far. Here's mine, a sand-blonde fellow with yellow, black and brown clothing, aiming his longbow high to shoot the Dragon.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjc0m41T41D_foA3bXx1kRaL53Jp-oCfceVraCMDNsZ8JLzOMzyhoCIaPHVjpwLGe4728n5B1K1t84Ay7bgMDbZsSvf2f9tRoVroh8yctUuVDIhwPyocPpjeFdXn4EZ0HbL_fDCw6p_kax/s735/2020-12-19+002.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="735" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjc0m41T41D_foA3bXx1kRaL53Jp-oCfceVraCMDNsZ8JLzOMzyhoCIaPHVjpwLGe4728n5B1K1t84Ay7bgMDbZsSvf2f9tRoVroh8yctUuVDIhwPyocPpjeFdXn4EZ0HbL_fDCw6p_kax/s320/2020-12-19+002.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTfhAl328_Ge1XHE5-QKmRNqW-Cg9qyD9PwW8AINKTvt4m92CRceHvyQfxo6qi6W6Rwc95r406uvb5GSQArPsZIXQOfa9_oaC6kcXXk4BixbjDwtXxZujmtRW9_ywS8qI57x1xXF5gWjTn/s729/2020-12-19+008.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="729" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTfhAl328_Ge1XHE5-QKmRNqW-Cg9qyD9PwW8AINKTvt4m92CRceHvyQfxo6qi6W6Rwc95r406uvb5GSQArPsZIXQOfa9_oaC6kcXXk4BixbjDwtXxZujmtRW9_ywS8qI57x1xXF5gWjTn/s320/2020-12-19+008.jpeg" /></a></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-80076897075055747012021-03-31T15:13:00.005-07:002021-03-31T15:17:42.268-07:00Mithril M15 Northman Scout (1988)<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwM149XF6Kp8MJtkV67_5pN3qfJJ2mfVMB215G5KF5DB5IKB4xOS-hqRHOTMcrCOaR4zew5DW63oZ6lMJHDONmU9RPbEnBurYNEY-t67W9ozE80faOOE3YeQoCftkoygarotr9RPrRARdC/s693/2021-03-23+006+Northman+scout.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="693" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwM149XF6Kp8MJtkV67_5pN3qfJJ2mfVMB215G5KF5DB5IKB4xOS-hqRHOTMcrCOaR4zew5DW63oZ6lMJHDONmU9RPbEnBurYNEY-t67W9ozE80faOOE3YeQoCftkoygarotr9RPrRARdC/s320/2021-03-23+006+Northman+scout.jpeg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is a nice miniature, even by Mithril's excellent standards. It belongs to what I consider the height of Mithril Miniatures and of Chris Tubb's sculpting skills. It was nice to paint, too - to be honest, the pictures don't do justice to the paintjob, which is better than my average.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDpRPHGa8SASF685AfO9xbu__BB8AJh7OmO1CEXu6sQLu73JZRc9u5o1oFbcciHgsH57E56akiOL_QMTjhFtyIbSNLJJcfHlYxI9VeF_z2wmHdLsIjiNzbh1iU4HFWyBvk-k0NxeeQrwDu/s612/2021-03-23+001+Northman+scout.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDpRPHGa8SASF685AfO9xbu__BB8AJh7OmO1CEXu6sQLu73JZRc9u5o1oFbcciHgsH57E56akiOL_QMTjhFtyIbSNLJJcfHlYxI9VeF_z2wmHdLsIjiNzbh1iU4HFWyBvk-k0NxeeQrwDu/s320/2021-03-23+001+Northman+scout.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLV4AnSp67dr9nb90qJkslOm2C0XCRvn-Udg3qiBQBj4VYO0cd5LzgtCrhcIrd4BJv7qLLtw4WjNzIYYZHIUPVNZrHcKmOR50sdxxHxigIkxHLTEZduwKkKH2seTFh25a6BUP5nlUx0CNl/s663/2021-03-23+002+Northman+scout.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="663" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLV4AnSp67dr9nb90qJkslOm2C0XCRvn-Udg3qiBQBj4VYO0cd5LzgtCrhcIrd4BJv7qLLtw4WjNzIYYZHIUPVNZrHcKmOR50sdxxHxigIkxHLTEZduwKkKH2seTFh25a6BUP5nlUx0CNl/s320/2021-03-23+002+Northman+scout.jpeg" /></a></div>I experimented a bit with trimming on clothes, and I think it came out nicely. For the inspiration I have to thank the many historical re-enactors that create awareness about High Middle Ages on Instagram.<br /><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjb3waY4-iqZ19O3Pg_tsaZU_ve5vQNw73dzG6uZOmiKHRkwUp0TBvQL-KFfzF4v8vs8TCUCvyAFzyL5YtfZcAUTX72vc0Ai3-96_xlIL0NwFt6AkihSb05ixICe988lE65YNR70ZXiXw1/s675/2021-03-23+003+Northman+scout.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjb3waY4-iqZ19O3Pg_tsaZU_ve5vQNw73dzG6uZOmiKHRkwUp0TBvQL-KFfzF4v8vs8TCUCvyAFzyL5YtfZcAUTX72vc0Ai3-96_xlIL0NwFt6AkihSb05ixICe988lE65YNR70ZXiXw1/s320/2021-03-23+003+Northman+scout.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjkQrfkze9LLZTNlaWkRohba9X3W5eP7lR5lbuFZ3kWnIge4PaLBy7FuQNjeiwjSjhVr4s_ks_KzfJEOsUw4CCew9eAwog_C-9OjD2enF94qNq4dPkQ4jg2dFzf86l9lcDCxWsmG4Ba1F/s703/2021-03-23+004+Northman+scout.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="703" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjkQrfkze9LLZTNlaWkRohba9X3W5eP7lR5lbuFZ3kWnIge4PaLBy7FuQNjeiwjSjhVr4s_ks_KzfJEOsUw4CCew9eAwog_C-9OjD2enF94qNq4dPkQ4jg2dFzf86l9lcDCxWsmG4Ba1F/s320/2021-03-23+004+Northman+scout.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3qFs6qaa7touCCGJOoLSM71XVgbYbuV273kObfWnZypOyGsGNdL5xYR6BL5ruIM6KMCqduucMZ1MpWIHK03eIhZUAnl6EBCgNoW0WKD2GKid_ckvzAx9dPyntE7G8u_4DA1z8ye9Xw-O/s683/2021-03-23+005+Northman+scout.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3qFs6qaa7touCCGJOoLSM71XVgbYbuV273kObfWnZypOyGsGNdL5xYR6BL5ruIM6KMCqduucMZ1MpWIHK03eIhZUAnl6EBCgNoW0WKD2GKid_ckvzAx9dPyntE7G8u_4DA1z8ye9Xw-O/s320/2021-03-23+005+Northman+scout.jpeg" /></a></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-58987460240497708892021-03-31T13:24:00.012-07:002021-03-31T13:46:46.853-07:00Drachenfels - The Great Enchanter, Westfalia Miniatures (2019)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR-ZRDoHxMAQGLan7DSCXUA9oNMSMp230b8op3HW0umiTM1OJXcekgI5uEK5qgrwRJ08XozlM0dKsbfO40Myj7SQinaZ1QZ-0sKD1oc7cPH538YRhvSQiWJnMU-iPagRUvHgQdXLk74vLZ/s1506/2020-12-26+005.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1506" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR-ZRDoHxMAQGLan7DSCXUA9oNMSMp230b8op3HW0umiTM1OJXcekgI5uEK5qgrwRJ08XozlM0dKsbfO40Myj7SQinaZ1QZ-0sKD1oc7cPH538YRhvSQiWJnMU-iPagRUvHgQdXLk74vLZ/s320/2020-12-26+005.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p> I bought this miniature during a Kickstarter from Westfalia in 2019 or so. The moment I saw it I knew I had to have it - it was, after all, modelled blatantly on Martin McKenna's excellent illustration from the WFRP Drachenfels sourcebook.</p></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CZxoN9uWfrZPziUGtE4pPeyqbTOLXRJY8s_yNpP9rXBrMmyjcE-iStcBCLPXC1Mh6trxKcSVNfUPyoiwbGt8jiDCsbO1KwiIEF1W2s9ZbT8pZ3K01sNrG1Bi_DqSbbWPhKGE6Uq6MWol/s643/2020-11-22+001.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="643" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CZxoN9uWfrZPziUGtE4pPeyqbTOLXRJY8s_yNpP9rXBrMmyjcE-iStcBCLPXC1Mh6trxKcSVNfUPyoiwbGt8jiDCsbO1KwiIEF1W2s9ZbT8pZ3K01sNrG1Bi_DqSbbWPhKGE6Uq6MWol/s320/2020-11-22+001.jpeg" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8EJpeoGdLACUA2EISp4935LXUg-yZvTwn9vkAFvNOiWe2u-ceSFp9AviB98upFTLIuzH0qbfquY5-8lrjeteN7nRl7ebXx429IkfcM4-aYfSkLKBuOtgJUO_5W7UNHxW30F2QrYgC6ln/s450/Constant_Drachenfels_por_Martin_McKenna.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="302" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8EJpeoGdLACUA2EISp4935LXUg-yZvTwn9vkAFvNOiWe2u-ceSFp9AviB98upFTLIuzH0qbfquY5-8lrjeteN7nRl7ebXx429IkfcM4-aYfSkLKBuOtgJUO_5W7UNHxW30F2QrYgC6ln/s320/Constant_Drachenfels_por_Martin_McKenna.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">When finally I got it I got quite intimidated by it and it sat in a box for a while. That is until February 2021, when fellow Oldhammerist @paula_she_creature launched a competition on undead. Martin McKenna had recently passed away at 51, and his death still made me uneasy. Martin was one of the essential Oldhammer artists to me. His work in the Enemy Within campaign defined it, and any new edition without his art is watered down to me. So to remember him I decided to give a go to this miniature.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The curse of Drachenfels still hung on anything connected to him: the miniature fell from the table (I almost never drop my miniatures, and this dropped twice), breaking index and middle finger and the horns of the helm. I was able to fix the latter, but the beautiful hand is forever gone.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSGUKIBQQYMcM1ngwB3Ka_MBq09hywJUoIwjHBhAE1r_VM_0JIyyEi0LQFeueVcpieUf8GxizPoYq8efpmRK6SjX4N_hziL1jxpQeKj9_klLOXDOVccs5Fam6DuRPzXx8W5zeFEvXF7el/s667/2020-11-24+001.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSGUKIBQQYMcM1ngwB3Ka_MBq09hywJUoIwjHBhAE1r_VM_0JIyyEi0LQFeueVcpieUf8GxizPoYq8efpmRK6SjX4N_hziL1jxpQeKj9_klLOXDOVccs5Fam6DuRPzXx8W5zeFEvXF7el/s320/2020-11-24+001.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">Other than this, the miniature was easy and fun to paint. Here it is, in all its darkness. Drachenfels, the Great Enchanter, Warhammer's first and most insane supervillain.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv3jIollgX9qsyJNeC95sRynGudNruUMxpdwv9KbezoB6OeW9h96R2FrVpucdzqtUHckOMSzunTEQ-sc89SwzVrIbywj-XoLzOQ5VhROTK_IeXM0SKeqAt2qUy_HdOPVxZX5_D9RwLkQ5e/s657/2020-12-26+002.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="657" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv3jIollgX9qsyJNeC95sRynGudNruUMxpdwv9KbezoB6OeW9h96R2FrVpucdzqtUHckOMSzunTEQ-sc89SwzVrIbywj-XoLzOQ5VhROTK_IeXM0SKeqAt2qUy_HdOPVxZX5_D9RwLkQ5e/s320/2020-12-26+002.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlQYuSbRO7qcGFoXN5T2Jy_Pvm-fPkl1ZvRIJVOf5uaOXXlJzWIspOpSmnZCZD0-5I5nFgYWhgK3N3C_bJX-Mba7IjDjQYlX6bdQxSebNFksWTafGxfxxPZHEMuKrjIfnHO6DZCwsbdIHb/s691/2020-12-26+003.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="691" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlQYuSbRO7qcGFoXN5T2Jy_Pvm-fPkl1ZvRIJVOf5uaOXXlJzWIspOpSmnZCZD0-5I5nFgYWhgK3N3C_bJX-Mba7IjDjQYlX6bdQxSebNFksWTafGxfxxPZHEMuKrjIfnHO6DZCwsbdIHb/s320/2020-12-26+003.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE0feNRolnGU5WbT6bTULNFMIqW_I4VaN6ihdZS9x2H2hse-ELrV9JtJsPVU8DrI_cPoQJdAKq0uz4Zk_lS1p2dI9lmbhzYA2ysBRIBt4tMFJzgN0jUN0C-lrJl_vGTqnWBrUE17jgLO4f/s761/2020-12-26+004.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="761" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE0feNRolnGU5WbT6bTULNFMIqW_I4VaN6ihdZS9x2H2hse-ELrV9JtJsPVU8DrI_cPoQJdAKq0uz4Zk_lS1p2dI9lmbhzYA2ysBRIBt4tMFJzgN0jUN0C-lrJl_vGTqnWBrUE17jgLO4f/s320/2020-12-26+004.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ligJwaHSUqxKYi6x4rA69zcNCNVPy_I7QqRG8dsBoPmc6wS0LSxW5rbi_4gogIo42B3ewgVM_xmOtr3P3H2rLuXntS8WaQS6MF05U_InnIc6A9jYsj4CRJfazEx_YQU1C5-RuMWLMh2i/s735/2020-12-26+006.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="735" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ligJwaHSUqxKYi6x4rA69zcNCNVPy_I7QqRG8dsBoPmc6wS0LSxW5rbi_4gogIo42B3ewgVM_xmOtr3P3H2rLuXntS8WaQS6MF05U_InnIc6A9jYsj4CRJfazEx_YQU1C5-RuMWLMh2i/s320/2020-12-26+006.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Godspeed wherever you are Martin. We already miss your art.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_fn98V0gp8gja6nLaeFGEmEbT__o0hMNEiKlX4y17fCH8xZJ5T_h636jWkgu-ox_R4yvG1pGMLg_SgsRzisV_7UFNku5rKznFsI9iqe6TDOPecXFr0Zsad0hApmVlTAGYU8hV0G3ol9XC/s1263/2020-12-28+002.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1263" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_fn98V0gp8gja6nLaeFGEmEbT__o0hMNEiKlX4y17fCH8xZJ5T_h636jWkgu-ox_R4yvG1pGMLg_SgsRzisV_7UFNku5rKznFsI9iqe6TDOPecXFr0Zsad0hApmVlTAGYU8hV0G3ol9XC/s320/2020-12-28+002.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8bB6SdLeldEF8oYoBrgegLCv6U_V8GPGpA5Cx46VA9w-NL_cS22FYDsp9lTT5lGMRUzw5nPnCCLALcCcGPGkI6wCU0HZe-9t16yPQCA-HTzhyphenhyphens3ArbrzuCMqLltqqakeT_mhGu1NAG9AE/s1000/2020-12-28+004.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="868" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8bB6SdLeldEF8oYoBrgegLCv6U_V8GPGpA5Cx46VA9w-NL_cS22FYDsp9lTT5lGMRUzw5nPnCCLALcCcGPGkI6wCU0HZe-9t16yPQCA-HTzhyphenhyphens3ArbrzuCMqLltqqakeT_mhGu1NAG9AE/s320/2020-12-28+004.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-61720407697539253442021-03-23T16:10:00.009-07:002021-03-31T13:51:05.854-07:00Gamling the Old - Mithril LT5 (2002)<div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivINYbvIuwkHUG03NnCa4Ay0Z75PyrqMlDlYMBoNvCg76h7FVJXJoBV54ltHVvqcFU4BzPcOQJu8JY1MHHogNeIKooQa1jyel3miDoxGZWQ32tAMnk7VSka7i7Hnmch8virub2TQT5MIvx/s649/2021-03-23+003+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="649" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivINYbvIuwkHUG03NnCa4Ay0Z75PyrqMlDlYMBoNvCg76h7FVJXJoBV54ltHVvqcFU4BzPcOQJu8JY1MHHogNeIKooQa1jyel3miDoxGZWQ32tAMnk7VSka7i7Hnmch8virub2TQT5MIvx/s320/2021-03-23+003+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p>This is a nice little miniature, which has only one fault: it lacks a shield. The rest is both beautiful and fun to paint. Chris Tubb deserves a good praise for this 2002 sculpt.</p></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGdDoiYRCXB_-42Z-ei5nBoPQpORjsMWtk6-ZvZ4oIvp-XamyPPMIvUpo_40wtHgxX5BOJlJkLmGctelqTYHrDEqWqGEf4ZGI_Pu81LiEI3MtvRw1fIALM24hy1kjQC4Y_DYZiWODZsCp-/s646/2021-03-23+008+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="646" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGdDoiYRCXB_-42Z-ei5nBoPQpORjsMWtk6-ZvZ4oIvp-XamyPPMIvUpo_40wtHgxX5BOJlJkLmGctelqTYHrDEqWqGEf4ZGI_Pu81LiEI3MtvRw1fIALM24hy1kjQC4Y_DYZiWODZsCp-/s320/2021-03-23+008+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Gamling is an interesting character in LotR: he is an old man, leader of the warriors Erkenbrand left as a garrison of Helm's Deep. He seems to be a veteran of considerable age, but if his body is weakened by senility, his mind and heart are still strong, as he shows in many occasions when he leads the defenders against the forces of Isengard. He survives the battle and nothing is said about his again, so we must assume he dies of old age. He is a minor character, but one of those memorable enough to deserve remembering.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Not many depictions exists of him. By far the best I know is from Angus McBride:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDio_GJiK6C56IbB-xkwNIvMBrWpbgmIHm_uXo0BBddqwk8lao7XPAPBAmaHsaN31l4UJPM1CAbHfP8mui6-Keklyu2lBvOq64Ph8sQxTUb8pwgL2GgQwadal-c3VvG9RgtSniWET8Nxn/s353/0708+-+AMB+-+Gamling.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDio_GJiK6C56IbB-xkwNIvMBrWpbgmIHm_uXo0BBddqwk8lao7XPAPBAmaHsaN31l4UJPM1CAbHfP8mui6-Keklyu2lBvOq64Ph8sQxTUb8pwgL2GgQwadal-c3VvG9RgtSniWET8Nxn/s320/0708+-+AMB+-+Gamling.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">
<div align="justify" class="western" lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0.42cm; text-indent: 0.5cm;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">"If they come to bargain for our goods at Helm's Gate, they will pay
a high price,"
</span></div>
<style type="text/css">p { direction: ltr; color: #000000; text-align: left; orphans: 2; widows: 2; background: transparent }p.western { font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; so-language: en-US }p.cjk { font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; so-language: zh-CN }p.ctl { font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; so-language: ar-SA }</style></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Bakshi's animated movie ignores him as a character, and PJ's movies have him as a generic warrior guy:</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6N7KfJFKAj6ScmK_OFNEPL7IY9fphmaPs4Xjx8UAC-iCTqt72df6OnYqLJ2DSpCtmNw-AEJKVT7ABVdZmuzgFy6w5TTswOpxHqhZC6yqZrEOGsnKdbUezavBEwhaIGJHVQKG7lbWT8bn/s249/PJ.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="249" data-original-width="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6N7KfJFKAj6ScmK_OFNEPL7IY9fphmaPs4Xjx8UAC-iCTqt72df6OnYqLJ2DSpCtmNw-AEJKVT7ABVdZmuzgFy6w5TTswOpxHqhZC6yqZrEOGsnKdbUezavBEwhaIGJHVQKG7lbWT8bn/s0/PJ.jpeg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">"I'm actually fourty-five."</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: justify;">I liked the idea of Gamling being a sort of Castellan of Helm's Deep, a <i>vicecomes</i> to Erkenbrand, so he would have a nice uniform even though he would not be heavily armed. I painted him in green and red, with a black leather jerkin and a white cloak. Incidentally his cloak came out really nice, and it might well be the second coat I paint that I don't hate. Good stuff.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwjc_C5K2zRalNX8qJwqBmIz4c3mqR5n5-8PvcskuXO8sZ6sR6aFrMGRzDoJk_rXcPyiyVMyAqu22VEFILZDyV4PecdiyJTQHQm8t4sweG6nppYq_Vgdj_qY31AfEPhqQOkdMZMj1HL_W/s639/2021-03-23+005+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="639" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwjc_C5K2zRalNX8qJwqBmIz4c3mqR5n5-8PvcskuXO8sZ6sR6aFrMGRzDoJk_rXcPyiyVMyAqu22VEFILZDyV4PecdiyJTQHQm8t4sweG6nppYq_Vgdj_qY31AfEPhqQOkdMZMj1HL_W/s320/2021-03-23+005+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQt4E_vLUt-ttkVSSFGw_Cpg9GmV_QDQDalbjJ7xz8eKma4KG6pU2E4ExC5XzZMxEePvEFhGxte2p3VF6KwT2Fi-cnf3zEMLKLEM-e2eJZ2gK8FcCuZQDEGDXrQX5vogRdIXjaC42RGeal/s637/2021-03-23+006+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="637" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQt4E_vLUt-ttkVSSFGw_Cpg9GmV_QDQDalbjJ7xz8eKma4KG6pU2E4ExC5XzZMxEePvEFhGxte2p3VF6KwT2Fi-cnf3zEMLKLEM-e2eJZ2gK8FcCuZQDEGDXrQX5vogRdIXjaC42RGeal/s320/2021-03-23+006+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">I think my Rohan force is coming up well. I might even be able to play a mini-skirmish sometimes.