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The Colouring-in Room / Goblin war snail
« on: December 22, 2015, 11:16:19 PM »
Back after a long absence... Computer went on the fritz, blue screen of death, no internet access, recovery partition on HDD don't fix problem, recovery disk only has windows XP, seriously considering switching to Ubuntu, early xmas present of new computer, Install new software, getting to grips with GIMP, had to find out what acronym actually stood for before I dared to google for it, finally back! What have I been doing?

Early work in progress shots of goblin war snail. How better to survive the battle than to make sure you always turn up late? Texture on the snails back is taking forever, and actually feeling slightly ill doing the crinkly bits along the sudopod...  :sick:
Feels good to be emerging from long creative malaise at last, hope to get some more WiP pics up soon.

Still have not painted that fish in a spacesuit yet. :tumbleweed:

The Colouring-in Room / Fish in a Spacesuit.
« on: August 21, 2015, 02:04:04 PM »

Been messing around with Beesputty, turned out like this. Should I do more, or is he just too weird? What kind of psychic powers would fish have? He must have some, cos how else does he reach the controls of his ship with those stubby little fins?
I have already cast him, next step is to get it painted...

The Colouring-in Room / Halloween WiP
« on: October 31, 2014, 04:51:18 PM »
Not really a work in progress, 'cos he's nearly done.

The Colouring-in Room / More home-grown goblins
« on: June 08, 2014, 08:06:21 PM »
The other thread was getting a bit cluttered, plus those gobbos are all finished now, and should be safe and sound at there new home. So here is a bright shiny new work in progress thread:

I think I went a bit OTT on the scale armour on that first goblin. Nothing like making life difficult for yourself. On the plus side, definitely starting to get the hang of doing feet. Now I just have to nerve myself to do the fingers...

Other Mini's, RPGS, Etc / Dragon Bait Miniatures
« on: April 29, 2014, 08:47:18 PM »
OK, I think this is the right place to put this, but moderators feel free to (re)move it...

I've never actually done the crowd funding thing before, but I think that this one is probably worth it just for the barbarian hobbit alone:

The miniatures are (being) sculpted by Kevin "Goblin Master" Adams, and the finished greens look pretty cool so far.
Could be worth a look if you have some spare change down the back of the sofa...

The Colouring-in Room / Home-brewed Halfling & half-stewed Goblin
« on: February 27, 2014, 03:31:38 PM »
Some finished greens/greeny-browns. Very hard to get good photos of these. The hobbit is only 15mm to the eyes, so it's almost impossible to get his face in focus  :crazy:

This one just did not want to bo photographed at all. Kept on asking "Yoo lookin' at me?"

14mm to the slightly bleary eyeball.

The Colouring-in Room / Home-grown Goblins
« on: February 26, 2014, 04:54:44 PM »
Some work in progress stuff I recently rediscovered. These have been sitting on the corks since last September, I think. Time to get them finished.

I am the Master of Procrastination! But this little dude is almost done:

There's two or three more with no arms or heads yet, I'll see if I can get any pictures done tomorrow...

General Ranting / Happy Halloween
« on: October 31, 2013, 11:07:23 PM » all on the FoD. I spent the day putting up shelves... spooky shelves. :zom:
Hope someone out there had more fun than me.

Doctor Who / Old Episodes
« on: October 11, 2013, 04:07:55 PM »
...found in nigeria.
Darn it! I could have bought these, but I thought it was just another scam email... :silly

WIPs of Doom / No Head Ned's 1st DoD
« on: October 03, 2013, 08:10:45 PM »
First off, the starting pic again:

This may be a very sparse thread, for some reason I seem to find Work in Progress threads strangely de-motivational. Anyway, we shall see how it goes.

Birthdays! / happy birthday Balgin
« on: September 10, 2013, 12:34:12 PM »
 :cheers: Happy birth day to you, happy birth day to you...
Have a good one, ye ole grouch!

The Colouring-in Room / Orc work in progress
« on: April 28, 2013, 05:11:03 PM »
And on the corks today, we have got: One pair of legs. much progress this actually sees depends entirely on how motivated I am feeling over the next few days/weeks, & my not being distracted by something shiny, or a passing butterfly. Hopefully, starting a work in progress thread here will help to keep me focused. Comments, criticism and snorts of derision are all welcome.

...oh, look. A butterfly...

The Colouring-in Room / Goblin WiP
« on: March 26, 2013, 08:56:29 PM »

Well, I did promise to sculpt something for Goblinaid, so here it is.

Not a great photo, I'm afraid. The little guy is about 22mm from the soles of his feet to the tips of his humourously upraised fingers. He's almost done, just the spikes/studs on his mace to go.

Need to PM Geronimo, now.

Questions and Answers / Mystery elf
« on: February 25, 2013, 04:24:59 PM »
Been going through the old lead pile. I got this guy in a rummage bin at eastern front in Norwich the other year. The label said classic citadel elf, but can't find him on stuff of legends. If it is citadel, the lack of a slotta base makes him very "classic" indeed. Anyone got any ideas?

