The month of October was epically productive as far as gaming is concerned. My girlfriend spent the entire month backpacking in Europe, and while I would have loved to have joined her it wasn’t in the cards this time. However this did give me a ton of free time to model, paint and play. I wrote a six game campaign, fought between the Night Goblin and Dwarf armies. I hope to get the scenarios posted in the upcoming weeks. John played as the stunties and I played as the Greenskins. After we finished that we started on a campaign he wrote. This time he took over control of the Goblins and I played his Empire. We have played quite a few games but it is ongoing. I wanted to do something Halloweenish so I picked up a box of zombies and some old pewter vampires for cheap on Ebay. I know some people don’t like the goofy GW zombies, but I love them. I didn’t quite get around to painting the whole regiment, I still have three left to do, but I am pleased with how they turned out. I am afraid to say that future posts maybe few and far between, as my phone crashes every time I try to open my WordPress app and my computer is subpar. Anyway here are some incredibly late Halloween photos. I hope you enjoy them.
The Grung Byrn Relief Force
The dwarf mines at Grung Byrn stretch deep into the heart of the Grey Mountains. Founded over two millennia ago, when dwarf surveyors from the Worlds Edge Mountains discovered iron and copper here. It has supplied neighboring holds, chiefly Karak Izor and Karak Norn ever since. What had initially started as skirmishes between miners and night goblins in the spring of imperial year 2521, quickly escalated into intense tunnel fighting. The lower defenses fell in the summer of Imperial year 2521, after Thane Dorin Onehand was eaten by a particularly unpleasant cave squig. Goblin activity increased in the surrounding area, culminating in the Slaughter of Winters Teeth pass IC 2523, where a diplomatic caravan heading from Karak Hirn, to Karak Norn was ambushed. Only Alrik Ranulfssons’ niece, Bera Ghunnarsdottier, managed to survive the bloodbath. Word of the massacre reached Karak Hirn, prompting King Alrik to send a military expedition to Grung Byrn. A score of miners headed by Borri Brokkisson and master engineer Flakki Skalfsson were sent to shore up the mines defenses in the summer of IC 2523.
Heroes
Flakki Skalfsson
Mast Engineer 129pts
Gromril Armor, Great Weapon, Brace of Pistols
Rune of Resistance
Rune of Luck
Rune of Stone
Borri Brokkisson
Thane Battle Standard Bearer (165pts)
Gromril Armor
Master Rune of Gromril,Rune of Furry ,
Rune of Cleaving ,Rune of Speed
Sven Ironhaft
Runesmith (144pts)
Gromril Armor, Great Weapon
Rune of Spell Breaking x2,
Rune of Stone
Rune of Warding
Core
The Storm Clouds of Clan Wintersun
10 Thunderers (150pts)
Light Armor, Dwarf Handguns, Shields
The Hunters of Iron Crag Hills
10 Quarrelers (120pts)
Light Armor, Crossbows, Shields
Grung Byrn Miners
20 Warriors (225pts)
Heavy Armor, Great Weapons, Full Command
Special