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2om3TIXrxv8QRbVjcBq5p74svvP72RDJbmoXFAPBqDuEgm1iCpxnW3pLRLTbrZJTb_HAs6Py7ZryMN-DDIvq0M378u_xjSCH2NWJVwG9E0658p1L6PeVcVqFtEEhILIJ4YPCDdFaSZxl/s1000/2021-03-23+001+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="698" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2om3TIXrxv8QRbVjcBq5p74svvP72RDJbmoXFAPBqDuEgm1iCpxnW3pLRLTbrZJTb_HAs6Py7ZryMN-DDIvq0M378u_xjSCH2NWJVwG9E0658p1L6PeVcVqFtEEhILIJ4YPCDdFaSZxl/s320/2021-03-23+001+Gamling+the+Old.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">"Forth, Helmingas!"</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-76356885196310937452021-03-08T13:16:00.007-08:002021-03-31T13:49:13.918-07:00Khurasan Miniatures Manchu Horsemen<div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAYxSuoyfm-z4qVeI5JTKHXnXvEpfHrp20duPGFjqloNh-4xiUo8uhHXLwGxgRlF_kuy90IbQIf3sZVqhocR9s5OXgKMnGhSaaW8gp3v-jq81JXA4fY0oeHdAh4UF3StdSivcC-0YOakrC/s1000/2020-10-24+016.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="655" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAYxSuoyfm-z4qVeI5JTKHXnXvEpfHrp20duPGFjqloNh-4xiUo8uhHXLwGxgRlF_kuy90IbQIf3sZVqhocR9s5OXgKMnGhSaaW8gp3v-jq81JXA4fY0oeHdAh4UF3StdSivcC-0YOakrC/s320/2020-10-24+016.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p>Digging into the bottom of the lead-pile here. These beauties came from over the pond something like 6 years ago, when I first got into the hobby. Khurasan is an excellent company and I did a sample order that sadly sits in a corner of my man-cave because most of it is 15mm and now I am more into 28mm.</p><p>Nonetheless, this Winter I returned to my passion for all things Manchu and decided to finish painting my bannermen, as members of the Bordered Yellow Banner. Here they are.</p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwiT1pFaXHDcR-TsvxIEMuPVEvNz4xb_RSqipb_ADrc6oEVdDRtuk3Og_0U1vXax2ag0j7WNeUExFDL6dN_mXXHzrlBfiurrYfBX5p3f-qYFIIXmRF6V_OWTY2V4KkqCcT4lLWo3YgqWy/s500/2020-10-24+003.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="375" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwiT1pFaXHDcR-TsvxIEMuPVEvNz4xb_RSqipb_ADrc6oEVdDRtuk3Og_0U1vXax2ag0j7WNeUExFDL6dN_mXXHzrlBfiurrYfBX5p3f-qYFIIXmRF6V_OWTY2V4KkqCcT4lLWo3YgqWy/s320/2020-10-24+003.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdiiAL2m6ApyunwGqabJnHj3R_puAl0aGOCZzMtfK8gUXIN9TW3ns4Uer6-iYa0YAj-nMuM-oxiIIRVLewV7aqLXWOHfs5RIdyUWew13vsJJ-CsNKeRaVajJXc3hI6LBEgiejbzXzUN3Ch/s1000/2020-10-24+015.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8sr56qXkBxQthAMiXvoJ1LBnpoSoutkxTANJ7lTnjb_VBPkh3vPqFt1HrYaXgfblO1uznKewR8G21VdMxEBpcbL6aGhXW8g2jRmS7UOpdcYc1SnO6EBpvPFjjl4u1CruT_ZXoVRTdcZba/s1000/2020-10-24+018.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="611" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8sr56qXkBxQthAMiXvoJ1LBnpoSoutkxTANJ7lTnjb_VBPkh3vPqFt1HrYaXgfblO1uznKewR8G21VdMxEBpcbL6aGhXW8g2jRmS7UOpdcYc1SnO6EBpvPFjjl4u1CruT_ZXoVRTdcZba/s320/2020-10-24+018.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><img border="0" data-original-height="666" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdiiAL2m6ApyunwGqabJnHj3R_puAl0aGOCZzMtfK8gUXIN9TW3ns4Uer6-iYa0YAj-nMuM-oxiIIRVLewV7aqLXWOHfs5RIdyUWew13vsJJ-CsNKeRaVajJXc3hI6LBEgiejbzXzUN3Ch/s320/2020-10-24+015.jpeg" width="320" /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><p>I could write a book about Manchus, and as a matter of fact I am. So I won't bore you with additional details. Just enjoy these armoured horse-archers spurring their steeds forward. <br /></p></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6IZUBqadXr8jPBP7T0ByALu38qhpt-8gqnPF8S24EgmsD4DWWjuHnd0eHfJOQ9jB8nzuaLKiDOemNntrdV87-AYD3GvbyZBlixEUpoMnquRcrPJIG1trblgLkuLMB2LrPIQgIL8vH5c1Y/s500/2020-10-24+022.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="476" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6IZUBqadXr8jPBP7T0ByALu38qhpt-8gqnPF8S24EgmsD4DWWjuHnd0eHfJOQ9jB8nzuaLKiDOemNntrdV87-AYD3GvbyZBlixEUpoMnquRcrPJIG1trblgLkuLMB2LrPIQgIL8vH5c1Y/s320/2020-10-24+022.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRBF4gzOJL6Dx1_HfQ2PHcWmtCSSgcR5hC-oXMiDftfdigjbOpERPkFhVrlJCYcIUSEko5SWln3H5nirxMsrHwxhkY8CfyaDjpTou5V_CFERXHvxQuNkitW58Bh97xlyJdORV3ggcHY9t5/s562/2020-10-24+028.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRBF4gzOJL6Dx1_HfQ2PHcWmtCSSgcR5hC-oXMiDftfdigjbOpERPkFhVrlJCYcIUSEko5SWln3H5nirxMsrHwxhkY8CfyaDjpTou5V_CFERXHvxQuNkitW58Bh97xlyJdORV3ggcHY9t5/s320/2020-10-24+028.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2m8SeIj_cxEcYQ1owIvNodW3wbp7dF0ai9eiFuBFig2Dx69AByvitqkTVpsZ0I0M-MlHV8MzHTpSGSbPtk8KDhG0QFsxMEZjM2l-pEW6_3UaxxFk_TXArzTRLsAiaMmKVc91Lnx0mils/s542/2020-10-24+031.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="542" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2m8SeIj_cxEcYQ1owIvNodW3wbp7dF0ai9eiFuBFig2Dx69AByvitqkTVpsZ0I0M-MlHV8MzHTpSGSbPtk8KDhG0QFsxMEZjM2l-pEW6_3UaxxFk_TXArzTRLsAiaMmKVc91Lnx0mils/s320/2020-10-24+031.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1TLkvQ3560z0StJpOinCuXbEj_soNCm3zDIM8pmnUUHX8baykgbI1EcOjrfF7Sj5WGWokFLCCvoaA6OCaLVEl_GRUyvqMisO8GmbApcsNiqiIU0uKlz-Ahr5EsqyhYXNaJQ8eHSEFggNj/s552/2020-10-24+033.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1TLkvQ3560z0StJpOinCuXbEj_soNCm3zDIM8pmnUUHX8baykgbI1EcOjrfF7Sj5WGWokFLCCvoaA6OCaLVEl_GRUyvqMisO8GmbApcsNiqiIU0uKlz-Ahr5EsqyhYXNaJQ8eHSEFggNj/s320/2020-10-24+033.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyTfMpsRWdORzDIY-WNVmQXubDXQUOj4GzpXtSj1g-RAnYX9TCV7SlZVMStMlSeY4ejJACzdDhU087PasscOxWcqDf-IaYcZyNgcLt28monpun70hov22blcfDLuMVYIZOG_g8AIvUtxZ/s565/2020-10-24+037.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyTfMpsRWdORzDIY-WNVmQXubDXQUOj4GzpXtSj1g-RAnYX9TCV7SlZVMStMlSeY4ejJACzdDhU087PasscOxWcqDf-IaYcZyNgcLt28monpun70hov22blcfDLuMVYIZOG_g8AIvUtxZ/s320/2020-10-24+037.jpeg" /></a></div></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-45205022136415370842021-03-08T09:49:00.002-08:002021-03-08T09:50:18.002-08:00Artizan Design Carolingian Milites<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjStAAZXMYTowOlp8RXSBTQmN-wtQm-MHFoFQJHNbokSb6pD1NaIO62GHpl1Mz9m8JzyD5j-oi0o7n7zNB7swIeh7w7GMDC_zeaWWzdOqNbW8_OciNHjFGmD_Z9M3KrGMgPooixEmxqdTi4/s500/2020-12-04+015.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="464" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjStAAZXMYTowOlp8RXSBTQmN-wtQm-MHFoFQJHNbokSb6pD1NaIO62GHpl1Mz9m8JzyD5j-oi0o7n7zNB7swIeh7w7GMDC_zeaWWzdOqNbW8_OciNHjFGmD_Z9M3KrGMgPooixEmxqdTi4/s320/2020-12-04+015.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> I don't post much about historical miniatures. Truth is that those very miniatures got me into the hobby, as <a href="https://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2015/02/although-i-am-big-middle-earth-fan-my.html">one of the first posts </a>on this blog attests. I like historical miniatures very much but the problem is that I don't get much chance to play with them. Yet, every now and then I distract myself with a set of them.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Out of all history, my favourite period is the Iron Century, that dark age between 888, the death of the last Carolingian Emperor, and 961, the crowning of Otto the Great, in many ways the founder of the Holy Roman Empire. Few companies do Carolingians, and I decided to test one, Artizan Design, now a daughter company of North Star Figures which is one of the best miniature companies out there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">So without further ado, here's three <i>milites</i>, that is knights, from the period.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxnsM6rDkU_y9rOrSJ5xSTxsGuD6sgYTTCqAxkzkdeGxrmewEOfeB-BzyGqJ_YEq0oaihgg4DBloFYvRmBAfEFbW6LG9I_wiInk13Ifaehs1x5YdIDD0JUE2e44MK9RMBrvz_NxiBTeGcQ/s1063/2020-12-04+013.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1063" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxnsM6rDkU_y9rOrSJ5xSTxsGuD6sgYTTCqAxkzkdeGxrmewEOfeB-BzyGqJ_YEq0oaihgg4DBloFYvRmBAfEFbW6LG9I_wiInk13Ifaehs1x5YdIDD0JUE2e44MK9RMBrvz_NxiBTeGcQ/s320/2020-12-04+013.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PzS6V0bXly79HB0fI3LnvmwMjMkgMB_xaLBSxPow2ZPCWS-Ny691m_m1wWrtduJMK4r6i-GEWuY5GFz3la5S9J6BssY0Xxvuf8QgsgybX2_BlkP63pMuqCnl7SJYz2Lof0M-uu0_PbTA/s1143/2020-12-04+014.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1143" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PzS6V0bXly79HB0fI3LnvmwMjMkgMB_xaLBSxPow2ZPCWS-Ny691m_m1wWrtduJMK4r6i-GEWuY5GFz3la5S9J6BssY0Xxvuf8QgsgybX2_BlkP63pMuqCnl7SJYz2Lof0M-uu0_PbTA/s320/2020-12-04+014.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p>Gaidwald is a North Italian miles, most probably of Lombard origin. He wears a spangenhelm of rather old design, with a nasal guard, cheek-pieces and a crest.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyN69vIkaxoclg6jqcZNOLlY2-1e-Oxzxn-tssOSP44JfgvTMiwD5EPnDT01558qmSlyDeHoOmsj0fBocKwNCdskM9Mg0rcgwOktd6ohjwGpew4G_M3k1aAsJsU3fmvKVafPoXQKg9DQN/s1095/2020-12-04+010.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1095" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyN69vIkaxoclg6jqcZNOLlY2-1e-Oxzxn-tssOSP44JfgvTMiwD5EPnDT01558qmSlyDeHoOmsj0fBocKwNCdskM9Mg0rcgwOktd6ohjwGpew4G_M3k1aAsJsU3fmvKVafPoXQKg9DQN/s320/2020-12-04+010.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYoUVBmAKlKuCkVa5Az9WYvLYIy3P872I-42uuAOTnEoo4LZ6d-oToaiUe4tA5eflWTHheAcFjpO4Fg2PwBGHpy5nS_-HiEtAYPmloiFf9DkDxerI5YBesz-TcLMLsm8TMBlbV9gdJeboy/s1079/2020-12-04+011.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1079" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYoUVBmAKlKuCkVa5Az9WYvLYIy3P872I-42uuAOTnEoo4LZ6d-oToaiUe4tA5eflWTHheAcFjpO4Fg2PwBGHpy5nS_-HiEtAYPmloiFf9DkDxerI5YBesz-TcLMLsm8TMBlbV9gdJeboy/s320/2020-12-04+011.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHXJr7IsyX9CCCKzneBnvcu2oyCarFI0lnrEaaiuyUmekiJ0cyNlNXsbGp8CdR5nkFQSR0gytsprxq_yVRmHwJMdHZvSjDYOaJWiXk16hAxZWFWGZ7AjcAedA7s5MdtpL22kCRWR3-QgZK/s1042/2020-12-04+012.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1042" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHXJr7IsyX9CCCKzneBnvcu2oyCarFI0lnrEaaiuyUmekiJ0cyNlNXsbGp8CdR5nkFQSR0gytsprxq_yVRmHwJMdHZvSjDYOaJWiXk16hAxZWFWGZ7AjcAedA7s5MdtpL22kCRWR3-QgZK/s320/2020-12-04+012.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">Folcuin is a Frankish North-Italian miles. He wears a typical Carolingian kettle helm. I am particularly proud of the grey steed he rides - it was a tough job to stipple those spots, but in the end the result is ok.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4SK3axoJF2JOKPHLOoFug8h3yXBu1Ic_LKGvnC6mORztUWzy4brIDMP5wXZsDONKS9ZkkLA4a5nQUW148KmrmhEYhREMIfbZkRlvIfRdmMnJ88eRi-IpIsXGknBraZnGLofP0wgOCDZKa/s1040/2020-12-04+006.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1040" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4SK3axoJF2JOKPHLOoFug8h3yXBu1Ic_LKGvnC6mORztUWzy4brIDMP5wXZsDONKS9ZkkLA4a5nQUW148KmrmhEYhREMIfbZkRlvIfRdmMnJ88eRi-IpIsXGknBraZnGLofP0wgOCDZKa/s320/2020-12-04+006.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknekE3mmkTkeAV3sDsET_gYETzSqsoILJwVvAS9yL7CQMBf-XkcCqMnYhimU6itI6j-BCO4-XGLg4zQ66kpnJB-FOUkLsoBm2MBYV9cbJ9dmMA6eclJUzSWH8V0VpenyBp8XKoFAc7GpB/s1077/2020-12-04+007.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1077" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknekE3mmkTkeAV3sDsET_gYETzSqsoILJwVvAS9yL7CQMBf-XkcCqMnYhimU6itI6j-BCO4-XGLg4zQ66kpnJB-FOUkLsoBm2MBYV9cbJ9dmMA6eclJUzSWH8V0VpenyBp8XKoFAc7GpB/s320/2020-12-04+007.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoMj9rlypQ2x8s0V0L2cMcGhrZxyZcu-JPOXc3G_8rFO1e_34Y1alOO_0-Y0OARSwyOVWSZ5JKjL_Vd8-8nxsKXgBHWV82TXaTXMxUnFdd0oQ3Aj3ewz5IXxMWAIEFzsJn0AhXiR9h5ww/s1034/2020-12-04+008.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1034" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoMj9rlypQ2x8s0V0L2cMcGhrZxyZcu-JPOXc3G_8rFO1e_34Y1alOO_0-Y0OARSwyOVWSZ5JKjL_Vd8-8nxsKXgBHWV82TXaTXMxUnFdd0oQ3Aj3ewz5IXxMWAIEFzsJn0AhXiR9h5ww/s320/2020-12-04+008.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi55cDnHoDEh9rnTSaFgc3AnV3OrSjiFOcgKL8qG8pNTS666X8gRZluI6PAgAdt0A3g7ZBPM7C6dtNprHqX2aQSXhX2YH9476_dLoUQbqRrGYqwzsmv2MZwhc6a92dPGfTEJ6xOUx0OCWQN/s1005/2020-12-04+009.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1005" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi55cDnHoDEh9rnTSaFgc3AnV3OrSjiFOcgKL8qG8pNTS666X8gRZluI6PAgAdt0A3g7ZBPM7C6dtNprHqX2aQSXhX2YH9476_dLoUQbqRrGYqwzsmv2MZwhc6a92dPGfTEJ6xOUx0OCWQN/s320/2020-12-04+009.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Amalfred is a Frankish knight from the Rhein valley. He also wears a kettle helm and sports a very Frankish blonde moustache.<br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBtAJW9Def-ZmlLeCBzmCrBM2DkuWdJtd6il67uKVC4QhkHBVvYvgnIGLLjXzRykZz8M6nWj2Vs5gueepm0kSfr8OoDjDgyFCKbXjbwdlk7NB9StfK0K3AiePTMbjN9H3anno4GTdGRB3/s1260/2020-12-04+001.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBtAJW9Def-ZmlLeCBzmCrBM2DkuWdJtd6il67uKVC4QhkHBVvYvgnIGLLjXzRykZz8M6nWj2Vs5gueepm0kSfr8OoDjDgyFCKbXjbwdlk7NB9StfK0K3AiePTMbjN9H3anno4GTdGRB3/s320/2020-12-04+001.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">All in all, these miniatures are nice and were fun to paint. If you dig the period, I cannot recommend them enough. Will be buying more of this!<br /></div></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-72616073990660380752021-02-18T00:52:00.002-08:002021-02-18T01:05:05.317-08:00Haldir Rhovanion, Grey Elf Warden - MM383 (1998) conversion<div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkp6BNZG_8nqktGAFEdlEV2Okjl1hdjxWoMDq6Dd6NTm2zB0_mehSB1CHROVCmJbazg-rDZC7rWFDk7Q9SEeVIHjTWpu1JIB-QpjCO8UfI_9fPGNJT83Y8lyz0Tkg1tbGjj6b-qI8PwToc/s1000/2021-01-03+005+Haldir.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="773" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkp6BNZG_8nqktGAFEdlEV2Okjl1hdjxWoMDq6Dd6NTm2zB0_mehSB1CHROVCmJbazg-rDZC7rWFDk7Q9SEeVIHjTWpu1JIB-QpjCO8UfI_9fPGNJT83Y8lyz0Tkg1tbGjj6b-qI8PwToc/s320/2021-01-03+005+Haldir.jpeg" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This is a special mini for me, one of the rare conversions I do, designed to represent my favourite home-made character in Middle-earth. Born as the main character of a short story I wrote as a school assignment at 14, developed into a player character in a game of MERP, and again resurrected, updated and polished in many other stories and games.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMQMl3mCHPguKW3PqwWD9CA82qA2JKAZHWHe0FfWQUSbz4JRQQ0_aPW5731SCS97al7NlXtxjMTKdAyPMSvplBW8wXagqJof9aRgsBZJUPoR-iWmQo4EJi55xyrKnKRlBtVA40_e2krwA/s1000/2021-01-03+003+Haldir.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="710" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMQMl3mCHPguKW3PqwWD9CA82qA2JKAZHWHe0FfWQUSbz4JRQQ0_aPW5731SCS97al7NlXtxjMTKdAyPMSvplBW8wXagqJof9aRgsBZJUPoR-iWmQo4EJi55xyrKnKRlBtVA40_e2krwA/s320/2021-01-03+003+Haldir.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Haldir son of Handir, also called Rhovanion, is an Elf of the Grey Havens. Like many inhabitants of Mithlond he has mixed heritage, claiming ancestors in Doriath, Gondolin and the Falas, but he identifies as Sinda. Originally a border warden, he left service in Mithlond after failing to prevent an Orc raid into Elf-lands that claimed many lives, among them his bethroted Aerin. After a period of wandering, overcome with sorrow and sense of failure, he was saved by a wandering company of Elves in the Shire and was directed to seek the counsel of Elrond Half-elven who could make sense of some obscure dreams and visions he had been having. The Lord of Imladris suggested that those dreams of the fall of Gondolin, and darkness, a sword shining of blue light meant that Haldir might yet have a destiny to fulfil in Middle-earth and invited him to enter his service as a warden.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ysQsupnuAoKGPtSGDfCbLu4OAR8DqxRYN3QegXI821MvGSjB4nYbd8TXH3izkAveVucM9O9BsQnRFlqIASEAf7CejdsiDI5v1S3uUGbfcApf9ETpugW5wOJcAvo8L3mMulgqsaf5AOHY/s1000/2021-01-03+001+Haldir.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="718" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ysQsupnuAoKGPtSGDfCbLu4OAR8DqxRYN3QegXI821MvGSjB4nYbd8TXH3izkAveVucM9O9BsQnRFlqIASEAf7CejdsiDI5v1S3uUGbfcApf9ETpugW5wOJcAvo8L3mMulgqsaf5AOHY/s320/2021-01-03+001+Haldir.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Let's now address the elephant in the room - why am I using the miniature of a Man to represent an Elf? I'll answer with a controversial statement: although Chris Tubb is possibly my favourite miniature sculptor, his male Elves are dull. They are too feminine (mostly), they all have long hair (not my vision), and they are usually dressed either in long robes or very simple tunics. I needed a warden, the Elf equivalent of a Ranger, and here it is. Mithril Miniatures, can you make an Elf equipped for ranging? Thank you.