More views in my Cheddarmongers gallery.

Libertee's Miscellaneous Musings II / Happy Halloween everyone
« on: October 31, 2012, 10:00:35 PM »
Not many trick-or-treaters this year, so plenty of sweeties left for me!  :twisted:

Going to settle down with a DVD of dance of the vampires later. Whats everyone else up to?

General Ranting / Anyone else going this year?
« on: September 06, 2012, 06:13:12 PM »

I went last year, it was quite fun. Any other FoD-ers planning on going?

Hasslefree Gaming and Fluffery / Dwarven-Elvish Diplomatic Relations
« on: September 02, 2012, 10:32:13 PM »
A little more fluff for you. Feedback/spelling corrections are welcomed.

Dwarven-Elvish Diplomatic Relations

The elven king, Wilbur Willowslim, was not best pleased when the dwarven ambassador to the elven court told him that the winter palace built by his fabled ancestors in the Time of Legends was, in his opinion, structurally unsound. "Come back in five 'undred year 'an it'll be fallin' doon around yon pointy ears. Why, t'won't tak' more than four or five kegs o' gunpowder t'demolish entire north wing." He was even less pleased when the dwarven ambassador by way of demonstration suited actions to words. "Y'see? I told ye. wot cooboys built that for ye, eh?"

The dwarven king, Gudburt Goldgrabber, was also not best pleased to hear that his cousin, the ambassador to the elven court, had been beheaded for architectural criticism.

The elven king was even less pleased when a dwarven expeditionary force entered his kingdom, marched upon what was left of his winter palace and put the entire elven court to the sword (and the axe).

The dwarven king was still less pleased when an army sent by Wanda Willowslim, the late elven king's widow, marched into his mountains and razed every town, village, farm and settlement they could find, including several perfectly good breweries.
Myxyma T'ossiss, the ancient fire wyrm of legend, was also not pleased when her centuries-long slumber was disturbed by a dwarf king and his royal guard entering her cavern deep beneath the Dwarfhold Mountains, to call in an ancestral favour she had hoped had been forgotten.

The elven queen was therefore somewhat narked to hear that her entire army, including the general who had been so sympathetic about her royal husbands long absences from court, and even more sympathetic since his tragic demise, had been burned alive by a particularly large and ferocious dragon as they were marching back from the Dwarfhold Mountains.
She was even more narked to hear upon the return of the elven peace envoy, her sister Portia P'Ortalou, of the dwarf king's reaction to hearing her proud and ancient family name (In elven circles, it is considered a grave insult to snort beer through one's nose when greeting a peace envoy).

For his part, King Goldgrabber had been equally unimpressed by Portia's confusing the traditional formal greeting in ancient high dwarvish "kíAkalak A!k n'Aknak" (May your beer be strong and incapacitating) with the ancient dwarven curse "Kílakanak ak N'akanak" (May your offspring be numerous and noisy).

When he was attacked as he slept by a Blood Wraith sent by elven necromancers, King Goldgrabber was lucky to escape with his life, only managing to despatch the foul eartheral undead with the nail clippers (engraved with a Plus One Rune of Sharpness) he kept on his bedside table.

Upon receiving an ensorcelled Amulet of Exploding from an "anonymous admirer" Queen Wanda had a pretty shrewd idea who was to blame.

It was perhaps inevitable, then, that the full might of the dwarven and elvish hordes should meet on the field of battle. It was perhaps also inevitable that the elven host, with their nine foot long steel pikes, would not fare well in the electrical storm that broke the same day, or that the dwarfs in their iron plate would fare any better in the quagmire created by the torrential downpour that followed. Altogether some forty-two thousand, four hundred and forty-two elves, thirty-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-seven dwarfs and a small dog perished on that dark day, and a bitter enmity has existed between the two kingdoms ever since.

(King Goldgrabber had been very fond of his dog.)

Hasslefree Gaming and Fluffery / Cave Goblins and Mountain Dwarfs
« on: August 30, 2012, 06:28:49 PM »
People have been commenting lately about the recent drop in activity on the FoD. Some attribute this to people looking elsewhere for news of shiny new miniatures, but I reasoned we do not come to the FoD just for the new releases; it's also a place for general natter, games discussions and background fluff. So, taking inspiration from Inso's seemingly inexhaustible supply of grymn-related fluff, I fort I'd 'ave a go.

The following is some of the background fluff for an idea I've had floating around in my head for some time, for a home-brewed adventure/board/skirmish game. It's all fairly generic (dare I say plagiaristic :angel:), but I think it would fit quite well with hasslefree's dwarfs and goblins, notably HFO012 & HFD017.

Cave Goblins and Mountain Dwarfs
Dominated by the formidable Mount Grimsplat, the great mountain range known as the Trolls Leg runs the length of the northern reaches of the Old Kingdom. Its lower slopes are heavily swathed in dark, brooding forests, and its highest peaks are home only to the eagles and large-footed hairy humanoids. Never the less, the region is populated, both by the clans of hardy mountain dwarfs who live on the slopes, hunting in the forests and prospecting for gold, and by the cave-dwelling goblins who inhabit the vast system of natural caves, tunnels and caverns under the mountains. Over time, the dwarf miners began to dig deeper into the mountains, and the first meetings between cave goblins and mountain dwarfs alas did not go well...

