Showing posts with label Bretonnian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bretonnian. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

The Comet is coming!

As promised here are the remaining models in my Bretonnian Warband.
 Sir Remy
My two Men @ Arms
 Another view of Sir Riker from the last post.  Notice how the field to each of the knights' shields are different.  Also only the questing knight has yellow trim.
My future Hired Swords Elf Ranger and Halfling.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Sir Gaston’s Quest in the Damned City of Mordheim

“Here we go again…” muttered Hugo. 
 
It was one year into a Grail Quest when his master, Sir Gaston de Perdu of Gisoreux, had another dream.  This time it took Hugo and his Lord's retinue to follow a comet towards a damned city to collect some “Wyrdstones” to help find the Grail’s location. That was a fortnight ago and since then Hugo’s little warband had traveled across a semi-hostile country where they were sneered and spat at.  Then, three days ago a group of Highwaymen stole our horses while one of the other squires, Pudge, was on guard duty.  Hugo thought the glorious knights *yawn* were too busy polishing their armor and boots to even notice the horses were in distress.
The last three days have been the worse.  Our fearless leader Sir Gaston, known as “The Lost”, along with his two cousins Sir Remy and Sir Riker, have been pushing the group at breakneck speed to this supposedly mythical den of ferocious beasts to prove their worth.  Hugo knew that he and the other two squires were no better than pack animals to the knights, and the archers took any chance to “disappear” for scout or hunting duty to get away from carrying any extra load.

Hugo should know about arrogance.  He has been Sir Gaston’s poor squire since he was a wee lad.  Gaston was the 7th son of manor lord, and the 7th cousin to the Duke.  Hugo had doubts that his father was also his uncle.  Gaston grew up spoiled and naïve to the rigors of the peasants he bullied and looked down upon.  Then when Gaston was of age he headed off to many battles with Hugo by his side.  Gaston’s impetuous wouldn’t have allowed him to survive long if it wasn’t for Hugo having his back.  Scared and loyal, Hugo fought with more courage and honor in those battles than most of the knights in all their heraldry and polished armor.  Gaston received glory and a full knighthood to the Realm. 

When Sir Gaston decided to leave his small manor (mostly to get out of doing any sort of work) and go on his quest, Hugo was dragged along again.  Gaston recruited his cousins Remy and Riker, who were younger than him and had just received their Errantries due to their noble births.  They spend these days during our trek staring admirably at Gaston, believing every tale and tripe that comes out of his mouth.

Now the band is just a day away from this city called Mordheim, or what is left of it.  The stench in the last few hours has gotten worse, and the corpse flies are getting thicker with each league.  The rations are getting very low, and the constant rehashing of old exaggerated stories from the Knights was making him long for his humble home and some warm meat pies.
It was getting dark, and the glow of fires and smoke rising in the distance told them they will be there on the morrow.  Somewhere in the distance the sound of an eerie howl pierced the quiet night.
The knights smiled, praised the Lady, and looked forward to new adventures and glory.  The rest of us sat praying to any god that would listen and just hoping to get through this mess.

 
Our glorious Sir Gaston de Purdu
 His "faithful" squire Hugo
 Sir Riker

Sire Riker's Squire "Pudge"
 Four Bowmen

Sir Remy's Squire Jean-Eric
 
As you can see I decided to paint up something different.  So I took out my old Bretonnian Warband for Mordheim, and put some paint on them. 
 
The pictures were taken with my IPhone since my camera doesn't want to ever hold a charge, so the pics are little washed out with the lighting.
 
The bases are from Secret Weapon, thanks to the Bull City Wargaming Podcast for letting me know about them.  I like using 25mm round bases for skirmish games better than the square bases.  If I ever decide to do a Bretonnian army I would just pop them off the bases.  I prime them grey and do a quick drybrush with Fortress Grey, then I just used a heavy coat of Agrax Earthshade.  I like the heavier coat as I wanted the cobblestones to looked stained, and for the shade to go into the joints.  I finished the bases with Wasteland tufts from Army Painter. 
 
I really enjoy painting small warbands and I have a few more on the block that I will be working on.  There are a few local gamers who play, but I haven't had the time to get over there to play.  Maybe when things settle down I will start my own league *wink wink*
 
I have the warband completed and will post the rest by the end of the week, I promise.  Until then,
Enjoy!