Deathbringer
1 Bolt Thrower (60pts)
Light Armor, Engineer
Doombringer
1 Bolt Thrower (60pts)
Light Armor, Engineer
Urk Grund
Grudge Thrower (150pts)
Light Armor, Engineer, Brace of Pistols
Rune of Accuracy, Rune of Penetrating
The Grey Mountain Wanderers
10 Slayers (155pts)
7 Troll Slayers, 3 Giant Slayers
Rare
The Wings of Grungni
Gyrocopter (140pts)
Total: 1498pts
The Mine Tunnels at Grung Byrn
I have been painting like crazy in an effort to complete the dwarf army before October. This past week, as I was writing scenarios for the campaign I am working on, I thought to myself “How can I have dwarfs and night goblins fighting an entire campaign above ground?” I decided I had to take a break from painting bolt throwers and build some sort of underground terrain. I had a big piece of styrofoam laying around and it inspired me to make an underground skirmish board. It’s pretty quick and dirty but it will have to suffice for the time being.
I started by cutting the outlines of the trenches with a sharp blade. Then I used my fingers to break out the majority of the styrofoam, and used the blade to smooth and shape the tops and sides of the walls. Next I smeared drywall plaster all over the inside and let it dry overnight.
The next morning I cut some squares out of cereal boxes, one for the floor in the beer room, and one for the ramp to the upper level. I shaped some sticks to look like supports and stuck them all around along the walls. Next I painted watered down PVA over the entire piece to keep it from melting when I primed it. I used straight PVA along the ground and sprinkled a thick layer of dirt on to it. 
After the glue was dry I primed the whole thing black and let that dry. I used an old blister pack as a pallet and mixed up a brown from red, yellow and blue craft paint. In another blister pack I mixed up a watered down dark grey and painted it on all over, then I added a few splotches of browns where I thought it looked good. I dry brushed a very light grey over this and let the colors blend together a bit. I made a table from the cereal box, and painted some old dwarf standards and glued them to the walls in the beer room. To finish it off I added a few mushrooms here and there, and glued on some flock to act as moss.
I hope to come back to this piece once I have a few more projects under control. I would love to add a few LEDs, maybe model them to look like torches.
The Dwarf Mine
Warhammer Skirmish: A Waaagh! in the Woods
Despite having my girlfriends’ cousins in town this past week, I still had the opportunity to squeeze in some hobby time. I only had a couple of hours on Saturday morning free to game, but that was the perfect opportunity for John to test out his newly painted Greatswords.
Veteran preceptor Fritz Von Gorstein, is a storied knight, who rode with Kurt Helborg at the battle of The Cider Groves. This was an incredibly bloody fray, where a great hoard of orcs were defeated, although the empire suffered incredible losses. In fact Only Kurt, Fritz, Fritzs’ minstrel, and his standard bearer walked away from the battle. Upon returning to Altdorf, Fritz and his comrades had met up with Otto Stienerbocken and the 16th Nulnic Greatswords. After a brief period of rest, the group embarked on a quest to capture a griffin that escaped from the Imperial Zoo. They followed the Teufel River until they reached the foothills of the Grey Mountains. It was here, in a small clearing surrounded by pine trees, that the brave men of the Empire heard a blaring hunting horn.
The forces were as follows:
2 Empire Knights
4 Great Swords
1 Preceptor
1 Counts Champion
Vs.
10 Orc Boyz
1 Orc Big Un
1 Orc Boar Boy Boss
The orcs burst through the trees, and began charging across the meadow toward the men.
Fritz lowered his lance, and with great shout of “For the emperor!” charged the nearest orc. His lance connected, throwing the orc to the ground.

The orcs enveloped the knights, as the clash of steel rang out. In the swirling melee Fritz found himself facing off against the biggest orc he had ever seen.

On the other side of the meadow a hulking orc made a leap at Otto. Easily sidestepping the clumsy attack, Otto swung his sword, it bit deep into the orcs’ thigh, causing it to the fall to the ground.

Fritz brought his sword down In a lightning fast arc. At the last second the orc deflected the blow with its’ shield. The orcs’ crude blade lashed out, but missed its mark. To his left, an orc was run through. On his right an orc was kicked in the head by a warhorse. The horses’ rider was thrown from his saddle by the animals’ frantic bucking.

Otto drove his sword through the orcs’ back as it struggled to stand. The other Greatswords closed with the orcs, neither side was able to land a blow.