Many of the goblins were in the habit of covering themselves with a luminous goo made from boiled glow bugs, the better to see where they were going in the stygian gloom of their underworld home, and avoid bumping into each other in the dark. The first dwarf settlers of the underways were alarmed to encounter the eerie glowing apparitions of long dead goblins wandering in the dark. Attempts were made to exorcise the unquiet spirits by the traditional dwarven method of having a priest strike the revenant on the head with a large ritual mallet inscribed with powerful Runes of Banishing. The spectre would then flee, howling, back into the dark.

The dwarf miners were in the habit of carrying small, phosphorescent fairies imprisoned in special lanterns. From these, the fairies would occasionally escape. The escaped fairies thrived in their new underground environment, subsisting on the many varieties of edible mushroom that the goblins cultivate for food. With the fairy population raging out of control, the goblins found their crops failing due to this strange new blight, and many of their caves became barren and uninhabitable.
Gradually the dwarf clans drove the goblin tribes deeper underground, conquering the goblinsí ancestral caves and excavating them for gold, ores, gold, precious stones and gold. The dwarfs began to enlarge the bigger caverns, carving the stone and dressing the walls with elaborate runes and statues. The goblins were pretty degusted by this, seeing it as the destruction of an unspoilt natural wilderness. They were horrified by what they saw as simple-minded vandalism, particularly the dwarfs' destruction of the Great Stalagmite in the Cave of Bogies, a natural monolith standing many gobbos wide at its base, and so tall that its tip was lost in the darkness of the cavernís roof.

Over time the dwarfs increased their hold on the mountain underways, establishing several large cities both above and below ground, connected by the mountain passes and tunnels both natural and dwarf made. During this time the goblins were driven further and further underground, into the deepest, darkest dankest corners of the underworld, and the highest, bleakest coldest peaks of the mountains, where they shivered though the harsh mountain winters, and caught sniffles. Over many years the dwarfs established an unshakeable hold on the region, an underground empire of considerable military & economic might consisting of numerous dwarfholds, a chain of fortresses connected by the underways. Many times the goblins mounted raids in an attempt to reclaim the caves, but were inevitably beaten back by the more organised dwarfs, who were always able to call upon reinforcements from a neighbouring hold. This situation persisted for many generations, until a great disaster occurred.

It was not actually a particularly big volcano, and was situated many leagues away from the dwarf realm, but the resulting tremors were felt even at that great distance. Alas, owing to a relaxation of health & safety regulations, the dwarfs had for many years now been mining and tunnelling beneath the mountains with considerably more enthusiasm than caution, and many parts of the underways were demolished in a series of violent cave-ins. Such was the extent of the dwarven excavations in some areas, it is estimated that the resulting subsidence shortened Mt. Grimsplat by a full 400 feet. This area of the underway is known to goblins today as "the Great Dwarf Sandwich". All of this resulted in the isolation of several key dwarfholds. Cut off from reinforcements, these holds quickly fell to goblin raiders, who lost no time establishing themselves in the abandoned fortresses. The dwarfs, weakened by the loss of so many holds, both to natural disaster and the vengeful goblins, were unable to retake the lost ground in spite of spirited efforts. Now the dwarfs tell stories of the goblins defiling their ancestral homes, defacing tombs and casting down ancient statues, including the great statue of king Goodbeard, carved in ages past by master craftsmen from a single huge stalagmite.

Thus we are left with the situation today: the dwarfs are on the decline, their ancient empire in ruins, now living in scattered isolation, permanently at war with the goblins. The goblins are now in the ascendant, consolidating their hold on the mountain strongholds seized from the dwarfs. Each faction harbouring a deep and long standing grudge against the other. The dwarfs view the goblins as nothing more than crude and ignorant vandals, and the goblins, oddly enough, think the same thing about the dwarfs. Both are fighting to reclaim their ancestral homelands from the invaders.

General Ranting / Lurk mode cancelled.
« on: July 31, 2012, 02:01:04 PM »
Well, I'm back. Did anybody miss me?
What d'you mean, "Who are you?"

I suppose I'd better explain where I've been all of this time. In a word: University.

I've just spent the last 3 years earning a Bh Hons in illustration at NUCA, and two years before that getting the grades I needed just to get into uni.
All in all, the process has not been nearly as much fun, or nearly as rewarding, as I had hoped. Turns out that students on an illustration course spend rather less time being taught how to draw than you might think.

Still, I've got the piece of paper now, earned a few letters after my name, been diagnosed as having dyslexia, which got me a new computer, and (self) diagnosed as having mild depression. So thatís something, I suppose.

Now all the stress and hassle of attending classes, sitting through boring lectures & writing boring dissertations is all over, I should be able to come creeping back and start wasting more of my time on the jolly old FoD, and wasting more of my money on toy soldiers.

So... anything happen while I was away?

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