Tuesday, November 26, 2013

The Dead Walk Forth

Deep in the heart of his fiery lair the Red King brooded. Calling upon the power of his court druid he watched as the awful ritual began.



From the underworld dead warriors arose, their rusted swords clasped in their pale dead hands.





Thursday, October 3, 2013

Clown Prince of Crime

A nasty gang of characters have turned up in town.


















Who could be behind this?

Who else but the Clown Prince of Crime himself.

















Figures: Caesar Modern Urban Resisters

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Cú Chulainn battles Queen Medb


My inspiration for this post comes from the magnificent image above which I found in Belfast City Hall.

"At the age of seventeen he defended Ulster single-handedly against the armies of queen Medb of Connacht in the epic Táin Bó Cúailnge ("Cattle Raid of Cooley"). It was prophesied that his great deeds would give him everlasting fame, but that his life would be a short one. For this reason he is compared to the Greek hero Achilles. He is known for his terrifying battle frenzy, or ríastrad (translated by Thomas Kinsella as "warp spasm" and by Ciaran Carson as "torque), in which he becomes an unrecognisable monster who knows neither friend nor foe" From wikipedia 



Figures are HaT's Gallic Chariot with Warrior Queen, Caesar Fantasy Adventurers, HaT Ancient Germans and Airfix Ancient Britons.

Friday, August 16, 2013

Tournament of Terror

The tournament was interrupted by a demonic beast


"For God's sake Bob, don't move!"


Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Rumble in the Jungle

An intrepid band of adventurers have come together on a quest. To find a fabled relic lost somewhere in a deep forest. The forest is filled with fearsome creatures, giant black and yellow buzzing fiends, vast slimy monsters who haul their home on their back...and worse.


They hear a guttural snarl. Trouble in the form of lawn orcs.


"Gharr lads! Looks like these little lambs is lost, let's give 'em a hand!" snarled the leader as he scratched at his putrid grey skin.


Poison tipped arrows whistled through the air. "Shoot the barbarian, not me!" cried the dwarf.


"No time for jokes Master Dwarf" responded the old greybearded wizard. Here they come..

Figures - Fantasy Adventurers and Orcs by Caesar



Saturday, July 27, 2013

Lost in the British Museum

As I meandered around the British Museum I came across some familiar hardware in the British Iron Age section
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These were probably ceremonial offerings thrown into the waters of the Thames but it has not stopped Airfix including them in their classic Ancient Britons set.





Hmm, think I might need to repaint some of these guys.

Friday, June 28, 2013

Little Donkey

Beating the drums, from the HaT El Cid Moorish Command

Sunday, June 9, 2013



Welcome to the land of the giants. These vikings live daily with the fear of attack by giants from Jotunheim. Or maybe a kitten, even worse.