Saturday, 16 April 2011

Circle so far, a story in pictures...

I feel I owe you guys an explanation, what with the posts being a few weeks late.  Due to some unforseen complications, our order was delayed slightly, and we like to have at least one night's gaming before we claim to be experts.  And so, both to put SOMETHING up and as I've been playing with my phone's camera (and I need some distraction from my Stalker, who insists on falling apart, what with the ridiculous joint on the right ankle of the top heavy mini...), I hereby present...  Kaya's battlegroup!

Kaya the Moonhunter
Beautiful model, truly beautiful.  She sports the classic druid brown, brown and brown with hints of brown and blue warpaint.  I'm not a fan of oddly bright minis that many people seem to like - the multiple dull shades work for me.

What the pictures don't show is that Laris is actually much paler than the Warpwolves.  He's also the best example of the warpaint thing I've got going on.

I spent far too much time on this little puppy.  He never gets enough table time, what with everyone else inexplicably wanting to kill the arc node that gives Kaya +2DEF.
The first of my Feral Warpwolves, this was the test for the drybrush-heavy colour scheme.  Personally, I think it works!

To distinguish Weylyn from Convel, I spent ages smoothing over the shoulder joint so the left arm looked different from a distance.  After three weeks of his tail falling off (a problem I've never had with Convel, go figure), I eventually sculpted over the hole and now he's obviously different!

The lesson here, kids, is never try.  Something will always happen that'll be better than your feeble attempts.

Finally, after this tirade of negativity and hate, I present you with the blurry battlegroup photo!

I did try taking pictures of the Blackclads, but alliteration demands that I refer to the pictures I got by the fitting title of bullshit balls of blurry brown bollocks.  This is primarily because, well, they are.  I hate painting small-based units, and this shows in the overall quality of the poor druids.  Their recent performance may warrant a better paint job.

Anyway, that's enough of a distraction, and my Stalker's just fallen apart again and his massive sword is just...  Taunting me to actually stay on.  As of this week, I hope the blog will return to it's regularly scheduled programming, so long!

Thursday, 7 April 2011

Month 3 Story - Reinforcements

Jekkala approached Deneghra and Asphixious before giving a half-hearted salute, making her contempt for her 'superiors' clear.
"We found yer scholar in a small village jus' north of here, 'oled up in a church o' Morrow.  We got some information out of 'im but..." She motioned to a dismembered corpse, little more than a head and a spine. "Me girls 'ad a bit too much fun with 'im."
"Jekkala, you and yours are near useless."  Deneghra despaired of the Satyxis sometimes, but aside from some Mechanithrall, they were all she had.

The War Witch sighed to herself.  "Alright, I'll see what I can do..."
Zaal strode through the camp, casually observing as the paingivers lashed a titan, enjoying the aura of pain and power that emanated from the great creature.  He gestured to the robed Skorne behind him.
"The Titan is scared, it is in pain.  It is more powerful now than it will ever be in nature."  The Extoller he was addressing nodded.  "But that is the Mortitheurge's art.  We care about these."  As they kept moving, Zaal motioned to a unit of Praetorians as they drilled, fresh from Makeda's army and ready for combat, their blades flashing in the sun with the precision of warriors born.

"...These are the heroes that will make our Extollers great."
Kaya led her Druids to a grove with a naked Khadoran chained to an altar.
"In times of peace, I would rather allow these to breed naturally, but..."  Laris began to whimper as the young druid solemnly offered the man a drink.  Gasping, he accepted it, gulping it down.
 "Why...  Why are you doing this?"
"We found you scouting our domain.  You may not have known, but ignorance is no excuse."
"Then why...  Did you give me drink?  Why keep me alive?"
"I didn't give you a drink."  He stared at her for a second, completely uncomprehending before he screamed in pain, his bones snapping and reforming, his muscles growing and shifting, his muzzle elongating... "...and I would never do this to one of my own."  The new Warpwolf broke free of the chains and, with a lunge, tore a druid apart with new and infinitely sharper teeth before Kaya could fully bend it to her will.  Newly cowed, it took up a branch and started wielding it like a blade, warily keeping the humans at a distance.  Kaya looked up at it, surprised.

The Greylords forced several Winter Guard into a chamber of the Khadoran fortress that even Irusk didn't know existed.  The men were cowards, traitors, deserters and overall embarrassments to the Motherland.  Zerkova looked them over, sickened at what she saw, but with a renewed hope for her forces.  She would give these men a second chance to serve their country.  She would give them a second chance to be great.  As one broke down into tears and tried to flee, the chains around his legs forced him over, and one of her greylords struck him with his staff.

The lead Greylord started unlocking and opening several lead-lined chests and, if she heard the whispers, she gave no sign.  The traitors flinched and cried as they had chains strapped to their wrists to stop them simply dropping the swords they were equipped with, all in the cause of reinforcing the Greylord's army.

She would make them great.
In death, the archaeologist had proven more useful to Deneghra than in life.  Still, he couldn't tell her what he just didn't know, and the remnants of his body had been retrofitted by the Necrotechs as a new Mechanithrall.  Still, she had a name, something to look for, and the locations of the burial sites of some of Llael's greatest heroes.  As she broke into yet another tomb and began an incantation to fill another ancient warrior's remains with the power of the Void, she allowed her mind to wander over her goal in this god-forsaken country.

The Silent Child.  What power it would bring...

Wednesday, 6 April 2011

Skorne Month 3 - Saving on slaving- There Is No Morghoul Only ZAAL!!

Well Im late for my month three blog. My excuse is pure lazyness, and a desire to do other stuff.
On the gaming front ive missed a decent amount of weeks for people to Forget i turn up My new Name is Huang And I enjoy Playing Skorne.
Anyhoo For month three I purchased Zaal and Kovass (£11), Hakaar the Destroyer (£11) and an Ancestral guardian (£8) Which nicely gives me Zaal Tier 2 in my 25pt list of; Zaal, Kovass, Titan Gladiator, two cyclops savages, cyclops shaman, Hakaar the destroye, Ancestral guardian.  This month I hvae played a staggering six games with Zaal winning all but one. The entire list is a Titan Delivery system who just slams everything. So far it appears to be working but the opposition is learning (Except chris who decided to charge the gladiator with his caster....)
On the painting front all models where finished the week of purchase and I managed to grab some Dragonforge bases for my skorne, which are also all painted and looking oh so pretty (pictures coming soon).
Next month I get Infantry so I should be able to use Zaal effectivly!