Sometimes good ideas just creep up on you. Last weekend someone started a chat on the Oldhammer FB page about the Elric RPG Stormbringer. We had a informative little discussion and minutes later I was browsing eBay. Within 2 days a copy of Stormbringer had popped through my door. Pursuing the wonders of Elrics world I thought about how I might put on a game set in the world of the Young Kingdoms.
It occurred to me that a game with just Elric wandering about kicking ass and Stormbringer drinking should might be a bit one sided. The classic citadel Eternal Champion set has several characters that are different incarnations of the Eternal Champion so are just as bad ass as the last king of Melnibóne. Then, while standing in the shower thinking I remembered the first story in the Elric novel, Sailor on the Sea of Fate.
Basically Elric gets picked up by a mysterious ship and taken off into the mist. The ship sails between different planes of reality and we get to meet other incarnations of the Eternal Champion. They are taken to places to do battle in order to restore the balance between the gods of Law and Chaos, these places may or may not be on the same plane or time that the Champions are from.
And all of a sudden an Idea for the Wipsters game at BOYL17 was in my head!
Each player picks an incarnation of the Eternal Champion and a companion. They could be one of the ones we all know and love, Corum, Hawkmoon, Erekose or indeed Elric or they could be obscure ones that crop up in one of Moorcocks novels (Brian or Goldberg anyone?) or they could make one up and invent their own mythos along with a figure lovingly crafted in Moorcockian style (if there is such a thing).
These Characters will be delivered on the beach of some strange land where they are to stop the Summoning of some creature of another Plane who's entrance into the world will tip the balance between Law and Chaos with catastrophic results.
But who is the mysterious sorcerer who attempting to summon such a being? What dangers lie between the beach and the ruined tower that enigmatic captain has told our heroes is their goal?
The plan is, therefore, for the Various Wipsters and Friends who will be gathering at the Oldhammer weekend to get their Champion and companion painted between now and the fateful day. Their efforts will be displayed on the mighty pages of this blog.
I will be painted foes for them to battle and will be also be putting together a battleground for their heroic epic to be taking place on. I will also be deciding which rules we'll be using and also trying to keep a lid on the extraneous boasting about their champions abilities by limiting or boosting their stats as thing progress.
So essentially, stay tuned. However, to whet your whistle you might want to check out Axiom's posts about his Moorcock miniatures. He has lots of nice ones.
25 March 2017
17 March 2017
He's Mean and GREEN!!
Thoughts on Orcs by BulldogLopez
Orcs are green things that live in holes and eat humans for fun. They like working for bad guys with loads of treasure because humans like treasure and Orcs like to eat humans for fun.
Did I mention that orcs like to eat humans for fun? They do.
Here is a picture of a cleaver.
One time a silly human was wandering around the forest (probably looking for treasure) when he ran into this orc. The human took out some white dice and threw them at the orc. He laughed a silly human laugh when the dice showed three silly shields.
The orc cut off the human's arms and laughed. His joke was better.
The human didn't scream for long because he ran out of blood. Humans are so silly.
This orc was painted with green paint because green is the best color. His tunic is blue because this orc sometimes like the color blue. Did I mention green is the best color? The cleaver is covered in human blood.
Humans are silly.
A loyal citizen of Mega-City One moonlighting as a war game hobbyist. I enjoy long walks along the corpse-laden fields of victory, consuming the warm flesh of my enemies, dancing merrily to the lamentations of the women, and painting little lead men.
16 March 2017
On a quiet wednesday night/evening/afternoon/morning (depending on time zones), a few guys gathered on a video chat to do what they do best : talking non sense. And painting.
The idea though was motivated by the will to paint like PROS. Exclusively with their worst brush.
I'm a 34 years old child splitting his life between his kids, his job as a civil engineer, his passion for Kendo, all sorts of comics, video games, RPG's, and miniature painting/collecting. I fell in the realms of Chaos more than 20 years ago and have not really escaped it yet... Jack of many trades, master of none...
03 February 2017
Previously on Remember Cadia.
The forces of chaos did a very bad thing. Cadia was destroyed.
The last survivors of Cadia fight on against the Black Legion on the moon of Klaisus. Reports reach sector commanders that a small flotilla of lifeboats, merchantmen and Imperial Navy craft evacuated a tiny fraction of the population of Cadia - mainly civilians and injured service personnel. These refugees have been directed to safe space, outside the warzone.
Upon reaching sanctuary, Cadian veterans find that they are reviled and mistreated by the local population. Tainted by the whiff of chaos and the dishonour of failure.
|A badly injured Cadian veteran is spat on and sneered at by locals.|
I've been gaming since the late 1980s - I tend to get distracted and jump from one project to another. The one constant is that I love the character of Citadel miniatures of the late 1980s and early 1990s - Warhammer, Blood Bowl, Rogue Trader.
31 January 2017
After spending about twenty objective years perpetually at about three subjectives seconds to galactic midnight, the timeline in the Imperium is finally progressing. This is a fun thing.
Well, not fun for the Imperium generally, but for fans.
In a middle aged effort to remain relevant with hip, young folk the Creeps have decided to paint some Cadians.
22 January 2017
Last to the party, but still with monsters following behind him, comes The Wizard!
Fistion the Fabulous (The name given to him by his parents was Reginald, but seriously who's going to be in awe of 'The Mighty Reginald'!?!) jogged through the dimly lit corridors. A drip of something cold fell from the ceiling and ran down inside his tunic.
Buffdar the Buffoon (something that Reggie promised himself to say out loud one day) had gone into the next room and Fistion could hear the clash of steal. It was probably more orcs; Buffdumn always roared that way when fighting the greeskins.
Fristion heard a grunt from his cerebrally challenged companion and immediately reached into his pockets for his spell cards. Looks like the big fellow was going to get the healing spell again. Fristion really hoped that the diminutive grumpy one managed to release Mydicyn... er..... Medicanyc... er..... The Elf from the lat trap. He hated having to use his staff on orcs - it wasn't fair! They had more dice than him!!
I volunteered to paint the wizard almost straight away. I have long planned to paint my heroquest set and what better way to start than as part of a Creep project. I started him only shortly after Cheetor started his dwarf and almost immediately stalled. This has been the most difficult model that I have ever painted! He has no details other than the ripples on his cloak. I have been told to avoid free-handing a 28mm face and I now know why - it destroys your soul!
However, after getting an awesome Secret WIPster present of Mongrol, I set myself the restriction of not being allowed to paint anything else, until the wizard was done.
So, here he is (he's not perfect, but I'm reasonably pleased with how he came out):
I really hope we get the chance to put all these HQ models together for a game one day.