Friday, 12 January 2018
Tuesday, 2 January 2018
Strange to think, isn't it? None of those optics are theirs. All scavenged from battlefields. They spend their lives looking through the eyes of dead men. What an odd perspective on the world that must bring.
Saturday, 30 December 2017
Hey folks. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and I wish you a happy new year too! Sorry for the delayed best wishes, but as usual at this time of year, life is just super busy with family, visits, work etc (the usual stuff). Fortunately I have managed to do a little hobby over the last month or so, working 10 mins here and there on a venom for La Danse Macabre.......
Wednesday, 20 December 2017
The little scavenger padded its feet as it stood, trying to drive out the cold. There was little, really, to mark it as female beneath its layers upon layers of rags. A slightness of build perhaps, but little else. Not like the concubines of the Crow-Chief, or the zealous warrior-women that visited the Wolves on occasion. Just another scavenger among the multitudes. Another faceless, nameless individual to anyone looking on.
Tuesday, 5 December 2017
Eek how time flies! Been awhile since I finished this guy, but this is the first I have managed to get round to posting him up.
I have been playing a few games of Silver tower with a few friends at my local game club and really enjoying it. However my Dwarf character I painted awhile back was just doing appallingly badly for me. I couldn't hit a barn door most of the time, and my companions were constantly bailing me out from certain death in most encounters my Dwarf found himself in :D