It's been a while since I posted anything new. Not because I have been slacking off mind you (yeah right), well OK I have somewhat. When the weather has been good enough to take photos I have been doing other things. And when it's turned crap again, well I have been painting (and playing Hearts of Iron III - curse you Paradox studios and your time consuming software).
However this afternoon was just right, so I took a couple of WIP shots of some figures I'm doing for my Warhammer Empire army. They're all incomplete in one way or another, but getting close enough to taste it.
First up a new Marksman (or unit champion) for one of my Riflemen squads. I'm aiming for 4 blocks of 20 of these. 84 shots per turn should really mess someones day up big time, and I should also be able to carry out bounding overwatch maneuvers with them.
Next we have the standard bearer for "The Great Guardians of Gausser". Theordoric Gausser is the Count of Nordland, and this guy is the standard bearer for a group of greatsworders (or Landsknechts) that are his bodyguard. They're only deployed when the battle is of critical important to Count Gausser. The banner was printed and then glued to the figure. The figure itself is pewter and has a very annoying tendency of toppling over, despite the counterweights I have glued to the insides of the base.
And here's one of the greatswords...
Next up, a watchman from Middenheim. They're known to our RPG group as the Elf Killers - although in fact they didn't kill our elf, just badly wound him. Either way, he runs from halbards these days.
Finally another unit champion (or Sargent in this case), this time for a Halbardier unit. I decided to go a little over the top with the head on this one. There can be no mistaking who the boss is in this unit. I figured maybe he was a knight who could no longer ride or something like that. Works for me anyway.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
These poor wretches have been mutated by the warping powers of the chaos gods, either by bad luck or by consorting with the same gods. Some still retain a bit of their inner humanity but others - cast out of their homes - have sworn revenge upon the society that rejected them.