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvnzydcFruaASjsEhya48Geq7yjdkfsCHLiGME9pQSJbTn_NZisfZC-YVzp8WXWUV-Ar1li1Wrur0xfQa6EDYoFHdKGdZnwdwhyphenhyphenQ3wFzONGPlWVzTR3AKv4SVe7Fh85Z60vU9P2wD2ZQC/s1000/2021-01-03+004+Haldir.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="736" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvnzydcFruaASjsEhya48Geq7yjdkfsCHLiGME9pQSJbTn_NZisfZC-YVzp8WXWUV-Ar1li1Wrur0xfQa6EDYoFHdKGdZnwdwhyphenhyphenQ3wFzONGPlWVzTR3AKv4SVe7Fh85Z60vU9P2wD2ZQC/s320/2021-01-03+004+Haldir.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-2789121883731917982021-01-29T02:06:00.004-08:002021-01-29T02:06:29.359-08:00Fantasy Visuals: John Blanche - Part IV (the '10s)<p>Continues from <a href="http://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2020/07/fantasy-visuals-john-blanche-part-iii.html">Part III</a>. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">John Blanche's art in the 2010s is not very much unlike that in the 2000s, except that the trends emerged in that period seem to take momentum and impact even more than before. In a nutshell: Blanche, having set up a studio that is able to work by itself, takes more and more distance from the Warhammer products, providing occasional pieces (mostly for the 6th edition of 40K) and a lot of concepts that, although not meant for publication, still make heir way into the Codexes and Army Books. There is, still, a passion that looks back at the '80 in a number of artworks, as if John was remembering old stuff and reworking it into his later art, a quality that is higher than anything in the past ten or fifteen years. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjak6RG3TppVQUBcjRJ-ROsh0ElGjTBoxPPQYZ_RZTdcdGUO-1AVZMWN_Bajf1MtAuSBy0JmdynoHAxQFNLfB3KvLOCwgeLv11PZzLpuznOfrUbit3A_jZ-K7M_KgDB8fOa2g9HnMldWR4M/s2048/2011+Necron.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1464" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjak6RG3TppVQUBcjRJ-ROsh0ElGjTBoxPPQYZ_RZTdcdGUO-1AVZMWN_Bajf1MtAuSBy0JmdynoHAxQFNLfB3KvLOCwgeLv11PZzLpuznOfrUbit3A_jZ-K7M_KgDB8fOa2g9HnMldWR4M/s320/2011+Necron.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Necrons (2011)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1439" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxsTR0koK7v85tm1Ua7odILiTtAy4L1pQ_cz93KLDbeZfLgqYePqi1vQhQl0Edh6uIROQPyyxrFajeQyS7QZizVQVSbvs6_UkwDRJdoZjkPxdNYaunL2niIQRvIbOnYEUFb52sjtiHmkG3/s320/2011+Vampire+Counts.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vampire Counts (2011)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBFLJ4TPF7MOAmaR4Njn1eGU6lmMJwPj4Ljy20TE1yv7fGCa9yjIcv0_jTJx7e5wMNdXoDfDhyphenhyphenDY52HVZHgl3izhgOa9VzX3U4928CycRorAzHJ2kX4gUZ7liG_pETbrT_rsrOwH6uCIK9/s1440/2011+Zombie+Dragon.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="961" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBFLJ4TPF7MOAmaR4Njn1eGU6lmMJwPj4Ljy20TE1yv7fGCa9yjIcv0_jTJx7e5wMNdXoDfDhyphenhyphenDY52HVZHgl3izhgOa9VzX3U4928CycRorAzHJ2kX4gUZ7liG_pETbrT_rsrOwH6uCIK9/s320/2011+Zombie+Dragon.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Zombie Dragon (2011)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1523" data-original-width="1008" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KQNMNjS-0Ew9IUwPFKdr3ei0atrLBbz9bRgx9H6zjoic9P2SkV293HFPZpiqLQapjoSbrZRQmVxXbubvJ7wS55GdUNknqab_uOqvJss9uto3VdWD0nJIT4CKGYpteeTw7jG5aL6SPSN5/s320/2012+Death+World.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Death World (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRMpMHkQ3h5m7PNku1FnXKSDIgsnCbsQq_fnaxwQxV118NzwBtl5oMB0mGDEWRe8gRvdTrRi4_iqUAsk1fDB16B8n_8qXQtpeJHzPQmkaxZEgjDMb1HTL7P00I-v-vR5-GEETwp_9zQlsF/s1484/2012+Exterminatus.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1484" data-original-width="1008" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRMpMHkQ3h5m7PNku1FnXKSDIgsnCbsQq_fnaxwQxV118NzwBtl5oMB0mGDEWRe8gRvdTrRi4_iqUAsk1fDB16B8n_8qXQtpeJHzPQmkaxZEgjDMb1HTL7P00I-v-vR5-GEETwp_9zQlsF/s320/2012+Exterminatus.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Exterminatus (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0TEYI0LmPGpjOQq3rx23s5fBPl5CjZfQ5axtn3GdqenkFXyKaXJIupLodCHyStwZ02El2NciHnhfkxBzJnaqIk5xEJ3xOWjqbboDDQYb_Rb4_qL5t-GdBrClx5usnu7rLY0dccUHdT-LM/s1723/2012+Hour+of+Darkness.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1723" data-original-width="1112" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0TEYI0LmPGpjOQq3rx23s5fBPl5CjZfQ5axtn3GdqenkFXyKaXJIupLodCHyStwZ02El2NciHnhfkxBzJnaqIk5xEJ3xOWjqbboDDQYb_Rb4_qL5t-GdBrClx5usnu7rLY0dccUHdT-LM/s320/2012+Hour+of+Darkness.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hour of Darkness (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4zhOvsqv-pTZ0SY5PhBi0GQiHyGfFBUmoJgT6L5dyJ-ySPrTVlusRp0LhIAjJZvKM2xqkfuaxs_Tu3oXo7NEgNChB-LcwvgdMF-yE_z1jmadcCtrlmr9hicg7f-96LMB2U9ufG8f553V/s2048/2012+Imperium.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1434" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4zhOvsqv-pTZ0SY5PhBi0GQiHyGfFBUmoJgT6L5dyJ-ySPrTVlusRp0LhIAjJZvKM2xqkfuaxs_Tu3oXo7NEgNChB-LcwvgdMF-yE_z1jmadcCtrlmr9hicg7f-96LMB2U9ufG8f553V/s320/2012+Imperium.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Imperium (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMn6TQV8Skwh9liXlbDpTyaJUznFIetLPFDh-pYfZzQe4N3FjEnHH_snpbb5ux6HPsNERqvJZKGerNYkssXD_jQQKYxCACXDlerc_RSrn2e8pc1JjSuVieelha4yc6NbwOQ-y96Bz3qF1/s1495/2012+Keeper+of+Secrets.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1495" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMn6TQV8Skwh9liXlbDpTyaJUznFIetLPFDh-pYfZzQe4N3FjEnHH_snpbb5ux6HPsNERqvJZKGerNYkssXD_jQQKYxCACXDlerc_RSrn2e8pc1JjSuVieelha4yc6NbwOQ-y96Bz3qF1/s320/2012+Keeper+of+Secrets.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Keeper of Secrets (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPPjL7DwAyufcWRJx_0pVZ5jM63eCDCYBWZtpZPGqLdmzL0svu1zacchiZzo-e6EOQlBbNQ_AbOnWQpJfQS453WU0o758yO5OWmVp6eGOsu9dbtmU2mzlQRkNOxi93J_QeyzIvQi1D8cO2/s1504/2012+Plague+Drones.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1504" data-original-width="1015" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPPjL7DwAyufcWRJx_0pVZ5jM63eCDCYBWZtpZPGqLdmzL0svu1zacchiZzo-e6EOQlBbNQ_AbOnWQpJfQS453WU0o758yO5OWmVp6eGOsu9dbtmU2mzlQRkNOxi93J_QeyzIvQi1D8cO2/s320/2012+Plague+Drones.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plague Drones (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2MgklMNh0gfFE31oYmTMW6BvpgiFWgWcbHb5SfZdtI71HxDgIFVYVwwufUl8PZe6HFqa2genUnErHq40w6nmTnVHSNCAPo5Cf1B4sCmVUCJz7ZzyOLr79R52sbKT-yjjId88wne_r4D7/s960/2012+Sanguinius.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2MgklMNh0gfFE31oYmTMW6BvpgiFWgWcbHb5SfZdtI71HxDgIFVYVwwufUl8PZe6HFqa2genUnErHq40w6nmTnVHSNCAPo5Cf1B4sCmVUCJz7ZzyOLr79R52sbKT-yjjId88wne_r4D7/s320/2012+Sanguinius.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sanguinius (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZzPxQV7uEi2maqspr3N2r1qC7o_9w4iI1CE1w09HthWXuyeuJys0EoYWz9DWvzQ8lfHIp90xkCfyaWt5XYBOEcqpk9r9ZPC8ExEZ0iAAPvgNaJueJ2pxIm6gHUBuU9XyRRh98skI0eoj/s1486/2012+The+Changeling.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1486" data-original-width="1008" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZzPxQV7uEi2maqspr3N2r1qC7o_9w4iI1CE1w09HthWXuyeuJys0EoYWz9DWvzQ8lfHIp90xkCfyaWt5XYBOEcqpk9r9ZPC8ExEZ0iAAPvgNaJueJ2pxIm6gHUBuU9XyRRh98skI0eoj/s320/2012+The+Changeling.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Changeling (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxuEjZDnj0X9RcIGiUvMicSM1Xtxa0WIdbHxNbLayq9VWEgGkNCn07gKQTZUylGKSw_EbA7_mhbSBGFpw052BAfBs1XWVVPFSj3Fa1RtAWJ5MrDpQ0yBvzzSYPsHGTBxJpeC_Hh2gxhO6/s2048/2012+The+Enemy+Within.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1441" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxuEjZDnj0X9RcIGiUvMicSM1Xtxa0WIdbHxNbLayq9VWEgGkNCn07gKQTZUylGKSw_EbA7_mhbSBGFpw052BAfBs1XWVVPFSj3Fa1RtAWJ5MrDpQ0yBvzzSYPsHGTBxJpeC_Hh2gxhO6/s320/2012+The+Enemy+Within.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Enemy Within (2012)</td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: justify;">The feeling is that creativity is back along with experimentation. There's less mandatory product sketches from marketing and more stuff that comes from the artist's own imagination. There is an old attention to detail that was almost forgotten after the mid 1990s, this time benefitting from the experience of a navigated artist. The result is amazing.</p><p>When Warhammer Fantasy is killed and Age of Sigmar takes its place, John Blanche is only involved in the concept: he will not officially work on it, as his semi-retirements starts.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7zh-SV63U9m5UI_SHHmS-F4A8VVyY9xW1ikbAnT9YcnYqSMkeqT0hh5_9GxZnlwUgV2BxalUtdciot_bIrX2HBCTg5tHBFU569lnga1Lj6zUJA1BAvfD18ReqrT1HR0sq2hGG1b6wPqKs/s900/2014+Tzeentch+Cultist.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="663" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7zh-SV63U9m5UI_SHHmS-F4A8VVyY9xW1ikbAnT9YcnYqSMkeqT0hh5_9GxZnlwUgV2BxalUtdciot_bIrX2HBCTg5tHBFU569lnga1Lj6zUJA1BAvfD18ReqrT1HR0sq2hGG1b6wPqKs/s320/2014+Tzeentch+Cultist.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kairic Acolyte (2014) </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuy_OBtep28CI-HaJGFu9IQuCQq2rH0vG4kfkW46ZFUTaTcx-aETJHkOXlM76qFHaInIBQ4V-OUa183O75G2Fv95gU3DsfseqJTlCPcDNtCTmS_GfXBw0INntkwRt6PIgw7cWLYUCymwxo/s1050/2016+Nurglings.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1050" data-original-width="716" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuy_OBtep28CI-HaJGFu9IQuCQq2rH0vG4kfkW46ZFUTaTcx-aETJHkOXlM76qFHaInIBQ4V-OUa183O75G2Fv95gU3DsfseqJTlCPcDNtCTmS_GfXBw0INntkwRt6PIgw7cWLYUCymwxo/s320/2016+Nurglings.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nurglings (2016)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1z1O-IMZ7vjtvt1BDDdRsdIFxQ21a-15Q3rRgcVKA_NwGOersxc6VB_l-c-d2ikInPPbhU93nCISW8zzQ0YGYiijds0FpKs4Np8jEwGT8avUaIJflsV86PLaB39LFGgVFAwSJvbM6pjI/s830/2017+Kharadron.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="830" data-original-width="618" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1z1O-IMZ7vjtvt1BDDdRsdIFxQ21a-15Q3rRgcVKA_NwGOersxc6VB_l-c-d2ikInPPbhU93nCISW8zzQ0YGYiijds0FpKs4Np8jEwGT8avUaIJflsV86PLaB39LFGgVFAwSJvbM6pjI/s320/2017+Kharadron.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kharadron Overlord (2017)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">There is little to no published material of his in the 7th edition of 40K and none at all in the 8th. At this point John mostly draws for himself, for friends and for games he plays. Look at the art below and consider how much it looks like a direct update of the earlier art from the '80s.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgybgE6hRNU7tJSi4__cZDP5-dHNasNp46L_CxW3hgcGiGhir78XH5CPqgtT5y7-6D6XJZIJTdqY7MJxYcfSw51gjaNZXx8cSTiue5JviCRyx_UHjWUPLDko6tgcO8fTFHqYQPReS18scO/s1749/2019+Tarot+Le+us+dance.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1749" data-original-width="1280" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgybgE6hRNU7tJSi4__cZDP5-dHNasNp46L_CxW3hgcGiGhir78XH5CPqgtT5y7-6D6XJZIJTdqY7MJxYcfSw51gjaNZXx8cSTiue5JviCRyx_UHjWUPLDko6tgcO8fTFHqYQPReS18scO/s320/2019+Tarot+Le+us+dance.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Let us dance" 2019</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbqtP1k7-pEm8o-9LUBaw0qeFZFtIbGoLIJ3ETnUb9PbLYTh9qHNApTx3LSuSMlSOWKenZ9e9poYj2YQ0ookP3YMUp1Ne1bHlVF03ksmnnAewPWJXYO2Q3qnm5xZT-l1SwJJeqa1u4xWK/s1731/Tarot+Succubi.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1731" data-original-width="1280" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbqtP1k7-pEm8o-9LUBaw0qeFZFtIbGoLIJ3ETnUb9PbLYTh9qHNApTx3LSuSMlSOWKenZ9e9poYj2YQ0ookP3YMUp1Ne1bHlVF03ksmnnAewPWJXYO2Q3qnm5xZT-l1SwJJeqa1u4xWK/s320/Tarot+Succubi.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tarot card (2019)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXDL7yhti1qnNdHwA4SvGJlyCBvxOs0YcKiX0DwW6Y-dYdfNq8_ytW_wAx1qVwCVnpxEYbdRJg6NuMDsq-yumljj3itVBpqaxbPGVKdoNUCNENnYcj7yrC-3vdRrZkC5m9kmYxRdhvmNw6/s1837/Tarto+Innocentius.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1837" data-original-width="1280" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXDL7yhti1qnNdHwA4SvGJlyCBvxOs0YcKiX0DwW6Y-dYdfNq8_ytW_wAx1qVwCVnpxEYbdRJg6NuMDsq-yumljj3itVBpqaxbPGVKdoNUCNENnYcj7yrC-3vdRrZkC5m9kmYxRdhvmNw6/s320/Tarto+Innocentius.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Innocentius (2019)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfCJtSHR-UI4DZPmi3Qwb4vHrRlfzhqJe4kbuj0yhDyrILJUiqt_-VeVe8IYySuwMeNInEX4P2lfx0p1u7wsARDlfADbD3f2MY0L10Bca50ALUgY52esYoIuVv66DtEZk-RucJXYnO5Z_/s846/2020+Guards.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="639" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfCJtSHR-UI4DZPmi3Qwb4vHrRlfzhqJe4kbuj0yhDyrILJUiqt_-VeVe8IYySuwMeNInEX4P2lfx0p1u7wsARDlfADbD3f2MY0L10Bca50ALUgY52esYoIuVv66DtEZk-RucJXYnO5Z_/s320/2020+Guards.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Unkown Title (2020)</td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: justify;">These days he publishes his sketches through a Facebook page, and he gets involved in many fan projects along with other gamers. Blanche can be occasionally met at gaming conventions around Nottingham, where is often a guest of honour, one of them being BOYL in Newark.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Overall John Blanche is one of the most influential artists in British fantasy art, and certainly the most influential in the history of GW. Even if his art is polarizing and not for everyone, no one can deny that even today all of GW's art exists in his shadow. He is also the only artist that is going to get four posts in Fantasy Visuals on this blog - that was a long ride started a year and a half ago and it took me a long time to go through all his published works. But it was fun, and I learned to appreciate him even more than I did before. I hope you do too!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Leave a comment, if you like, and tell us about your favourite piece from John Blanche. Soon I'll post on a new artist from the '80s.</p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-88508725451767424012021-01-06T03:43:00.006-08:002021-01-06T03:43:51.106-08:00The Children of the Eight-legged Mother - WQ Silver Tower Grot Scuttlings (2016)<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPFVb0JH5T5NBC6_kib6lPeiZ0MZ8Wq6XtWBDpo5ACXXxr0ixUbFv_vzshkEbHlo3d6Td2eeo7mefaoYuhIID8a_C_5aos4Pf3WL3s8ky6IyiRrtLdKGZxffywGAdNZjqIsLfxVtn5Gl2/s500/2020-12-10+005+Spider+Goblins.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="434" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPFVb0JH5T5NBC6_kib6lPeiZ0MZ8Wq6XtWBDpo5ACXXxr0ixUbFv_vzshkEbHlo3d6Td2eeo7mefaoYuhIID8a_C_5aos4Pf3WL3s8ky6IyiRrtLdKGZxffywGAdNZjqIsLfxVtn5Gl2/s320/2020-12-10+005+Spider+Goblins.jpeg" width="320" /> </a></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Every year around this time I feel guilty for buying Warhammer Quest: Silver Tower and never getting around to paint all of its miniatures. I usually promise myself to do that, start with something and then get distracted by something else. This year it was the Grott Scuttlings. What's funny is that I bought a lot of colourful Contrast Paints, with a plan to do them extra Tzeentch-y, and ended up with this Blanchitsu nightmare of mute colours covered in a variety of inks. This is what Bob Ross would call a happy mistake.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCon-5fyH4zKfaASJuN-ybDM-4sD4-WA_1Gb43lwKKc2mM6s-lMEFepzYv_9Z8fm5_CEbdRlZFd6ggkyW6NaaGXAqCeXN92nr5rdhREwlK7Y2tIn7FM0TIMVxTYykQ_OUPR8JzxRKERw5H/s500/2020-12-10+003+Spider+Goblins.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="496" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCon-5fyH4zKfaASJuN-ybDM-4sD4-WA_1Gb43lwKKc2mM6s-lMEFepzYv_9Z8fm5_CEbdRlZFd6ggkyW6NaaGXAqCeXN92nr5rdhREwlK7Y2tIn7FM0TIMVxTYykQ_OUPR8JzxRKERw5H/s320/2020-12-10+003+Spider+Goblins.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">So here's the Children of the Eight-legged Mother: a band of mutant Goblins worshipping a Giant Spider, which they called "Mother". They haunt the forest and come out of dark nights to snatch children away and offer them to their Mother Goddess. Grimdark af.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Kwgu325j3MBSnp3LNUiCGe5flB-pYxIFPatMRxpErcohBm-FkmYIif0BkytlD_GBQSQnOe_KcmjIKwWFS-gF0mRU073XhCXXhBEEP0psa1K15CPzQUXdoAf0sSenVcYf0iYXzgBmnvWX/s500/2020-12-10+002+Spider+Goblins.