A massive boar tore out of the under growth, the battle crazed orc riding atop swung his spear wildly, nearly slicing a Greatsword in half. The lucky trooper was only saved by his finely crafted full plate.
Fritz parried a heavy blow from the massive orc. The impact caused his arm to go numb. Mustering all his strength, he brought his sword up beneath the creatures chin, slicing its’ face in half. Even as the orc fell, more orcs piled in around the knights. For a moment it looked like they would be drown in a tide of green muscles and steel. Sigmar answered their prayers, and no less than three of the foul brutes were killed.
More orcs battered the greatswords. Odwin, the banner bearer, and Dietrich were knocked unconscious.
Otto rushed at the orc riding the boar. His blade hit the orcs’ shoulder, causing it to tumble from its’ mount.
Fritz and his companions made short work of the remaining orcs and turned to face the orcs battling with Otto and the greatswords.
The orc boss is butchered, his thick, black blood pooling around him.
Ottos’ blade swung at the orc, causing it to throw itself to the ground to avoid the blow. Staggering to its’ feet, the orc bellowed defiantly. Fritz noticed the orcs’ fatigue, and swiftly closed with the beast. The orc barely had time to turn its head to face this new threat before it was impaled by the preceptors’ lance.
Fritz kicked the lifeless corpse from of his lance. Glaring at Otto he said “Your days at fencing school are over boy. Learn to fight like a real man.”
Another fantastic game! Although I couldn’t drop a single human, it was great to see two fully painted forces square off. For a moment it looked like the knights would be overwhelmed, but the orcs just couldn’t get through that armor. These games move very fast, and are wonderful if you don’t have the time for a full scale battle. In the near future I hope to incorporate some skirmish games into a larger campaign I am working on. Thanks again to John, and to you for reading this.
Johns’ Greatswords of Nuln
I finished painting the engineer and promptly started on the Greatswords. I had no idea there would be so much detail on the older sculpts. It took me a bit longer to paint than I was expecting, but they have so much character I couldn’t help but fall in love with them. One down side is the paint really likes to chip off the old metals.


Originally I had wanted to paint crossed cannons and a skull on the banner, but I couldn’t make it fit. I ended up going with a mortar shell and laurels instead. Since the paint job is a birthday present, I wanted to add a personal touch to the banner. “Happy birthday!” Did not seem like the appropriate slogan for a group of battle hardened madmen wielding claymores, so I decided to paint his birthdate in Roman numerals.

The Greatswords charge into the orcs of the Cracked Skull tribe
Master Engineer Flakki Skalfsson
This was one of the first dwarf heroes I bought, I picked it up at the beginning of 6th edition. As with a lot of my dwarf army, I never got around to painting him, he just sat in my foam case for years. I was going to use my thane as the general for this army, but it just seemed to fit the fluff better for an engineer to be in charge of some miners and artillery. So I knuckled down and got some color on him.


