MARCH MADNESS!!

Basketball?

Hell no! I'm talking about real games! Sorry for the long absence, but at least i'm posting something. First I will appease your anger with some eye candy, and then later I will explain myself.

Part 1. I think I have an infection.

NURGLE-URGLE-URGLE-URGLE!!!

This is what happens when you eat pudding without eating your meat first.

Something Green and Stompy!!!

So, I've been trying to write one post a week and I pretty much failed at that. Oh well..... what can you do? Let's move on.

Lets talk about ORKS.

Orks orks orks. White Dwarf 134 is the reason I have a serious collecting problem. Before I saw that magazine I was just some innocent, nerdy dungeons and dragons kid. White Dwarf 134 is the reason I became a sex-crazed, mega-testosterone, BEAST of a man. A man's man! 1991 was the first year I tore an oak tree out of the earth and snapped it over my knee using only brute force and pure rage.

How? What gave me that power?

ORKS!!!!

"How to Paint Your Warband" By John Blanche and Mike McVey. It's all their fault.

GET ON WITH IT!!

NOVAOSRGOT! DAY TWO!!

The second day of our glorious Oldhammer Regional Tournament saw Fredrick Kober's Space Orks launch a raid against my nefarious demon-worshipping Genestealer Cult: The Cult Of The Flawless Host!

In a zealous bid to spread their Patriarch's seed to new species, the foolhardy human cultists nabbed an Ork prisoner and brought him back to a hideout in the wastelands for interrogation... and maybe whisper some genetic sweet nothings...

The Cultists muster to defend their outpost....

Battle Report!

The First Annual Northern Virginia and Other States Regional Grand Oldhammer Tournament!

(NOVAOSRGOT!) Day One

This weekend Con-fusion hosted a grand Oldhammer summit at his grand winter keep. In attendance was Fredrick Kober, Ardyer, Oathead, and myself. Real names have been changed to protect the guilty!

Fredrick and myself landed our personal shuttle at Con-fusion's winter keep on Saturday afternoon, and after ogling his collection of Oldhammer goodies, we got started playing some Rogue Trader! Con-fusion's marines teamed up with my Crimson Fists to defend a bombed-out ruined chapel and an irradiated water supply from the nefarious marauding Ork warband of Fredrick Kober!!

Con-fusions Marines take position along a ruined wall

Inquisitor Serpico and the Corregidan Expedition

My favorite thing about Rogue Trader (aside from the miniatures) is the RPG feel of the game. Having been a D&D player when I discovered Rogue Trader, it was pretty easy to cross over. Now that I'm amassing and painting the collection that I wanted back when I was knee-high to an Ambull, I have the chance to build a background story for my collection. I also always enjoyed reading army features in White Dwarf because in addition to pictures of awesome armies, the collector would usually give a little background story. So..... on to the pictures!

The first thing I need for my Rogue Trader gaming is a setting. Where is all this good action going to take place? The Corregidan Sector - on the edge of explored space, and just a name on Imperial charts. The Corregidan Sector is home to remote human settlements, marauding bands of aliens and pirates, hundreds of unexplored planets, and plenty of reasons to blast other sentient beings with virus grenades. This is where Inquisitor Serpico comes in.

The Rogue Trader Ebay Embargo

So, here's a quick look at my last ebay/trade haul of the year. I am considering putting myself on an ebay embargo. Yes, its true.

Its not that I spend too much on ebay, its that I need to focus on completing projects I have already committed to. Is it possible? Do I have the self-control and discipline? Maybe. In all honesty, i'm not really after large lots as I have the majority of what I will need for my next Rogue Trader Project and I still have a few guys on hand to round out my existing Rogue Trader forces.

Pointy, Dark, and Evil. Just in time for Christmas

So what am I talking about? Why, Dark Elves of course!

The Dark Elf  art that inspired all my deranged thought processes