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Kwgu325j3MBSnp3LNUiCGe5flB-pYxIFPatMRxpErcohBm-FkmYIif0BkytlD_GBQSQnOe_KcmjIKwWFS-gF0mRU073XhCXXhBEEP0psa1K15CPzQUXdoAf0sSenVcYf0iYXzgBmnvWX/s320/2020-12-10+002+Spider+Goblins.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div> <p></p><p>For some reason, these yellowish-tan skinned Goblins give me a lot of 70s/early 80s vibes, something like Rodney Matthews meets the Dark Crystal. really dig that. Anyway, Happy New Year!<br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-62186029339313928422021-01-05T03:27:00.003-08:002021-01-05T16:15:55.996-08:00The Tale of the Black Troll of Colmart, part 3 <div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6f_chI7c7duqfYM0xUjfl7RUVUVNlpctweQ7Mhmx76FjFzs0jN1LXAHpHPywfM3ql1E9mhcZQpzj7ZMqZh1Zu3GyDOtRhzCws4d00f057Fr7lhB50jUol82rXjy0bYLJiyc3tga3PpZt_/s500/2021-01-02+015.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="493" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6f_chI7c7duqfYM0xUjfl7RUVUVNlpctweQ7Mhmx76FjFzs0jN1LXAHpHPywfM3ql1E9mhcZQpzj7ZMqZh1Zu3GyDOtRhzCws4d00f057Fr7lhB50jUol82rXjy0bYLJiyc3tga3PpZt_/s320/2021-01-02+015.jpeg" /></a></div><br /> Continues from <a href="https://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2020/12/the-tale-of-black-troll-of-colmart-part.html">Part II</a>.<p></p><p><i></i></p><blockquote><p><i>"Oi boss! 'Ave you 'eard of dat Troll living down da ruined village?"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Da Black Troll? Da one who ate the knights of da Duke? Har har har, dat's a good tale!"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Dey say 'e's killed some stunties, too! A Trollslayer among dem."</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Did 'e? Sounds we have a real tuff guy down dere, eh?"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Lurpak looked at the leader. Was he having the same thought as he did? He didn't dare to suggest ideas, lest he might think he coveted his position of leader.</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"What do ya want den?" asked Ogrod.<br /></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Lurpak smiled an unctuous, crooked smile: "Are ya finking the same as I do, boss?"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Ogrod looked at Lurpak, that oily bastard. He definitely wanted to be boss: he was cunning, but not brutal enough. He was a cowardly bastard, that's what he was. What did he have in mind this time? he decided to outsmart him.</i></p><p><i>"Maybe I am..." he declared.</i></p><p><i>"Ya're a genius den, boss! With dat Troll in our band no 'un could stand against us, no' even the Duke's knights."</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Ogrod raised an eyebrow. That was either a great idea, or a real stupid one. A Troll in his band? Why not? If only he could be persuaded to join them? But how? He was sure Lurpak had a plan already, that greasy knob.</i></p></blockquote><p><i></i></p><blockquote><i>"I already know what to do... can ya guess </i>my<i> plan, Lurpak?"</i></blockquote><i></i><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Convincin' the Troll will be no easy thing, boss, but if we can get 'im bound in ropes and chains, it's only a matter of time before 'e agrees."</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"And how do you get a Troll in ropes and chains without 'him breaking dem?" Ogrod was so baffled he forgot that they were discussing </i>his<i> plan.</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"First we get 'im to the ground, den we jump on 'im. 'E can break one, two, maybe free chains, but no'... a lo' of dem."</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>The Orc boss winced. It could work. It could also turn into a bloody mess.</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Ah, de 'Ell, I can't 'ide anyfing from ya!" he laughed. He could not turn down the offer at this point. After all, he remembered it was </i>his<i> plan.</i></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;">For this scenario I have a whole force of Goblinoids trying to capture the Troll alive. The victory condition is to have the Troll on the ground (stunned or at 0 W), surrounded by at least 5 models. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr6pX-WNoHt8BzKoHGRxyTM4HFUTTnF2_KA0oo3ceXRVArWgv8AfUdaOptCT8oZGdH7CWOQnHJZ1mdS-dLUmWEScZiapCF7XstmxBu8y6TWhgSiDhA7ak1sliRY1Kz__V4qA7xa0yYUA5Q/s589/2021-01-02+001.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="589" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr6pX-WNoHt8BzKoHGRxyTM4HFUTTnF2_KA0oo3ceXRVArWgv8AfUdaOptCT8oZGdH7CWOQnHJZ1mdS-dLUmWEScZiapCF7XstmxBu8y6TWhgSiDhA7ak1sliRY1Kz__V4qA7xa0yYUA5Q/s320/2021-01-02+001.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Goblinoids are divided into five units. As usual, I use WFB 3rd ed. rules with some Mordheim additions and a couple of house rules.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOu1A2Ty5e0WZzwoxQQz8P2fyiNCoA4otgSoiNBipszZ4qgGfZfNCRFzZbuYlNgl-gB5dChrkwQLfVfj3EObj3vi95nv4W6Q0el-HQ8syYapXJWXH1-RnWyjEGbmEKZkAMQa7zlyJbWQ2/s500/2021-01-02+004.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="392" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOu1A2Ty5e0WZzwoxQQz8P2fyiNCoA4otgSoiNBipszZ4qgGfZfNCRFzZbuYlNgl-gB5dChrkwQLfVfj3EObj3vi95nv4W6Q0el-HQ8syYapXJWXH1-RnWyjEGbmEKZkAMQa7zlyJbWQ2/s320/2021-01-02+004.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><i>" 'Ait, boys. I'm gonna be at the centre," said Ogrod. "I'll 'ave a few of dem Gobboz wiv me, some armed for battle, some wiv nets to slow the beast down."</i></blockquote><p></p><p>Ogrod is a lvl 15 Orc hero, with 4 Goblins armed with hand weapon and shield, and three with nets. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXUmv3k14255rKp-ZesS7tl8jGIqNf2rFk30d_cXm5CNER0cTUAkxpDzZUeZUVgW9OkIv8gN821-x0QqFP9HAdycquph_Pv8HLjR2PghlpjLMFJf1_bbgE9yJSoMP7juGyiqiTGBuTGOCq/s500/2021-01-02+003.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="475" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXUmv3k14255rKp-ZesS7tl8jGIqNf2rFk30d_cXm5CNER0cTUAkxpDzZUeZUVgW9OkIv8gN821-x0QqFP9HAdycquph_Pv8HLjR2PghlpjLMFJf1_bbgE9yJSoMP7juGyiqiTGBuTGOCq/s320/2021-01-02+003.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><i>"Li'l Shrek will be next to me, leadin' dem Snotz. Dey'll carry what I call </i>da Surprises.<i>"</i></blockquote><i></i><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Shrek is a lvl 5 Goblin hero leading 6 Snotlings. They are armed with two Mould Bombs (homebrew rules) - a Yellow Mould bomb (stunning) and a Red Mould bomb (blinding).</p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElreelGlFwpg-XM69e5BcpS0pnaP-MBMeB1IU1tT7-Z1rfU_CZQWt_srrbR7NpytyD_bTzKGQDE6NT8afnJQN-iKSs-OmAUs_HZUiosnqnCWtD36WvFWBaqABl4pjwdhLHPTRMM7SA6Ho/s507/2021-01-02+005.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="507" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhElreelGlFwpg-XM69e5BcpS0pnaP-MBMeB1IU1tT7-Z1rfU_CZQWt_srrbR7NpytyD_bTzKGQDE6NT8afnJQN-iKSs-OmAUs_HZUiosnqnCWtD36WvFWBaqABl4pjwdhLHPTRMM7SA6Ho/s320/2021-01-02+005.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p><i></i></p><blockquote><i>"Lurpak, ya'll be on my over side, with da Gobbo archers."</i></blockquote><p></p><p>Lurpak is a lvl 5 Orc hero leading 6 Goblins armed with short bows.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7q0QkVGQwQ54GXUOTx9Sk_TbZKn1uh2S8VGAdMzoOmCfkoGqvumA4m-9e7UdGBuVIm4XlDvPnhjf6t0RyNNjrWM8MqpUvjpnmDYvXVKy5Ro7vfV0WPBN5TnE6NEm51R1REY9JWjXaMdSZ/s500/2021-01-02+006.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7q0QkVGQwQ54GXUOTx9Sk_TbZKn1uh2S8VGAdMzoOmCfkoGqvumA4m-9e7UdGBuVIm4XlDvPnhjf6t0RyNNjrWM8MqpUvjpnmDYvXVKy5Ro7vfV0WPBN5TnE6NEm51R1REY9JWjXaMdSZ/s320/2021-01-02+006.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p><i></i></p><blockquote><i>"On the far left I'll 'ave Gridd with 'is Squigs. Dey'll sniff the beast out of 'is 'ole."</i></blockquote><p></p><p>Gridd is a lvl 5 Goblin hero with 3 Squigs.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio02R0p0miEUaG3h-NvQg2sYo6rnoZnUb9Ws74NRKeK-XFFuc0pw8MhVgWEYgxwwSR45cahfrfZiZ1kE3uRpKrCBbyBmC5T4zZ7TNLztkPS6p8golD4URBzDhkjZ2mIwFqkVcFR1OgVGSu/s500/2021-01-02+002.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="492" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio02R0p0miEUaG3h-NvQg2sYo6rnoZnUb9Ws74NRKeK-XFFuc0pw8MhVgWEYgxwwSR45cahfrfZiZ1kE3uRpKrCBbyBmC5T4zZ7TNLztkPS6p8golD4URBzDhkjZ2mIwFqkVcFR1OgVGSu/s320/2021-01-02+002.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div> <p></p><p><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"On the far rite I want my faisful Clift. Good lad. Take da Gobboz wiv da spears and poke at the Troll to push it into our trap."</i></blockquote></div><p> <br /></p><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>So it was that, a few nights later, the band of Ogrod was nearing Colmart.</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Oi, dem Trolls smell like Squig shit." said Clift. Gridd, the Squig handler, gave him a sideways look.<br /></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Worse dan dat," chuckled Shrek, who didn't like Gridd at all. "Dey smell like Squig vomit, he he he!"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Shu' up you lot," ordered Ogrod. "Gridd, go 'round the village on da left and find the beast. Lurpak, go on da other side an if ya see 'im gi' us a shout."</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Slowly, the Goblinoid band entered the village, expecting an ambush at every corner.</i></p></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiUcdIYzSxtFGR6lYzwoXOno7wDjsDprdPpPEIisdY66bDGF6lz8U75Nv5uOSNAleFgak9USOglBgLXSEK4_m-G4aHzIJFjKFoATe0CnUo5R6Xfgmlha5T1hbN1f984hrRxqZUJXi7eM7F/s1000/2021-01-02+008.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="816" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiUcdIYzSxtFGR6lYzwoXOno7wDjsDprdPpPEIisdY66bDGF6lz8U75Nv5uOSNAleFgak9USOglBgLXSEK4_m-G4aHzIJFjKFoATe0CnUo5R6Xfgmlha5T1hbN1f984hrRxqZUJXi7eM7F/s320/2021-01-02+008.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZf93TMNDI8Q0GCfr4fBVM-kwC4cTd11Ak2CRWYHuQq3_w5Wlirb4cmyTbU0e3TuksYVXrC9yGKkUJfPUzz8M0DuIrESyDRzgJaa8_KdCxTb9tzAcgqrYSql6BI4R2Gk1uLW3K5fM9ZNdM/s500/2021-01-02+009.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="409" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZf93TMNDI8Q0GCfr4fBVM-kwC4cTd11Ak2CRWYHuQq3_w5Wlirb4cmyTbU0e3TuksYVXrC9yGKkUJfPUzz8M0DuIrESyDRzgJaa8_KdCxTb9tzAcgqrYSql6BI4R2Gk1uLW3K5fM9ZNdM/s320/2021-01-02+009.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>The Black Troll had smelled them, too. It hadn't met Goblinoids for a while. There were many of them, and they were making a lot of noise. It decided to hide </i>(Stupidity test successful)<i>, as it usually did, and ambush them at the right time.</i></p><p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0_Kp-qXecpACRsqL2AeukyHXMCUTHLkh8nB1MTSa9SMSkEhstyGKAA7jCPBOkmjEb092q27OUAT_CzuUcNYB230XSZasR0jItsF_DutAv-0BhIEYvhGcT5Yii3ztV-XbckRNmXvozViQi/s500/2021-01-02+007.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="483" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0_Kp-qXecpACRsqL2AeukyHXMCUTHLkh8nB1MTSa9SMSkEhstyGKAA7jCPBOkmjEb092q27OUAT_CzuUcNYB230XSZasR0jItsF_DutAv-0BhIEYvhGcT5Yii3ztV-XbckRNmXvozViQi/s320/2021-01-02+007.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></div><i></i><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Ogrod and Clift were now in Colmart's central square. There was Troll shit everywhere, and pieces of metal here and there: belt buckles, rusted daggers, arrow-heads. A Troll's stomach can easily digest bones, clothes and even leather and usually only leaves metal behind. </i><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Ogrod looked at his vanguard: Lurpak was slowly prowling through the woods on the right, but Gridd had stopped: he was half hidden among the fields and wildly gesturing at him.</i></p><p><i>"I fink 'e's found the Troll," he said. "Let's move slowly."</i></p><p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjup6pl1YSc_MwtDJQ7FSZACFO1DIpp-EMaeocZKCTVbCSch9WmO9ZtlEvKCZNhb4otF8Y00v7m_yDo_YHDDc5TXR4MK8EGCXciz_AnpPTam_mFMDEjny-4jnPogHOgj1tOWOZKCZwxPrzw/s500/2021-01-02+011.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="438" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjup6pl1YSc_MwtDJQ7FSZACFO1DIpp-EMaeocZKCTVbCSch9WmO9ZtlEvKCZNhb4otF8Y00v7m_yDo_YHDDc5TXR4MK8EGCXciz_AnpPTam_mFMDEjny-4jnPogHOgj1tOWOZKCZwxPrzw/s320/2021-01-02+011.jpeg" /></a></i></div><i></i><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The Troll was waiting: where were they? The noise had stopped. It was listening intently to locate his foes, not knowing to be in fact surrounded by them (</i>Stupidity test failed<i>). This gave the Goblinoids the time to get close.</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Be quiet, stupid beast!" ordered Gridd to Orange, who was growling. As an answer, Red also started growling. And the Troll heard that (</i>Stupidity test passed<i>). There they were, hiding among the grasses! It charged, waving his great axe, and brought it down on Purple. </i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Nooo!" groaned Gridd. Purple was his most loyal Squig. Poor, good boy. The other two Squigs jumped at the Troll, but were unable to bite at his legs. Gridd also attacked with his Squig prodder, but didn't dare to get too close to the monster.</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><blockquote><i>"Well done!" shouted Ogrod to Gridd. "Keep it distracted, we're coming'!"</i></blockquote><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQihg7Hi_eG2KOMgL9N5G3KLYzaOuRBFUL_Tk8itUtwdW1Zy-LWqggQWz4MrDOGTXxMynYFZ9n7e-DkGacr_sfR-AVcDG4dR-IfSSd2LE5J5rJr5RyPA9GIyktwfnz4QcC2sZ5_1zhA0hn/s750/2021-01-02+017.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="563" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQihg7Hi_eG2KOMgL9N5G3KLYzaOuRBFUL_Tk8itUtwdW1Zy-LWqggQWz4MrDOGTXxMynYFZ9n7e-DkGacr_sfR-AVcDG4dR-IfSSd2LE5J5rJr5RyPA9GIyktwfnz4QcC2sZ5_1zhA0hn/s320/2021-01-02+017.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FQZmq1Gb3jzDpi_6AROWYvMXffellNIeSTaZOYMYdpTBh8hyphenhyphenESSUEewZeVHBy0UOzkWRLiJCsWjxeuYezNWT1tGH1OlxFp6lkAtzzpW81El3VbCX2j1gYBlK4rdSoKNKbLMIjkw48cxR/s500/2021-01-02+016.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="453" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-FQZmq1Gb3jzDpi_6AROWYvMXffellNIeSTaZOYMYdpTBh8hyphenhyphenESSUEewZeVHBy0UOzkWRLiJCsWjxeuYezNWT1tGH1OlxFp6lkAtzzpW81El3VbCX2j1gYBlK4rdSoKNKbLMIjkw48cxR/s320/2021-01-02+016.jpeg" /></a></div><p><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Those Squigs were nasty and they were constantly drooling on its feet. The Black Troll swung his axe left and right but they were jumping back and forth, avoiding it and snapping their jaws at him. It was getting really upset. And that Goblin with that metal spear was getting on its nerves, too...</i></blockquote></div> <p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Meanwhile the rest of the Goblinoids were getting close. Ogrod's Goblins threw three nets, two of which landed on the Troll's back, and one on Orange (1 on the To Hit roll). Lurpak and his archers swung a volley of arrows at the Troll and managed to hurt him (1W). Gridd cursed at them, as some arrows flew too close to his Squigs. Roaring, the Troll freed himself of the nets, but lost precious time (2 attacks). Orange freed itself, too, losing his single attack. Now all the Goblinoids were in position for the final attack.</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGVFWX1RLYuVh8DYtMWYWwTYKNd2saDKKakiatez68E_qi6iSAaxNLmF1EwjECZM3GE1oyuBUL90kyDGcyAl66XJ5ImUxHxIos4CqRuTL6Bxke9IB2CG9u2rcrvOV0ea5shkfMmXYxP29/s500/2021-01-02+018.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="451" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGVFWX1RLYuVh8DYtMWYWwTYKNd2saDKKakiatez68E_qi6iSAaxNLmF1EwjECZM3GE1oyuBUL90kyDGcyAl66XJ5ImUxHxIos4CqRuTL6Bxke9IB2CG9u2rcrvOV0ea5shkfMmXYxP29/s320/2021-01-02+018.jpeg" /></a></div> <br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgETVgw3relyYTxsI5hRlXduerITVhDa8Zb4eyShchDOWCJsTxGq9CJp32SqUl53cC_CfwImAn2mZh9Vn9yUOBn-lUwyraxHcK69TYkvKlAGpMjsofDqAtulFTFk7NQdBVloAQTiqdsUQOK/s750/2021-01-02+019.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="563" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgETVgw3relyYTxsI5hRlXduerITVhDa8Zb4eyShchDOWCJsTxGq9CJp32SqUl53cC_CfwImAn2mZh9Vn9yUOBn-lUwyraxHcK69TYkvKlAGpMjsofDqAtulFTFk7NQdBVloAQTiqdsUQOK/s320/2021-01-02+019.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> <blockquote><i>"That's it, we're ready!" shouted now Ogrod. "Get out of da way, Gridd!"