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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sun 23 Dec 2012 - 14:44

EXCELLENT narration & photo! You've got the atmospheric touch down pat. thumbsup
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Mon 24 Dec 2012 - 9:22

+1 Excellent!
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 26 Jan 2013 - 13:45

Thanks guys!

Things are a little quiet in the dementarium right now. Since I'm a stay at home father most of my time is consumed by my son, planning the wedding and preparing for our move Smile so the hobby is a bit quiet.

But there are some projects boiling. I have repainted the Solkanites and need to base them. I hate basing. There is a warband coming along quite nicely, a teaser was posted recently Wink. If they turn out well I'll probably enter them into the Fang competition. The local GW manager is trying to get me to participate so we'll see.

Sorry for lack of pictures with this post. Hope it is okay with a little prose instead.

The frantic flapping of bare feet on cold stone could be heard, as well a a few ragged breaths. Someone was close to their death.

The old man shifted his handgun and aimed at the spot he knew his prey would appear from. The waiting was almost over. Soon he would see if the trap would work.

A young boy appeared running down the street towards the building where Gregorii waited. His face was frozen in horror. Gregorii smiled. Oh yes the prey had taken the bait.

Just behind the boy the Vampirekin could be seen. Fangs, claws and precious little intelligence. The Beast had scented blood and would not be denied.

Then the trap was sprung. The boy stumbled and fell on the tripwire Gregorii had strung up. Crashing down into the street he did not have time to get up before the Beast was upon him. Fangs buried themselves in the boys head and the Beast feasted.

Calmly Gregorii took aim at the Beasts head and ever so gently he squeezed the trigger.

With a roar the silver bullet shot true and the Beast fell.

An other guardian felled. Gregorii smiled. The reckoning was coming.
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 26 Jan 2013 - 15:25

Hi,
congrats for the painting! I love the orcs.. great details and a "cartoonish-like" look. A little suggestion; looking at the human figures (for example Titus Spinado, living martyr of Solkan) the skin seems a bit flat. You talked about Citadel Washes, Try to apply a Ogryn Flesh or Gryphone Sepia wash, then another layer on the highlights of the color you used as the base. Smile

Great conversions too Smile

Keep the good work going!! Wink
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sun 27 Jan 2013 - 10:15

Hi Alessandro, thank you for the feedback! I agree about the need for extra washes. I have repainted the solkanites and just need to base them before I'll post them.
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Mon 28 Jan 2013 - 1:55

Great.. Waiting to see them finished Smile

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Hi Alessandro, thank you for the feedback! I agree about the need for extra washes. I have repainted the solkanites and just need to base them before I'll post them.
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Mon 28 Jan 2013 - 4:53

COOL, if disturbing, background piece. You certainly captured the ruthless nature of the Vampire Slayer well. GREAT WORK! thumbsup

I too am looking forward to your newly painted minis; I enjoy your painting style. Too bad we live so far apart; basing is my thing...we could collaborate. clown
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Thu 7 Feb 2013 - 19:37

Alex, let me congratulate you for having done an amazing job in the presentation of your excellent miniatures!

Being a story teller myself, let me point out that your narratives are both imaginative and evocative. Dare I say it? Its like reading a short story written no less than Joe Abercrombie himself! Add to the equation your lovely models and you have truly created a masterpiece which has provided me with both a visual and literary treat... or, at the very least, several minutes in front of my computer that was undeniably well spent!

I look forward to more nail-biting stories and inspiring miniatures!

Cheers!
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 9 Feb 2013 - 5:48

Thank you Def! You are always a true gentleman, giving positive feedback and taking time to look at my works. A collaboration at some point would be truly cool!

Thank you Dreng for the very flattering words, it is good to have you back! I really enjoy the work you produce so the compliments really were much appreciated. I did not know who Joe Abercrombie is so I had to goggle him Smile very kind words indeed!

Thank you von Kurst for positive responses! It is nice to know you enjoy my work!

And thanks to all who look at my gallery! Having over 2000 views really surprised me!
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Mon 11 Feb 2013 - 13:07

The Necrarch



Time is an abyss...
profound as a thousand nights...
Centuries come and go...
To be unable to grow old is terrible...
Death is not the worst...
Can you imagine enduring centuries, experiencing each day the same futilities...
- Unknown

And the Baleful moon will wane and man will breath easily for he will have been spared from the Hammer of justice. And they will flock to the remains of the Home of Murder and in their ignorance true damnation will be called forth.

From the ancient home of the Fennone one shall raise that will be the lord of all of Sigmar's children.

Fear him, for he will ride a white horse and his name is Conquest.

- Elymas Bar-Sigma, burned in the Imperial year 1507

Fools, fools, fools! They accept the gets of Vashanesh into their castles and bow before them. Yet they would send their hunters to slay me. Do they not know who I am? I am the trueborn son of Garagame, trueborn of Kleherata, trueborn of Horazzek, trueborn of W'soran!

The disfigured beast raved and screeched at the walls in his lair. Once the walls had been covered in the most beautiful murals depicting the rise and fall of ancient Lahmia. But now they were desecrated, long gashes marked where the vampire in his madness had attacked the murals. Dozens of mummies stood silently in alcoves looking down on the vampires lunatic work. Some of them were from the Barrow hills, some from Nehekhara and a few dusty remains from the far south. His prize was the remains of an old fat lizard. They were all safely shackled and a few of the more troublesome had had their heads bashed in during the vampires bouts of rage.

No! This would not stand, if his trice cursed brother Korbhen was allowed to play his games on the cattle he would not be denied his own prizes!

