Wednesday, October 18, 2017


Okay, I think I said no more terrain for a little bit, but I lied. I had originally intended to build an outhouse because I thought that would be fun. But then I decided I wanted to test out some Liquitex Stucco gel. And who has ever heard of a stuccoed outhouse? So instead I grabbed the gatehouse that came with the old (sadly, out of production) Citadel Watchtower. I slathered the stucco over the model and after it was try, set to painting it. The it was painted off-white and initially washed with some heavily thinned Bronzed Flesh. I then applied various washes and dry brushes. I'm reasonably happy with it, but Blue in Vermont has achieved much better results than I did!

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

The Ignea Mortis

"Shine that light over here, Hemlut" whispered the Blacksmith in his gravely voice. Helmut did so, allowing his compatriots to find where the ground was softest; indicating a newly laid body. "I can never tell when he's angry with that voice of his" though Helmut as he did so. "This one's brand new, that crazy ol' loon'll pay good coin for this one," the masked man said in hushed tones. "Dig him up, boys, we've gots works to do!"

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

I'm not dead yet!

"And there I was, yessir, amidst the dead of my regiment, the Spears of Hoffenmark, lying wounded and the only survivor on either side. And on down the road I sees a dust cloud coming up slowly. At first, I thought it might be the reinforcements we was promised. Then I thought it might at least be more of them, come ta finish me off. But i'twasnt neither. It was Death himself, come to collect the bodies!"

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

The Sticher

"Now, now me boy. True power doesn't come from chaos. That'll just make you a puppet--and that is no power at all. And it doesn't come from Sigmar, either!" cackled the wizened old man as he hackec a glob of phlegm at the mention of Sigmar. He grabbed his corpulent assistant by the arm and lead him the dais. His familiar followed him, psychically knowing where to shine the light from its candle to illuminate its master's project. "No, it comes from the mastery of life and death, and once I am done with my children, Ottersricht shall be ours!"

Friday, September 22, 2017

New Domain and a Contest!

For a long time I stored all my photos of my miniatures on Photobucket. For those that haven't heard, someone over there decided they were going to start charging a substantial amount of money to link to the photos in your gallery. But to be honest, I was largely getting sick of Photobucket anyway due to the obscene number of advertisements you have to deal with. So, with the new fees to host photos being metaphorical the straw that broke the camel's back, I decided to set up my own image server and gallery for my photos (quite honestly, I hated most of the commercial photo sharing options). To do so, I had to purchase some server space and that came with it's own domain name. So update your bookmarks because my blog is now located at The old address will still work if you're lazy though!

Now, the gallery isn't quite up and running yet, but I wanted to go ahead and run a contest! The first person that can tell me what my blog's title is a reference to (without Googling it!) will win Death on his Pale Horse from Thomas Foss' Triumph of Death range, painted by yours truly!

Now get guessing!

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Bring Out Yer Dead [Lead]!

There is no denying that the Mayor was an odd and often polarizing figure, but nothing stood out more than his steadfast protection of religious freedom and refusal to impose the rites of the Imperial Cult on the people of Karr-Keel.  Not surprisingly, in the absence of official religion, strange new rituals cropped up throughout the city.  And, in spite of the Mayor’s protests, he played a central role in many of them.  One that drew adherents from all over the city was the Fellowship of the Flames, which preached that those who died on the Mayor’s birthday were truly blessed, and celebrated the great event by burning the bodies of the blessed dead on a giant bonfire after the Mayor’s birthday cake was served.  This ceremony was a particular favorite of the Teamsters Guild, and their festively decorated carts could be seen making their way through the streets of Karr-Keel as they gathered up the freshly dead for the Fellowship’s Great Fire.  Surrounded by costumed partygoers and entertainers, and showered with coin thrown by ecstatic adherents, each cart was enveloped in its own processional of color, sound, and infectious enthusiasm.  There is some irony in the fact that, of all the people of Karr-Keel, only the new dead on their way to the Great Fire failed to rise again in the wake of the Necroburgher’s curse.  Perhaps the Fellowship was right, and they were the blessed few.  Regardless, many of these carts still travel throughout Karr-Keel, gathering up the remains of vagabonds, thieves, and adventurers who are drawn to their doom in the cursed city by the siren’s song of riches and power.  What the rotting teamsters do with their haul is anyone’s guess.  Who knows what use the Necroburgher has for such gristly things?

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Karolingia Panthers Bloodbowl Franchise Club

Bloodbowl season is upon as! I completed this team back in March or April, and didn't get a chance to photograph them before I had to put everything up. They were largely a speed paint as I had intended to teach my oldest son how to play Bloodbowl since he was really excited about it when I picked it up from my local GW store. Sadly, we still haven't played! The bulk of the armor was airbrushed Vallejo Magic Blue with an Electric Blue zenithal highlight applied. Then an edge highlight of Electric Blue with some white was applied with a brush. The metals, leathers, and flesh were applied as normal. I did again choose to have a multi-ethnic team with four white, four black, and four olive skinned players. Because these models were painted quickly, the roughness was hidden with lots of mud and blood (it is called BLOODbowl after all!). Lots and Lots of mud and blood. Finally, I wanted applied static grass to the entire base, to simulate a well-manicured pitch and painted white chalk lines once the grass was set. Now, I just have to complete the Ogre and the team is set!

First up are the team pictures:

Damn you, inconsistent lighting!

And the individual players:
Kameron Newton

Jakob Menschlich

Stephan Smith

Gerhard Olsen

Knut Greene

Kaiser Peppers

Kristoph Jenkins

Michael Rucker

Dagmar Morgan

Wilhelm Witherspoon

Tomas Davis

Rainer Kalil