</i></blockquote></div><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>The Squig handler did not wait for the boss to repeat that. He turned his tail and flew - that was a mistake, because the Troll saw him (</i>free hack attack<i>) and smashed him to the ground. The Squigs, deprived of their minder, went mad and continued to yelp and bite at the Troll's feet.</i> <br /></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYR1SY4d8Uw96R__QnkmUHgSQVTfrZnL6_J8OuttgXonbIb3K65bswuLYc_mTp6lIuE6n2Xr2Xk3mJ6T8eUuf9eeRjhl_VwffxpVEMXx8guGHBa1cMrTRql4mivvtnP5jKYHkRevVKFhX/s500/2021-01-02+020.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="462" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYR1SY4d8Uw96R__QnkmUHgSQVTfrZnL6_J8OuttgXonbIb3K65bswuLYc_mTp6lIuE6n2Xr2Xk3mJ6T8eUuf9eeRjhl_VwffxpVEMXx8guGHBa1cMrTRql4mivvtnP5jKYHkRevVKFhX/s320/2021-01-02+020.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p><i>"Bring out </i>da Yellow Suprise<i>!" bellowed Ogrod. Shrek looked at the Snotlings and nodded. They started to jump up and down excited, and one of them ran out of the group holding what looked like a large yellowish puffball mushroom and launched it at the Troll...</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06qA2bSUllag8aBHSKwkHdlsqaIseIJJsTYdlecx01mMUXhPpUqi0lIn-82BHQ4lmOU-0vUJR7zb0ciDKwlAvV1CjdOLghyk-QHEQm4cyBi3YAVJ0EiPSQHoR_ej4iNBO3BPJnNe1nfCw/s500/2021-01-02+024.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="432" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06qA2bSUllag8aBHSKwkHdlsqaIseIJJsTYdlecx01mMUXhPpUqi0lIn-82BHQ4lmOU-0vUJR7zb0ciDKwlAvV1CjdOLghyk-QHEQm4cyBi3YAVJ0EiPSQHoR_ej4iNBO3BPJnNe1nfCw/s320/2021-01-02+024.jpeg" /></a></i></div><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i> The Yellow Mould Bomb flew, a bit too far maybe... it passed the Troll and landed just a few feet away from him (</i>failed BS roll resulted in the bomb landing 1d3'' away in a random direction, effectively 3'' beyond the maximum range of 6''<i>). Then it exploded (</i>the 2d3 roll resulted in an explosion with a 4'' radius)<i>, and engulfed the Troll and the two Squigs </i>(ending less than an inch away from Ogrod<i>). A yellow cloud of spores covered the fields, and within moments the Troll and the Squigs were lying on the ground, twitching as if in a dream </i>(everyone who is not a Snotling or doesn't breathe is stunned and to the ground)<i>.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1qeuEnjMRphUmdYYrZ3_3vFGp0NGhX0xD9Yqtu2Ma_xc7ruc8LySZy7aDGJyxJmdHvhgxkj3hQL1QUxdiog2t0Q2yURGVwEoMrTR0GcX2zgGaj7x71G5ZSceey4gFpoEPudubjer0H6vE/s500/2021-01-02+025.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="460" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1qeuEnjMRphUmdYYrZ3_3vFGp0NGhX0xD9Yqtu2Ma_xc7ruc8LySZy7aDGJyxJmdHvhgxkj3hQL1QUxdiog2t0Q2yURGVwEoMrTR0GcX2zgGaj7x71G5ZSceey4gFpoEPudubjer0H6vE/s320/2021-01-02+025.jpeg" /></a></i></div><i></i><p></p><p><i><i></i></i></p><blockquote><p><i><i>The cloud dissipated almost immediatedly </i>(roll of 1 on 1d3 rounds)<i> and as soon as that happened, Ogrod gave the order.</i></i></p><p><i>"Pin 'im!" he shouted. "Don't le' it get up!"</i></p></blockquote><p><i></i></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZjceahwHczkAMLsH4dJb1PX_Zl-tHLpuZlBTieXBFh5_gSLrDZt6gJjp_qmM98C14T2uJtBnBxlyZw_9MdtqrxPvKJQmAaLZyP6woH7YJ1V_3COqJ36QPEAO5muF6D05HM49E2s6ArRzY/s778/2021-01-02+026.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="778" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZjceahwHczkAMLsH4dJb1PX_Zl-tHLpuZlBTieXBFh5_gSLrDZt6gJjp_qmM98C14T2uJtBnBxlyZw_9MdtqrxPvKJQmAaLZyP6woH7YJ1V_3COqJ36QPEAO5muF6D05HM49E2s6ArRzY/s320/2021-01-02+026.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></div><i></i><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The Troll was just beginning to come to its senses, when it was overwhelmed by a mob of Goblinoids - there were Orcs, Goblins and Snotlings, each holding a rope, a chain or a net. He tried to move but could not - his legs and arms were bound and his head was covered with a large bag.</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Har har!" laughed Ogrod. "We did it! And with minimum losses!"<br /></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Actually Gridd and Purple are alrite, boss," confirmed Clift, poking their moaning bodies on the ground </i>(both passed their survival roll on the Casualty Table)<i>. "You're a lucky basterd, ahn't you Gridd?"</i></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Just at that moment, Shrek was coming up from the main building, dragging a large, two-handed axe which looked of Dwarfish make: "We found lots of gold, boss, a proper treasure! And this one, too: I reckon it would make a fine weapon for ya. Be careful, cuts like 'Ell!"</i></blockquote></div><i><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>So it was that the village of Colmart was freed of the Black Troll that haunted it, but at the same time the name of Ogrod rose to fame. Tales of dread told of a ruthless Orc Boss leading an army of Goblinoids which included the Black Troll. Ogrod the Headtaker, he was named, after his habit of decapitating prisoners with his Great Axe and displaying their heads as grim testimonies of his passage. Not only the lands around Colmart, but the whole duchy of Gisoreux was now in the grip of his fear: whole villages were depopulated, and castles would rather pay tribute than face a siege from the Goblinoids.</i></blockquote></div><p></p></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-5265017541875496982020-12-26T09:35:00.001-08:002020-12-26T09:35:08.833-08:00The Headtaker - MM25 Marauder Orc (1989)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix5vYDeqS8etOP795hFcusAok1MDim9jOD4BLiJM13qTH0uKPJ9ieWpnM_pEMSxy2SEWXhZfqNoccMScHjNe66kqeOc0QAQhr891LB4BfQjWeLITTxLwNuMxISNm89JlcV1PmOQN_Eir9t/s1500/2020-10-24+011+Headtaker.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1165" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix5vYDeqS8etOP795hFcusAok1MDim9jOD4BLiJM13qTH0uKPJ9ieWpnM_pEMSxy2SEWXhZfqNoccMScHjNe66kqeOc0QAQhr891LB4BfQjWeLITTxLwNuMxISNm89JlcV1PmOQN_Eir9t/s320/2020-10-24+011+Headtaker.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Got this on eBay, who knows when. It was definitely in a bundle. I am not an Orc lover, to be honest, but this figure looked cool. So when Phil Gregory aka oldmanpaints launched his Old Orc competition for Orctober, this is what I found in my lead pile. Literally, the only Orc there was.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3YjUffDvQGozsTpGZpZa2Sl26NL86tM9hYog8Qs5MIx6XGyRwHtQmr3yjgd7UuREMgsUlB6Zks7LzGvMuDDFBKnMFiAsMeeYaAZrUsSPdadwh88nLNGwBJtn-XSolrWo4hrsK3PdkpicK/s2048/2020-10-24+005+Headtaker.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3YjUffDvQGozsTpGZpZa2Sl26NL86tM9hYog8Qs5MIx6XGyRwHtQmr3yjgd7UuREMgsUlB6Zks7LzGvMuDDFBKnMFiAsMeeYaAZrUsSPdadwh88nLNGwBJtn-XSolrWo4hrsK3PdkpicK/s320/2020-10-24+005+Headtaker.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I learned only later that this is a Marauder MM25 Orc, sculpted in 1989 by Aly Morrison and sold in a blister of four. I love the heavy armour that defines Black Orcs, heavy scale hauberk that contrast with the later Middlehammer silly plates with spikes and horns. The shield was missing and I decided to play with a couple of Elf heads taken from the GW Zombies sprue, and so the Headtaker was born.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV6Rk_OBIWBzDk3033XoOYLM2SA5N9tukL3MOoAy60IkR3ISIYCwnunu7qgOY78EowJc0j4GKp_isvsn8YehX0F9tAz3gByJQcg0VrrBieLhXEtkW-CCt2QB-1WLQ6l1W_u3qh6c6NjyTE/s500/2020-10-24+026+Headtaker.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="438" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV6Rk_OBIWBzDk3033XoOYLM2SA5N9tukL3MOoAy60IkR3ISIYCwnunu7qgOY78EowJc0j4GKp_isvsn8YehX0F9tAz3gByJQcg0VrrBieLhXEtkW-CCt2QB-1WLQ6l1W_u3qh6c6NjyTE/s320/2020-10-24+026+Headtaker.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I had lots of fun painting this, mostly because looking at other painters motivated me to improve and experiment. Besides conversion, which is not so common for me, I tried Blood for the Blood God colour with some interesting results. </p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjehIVwxhNHl69Uxvc9tw7KGtB4xfxIwNIlIibeyBhG0HVnOlOyk97c664EoksAUNmOHAGZ5hnPnqPlteiKMC_B8rv1lREG44gaz1K7XZkHuvgnI3oSCVJz_V67VASmj3FmRLezYWTQDuWa/s750/2020-10-24+015+Headtaker.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="563" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjehIVwxhNHl69Uxvc9tw7KGtB4xfxIwNIlIibeyBhG0HVnOlOyk97c664EoksAUNmOHAGZ5hnPnqPlteiKMC_B8rv1lREG44gaz1K7XZkHuvgnI3oSCVJz_V67VASmj3FmRLezYWTQDuWa/s320/2020-10-24+015+Headtaker.jpeg" /></a></div> <p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">The final result is a very brutal-looking Orc, displaying the heads of two Elfs, probably captured scouts, while he wields his bloodied axe and offers a bloodied grin. Glorious.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOdhoAEOqbwg3RYN19TGVwEpWup8f5Ub2-3jv9A2vsAeO7C-4c0fl_U9gRfqujjk25jMz3ql24gIi2e9s_loLwwvqkK84heXpj3Y1vNFbk-Yrruhnj_DXlC5G4aKLn95Z47W7dMaad46t3/s500/2020-10-24+009+Headtaker.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="416" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOdhoAEOqbwg3RYN19TGVwEpWup8f5Ub2-3jv9A2vsAeO7C-4c0fl_U9gRfqujjk25jMz3ql24gIi2e9s_loLwwvqkK84heXpj3Y1vNFbk-Yrruhnj_DXlC5G4aKLn95Z47W7dMaad46t3/s320/2020-10-24+009+Headtaker.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-51262428170864823592020-12-26T06:18:00.007-08:002020-12-26T06:53:45.211-08:00The Tale of the Black Troll of Colmart, part 2<div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBJMOiQJlxzIGSiyQkc80bw3l4JiBzMmKfyaBY8fSfa_avem2QMzZ01UKQFEhzJsFMagk2XJOPI-CW3LsArG0MNulggC-BfO0R-fOrBREwcWt3ampaNJBUAaY3b6gWl3BhyQQWoc3yzom/s750/2020-12-08+017+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="634" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBJMOiQJlxzIGSiyQkc80bw3l4JiBzMmKfyaBY8fSfa_avem2QMzZ01UKQFEhzJsFMagk2XJOPI-CW3LsArG0MNulggC-BfO0R-fOrBREwcWt3ampaNJBUAaY3b6gWl3BhyQQWoc3yzom/s320/2020-12-08+017+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></div> </div><div><div style="text-align: justify;">This a battle report, following from <a href="https://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2020/12/the-tale-of-black-troll-of-colmart.html">Part 1</a>. The rules are again WFB 3rd edition with Mordheim and common sense additions to make skirmishing more interesting.</div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Unhappy was the court of Marcus, Duke of Gisoreux. Two of their best knights were dead and one shamed, and the Black Troll still haunted the ruins of the village of Colmart. Who would save the honour of the Duke? If only most of the other knights were not already engaged with other quests... but alas, Duke Marcus's call for more valiant knights to fight the Troll had no response.</i></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Truth be said, most of those so-called quests his knights were engaged in were vague at best, but these are details that epic tales like to forget. No one questions the bravery of the knights of Gisoreux without consequences (unless the one questioning is a Black Troll, </i>ca va sans dire<i>).</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>About that time, two pleaders were admitted to a hearing with the Duke. Fred and Wendel were their names, and they were Dwarf miners from the Mountains to the East. They were as shady as a Dwarf miner can be, so shady that the Duke was tempted to have them kicked out of his palace.</i></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Harken our words, my lord!" called Fred. "We have heard of the Beast that plagues the eastern marches of your lands, and come to offer our help. Trolls are foul creatures our race is familiar with. We know, in fact, a champion who has made a name by slaying them: his name is Gugnir Trollslayer. We would be honoured to serve you and have you and your subjects freed of the Monster!"</i></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The Duke's attention was picked. Gugnir Trollslayer was a mighty name, so mighty no one would have doubted the warrior's prowess.</i></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Our kin, however, lives far to the East and we are poor. We ask you no money, but to cover our travelling costs and those of the Trollslayer... and if he succeeds, he would also require a suitable reward."</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Of course!" said, the Duke. "Ask my bailiff for whatever you need, and you shall have it. Bring me the Troll's head and your champion shall have gold aplenty. Go forth and return with mighty Gugnir!"</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Dwarfish travelling costs turned out to be significantly higher than Human ones. Especially Gugnir relied on a special diet requiring raw meat from freshly killed livestock, and a single luxury room at every stop. He also needed a private coach, just for him, furbished with suitable materials such as silk, silver plating and a coachman in livery. The bailiff, not wanting to discuss with his Master or to get involved in the preparations, agreed to give the Dwarfs a large bag of gold, leaving the details of the trip to them.</i></blockquote></div><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>A couple of weeks later, the Dwarfs were approaching Colmart. Gugnir was muttering, as usual. Gugnir the Mad was his real nickname among Dwarfs. He was technically a Trollslayer by vocation, even though he had not yet killed a Troll. But he was a mighty warrior. He was muttering because he was out of alcohol: he had agreed to follow the two miners and be paid in booze. They had travelled on foot and slept in the cheapest inns, sometimes in stables. Gugnir had not once complained about this, but when the wine was finished he always became nervous.</i></p></blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;">Wendel and Fred are two level 5 heroes, one armed with a two-handed hammer, the other with hand weapon and an arquebus. Gugnir the Mad is a level 10 hero, armed with a two-handed axe of Piercing (reduces armour save by 1). Being a Trollslayer, he is subject to Alcoholism and Frenzy.<br /></div></div><div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Ba7IGHrJjE1LRuaAJDRhYacC_4DQJjkKZQHw3Os6pHlAIHHS1PtX-84iWv8GeGc9YzmWHgmULTqCWKjr_zp73wcwyvHHdDR3-1ZCq_pnyaOCjg2eSn7_3fgNUmZQH1QFWDYg6Egf1KVT/s500/2020-12-08+001+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Ba7IGHrJjE1LRuaAJDRhYacC_4DQJjkKZQHw3Os6pHlAIHHS1PtX-84iWv8GeGc9YzmWHgmULTqCWKjr_zp73wcwyvHHdDR3-1ZCq_pnyaOCjg2eSn7_3fgNUmZQH1QFWDYg6Egf1KVT/s320/2020-12-08+001+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The three Dwarf heroes approach Colmart</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><i></i></div><div><i></i><p></p><p></p><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Where's this blasted Troll?" asked Gugnir. "Let's kill it and get something to drink."</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"It must be here... can't you smell it in the air?"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"I can't smell after that time I got hammered in eastern Kislev. Damn their vodka and those crazy drinking games." </i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Did you compete against Humans?"</i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Those kossars are half Goblinoids if you ask me. I won in the end. We all passed out but I was the only one to wake up the following morning. Lost my sense of smell, though, vodka burned my nose nerves... or something." <br /></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"I think it is near." said Fred. "You hide behind a house and I shall bait it with my arquebus."</i></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtphfvjDd_fJ7-hDKP9fvBG8ROMXxr71vnRAf14MTvsNcuxaXXaU2TzLZWSyhHDFXVH-gLuI8Rspxvl7TEymBUBAgVnUUGQu5oPIqbz3Kud6oaRcZf-FItOx8gGrcEXWf5J4M-2832Dy3i/s750/2020-12-08+003+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtphfvjDd_fJ7-hDKP9fvBG8ROMXxr71vnRAf14MTvsNcuxaXXaU2TzLZWSyhHDFXVH-gLuI8Rspxvl7TEymBUBAgVnUUGQu5oPIqbz3Kud6oaRcZf-FItOx8gGrcEXWf5J4M-2832Dy3i/s320/2020-12-08+003+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Fred spots the Black Troll, while the other two Dwarfs hide.</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"I smell Dwarfs," thought the Black Troll. He had bad memories of Dwarfs. Stringy, dry-meated Dwarfs in the mountains, full of tricks. "Me no like Dwarfs. This time</i> I <i>play trick on them."