The Green Tide keeps flooding in, so to speak. After the previous waves of Goblin Banner Bearers, Wolf Riders, Orcs and assorted Night Goblins and Orcs I have one more wave of Goblins to share. Let's call them 'Da Rest of Da 'Orde' and be done with it. (Until I finish painting more Greenskins, or decide to rebase the last holdouts on rounds after all).
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| Boing, boing, boing, or should that be Poing*? * The sheer horror of remembering that song is worse than anything this horde could ever inflict. |
As I mentioned quite some time ago, I like big banners (and I cannot lie). One of my biggest pet peeves with Age of Sigmar (and by extension modern GW fantasy miniatures) is the absence of banners in the units. With my recent Goblin projects I had a chance to rebase one of my older, more ostentatious banners and to try a by now ancient technique on another banner. Here's the result.
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| Raise your banners, Goblins of the Night! |
As I typed that headline, I heard a million SEO-consultants cry out in terror, suddenly silenced. Smart move on the consultants' side, as I've added even more Greenskins to my square-based horde, making them utterly unstoppable*. Some of these have been rebased, but I've also added a nice unit of Middlehammer Wolf Riders, some 3D-printed Wolf Riders and another Wolf Chariot to the mix horde.
* Until the first bravery test, that is.
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| A lean, mean, green flanking machine! |
I am slightly oversaturating my blog with game reports, but I have an excuse. Backlog! Well backlog and laziness, so I have two excuses! Backlog, laziness and it's fun to write game reports. I have three excuses! You know what, let's assume we all know where this bit is heading and move on to the gist of it. Here are two quick and dirty skirmish reports from recent Stargrave Dead or Alive games I played with the kids. Dadhammer at its finest :).
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| Vexx the killer robot has been on the run for nearly a century. Will he survive crossing the mean streets of this nameless frontier town? |
On a cursed desert plateau, known as the Red Mirage, ancient Elven ruins rest in the shifting sands. Time warps between weather-worn obelisks and the winds howl with forgotten voices. In the shadows of a particularly high dune, storms uncover a forgotten barrow. Its looming gate creaks open, revealing Azhag the Slaughter, or rather Azhag the Time Traveler. Guided by prophetic visions (or possibly a concussed brain squig), he has led a rampaging horde through a time portal into the desert. He's searching for a mythical artifact known as the Sandglass of Ghur. According to the whispers in his skull, this relic allows the wielder to change the flow of time itself. Will anything stop the time-warped warlord from getting his green mitts on this great prize?
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| Azhag the Time Traveler and his pointy-horned friends fight a bunch of pointy-eared glitterboys and their mercenary friends. |
This weekend I decided to go crazy and rebase my old Orcs on new-fangled big 30x30 squares. To be quite honest, I promised myself I would only rebase Ruglud's Ladz, knowing full well I would get carried away doing that. Besides, I figured, rebasing a bunch of Orcs should only take a Saturday morning's worth of time (for me, starting any task requires a complete miscalculation of the time required to actually do it). So a full weekend and a few mid-week evenings later, here's a bunch of rebased Greenskins, ready to take on The Old World in style.
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| These ancient Orcs have always been based, now they have also been rebased! |
Fresh from getting their helmets dented on the Sands of Discord, my brave Bretonnian knights leapt back into action to fight a fancy tournament--only to be rudely interrupted by marauding Goblins and their larger (dumber) friends. What started out as the Grand Tournament of Parravon quickly turned into The Goblin Gambit.
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| Greenskins? On your tournament grounds? More likely than you think! |