Here is a close up of his hammer (I still paint my gems like I did in 1999). 
Warhammer Skirmish: The Griffins’ Nest
John and I managed to get a few games of Warhammer Skirmish in on Saturday. We play very informally, no points values, we just throw down what looks good and makes sense for what ever back story we make up.
For this game we decided that a griffin had ransacked an isolated alpine dwarf mining camp. After destroying the black powder stores, and feasting on the dairy goat, the griffin found Freyja, the camp brew frau, and kidnapped her. Returning from a long day of mining, the dwarfs discovered the carnage, and worse, the brewmaster was missing! Around the same time, a wandering giant slayer named Lokki the Unlucky strolled into the decimated camp. Thrilled at the idea of meeting a glorious death, Lokki joined the rescue party. Enraged by the thought of impending sobriety, the dwarfs set out to slay the monster and rescue Freyja.
The forces were as follows:
1 Giant Slayer
1 Prospector
4 Miners
5 Crossbow Dwarfs
Vs.
1 Imperial Griffin
The dwarfs tracked down the beast at its’ nest. Lokki charged out ahead of the rest of the dwarfs, yelling oaths and curses as the griffin leaped into the air.
The griffin dove at Lokki, ripping the dwarf apart in a spray of blood and gore.
The miners rushed the distracted griffin, the crossbow dwarfs surrounded their quarry and began firing bolts at it.
Prospector Thori swung his heavy pick, it made contact, slamming into the creatures’ chest. With a deafening screech the griffin flew into the air, the great gust of wind from its’ wings knocked two dwarfs to the ground. Crashing back to earth, two miners were caught in its’ crushing talons. Before the remaining miners had a chance to react, its’ claws ripped through their heavy mail, spilling more dwarf blood. Thori parried a strike, but his pick was wrenched from his hands, a second blow caught him in the head. He slumped to the ground in a crumpled heap.
With all of the miners dead or bleeding out on the grass, the griffin focused its’ attention on the nearest crossbow dwarf, decapitating him with a snap of his beak.
Turning from its’ kill, the beasts’ eyes locked on Dorin. As the griffin flew at Dorin, a crossbow bolt caught the it under the wing. A spasm of pain shot through its’ body. The behemoth let out a ear piercing cry as it crashed into the earth, bowling over Dorin, and knocking the dwarf out cold.
Two bolts slammed into the creatures flank. Shrieking and thrashing wildly, the beast flung the nearest dwarf, Gargrim, to the ground.
With a sickening crunch Folki saw Gargrim crushed beneath the monstrosity. Folki raised his crossbow and fired a bolt. The monster reared as the shaft sank deep into its’ eye. Its’ death scream turned to a wheezing gurgle as it toppled to the ground.
Blood began pooling around its’ corpse as Folki made his way to the nest. The ground surrounding it was littered with bones and scraps of rotting flesh. The vile stench threatened to overwhelm him. Shouldering his weapon he peered over the edge, he could see the form of Freyja laying among the branches. Her golden hair was matted with blood, but he could see she was still breathing…
This game was a ton of fun. I really thought the griffin was going to take the day, as shot after shot failed to wound him. John was a great sport, allowing me to shoot at the griffin even when he was engaged in combat. The only catch being if a one was rolled to hit, the bolt hit one of the dwarfs instead. I just love close games like this. If that crossbow bolt had not wounded it, the griffin would have torn the last living dwarf to ribbons in the following turn. Grungni was with them this fight. Many thanks to John for bringing his imperial griffin model, and the hard cider.
Urk Grund
Urk Grund, or “Orc Hammer” in the tongue of men, is over five centuries old. Inscribed with powerful magic runes, Urk Grund has kept watch over the mountain pass leading to Karak Hirn for the last two hundred years. Constructed in I.C. 2000 during the reign of King Mendol Garilsson, this stone thrower has destroyed countless enemies. Named for its performance at the battle of the Twisted Crags, Engineer Skalf Longpipe managed to land a stone directly on Warboss Gorak Blackclaw, turning the huge orc into a gruesome smear, and routing his army. Urk Grund is now under the command of Skalfs’ son, Master Engineer Flakki. He, along with Borri Brokkisson, have assumed leadership of a small force of miners and artillery bound for Grung Byrn with the hope of clearing a goblin infestation in the mines.
I was hoping to finish master engineer Flakki who accompanies the stone thrower, but instead here is a work in progress shot of him. I will complete him by the end of the weekend, as I told my friend John that I would paint his front rank of Empire Great Swords as a birthday gift and I need to get started on them.
Quagmired
After the mad scramble to finish the goblin army I have moved on to the dwarf force from Karak Hirn. All of the missile troops are done, and I have started on the artillery. For some reason they are taking quite a bit longer than I thought they would. I hope to complete the Grudge Thrower and the entrenchment by the middle of the month, so that will be the next post.
In the mean time I have begun fleshing out my terrain collection. I really want a river for my table, but I decided to start with something a bit smaller and settled on a swamp. I started with some corrugated cardboard cut in a kidney shape and a doughnut cut in a similar shape. I glued these together and stuck both pieces to a sheet of thick card to prevent warping. Then I used drywall plaster to build up the banks, stuck a few rocks here and there, and let it dry overnight. After it was dry I used my finger and a stiff sponge to smooth out the rough areas and used a liberal coat of PVA to stick some dirt and rocks around the banks. Next I primed the whole thing black.
I used cheap craft paint to mix up some dark browns and greens and painted the whole thing with a watered down dark brown, then I painted the sloping sides dark green. I picked out the rocks with a dark grey. Once that had dried, I gave the whole thing a drybrush of light grey. I painted the water a medium blue/brown, gradually adding yellow and a bit of white where I wanted it to look shallower. I added a bit of black to the original blue/brown mix and brushed it on where I thought it would be the deepest. The last step was giving the green sides a coat of PVA and a dusting of flock, and sticking some tufts of grass and reeds around the edges of the water. I used bits of an old broom for the reeds. I added a stick I found on a hike to act as a log. I will add a coat or two of gloss varnish to make the water reflective, and maybe a skull or frog to give it some character.
I am fairly pleased with the result. Does anyone have any suggestions for how to make Lilly pads or swampy plants?

