</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Troll succeeded again in his Stupidity Test and decided to steer clear of the arquebus range and walk behind a house.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAMmBWWLxZw0AbuQdYUjWY7bZaQXNx9T2wBNPWAcBv-9SJO4GeVhmsvIU7pkAlxtAmgsj6K6TeRDV-ReaHDuVxMxZbMytdZlA9s2-q8MZ012AkI2nS0dPRqOoPW1YQAzHoGbP-bLaAxfy6/s500/2020-12-08+004+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="462" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAMmBWWLxZw0AbuQdYUjWY7bZaQXNx9T2wBNPWAcBv-9SJO4GeVhmsvIU7pkAlxtAmgsj6K6TeRDV-ReaHDuVxMxZbMytdZlA9s2-q8MZ012AkI2nS0dPRqOoPW1YQAzHoGbP-bLaAxfy6/s320/2020-12-08+004+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">The Black Troll is an ambush expert, at least among Trolls.</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><blockquote><i>"I'll distract him," said Fred. "You go the opposite side and take him from the back."</i></blockquote><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN_MpKXQWYnCn077fP6OYv8EtzK3ce5dxUFmr4Clsb5-KV5Dal8p04B-5Q55f-W4DBqKJlaPIXhInjbLgqs19opu02i1Du2mN5mHUnfUMbO-X9n_yshvM2dBxtQJDDRHQ-gUT0RMQ3305L/s750/2020-12-08+005+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg"></a></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN_MpKXQWYnCn077fP6OYv8EtzK3ce5dxUFmr4Clsb5-KV5Dal8p04B-5Q55f-W4DBqKJlaPIXhInjbLgqs19opu02i1Du2mN5mHUnfUMbO-X9n_yshvM2dBxtQJDDRHQ-gUT0RMQ3305L/s750/2020-12-08+005+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="608" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN_MpKXQWYnCn077fP6OYv8EtzK3ce5dxUFmr4Clsb5-KV5Dal8p04B-5Q55f-W4DBqKJlaPIXhInjbLgqs19opu02i1Du2mN5mHUnfUMbO-X9n_yshvM2dBxtQJDDRHQ-gUT0RMQ3305L/s320/2020-12-08+005+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>"Hey ho! Stupid brute, look at me!" yelled Fred, his eyes peeking from over a low wall. BLAM! shoot his gun, emitting a puff of smoke. The bullet missed the Troll, who look more puzzled than angry. Was that Dwarf challenging him, or playing some new trick? Meanwhile, Wendel and Gugnir were sneaking behind him.</i></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIX2CJBmLgtGEzQP7zhCZPDtFyRH664wHqCNNUAEX_dGan4kIlqm9IO-O0fyhTseoQ6BlZa7t8tVoym9Asg2Co22pw6A6VM9LPbaJHxE-Y7rPBUxsmFQsPeF6YpFqw85aLsiXJsB_AMa25/s750/2020-12-08+006+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="606" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIX2CJBmLgtGEzQP7zhCZPDtFyRH664wHqCNNUAEX_dGan4kIlqm9IO-O0fyhTseoQ6BlZa7t8tVoym9Asg2Co22pw6A6VM9LPbaJHxE-Y7rPBUxsmFQsPeF6YpFqw85aLsiXJsB_AMa25/s320/2020-12-08+006+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">After some consideration (3 on Ld test successful) the Troll decided there was no trick: that Dwarf was challenging him, and so he charged. Just when the two Dwarfs were almost upon him, he sprinted towards Fred!</div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExD8rKxpeb4yQ-E9Sxk-T8fY2DchlEeholraegYeIToGxSI7v6nt-c1skn15VHmY6mJO6Lr7TVRQwCJz7MBUJB5qToqG7ZqhpMXB-_FafKUggRJE8Sg9MRFVnIt05nmwijHriNXG1U4aH/s500/2020-12-08+010+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="415" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExD8rKxpeb4yQ-E9Sxk-T8fY2DchlEeholraegYeIToGxSI7v6nt-c1skn15VHmY6mJO6Lr7TVRQwCJz7MBUJB5qToqG7ZqhpMXB-_FafKUggRJE8Sg9MRFVnIt05nmwijHriNXG1U4aH/s320/2020-12-08+010+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>BLAM! shoot again the Dwarf, and again missed</i> (roll 1)<i>. "Take this, you stunty!" yelled the Black Troll, raising his stone axe over his head. Fred tried to hide behind the wall, crouching pitifully and praying to all the Dwarf Gods, but to no avail. With a mighty thump</i> (Thumping attack)<i> the Troll's stone axe reduced the Dwarf miner to a pulp. </i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrmrI814BZo1nWkY1ewE0VxZx6bmTa7UXHiAngO35wLsGiRs_OzTmgDnuhf66lqFvFjao7Qj-tQkQK8w_IpaZVjjdxdJVGfCiBKE6Y8LJGVAe4ZzJWJ4KVUl56F41zesvLrZM_tq7v9E92/s500/2020-12-08+012+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="485" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrmrI814BZo1nWkY1ewE0VxZx6bmTa7UXHiAngO35wLsGiRs_OzTmgDnuhf66lqFvFjao7Qj-tQkQK8w_IpaZVjjdxdJVGfCiBKE6Y8LJGVAe4ZzJWJ4KVUl56F41zesvLrZM_tq7v9E92/s320/2020-12-08+012+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"That'll teach you!" sentenced the Troll, looking with satisfaction at the mess he had made. He stood there in contemplation</i> (Stupidity Test failed)<i> while the other two miners charged him, yelling wildly.</i><br /></blockquote></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCbI54stZn6Z1a2x91_0aVOVoFUsXMEOLQnz_HZF6Y9TrhlcS-_MbiqcRtBL9niGSY64IxKPcZ2foh-tSxDDdfqze8KmrAqBsa521-VUWekCDhtyHV8DLqVWxw7MydJtqyGQV0hhladam/s750/2020-12-08+013+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="631" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCbI54stZn6Z1a2x91_0aVOVoFUsXMEOLQnz_HZF6Y9TrhlcS-_MbiqcRtBL9niGSY64IxKPcZ2foh-tSxDDdfqze8KmrAqBsa521-VUWekCDhtyHV8DLqVWxw7MydJtqyGQV0hhladam/s320/2020-12-08+013+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></div><div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Die, you bastard!" cried Gugnir. Wielding his mighty two handed axe, whose edge never blunted, he inflicted several deep wounds</i> (2, leaving the Troll at 1W). <i>Wendel, by a wrong decision, had taken a different charging route and was still on the way.</i></blockquote></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxda3mE1_5_QlCvZi_MDzEbSTZIjhfsFx0g-N0Izme8Vxjv1Ls82cdd1a7VAeaQP5hxR0tg3Um6ArMtnLQN2PMOiYCW5WLTX9goyIMWZN1LXSYZPkTXY6lP0FGNYFgp1i30GMEVBLitUvA/s750/2020-12-08+014+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="675" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxda3mE1_5_QlCvZi_MDzEbSTZIjhfsFx0g-N0Izme8Vxjv1Ls82cdd1a7VAeaQP5hxR0tg3Um6ArMtnLQN2PMOiYCW5WLTX9goyIMWZN1LXSYZPkTXY6lP0FGNYFgp1i30GMEVBLitUvA/s320/2020-12-08+014+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The Black Troll screamed from pain and turned towards the Trollslayer. "I knew it was a trick!". He was so angry it made him sick, so sick he felt the urge to vomit.</i></blockquote></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Bleaargh!" went the Troll, and Gugnir was engulfed by the wave of digestive acid from his belly, and fell screaming.</i></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwW-U5yevGHa1zzK2celkwqJpm93anmd1diaiV7JGL-aRf1u3-7PdSfEfsmasGdoB29LQ1x-uAf4CQS_cg8dY8ONj8SCLOlOMnePtq2IOFuqczbBMrshEjc1X92DmZglyHnbW6lDUUlAI3/s750/2020-12-08+016+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="639" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwW-U5yevGHa1zzK2celkwqJpm93anmd1diaiV7JGL-aRf1u3-7PdSfEfsmasGdoB29LQ1x-uAf4CQS_cg8dY8ONj8SCLOlOMnePtq2IOFuqczbBMrshEjc1X92DmZglyHnbW6lDUUlAI3/s320/2020-12-08+016+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" /></a></i></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>"Shit." was all Wendel thought, finding himself alone and only a few yards away from the Troll. It took a moment for him to turn his heels and run away. Unfortunately for him, the Troll was still angry</i> <i>with Dwarfs </i>(Stupidity Test successful!) <i>and it ran after him.</i> </blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh237i-h_SIQdIFEirhTbPLn5vlRh5CAJdlWZFENc2FeVZBNxGzdHMw5I1_goQQj6EiDGf6-1x0V2yai4JMcZmcDrYyof4DBTYPP8ncOib6a4VeBmpWNZk1MugKDRSx7s_Snj3jhHggfAnf/s500/2020-12-08+018+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="496" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh237i-h_SIQdIFEirhTbPLn5vlRh5CAJdlWZFENc2FeVZBNxGzdHMw5I1_goQQj6EiDGf6-1x0V2yai4JMcZmcDrYyof4DBTYPP8ncOib6a4VeBmpWNZk1MugKDRSx7s_Snj3jhHggfAnf/s320/2020-12-08+018+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>No Dwarf can outrun a Troll. Wendel's life passed in front of his eyes in a blink. "If I die, I'd rather die fighting!" he resolved, and so he turned and faced the Beast, who had meanwhile regenerated his wounds. "Take this!" cried the Dwarf, hacking at the Troll's leg (1W). "You take this! And this! And this!" cried the Troll, unleashing a shower of blows on the Dwarf. When he stopped, Wendel's corpse was barely recognisable as a Dwarf, or even a humanoid. </i></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguvlB52WZFTLyseUfyXSBCrxZm5i2GgehBT8UXOvJkTsPglKa0BYYcNI3nbUhBeF_cHW3CM2_U79wORP3qJpGBphaZYQ7qX4ssrh29rnJxen9ZYv2xxjabz85FEgmsC1cJxkl5yZNXLdLQ/s500/2020-12-08+019+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="479" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguvlB52WZFTLyseUfyXSBCrxZm5i2GgehBT8UXOvJkTsPglKa0BYYcNI3nbUhBeF_cHW3CM2_U79wORP3qJpGBphaZYQ7qX4ssrh29rnJxen9ZYv2xxjabz85FEgmsC1cJxkl5yZNXLdLQ/s320/2020-12-08+019+Black+Troll+pt.+2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></i></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>No one heard of the unfortunate Dwarfs again. But all their leftover gold and Gugnir's ever-sharp axe - being inedible - became part of the Troll's treasure hoard. And the fame of the Black Troll of Colmart grew, and travelled far and wide...</i></blockquote></div><p></p></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-27767582186091942832020-12-09T11:47:00.007-08:002020-12-26T06:27:24.074-08:00The Tale of the Black Troll of Colmart, part 1<p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGDzOwW335Z8stRRNX5WeDHEKfb-KhAbuejjZn4CpJ1okzkUF42NEDCcmgoMwkZZBYd91BBMmRizykYnTBQuT6QtQU-5KDMNJTluQNqhiViV84jmuugg1B9UsgX9qd17k22LYAxB1rm9rF/s1000/2020-12-04+005.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGDzOwW335Z8stRRNX5WeDHEKfb-KhAbuejjZn4CpJ1okzkUF42NEDCcmgoMwkZZBYd91BBMmRizykYnTBQuT6QtQU-5KDMNJTluQNqhiViV84jmuugg1B9UsgX9qd17k22LYAxB1rm9rF/s320/2020-12-04+005.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>This is a tale from a time long gone. There was a village on the west side of the Grey Mountains, named Colmart. Its inhabitants were farmers and miners. They lived a simple, honest life, until one day the Black Troll arrived.</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Some say it came from a cave in the Mountains, some from a bog in the valley. It did not matter: the villagers could not defend themselves from the Beast and only a few escaped with their lives, most being devoured by the monster...</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is a Warhammer battle report. Yes, I'm bored and with Covid-19 there's no one to play with. I am still painting and I want to use my miniatures, so I'm playing short games with just a selection of them. I am using WFB 3rd edition as a base, tweaking the rules with some Mordheim additions to make skirmishing more interesting. Want to see cool picture of metal miniatures and read the ramblings of an Oldhammer is isolation? Scroll on. <br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The survivors ran to the court of the Duke Marcus in the city of Gisoreux. The Duke summoned his paladins and three of them volunteered to face the Black Troll, and swore to bring his head to their liege. You must understand that in that time wizards were still held in great suspicion and no one would think of bringing one along. Oh no, the people of that time though a valiant man with a shining sword and a trusty steed could solve any problem. Those were different times...</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisB2ILJB0zMk3DrPjeLX7ISqxqbnWTq4GqQEoKTjrIxydf_MKqM0aTiCFCA0HhL-7PyaqHGooV8o4Q9krE4_GFWzNvcf7A_HF_-1SVuGkRtgxtDmS-IIVi4EwMXIOlwOFkcbs6c-5NRXSR/s1000/2020-03-28+002+Stone+Troll.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="707" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisB2ILJB0zMk3DrPjeLX7ISqxqbnWTq4GqQEoKTjrIxydf_MKqM0aTiCFCA0HhL-7PyaqHGooV8o4Q9krE4_GFWzNvcf7A_HF_-1SVuGkRtgxtDmS-IIVi4EwMXIOlwOFkcbs6c-5NRXSR/s320/2020-03-28+002+Stone+Troll.jpg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I will be using a <a href="https://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2020/04/citadel-stone-troll-with-two-handed-axe.html">Citadel Stone Troll</a> one one side, using standard rules from WFB 3rd edition with two tweaks: one, the Troll has a save of 6 because of his thick skin; two, being along and not distracted by Goblins running around, he is more focused and his Stupidity test is done against a Cl of 6 instead of an Int of 4. Also, he does not need to take Stupidity tests if he is attacked - he will defend himself as long as someone tries to hurt him.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGEaC4JhEifHGfoCegwb6UFy84vkjacYRA0TVyL6zVYCto_gFVFhsGK_EbBgyoOwZUrGam6s-mdnXiL6A2h5DwbG7uA8PDLC_syHEh0V_QJfwfV0ZH_tAjLkPTQIhcmoEPCHYqHmMmftZ/s500/File_014.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="464" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGEaC4JhEifHGfoCegwb6UFy84vkjacYRA0TVyL6zVYCto_gFVFhsGK_EbBgyoOwZUrGam6s-mdnXiL6A2h5DwbG7uA8PDLC_syHEh0V_QJfwfV0ZH_tAjLkPTQIhcmoEPCHYqHmMmftZ/s320/File_014.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">The challengers will be three recently painted Carolingian knights from Artizan Designs. Fine old school metal miniatures, absolutely ok to represent Warhammer knights from a long gone era. They are lvl 5 heroes on horseback, armed with lance.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQCctMPEMZIUNWVZSLetaieVjZ6huhClRzmVzVTRcuN5uFtRxoaw8NfgtEwNvr4yND6EHCENWhcwI3sRsvSAMrqTQ04eos2PSiGEpN6thyJWuf-bZSx79gLyfN7QlF0Iz6CPTV16_HnxC/s500/2020-12-04+001.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="398" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQCctMPEMZIUNWVZSLetaieVjZ6huhClRzmVzVTRcuN5uFtRxoaw8NfgtEwNvr4yND6EHCENWhcwI3sRsvSAMrqTQ04eos2PSiGEpN6thyJWuf-bZSx79gLyfN7QlF0Iz6CPTV16_HnxC/s320/2020-12-04+001.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhZp9AV6pawisadyHCKAi5oHfOHjFWuNICnmjEJil7TBNSVaf1E1nuXh42s98BrPLlanSmn7uyESIFnvypuFdgUqXCgdlIhqVO_E8iWePyvSEQxc3cIjT0V6MXGQYKulWq8RO10WiV23U/s500/2020-12-04+001b.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="361" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhZp9AV6pawisadyHCKAi5oHfOHjFWuNICnmjEJil7TBNSVaf1E1nuXh42s98BrPLlanSmn7uyESIFnvypuFdgUqXCgdlIhqVO_E8iWePyvSEQxc3cIjT0V6MXGQYKulWq8RO10WiV23U/s320/2020-12-04+001b.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The names of the three knights were: Ser Folkwin the Brave; Ser Amalfred the Steadfast; and Ser Gaidwald the Fearless. They rode to the eaves of Colmart and started to look for the monster.</i></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysL9FbTDkj_Z-StOrPoU6hbVkwnQhxz006zzQtQw16EPmYjqY0DgBoqGVti8zkfXHu5_DhkQOl6yMiSdu7XK7n0TUL7xGx-ougyII9GsAfepdXs56X3Xk8aANNWmDe-hXwk-kQuHhfh_n/s500/2020-12-04+003.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="499" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysL9FbTDkj_Z-StOrPoU6hbVkwnQhxz006zzQtQw16EPmYjqY0DgBoqGVti8zkfXHu5_DhkQOl6yMiSdu7XK7n0TUL7xGx-ougyII9GsAfepdXs56X3Xk8aANNWmDe-hXwk-kQuHhfh_n/s320/2020-12-04+003.jpeg" /></a></i></div><i><p></p></i><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Our Black Troll was no common Troll. He was more cunning than others</i> (Stupidity Test successful)<i>, and on smelling riders he decided to hide behind a building and wait in ambush.</i></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4wvSfE0G4HdrCsREfZkRVKKjKZPoQNtkYqJSJp-IkBsreVDuECi9wqjY1cLYFZ3_rLKUX9XvimEanhzA6c8-Hk2AJMWzhGo822r-pyqf7XXe_FbN_ft3h-worQ6urvfDqYjvOWX-AMRO/s1000/2020-12-04+003b.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4wvSfE0G4HdrCsREfZkRVKKjKZPoQNtkYqJSJp-IkBsreVDuECi9wqjY1cLYFZ3_rLKUX9XvimEanhzA6c8-Hk2AJMWzhGo822r-pyqf7XXe_FbN_ft3h-worQ6urvfDqYjvOWX-AMRO/s320/2020-12-04+003b.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWT5YS2CQU9lSunT3bKdxqB-BHJwJhR8gKbwlDbDg1U99veUkvkYOnH-J-23wANZBPlX7i1WCP2ptzuHK6xjqP9n_Od_OcSSKwCj4MCstwmdrRAgdbcIZ84Ulh1Us5SPDdb8v89XPc1MMx/s1000/2020-12-04+004.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWT5YS2CQU9lSunT3bKdxqB-BHJwJhR8gKbwlDbDg1U99veUkvkYOnH-J-23wANZBPlX7i1WCP2ptzuHK6xjqP9n_Od_OcSSKwCj4MCstwmdrRAgdbcIZ84Ulh1Us5SPDdb8v89XPc1MMx/s320/2020-12-04+004.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDJKGhZdtow2_Tp8XG4whwvMzxNvcJqWvChaa1SlCvSv_hctvliO58N8gGNv5nsifLAlHgeYWHd7cnYDgtbPnKQKychh4NCsi5fTF7R13nRpSJVtN1KFl8AQCpuNJ1SNvvvLadLq4kRp8o/s1000/2020-12-04+005.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDJKGhZdtow2_Tp8XG4whwvMzxNvcJqWvChaa1SlCvSv_hctvliO58N8gGNv5nsifLAlHgeYWHd7cnYDgtbPnKQKychh4NCsi5fTF7R13nRpSJVtN1KFl8AQCpuNJ1SNvvvLadLq4kRp8o/s320/2020-12-04+005.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><p><i>Our knights, however, were not to be surprised so easily: circumventing the main building of the village, they easily spotted the Troll. "Charge!" cried Ser Folkwin. In spite of the creature's fearsome visage, all three knights fearlessly rode towards it</i> (three Fear tests passed)<i>.