Friday, September 22, 2017

Wizgit and the savages

Wizgit slowly chomped down another magic mushroom as the tribe of savage orcs looked on. They half expected his head to explode there and then. As burly and tough as the savage orcs were, none of them could stomach more than a bite of a magic mushroom before they puked their guts out. Yet there stood Wizgit swallowing his twelfth mushroom in perfect silence, save for breaking wind every few minutes. The savage orcs stared in wonder, and waited for the incantations that were to follow. In truth, the silence was disconcerting to other greenskins given the reputation the savage orcs had established amongst their kin. However, the impressiveness of their brutality on the battlefield was second only to their blind obedience to the chosen shaman of their tribe. He was regarded as the prophet of Mork amongst them and, like Mork, he did not hesitate to clobber or stab dissidents within the tribe, when their back were turned of course.

I like how these savages turned out. I've always had a soft spot for the savage orc models and recall my trepidation when facing them in battle during 5th edition games. Therefore, they had to be part of my greenskin army. I like the classic blue tattoo look, so I went with that.

First up is Wizgit, a simple but imposing model.

Here are the deities he worships, Gork (who, as the ancient texts say, is brutal but kunnin') and Mork (who is kunnin' but brutal). I'm sure there is a Khorne and Tzeentch analogy in there somewhere...

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Gristletooth boosts his ranks

" 'Ere 'e comes," shouted one of the night goblin spearmen, with an equal measure of envy and fear in his voice. A few feet away, a diminutive figure shoved and clobbered all those standing in his way. His bodyguard were too busy avoiding their boss's swinging weapons and foul temper to call order to the surrounding rabble. In times of battle, the night goblins followed Gristletooth more out of fear of his wrath than anything else. Gristletooth knew this, and besides bringing order he also knew that potential usurpers would think twice before trying to stab him in the back. Ironically, the numbers of his followers grew and grew as tales of his feats drew night goblins from every nook and cranny of the Mountains of Mourn. A fair few orcs were also drawn to the din of war, and the promises of glory and plunder were enough to convince them that temporarily following a measly goblin was worth it...for the moment at least.

I bring you the bolstered ranks of Gristletooth. Nothing groundbreaking in the painting technique department, although the struggle with these guys is more a mental one (painting ranks and ranks of foot troops). Luckily, I love the Kev Adams sculpts, which makes the torture a little more bearable.

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Army-wide picture and savage orcs

Well, i must admit that while I have not updated this blog i'm a few weeks, I have been far from idle. I have been systematically working on the green tide that is my night goblin army and friends. I have not updated the blog since I really dislike taking pictures (is it just me??). I get caught up in trying to get the settings and picture right, and find out that I could have been spending that time painting instead! Anyhow, here is the army. I will upload pics and commentary of each unit in the coming weeks

I've always wanted to paint savage orcs with war paint, so here they are. I'm quite pleased with how they turned out. I remember shaking in my boots when I faced the savage orc boar boyz in 5th ed, so I wanted to do the paint jobs justice. Got another 5 of these guys to do, plus mounted shaman

Monday, January 30, 2017

Balog the Brutal

Balog belched loudly as he rubbed his stomach. The putrid stench of half-digested meat filled the air around him. He hadn't devoured a cow this tasty since that time Grotfang's army had overrun the peasant village up by the Mountains of Mourn. He bellowed in laughter as he remembered how the townsfolk had run for their lives as he battered their half-burning houses with  the large log he used as a weapon.

Friday, January 6, 2017

Would you like your meat ground finer?

I've always loved the look and fluff of snotlings pump wagons, so why not have 2 of them? What can be scarier than a ramshackle wagon of rusted blades driven my drugged-up snotlings who have no regard for their own life let alone that of others? I've always wondered whether orcs and goblins use this death-dealing machine more as a tool for their own amusement on the battlefield rather than a weapon intended to wreak havoc on the enemy.

Nobody in Grotfang's goblin army knowns when or how these 2 pump wagons were constructed. In truth, even the tougher Orc allies who sometimes choose to associate themselves with Grotfang's army dread to think what kind of disturbed mind would conceive of such inventions. Reliability is rarely a concern amongst greenskins. What they really dread is being turned into a mangled set of unrecognizable limbs when the pump wagons run rampant on the battlefield. There are some who say that greenskins don't fight as well when pump wagons are around, since the orc and goblin troops are always keeping one eye on the wagons, ready to flee in the opposite direction when they begin to approach. The most experienced generals will feed their troops unique concoctions of herbs and mushrooms on the night before battle, intended to dull their sense of fear and enbolden their troops. Of course, moderation is not a well-known greenskins quality, and many a battle plan has been ruined by goblins throwing caution to the wind at a crucial point of the battle.