Miniature Monday

Another Adventuring party, do-gooders this time led by a Thaumaturge. There’s a Paladin for brawling, a Cleric for Smiting, a stabby Assassin (Church-sanctioned, of course) and an Archer for archering. All Reaper miniatures, all metal, all quick pjs. Thanks for looking. More to come.

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Miniature Monday

Another Miniature Monday Adventuring Crew. This time it’s Hrodor Half-Hand’s Raiders. All metal, all Reaper, all fast-and-dirty PJs. “In your face melee” types in true Barbarian style. (except the Druid-style mage) No cowardly ranged weapons here. Berserker Rage, anyone? Our Advanced Song of Blades and Heroes campaign continues this Tuesday night as the crew hunts […]

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Cinder King: Fire on Wael’s Bluff

General Montsigaard is tight-lipped with pain, seated in a folding chair in the command tent. A crisp new uniform accents his drawn face and three days of patchy gray stubble. Blood still seeps through his bandages. The General’s tent buzzes with a constant flow of dispatch runners who stumble in and out, vacant-eyed with exhaustion. […]

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Miniature Monday

The first in a series to highlight some of the adventuring parties, war bands, and motley collections of murder hobos we here at the Cape Cod Wargame Commission use for RPGs, Advanced Song of Blades and Heroes, and other fantasy skirmish war games. First up is Malthazar’s Mercenaries. Typical Dungeon-Delvers for hire: Wizard, Paladin, Fighter, […]

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ZONA ALFA: Yuri’s Crew

After a spate of recent Zone tours turning sour, Yuri Bonyev is shifting away from working as a freelance guide and moving into what is euphemistically known “retrieval work”; searching the Exclusion Zone for valuable salvage and artifacts. In preparation for ZONA ALFA‘s official release, I started modifying figs from The Assault Group’s Modern Russians […]

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Cinder King: The Rochant Monastery

“The monastery. It’s on the cliff here. At the bend in the river outside Plainsworth.” General Montsigaard sat up and pointed to a spot on the map an inch above your current marked position. The Legion’s commander was pale, haggard. The stump of his left leg was swathed in bandages, missing below the knee. A […]

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