</i> <br /></p></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtXvxY5wvYVFZ2KQTTh6duhYeTJYYo9YAJsJ6Fuqx4XdL9CGpV7GZhyKaw1bCxF281dDZUFGZ8sH_T02McM6BbjdUVpIOeZxFT0hyphenhyphenGia0E3_cpR1F2E6XZnX_S-Gd8NePkJfB1-XAJ43eP/s1000/2020-12-04+006.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="464" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtXvxY5wvYVFZ2KQTTh6duhYeTJYYo9YAJsJ6Fuqx4XdL9CGpV7GZhyKaw1bCxF281dDZUFGZ8sH_T02McM6BbjdUVpIOeZxFT0hyphenhyphenGia0E3_cpR1F2E6XZnX_S-Gd8NePkJfB1-XAJ43eP/s320/2020-12-04+006.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The clash was terrible and the Troll was pierced my many blows, but still his thick skin protected him from blows that would have killed a lesser creature (</i>he received 2 W and was left with 1<i>). He waved his great stone axe, trying to defend himself, but the knights were too fast for him. </i></blockquote><blockquote><i>But lo! two wonders happened in that moment: the wounds of the Troll, by some sorcerous power, started to heal; and the monster, turning to Ser Folkwin, discharged upon him and his steed a river of gastric juices (</i>Vomit<i> </i>attack<i>). The knight miraculously survived the attack (</i>Troll's roll to wound: 1<i>), but so foul was the smell of the Troll's half digested last dinner that the horse could not take it, and bolted away (</i>Ld test failed - not specifically in the rules but it made sense to me to have one<i>).</i></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphenoTCmlndf8RnidDiuFfIfWR7oUdQ8-EsYhOqhRwnTH7P7cSVvWPzcI5mITclJcvJWYQeMHrsy3NezWgpjkSn7XycnIYE7RMUkijRMAPtVsvR8rJ7rjydcfQdtkLNDfkXZEkpOisIF1_m/s500/2020-12-04+007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="486" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphenoTCmlndf8RnidDiuFfIfWR7oUdQ8-EsYhOqhRwnTH7P7cSVvWPzcI5mITclJcvJWYQeMHrsy3NezWgpjkSn7XycnIYE7RMUkijRMAPtVsvR8rJ7rjydcfQdtkLNDfkXZEkpOisIF1_m/s320/2020-12-04+007.JPG" /></a></div><p></p></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Meanwhile, the other two knights still lunged their spears at the Troll, eventually felling it. The Beast was defeated... but, wait! 'It is not dead! He is regenerating again, oh Gods protect us!'</i></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc7e-eT13uIr2jlvSMRT62ensm1Oami3hu2c_PV90g9VVfMRi-uOC-B5QJWTfGlJkUUhzS7w9wI3vQgfcey-mLnNhEicl1EibgoX0nyF_YvTlmMpcQFSn2VuZJ_hApLqB_bQqmF91EL4x1/s500/2020-12-04+008b.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="375" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc7e-eT13uIr2jlvSMRT62ensm1Oami3hu2c_PV90g9VVfMRi-uOC-B5QJWTfGlJkUUhzS7w9wI3vQgfcey-mLnNhEicl1EibgoX0nyF_YvTlmMpcQFSn2VuZJ_hApLqB_bQqmF91EL4x1/s320/2020-12-04+008b.JPG" /></a></div></div><i></i><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>The Troll got up, screaming rage, and a hail of blows fell on Ser Gaidwald, who soon lay battered in the sand. "Folkwin!" cried Amalfred, seeing himself lost. Folkwin heard his companions and finally managed to calm his horse (</i>Rally test successful<i>). Turning towards the fight, he screamed a battle cry and rode back.</i></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYbjGSanTYAX-BfcFYid_wX4574kMo3NLJhFa6jGAZIub2NuAyIJ970L1T0qlm4kIo6uSWMTUR0r5NIPwgD3Je8HaBS42yMQUzGxXiQL7JUnj9hOe1U0NGX4HpNeVnK16uLSrQNjf_sPP1/s500/2020-12-04+009.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="420" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYbjGSanTYAX-BfcFYid_wX4574kMo3NLJhFa6jGAZIub2NuAyIJ970L1T0qlm4kIo6uSWMTUR0r5NIPwgD3Je8HaBS42yMQUzGxXiQL7JUnj9hOe1U0NGX4HpNeVnK16uLSrQNjf_sPP1/s320/2020-12-04+009.JPG" /></a></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>Too late, he was: the Troll made quick work of Ser Amalfred, and turned to face Folkwin again. The brave knight, finding himself alone against the horrendous monster, attempted a half hearted attack and then fled for his life. The battle was over.</i></blockquote></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8Z1DTJdievDfUjcaUgayAs4bG7kqgYhcm59g0aWnYGqHYYQFwqRtZnAALIJ0keQzUCw_2gaTRTsHjfBLrxD77nXKtfPBLUq-QxUoWDXx3FPnQZXaYyWjNzCiKQzenmMWBv__h3Yqqaua/s1391/2020-12-04+010.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1391" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8Z1DTJdievDfUjcaUgayAs4bG7kqgYhcm59g0aWnYGqHYYQFwqRtZnAALIJ0keQzUCw_2gaTRTsHjfBLrxD77nXKtfPBLUq-QxUoWDXx3FPnQZXaYyWjNzCiKQzenmMWBv__h3Yqqaua/s320/2020-12-04+010.JPG" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><i></i></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><i>After riding back to his Duke, his weapons blackened by Troll acid, Ser Folkwin reported his defeat and the tragic demise of his companions. He never bore the nickname "the Brave" again. He became Folkwin the Shamed, left the service of the Duke and became a Knight Errant.</i></blockquote></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Thus ends the first part of the Tale of the Black Troll of Colmart. It continues with Part 2 <a href="https://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2020/12/the-tale-of-black-troll-of-colmart-part.html">here</a>.<br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-26636099736168802282020-10-19T09:36:00.004-07:002021-01-29T02:07:12.545-08:00Fantasy Visuals: John Blanche - Part III (the '00s)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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While the '80s were an age of experimentation and the '90s a time of development of a visual language for a new setting, the following decade saw John Blanche sit back and let the other artists of GW proceed along the route he set.</div>
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A turning point of Blanche's influence on Fantasy is probably Mordheim, published in 1999. This is the moment when the Old World stops being anything else than Blanchitsu. It's medieval fantasy Necromunda, on steroids. It has all the elements: deformity, madness, skulls, spikes, scrolls used as garments and oversized weapons. In one word, Grimdark.</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">After Mordheim the way is finally paved and Warhammer Fantasy's frames are drawn. Not that there isn't space for creativity within the studio, but it is limited, and mostly concentrated in the fields that aren't Blanche's direct interest, namely the forces of good like High and Wood Elves, Bretonnians and Dwarfs. Yet even on those Blanche manages to leave his mark, in the form of ridulously large and elaborate helms and headdresses, elaborate clothing that is either form-fitting or oversized, frequently both on the same figure and, of course, skulls.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>
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WFB 6th edition (2000) has only two tables from Blanche, and there's no contribution of his at all for the Army Books, except for a few small sketches. It is clear that Blanche's interest lies elsewhere and, once the necessary job is done, he returns to work on the things that truly inspire him.</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It is in this period that Blanche starts adopting a typical format for his works: single characters concepts, full figure, no background, made on small size sheets (A4 or smaller), in pencils/ink and with occasional watercolour/acrylic ink. Inquisitor (2001) is the perfect example (if you think these look way better than those of Fantasy, you are right but we'll discuss this later).</div>
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Completely gone are the large colour paintings of the past, and when colour is used the palette is extremely limited to the main colours brown/vermilion/yellow/off white.</div>
<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">WFB 7th edition (2006) is another perfect example of the new approach: Blanche does not draw any large table for it, but contributes with his sketches, and places a particular care on "evil" factions such as Beastmen, Skaven, Undead and Daemons. He does revisit the old art in his own style, occasionally introducing some new designs and elements, and this becomes the model for all GW's art. It is the triumph of Blanchitsu, elevated to "official" standard, a conscious departure from classic Fantasy tropes to make GW's product unique, but also the death of all other styles that made Warhammer so diverse and interesting.</div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1715" data-original-width="1173" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWXRvuK3sjENPNhYaAD4qXVw1q-6XwBN0uckcCZ5oDCvhEs3ZINqijDcdi0SWWdFwbjvB1PbLyjgjLJDDUvBqq8jd6mlHiNMJXZLnmkedpW70HkljZVb88Bgchd_Xhr_6j-aTgYOh4rBSa/w274-h400/2003+Rurkhar+Festigor%252C+Plaguebeast+of+Nurgle+colour.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="274" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />Rurkhar Festigor, Pleaguebeast of Nurgle (2003)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;" width="279" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marauders of the North (2005)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1754" data-original-width="1241" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHKUwQI9S70PzhvjmoXPhgmkkr69izIt3mOAX-AuXS0AsO9rZ5nLE_47l6EkWH47RFMLEh2wRNw_HgrwpUzUMIQXHtxqBFmPkKfNe1ImDdzlm8n5ellDsHmUpQQlEX18SxJoW6TcSDp4w/w283-h400/2005+Wood+Elf.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="283" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wood Elf (2005)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1715" data-original-width="1173" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlAglEpzsWwNJ7-4SDVVm4WKjtGuX88-zx82kkfpbSbLIQ9vCasQirBV1-o47TGKmsydUBqiz2GkvFwd1Z9JZ3r0Q8mJDSHz6UpQTZ_PMFiqfXoaOySs9jTBblI4r_z94ZlwY1dwp6ica/w274-h400/2007+Beasts+of+Chaos.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="274" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beast of Chaos (2007)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1707" data-original-width="1280" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr8ASirVv14559MBoGOhSRaMBFdXM-ECmkkZV_ceGwh5IYiWkbVpGg96eFXtGUC-73om7AOJREPQx8MeHwxPOn1QCfgiUmwHF-jHg1PPWoZ0XQAvmKzfVNFCUXfOXS5TBOqllm2P7TLGq4/w300-h400/2007+Khorne+Juggernaut.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Khorne Juggernaut (2007)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1707" data-original-width="1280" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZuMNVvcjnsVYdcjsSUVxOhMuBlrpSzao_DjTZ53qiewCZZqubIRewIY7Li4BKZRx4cOxZP0HawUU-BPsjnF2uPROcS7kbWfy3Yy8vxAnKjsFdSpgCIhHLvt4-By2M1Zh3m3mcUOvB_-9/w300-h400/2007+Lord+of+Change.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;" width="274" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Zombie Dragon (2008)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="908" data-original-width="1294" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDL425GMxaNvyZqVRv8C5l_P5JTpP1yOWqnZqdo7kz3IkQAHc9rgC-IoBs2ijxKvoGbYlNbWCgCLFEBTNNFvpCkT2C747ldOhj8KLCs9k5TdinNrWaCXyG4qm2veXK4aQpFslEwy0D4e-Z/w400-h281/2009+Mounted+Skaven.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mounted Skaven (2009)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="936" data-original-width="609" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAOl81P4NBp0UZZ-dQvnv8RRyGy2YT8MGS7hNv2HCSzUS1A-VlANvAz3TXCgBTPYO0-t6bfHA6ZhscV-rLtwnTVq3MjGIIO-9upOUEzAl5J-jA8EaSb_dcRXW44So7-05ZTYgbTvT9J0Lg/w260-h400/2009+Skavenblight.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="260" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skavenblight (2009)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Blanche dedicates many beautiful sketches to Warhammer 40K 5th edition (2008). This is his true barinchild, where he definitely shines without obscuring any other stars. Compare the following works with those before and you see where the passion lies. There is, however, the subtle feeling of a conflict within Games Workshop: whereas Marketing and Sales push the models, Blanche seems more interested in doing his own thing, namely focusing on grotesque characters that really define the feeling of 40K but seem to be unmarketable for an army: almost all of Blanche's most beautiful works are not existing models, and are not used to make new ones.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1188" data-original-width="542" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEI8GF2YF8P_4QC__W5iPjKeOjKyaHQX7WGnXxbIMlRmBZSpyq_ArM8AvlxL0NHlhSCVltcj6G3CRbB1j35SBuLWahBFslU7xloyzOaHERBE6MXfIEHdklXGHZYSwIl6IaVevTYQ18HbIy/w183-h400/2004+Arch+Deacon.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="183" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arch Deaconne (2004)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1074" data-original-width="533" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45-LVPNWeUyDiFl1PpahiHgdPLebujyvwfXR5g_Emt-CQ6xj2jo2_3MG2ZSSjMpu3fzrUcjqXY_6phefJcA1C9Wijj4OQjMYQX6F83VKoTDnF2TTeMdXsEOsOWGnGhJKFpswiJZwlXvgH/w199-h400/2004+Custodes.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="199" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Custiden (2004)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1144" data-original-width="525" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdNMzfkqHZgLHKya1HmlVrsg4h2bBe9Hh35sSRUgDWK6u7qBvGPkxx14wCBrDKnSV6foJTZ1krDi0PNl8LneQ-BU2XusdZgft4u6uqez-OagB26YeorwadsAS6zuTIzzUQerpAbPYL448/w184-h400/2004+Eldar+Pirarto.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="184" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Edlar Pirate (2004)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1026" data-original-width="547" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjubwBcqXHQwZDgs0ueFDs1Z-xjir7gtJ9IunKz1Yd4_sAUM4qAORuNi6PDLTyp9Nx-3_UhwYLCE46iaCCLm0EN-dSilDEFO9IK6azQzxuu_SteOj_XCJKoocKCJpiLTHmmQT0HQA1oPMJY/w214-h400/2004+Slanni.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="214" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Slanni (2004)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="2048" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_S3VhlnrNKCfV46ezFaTnmTMr_u2RMcerbRTbFi9exG7XQrTMTReEL7hJbtbWiG3o-Ji9d6WhYd7X7UWTtCL7_0AVtTCL2IydZC5KF2gZ-ysoKjD66mIu5O6dKTg5yL4pVNJRASFJ8X-/w400-h281/2005+Awreken+Cysst+Archchemist+of+Vyre.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Awreken Cysst Archchemist of Vyre (2005)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="427" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrweJIbcDCWuUA85XYg923gkZ17I_Z9w9mzWh80N5AKssG13_nWyaEhOCekQ-ADFaCF5V4ZmBemO-qQB4_NT5h-P6QFzyuEzexRTzXob2Cp_lQTLS0OfqGdHkG_y_y4bN1VlsLtv9WdcS/w244-h400/2005+Daemonettes.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="244" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daemonettes (2005)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1844" data-original-width="1280" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvr2BJ43us2Npbj8LhyphenhyphenGDtkrIh_RnwWoBCbnj6bew3nZeNUzIXYkGPr5RkC5xfDrSu0FJonet6n1hY1DrmXOF8gH0CHEiT_4nn4oNJO_d104iCAdYhD5MqMaDUekJsz5LrjwuMtHSgSCTX/w278-h400/2005+Tzeentch+Chaos+Thug.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="278" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tzeench Chaos Thug (2005)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1202" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BWFWK4ga9YwedouwNU-Xrf01SsJc5mfI-0yysi7cTT0Yv7apWqilnGbZRRcMBUsrtCEWIzXP5GFpHoSlQMG4jAN-T7vZyQKfQ_p4dKB-dmiIuPfH3Tduv6ek_66M6nBQodm69XODWlMV/w335-h500/2007+Plague+Marines.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="335" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plague Marines (2007)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1623" data-original-width="1142" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSdzlwPlt9pv-YyXVNycPj-TqOY_Cj_bQKp5BZwcgCrQ3wB_hdu_-FH86Vl7g5RWNezJuN7c5EllL1EufjFwnpMrRdEu9BBzXSRV1tGOhPbn4uZM_JMSBv3iP_2kfIWoYZc1uskVQzohD/w281-h400/2008+Adeptus+Mechanicus.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="281" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adeptus Mechanicus (2008)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh6xMSMsTbkjcLuevFxknoeR9C2l4fkOU9z8WtOUyMZUMOesic27MLa0bYcpj6IcoJF3HGr7ojHUymbL-Z-1klhqMu6oODsqI5abm7SuCBu-X21ubZ8aSJqgqhylSaXQvt1prfVEz2sCCn/w300-h400/2010+Grey+Knights.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grey Knights Fortress (2010)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The trend of the '00s continues even into the '10s, with even more weight - something we will see in <a href="http://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2021/01/fantasy-visuals-john-blanche-part-iv-10s.html">next post</a>.</div></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-58677471738275385252020-09-29T12:57:00.004-07:002020-09-29T12:58:09.016-07:00Recycling AoS - The Avenger, Minor Daemon of Solkan<div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssDm9j0yuvYNvOfAcChki9KFV9DN9cMhlZFFvHOF5ZjPQthtk5Obb4VBT0Baad5JOx0GjnuZGvNP3aE1jOEf8XZVrS3N20th-CnidVTBPEPwEHCtjnWmvM59-k-3adTzSdPxvgoAs1hLp/s1000/2020-08-02+001+Daemon+of+Solkan.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="746" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssDm9j0yuvYNvOfAcChki9KFV9DN9cMhlZFFvHOF5ZjPQthtk5Obb4VBT0Baad5JOx0GjnuZGvNP3aE1jOEf8XZVrS3N20th-CnidVTBPEPwEHCtjnWmvM59-k-3adTzSdPxvgoAs1hLp/s320/2020-08-02+001+Daemon+of+Solkan.jpg" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I like Age of Sigmar miniatures - they have great detail and dynamism. The problem is that the setting is silly, and many of them are very invested in the setting. But they can be recycled, if you know what I mean: purged of the silliest, pretentious and late-Blanchesque, to become quite decent pieces to use in your Warhammer games.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtVPmgNUB2UqMiuwk4zusQ0sZ8rZES1iMcZyciUNfwPjB2NXP7hwE0YydCjtkUix4atwwrewkfKR3VwRfEm7ZZhVLjmh90HBfqdxFjWIQXOfHI-Oj4u9uEQzUe0rvjcDJYj6HwR85V7pF/s1000/2020-08-02+002+Daemon+of+Solkan.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="728" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtVPmgNUB2UqMiuwk4zusQ0sZ8rZES1iMcZyciUNfwPjB2NXP7hwE0YydCjtkUix4atwwrewkfKR3VwRfEm7ZZhVLjmh90HBfqdxFjWIQXOfHI-Oj4u9uEQzUe0rvjcDJYj6HwR85V7pF/s320/2020-08-02+002+Daemon+of+Solkan.jpg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"><i>Enter</i> the Stormcast Eternal from Warhammer Quest: Silver Tower. It's a Sigmarine, and I don't need to add anything. It's too large to be human, but it could be a golem, or a daemon, or both. A daemon-animated golem. Of Law, of course. Made of unyielding metal and wielding righteous fire as a weapon. Purging Chaos from the world, just as we purge the spirit of AoS from our miniatures.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGsajJkpL3slPgTHD3WqCAtUwc8Pdc_piuSWWB8RyXdrIlFTAVy3o7CDT1eTnSeTNLxOxVnlkkboERotAV9_m64cBhmyTpin19qESqGz01HMhANV7EXQIQMh7SwuroePdQSLVKXLumCCZt/s500/2020-08-02+004+Daemon+of+Solkan.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="374" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGsajJkpL3slPgTHD3WqCAtUwc8Pdc_piuSWWB8RyXdrIlFTAVy3o7CDT1eTnSeTNLxOxVnlkkboERotAV9_m64cBhmyTpin19qESqGz01HMhANV7EXQIQMh7SwuroePdQSLVKXLumCCZt/s320/2020-08-02+004+Daemon+of+Solkan.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">So here it is, a first and bad attempt at Object Source Lighting - a double OSL because we are overly ambitious and inevitably fuck up. But that's part of the fun.<br /></p>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-78947158945746618582020-09-23T12:01:00.005-07:002020-09-23T12:04:54.421-07:00Ser Pippin the Short of House Boldbuck - Grenadier Halfling Paladin (1992)<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW1aH5S13_iax_4fiDsTtFCvmcqwBD_p2v4zAF8knDFESp3r28KX6kHKrycwVb5hoWuOZ4Eci-gVkOk2o37KvQL4Xzw0p4m8iZykazBBMDX2gO7zkkTSiEnxg-P7PEGpnlBIKeZZx6ZjSl/s500/2020-09-22+014+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="399" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW1aH5S13_iax_4fiDsTtFCvmcqwBD_p2v4zAF8knDFESp3r28KX6kHKrycwVb5hoWuOZ4Eci-gVkOk2o37KvQL4Xzw0p4m8iZykazBBMDX2gO7zkkTSiEnxg-P7PEGpnlBIKeZZx6ZjSl/s320/2020-09-22+014+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Ah, finally! This is a special one. You must know back in 1992, when I was a young boy who just discovered Fantasy books and role-playing games, I took a bus to the city centre to the famous shop Pergioco, a marvellous tresure cave hidden in a secret corner of a back alley - that is to say, a tiny shop with a stair leading to an underground room full of games-related wonders. I was looking for a miniature to represent my MERP PCs, a Sinda Elf warrior, and eventually that day I bought <a href="http://crowsandrobins.blogspot.com/2017/02/my-first-mniature-metal-magic-elf.html">my first miniature</a>. But while rummaging through blisters I was thunderstruck by a single figure, and it was love at first sight. It was a Grenadier blister showing a hobbit in full armour, prancing on a pony and pointing his sword ready to charge. I can't describe the sense of wonder at the time. I wanted it, but I didn't have enough money for two miniatures, and eventually I didn't buy it, and when I came back some time later it was gone. <i>Good-bye, Hobbit paladin (that was the name I have him). Will I ever see you again?</i> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuH9eUcVL1nBWtp05RGVD2ezDLdGCyv2tmzH-xUPfqw5kM6oxgPPLhVFCUMFDcnJXSkXCeAdPJvGOZxM7GJGeRDNv-x7hyphenhyphentF_8OZ3nQ_lNJC28ZrNp5yz9-IImc-0SswkZHyru5X_VoYl/s500/2020-09-22+015+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="376" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuH9eUcVL1nBWtp05RGVD2ezDLdGCyv2tmzH-xUPfqw5kM6oxgPPLhVFCUMFDcnJXSkXCeAdPJvGOZxM7GJGeRDNv-x7hyphenhyphentF_8OZ3nQ_lNJC28ZrNp5yz9-IImc-0SswkZHyru5X_VoYl/s320/2020-09-22+015+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" /></a></div> <p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">The miniature was a lovely sculpt from that same year 1992, made by Mark Copplestone, initially as part of the Grenadier 1440 Halfling Heroes, and later issued in a single blister. The tab reads "Fluffy Bunny, A875" but the number doesn't match with the Grenadier catalogue.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigIRZkQP3rd344PMx9wyXNJFQBYfmddwu0WnWi4T7W7EfpG_anuUBwdrPUyA9D5q2xTfbCUODUiaJ8ApAVDlYlAWjrgPvV5pDrVs7pqNn_ZHBqm-dls9oYKGOXhnwevUJ_DJ2_24s__Wpa/s500/2020-09-14+001+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="421" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigIRZkQP3rd344PMx9wyXNJFQBYfmddwu0WnWi4T7W7EfpG_anuUBwdrPUyA9D5q2xTfbCUODUiaJ8ApAVDlYlAWjrgPvV5pDrVs7pqNn_ZHBqm-dls9oYKGOXhnwevUJ_DJ2_24s__Wpa/s320/2020-09-14+001+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><p style="text-align: justify;">What happened to Grenadier is history. Apparently the moulds were bought by their Italian distributor Stratelibri but then sold again, after the untimely passing of its owner and manager Giovanni Ingellis, to Mirliton S.G. And it is on their website that I found again my long-lost teenage crush, now renamed as "Halfman Paladin".</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlck9tmywEuRfgDp4zFrJfJXn2XTRzZhP5OwNURpzNQKF5OacBsnZwT-BHCSVPCvRwWnzP9KayJyOg7kc8pRQ5R0G4kgvzW6NS0iTmJHvLiguIBynVuLB0OSBkjwjqPVjBhQNXoK5R5kt5/s500/2020-06-01+001+Blister.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="310" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlck9tmywEuRfgDp4zFrJfJXn2XTRzZhP5OwNURpzNQKF5OacBsnZwT-BHCSVPCvRwWnzP9KayJyOg7kc8pRQ5R0G4kgvzW6NS0iTmJHvLiguIBynVuLB0OSBkjwjqPVjBhQNXoK5R5kt5/s320/2020-06-01+001+Blister.jpg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">There are many things that appear great to our eyes when we are still innocent, but later reveal themselves as something else, just a disappointment. After all, expectations are high but the ability to marvel at beauty is not the same as it once was to our old, jaded taste of old-school grognards. This is not one of them. It's just amazing, and I love it. It is a great model, and I am so happy to have it that I'm not even mad that the sword came bent and when I tried to fix it its tip broke off. Never mind, I fixed it with greenstuff, and I'm okay with it. The Hobbit Paladin is mine!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04zbJnQGtOXAYOV0lBJclIQXan9ljh1hAP-LgwXesB71Oe5aQ1GNBO9mUx1rn24z4Eib19FyoImof1_CwHzjepRMe76zin2jlYgW4l0q8MzgDPvrEH9JDpFFYwFelohdRnU1xwwgHqjKS/s500/2020-09-22+002+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="378" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04zbJnQGtOXAYOV0lBJclIQXan9ljh1hAP-LgwXesB71Oe5aQ1GNBO9mUx1rn24z4Eib19FyoImof1_CwHzjepRMe76zin2jlYgW4l0q8MzgDPvrEH9JDpFFYwFelohdRnU1xwwgHqjKS/s320/2020-09-22+002+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I painted it as I always imagined it, fresh from the reading of the Lord of the Rings - in the black and white colours of Gondor. Because the <i>hyperuranion</i> Hobbit Paladin or Knight can only be Pippin Took, towering over other hobbits in his Citadel Guard winged helm and uniform. The shield should have born the device of a white tree of course, but with the crest being a bunny, I decided to keep the same on the shield - why yes, it's a rabbit or a hare, not a steinbock! I have to keep practicing with my freehand...<br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOnxW_pUI_CusHGUD5cH_qMVaWgcY0xdHs8hiReRE-WHFQiRfPvu4CDJfch3lPqlTBFWotXn-D4gz6LytESw78P_hGbHH8tTjxXS9uxzXoUY-3qpLg1AgTDZNMwgT33O0zp_QPFs8fzNJO/s500/2020-09-22+003+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="347" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOnxW_pUI_CusHGUD5cH_qMVaWgcY0xdHs8hiReRE-WHFQiRfPvu4CDJfch3lPqlTBFWotXn-D4gz6LytESw78P_hGbHH8tTjxXS9uxzXoUY-3qpLg1AgTDZNMwgT33O0zp_QPFs8fzNJO/s320/2020-09-22+003+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;">And so I give you Paladin Boldbuck, Halfling knight, friend and companion of the Elector of Averland, also known as Ser Pippin the Short, Defender of the Moot! If you are an enemy, turn away, and if you are a friend, join us for dinner at our manor!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FWOoZ8upV3K_cuXdDQuxQVJMc7ptuhogU94r9V1zgiS96GME04qmdBu9jYq3Na7MJah2UnJzldoLgsXTixBAQiOhWufNoNndUZZ2-JAwhXoEDVhyAF0gm67gr2TLHx3s2EItpIVhXT-P/s1000/2020-09-22+013+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="747" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FWOoZ8upV3K_cuXdDQuxQVJMc7ptuhogU94r9V1zgiS96GME04qmdBu9jYq3Na7MJah2UnJzldoLgsXTixBAQiOhWufNoNndUZZ2-JAwhXoEDVhyAF0gm67gr2TLHx3s2EItpIVhXT-P/s320/2020-09-22+013+Halfling+Paladin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-78587012082496919082020-08-15T13:30:00.003-07:002020-08-15T13:30:38.220-07:00Mithril M511 Rohir warrior with quilted armour and sword (2009)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKcDJAgOb_2l99M1HLOD8c9JnA8juEv9lVDMS8o_ujCWWbR3a85uvsID5vGoEmQ9XTwJECdjUIelTjpyF9pUZW0c2ALQB1Ne2keWCXvPuUJvss9tVPhD1W-d4GnhHJ6ZmxM_WGMuNUjbQ/s500/2020-08-02+001+Rohir.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKcDJAgOb_2l99M1HLOD8c9JnA8juEv9lVDMS8o_ujCWWbR3a85uvsID5vGoEmQ9XTwJECdjUIelTjpyF9pUZW0c2ALQB1Ne2keWCXvPuUJvss9tVPhD1W-d4GnhHJ6ZmxM_WGMuNUjbQ/s0/2020-08-02+001+Rohir.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;">
Too long I have been painting static Mithril miniatures representing book characters or travellers, and I needed a diversion: a proper armed hero that could be used in any tabletop game. I rummaged through my two cartons of unpainted, still blistered Mithril miniatures (my source of shame) to find this: the 2009 Rohir warrior with quilted armour, sword and shield.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLMLM3U6odVhyphenhyphenmzp92jPNLwz4kIBFSpslztPfr8EiIR267tLXSQABQtG9eoMrW4MW87FDvmQfxxeDtQJ0zB2jEyyXac0InvhVUWTcrz-XRQQf7HmPC53srX46SPpvGZJL-26bqCsaO7fRn/s500/2020-08-02+004+Rohir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLMLM3U6odVhyphenhyphenmzp92jPNLwz4kIBFSpslztPfr8EiIR267tLXSQABQtG9eoMrW4MW87FDvmQfxxeDtQJ0zB2jEyyXac0InvhVUWTcrz-XRQQf7HmPC53srX46SPpvGZJL-26bqCsaO7fRn/s0/2020-08-02+004+Rohir.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Boy, I needed this. The detail isn't extreme - it doesn't reach the glory of 1980s-90s issues - but it's still ok. The pose is also likeable: it certainly has character. It represents well a warrior inciting his companions to fight.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxWWtGGcOzb7PoY3pKBkm5qmsxxVXnl7kA_FiLhTr8O-oQBOomufcufL13_tFH2vCF2lYzC2guGxdOcX8VINYtfZ6E208seoMrBheQPWdJKQEWxiwooPOWnxWj9i-8my5y_iPRuCjLzIf/s500/2020-08-02+002+Rohir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxWWtGGcOzb7PoY3pKBkm5qmsxxVXnl7kA_FiLhTr8O-oQBOomufcufL13_tFH2vCF2lYzC2guGxdOcX8VINYtfZ6E208seoMrBheQPWdJKQEWxiwooPOWnxWj9i-8my5y_iPRuCjLzIf/s0/2020-08-02+002+Rohir.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The sculpt is part of the Helm's Deep Part 1 series, called Gamling's Rally. I enjoyed painting it, although if I could go back I would change the red of the tunic (Vallejo Model Color Burnst Cad. Red), which is too glossy for my taste. On the other hand, I'm very happy with the glaze transition of the shield: that's the green I was looking for.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkyBTFAZvPew0UkLvmULzLY_fMKr4eSXwhGUX3SAfsbSJM9HPaJgeRIlDwDDJtoBejjwlTefvABdN_JdQWq2H36GKWSkL5yVO-D-TCJd32fkJMESGFfrDfVjaWGtmn1b0yVvNg1eSKEhv/s500/2020-08-02+006+Rohir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkyBTFAZvPew0UkLvmULzLY_fMKr4eSXwhGUX3SAfsbSJM9HPaJgeRIlDwDDJtoBejjwlTefvABdN_JdQWq2H36GKWSkL5yVO-D-TCJd32fkJMESGFfrDfVjaWGtmn1b0yVvNg1eSKEhv/s0/2020-08-02+006+Rohir.jpg" /></a></div>Wild Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495670833356760174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449069187773219071.post-16369361613188152392020-08-02T09:14:00.003-07:002020-08-02T09:14:30.188-07:00Mutant Fimir - Citadel C25 Fimir<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjfl2iFMs0PrU3K3tCPWVnkMFl2u_SRBeDAp4i4p_2KbY7j669gT3X6detkimyEN8Ye0d33wJ5cOwFpJrWEjsoTOLRUfpD2-6XmVrXxrCuHj4IZwOqsJRmqGeLQ5aZFRV-sHaKraOERBv/s500/2020-08-02+007+Mutant+Fimir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjfl2iFMs0PrU3K3tCPWVnkMFl2u_SRBeDAp4i4p_2KbY7j669gT3X6detkimyEN8Ye0d33wJ5cOwFpJrWEjsoTOLRUfpD2-6XmVrXxrCuHj4IZwOqsJRmqGeLQ5aZFRV-sHaKraOERBv/s0/2020-08-02+007+Mutant+Fimir.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Through eBay I got this mismatched body and head of a Fimir, the tail missing. It sat for some time in my "to paint" tray until <a href="http://wheretheseapoursout.blogspot.com/2020/03/mutant-fimir-month-of-marsh-special.html">a post from Richard Irvine's blog</a> inspired me to work on it. A mutant Fimir? Well, why not?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7nZ_kkLfAdU-nVHDQ16OFtPC01lirgBMbmSw72veKZMyrWmxn5WcQrnuj2i2T9096-NSHCXeobTHEh3exvS0wvlW0fHG8A8KkWBJp7dzteJBXZf3QdU1oMuzHVcdmNtmsT2ntkXZr8f2J/s500/2020-08-02+003+Mutant+Fimir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7nZ_kkLfAdU-nVHDQ16OFtPC01lirgBMbmSw72veKZMyrWmxn5WcQrnuj2i2T9096-NSHCXeobTHEh3exvS0wvlW0fHG8A8KkWBJp7dzteJBXZf3QdU1oMuzHVcdmNtmsT2ntkXZr8f2J/s0/2020-08-02+003+Mutant+Fimir.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;">There wasn't much to do on mine, actually, just adding a tail. So I had my fun with drill, copper wire and greenstuff, and topped the thing with a spare head from the Citadel Plastic Zombie kit.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamDp61S5Esuy9DvjA8WyKooDxi7CHL3cB7v7w_CyljgxReRRHheg4nOWc_xynt3gtsyy4LcxkLnW5cyWh2QDmskl4Q9rzMOB_eKXU6iDxIph1zv_YFPibJTjzWWdusHbnXSChJs6wvfqc/s500/2020-08-02+002+Mutant+Fimir.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamDp61S5Esuy9DvjA8WyKooDxi7CHL3cB7v7w_CyljgxReRRHheg4nOWc_xynt3gtsyy4LcxkLnW5cyWh2QDmskl4Q9rzMOB_eKXU6iDxIph1zv_YFPibJTjzWWdusHbnXSChJs6wvfqc/s0/2020-08-02+002+Mutant+Fimir.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">And then, of course, I went creative with colours. A purple Fimir? Well if you go to the marshes at dusk or dawn, that's the colour of the sky and water. Here goes the fluff:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Gelsch-dahd was born with an unusual colour and a missing tail, and he was marked as mutant by the Meargh of his clan. Being mutant was an auspicious sign, but being tail-less was also a handicap: so he was taken under the protective wing of Dirach Shuhul, to be his personal guard. When reaching adult age, Shuhul had visions Gelsch-dahd should go on a quest to the lands of the East, beyond the river Lynsk, known as Troll Country. There Gelsch-dahd fought against men and beasts learning might and cunning. Wounded and hanging to his last spark of life, he had a vision of the Daemon-god Fimùl praising him. After a sleep that seemed eternal, Gelsch-dahd awoke, healed from his wounds and changed. A human-like head now lay at the end of a long tail, and this head could see and speak according to Gelsch-dahd's desires. His return to his clan saw him celebrated as champion of the Fimir and he became a leader among the warriors. 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This should turn into some nice unit, I reckon, if the Foundry scale doesn't make it awkward when mixing with Oldhammer minis.</div>
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