Eudoxia, raise the slaves! He screamed out for his thrall. Stir the zombies, arm the eternal soldiers, bring me my tools and awaken Mammon! I will teach humanity to fear me and I will show Vlad von Carstein that this land is not his for the taking. This is my home and I, Memnoch, rule here alone!




Eudoxia could hear her masters screaming for her. The bloodrage and the insanity was upon him strongly and she hurried to perform her duties. Oh how she hated that withering corpse!

The skeletons had been awakened and the serfs were stirring the zombies back into a feeding frenzy. Now she just needed to bring the warpstone to Mammons chamber and fetch the weapons from the vault. Soon she would be out from this pit of dankness and madness.

Without realizing it Eudoxia was gnawing on her long, blackened tongue. Again and again she stopped to carefully avoid stepping on any ants. She knew they would tell on her if she killed one of them and Memnoch was always looking for a reason to torment her. She hated this mad place and all the morons, imbeciles and lunatics that dwelled in here.






The whole lair was alive with activity. Taltos hurried along the underground chambers towards the caves where the human slave-servants lived. They were almost ready to leave and Taltos had not been this excited for many years. The sledgehammer his master had grafted in place of his left arm hummed as it swung. The motor itched in his back but Taltos ignored the strain. The master was an unparalleled genius and it was not Taltos place to question his decision to cut of Taltos right arm and eat it.

Finally he arrived at the slave-servants cave. They were a moaning, moronic mass of deranged humans. But they would be useful.









While his brethren made sure all was ready the Witchling was secretly filling his satchel with as many vials of the G-virus as possible. His useless right arm lolled at his side, skin hanging like an empty sack almost covering the blade-implant. The Witchling hated the useless thing. Why couldn't master give him more of the virus so his arm could live again?

Well the master wasn't here and could not stop him from taking the virus. With shaking fingers he opened one of the vials and drank the blessed virus.

Pain racked his body as his arm grew. Muscles spurted and bulged. Now he was ready for battle. An almost smile crossed the Witchlings crude face. Blood would flow.






Lasher looked up upon the cloudy sky with wonder. He had not left the lair for a decade and the fresh air and rain was a wonderful sensation. Behind him skeletons marched in line, axes held in cold hands. Master rested on a palanquin carried by moaning zombies and next to him marched the terrible being known as Mammon.

Lasher turned his face away as he noticed Eudoxia leering at him. The vampire-witch scared him even more than master. There was something in her eyes that he hoped master was aware of. Something was terribly wrong with her, even compared to her kin.

At masters shrieked command the caravan picked up speed. Sylvania was waiting for them.








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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Mon 11 Feb 2013 - 13:22

My anticipation was rewarded with a GREAT mini BEAUTIFULLY painted & based. That is one eerie looking Dude. FANTASTIC WORK! thumbsup
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Tue 12 Feb 2013 - 2:45

Instead of reposting dozens of photos I have edited my old posts and switched pictures for newer ones, and edited some fiction as well, I will probably do this when new models for the warbands already posted are ready.

I hope you all like them.
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Tue 12 Feb 2013 - 5:47

Editing your old posts may prove to be confusing to your readers. See how it works out.

The narrative is both brilliant & disturbing. The madness of an eternal life isn't a subject often explored....if the Vampire had an interesting hobby, he wouldn't have gone nuts. His Associates & Servants seem to be almost as deranged as their Master...perhaps even more so.

The minis match their story personas nicely. About the only critique I could offer is that your palette may be too limited; i.e., some contrasting colors would give greater depth to the heavy brown theme. Other than that VERY WELL DONE! thumbsup
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Tue 12 Feb 2013 - 7:08

Cool minis! They do go along pretty well with the narrative. A great mix of cool and creepy! What a Face
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Tue 12 Feb 2013 - 8:56

Thank you very much for the kind words!

I actually hadn't considered that editing my old posts would be confussing. It's a good point! I'll have to think of an other way of showing who belongs with whom. Being obsessive compulsive when it comes to organization has its drawbacks.

I don't really think about limiting my palette to certain colours and shades. It isn't a consious choice, rather I feel the Warhammer World, and the far future, is a hopeless place devoid of hope and future for most of its inhabitants. Karl-Franz and his cronies may dine in gilded halls, but for the huddled masses there is only famine, plague, war and death. This insanity and hopelessness is what inspire me and the natural colours are therefore rather dark and dirty. Of course grandmaster Blanche is a huge inspiration as is Bosch, Munch, Manson and the various blogs I frequent. A quick shout out for my countrymen at the Spiky Rat Pack blog. I cannot describe how impressed I am by their work!

But my next warband will have more colours. Primarily purple, and of course shades of dirt brown. The Sylvanian vampire war veterans are ready to reclaim their homeland.


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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 16 Feb 2013 - 9:25

Dramatis Personae

Gallow Bird, a public house known for its worn and down beaten clientele was half empty. There were, of course, the usual suspects. Otto with his tall tales, Hilde who tried to ensnare any man dumb enough to fall for her tricks, Rudi trying to have a quiet conversation with Franz. And the rest of the sad drunk deadbeats who didn't have anywhere else to go on this sunny afternoon. Two halflings were loitering by the bar. They and the bartender, "Fine" Johannes, were indentured servants and it might have been said that they somewhat lacked hospitality. On the other hand few of the customers cared.

Heimlich and his dregs had been sitting at their usual table. Getting drunk, playing Pigs and Queen and mocking the halflings, it was a usual day in their lives.

That was when he entered. Nobody had seen the Stranger before and most of the customers went back to their ales and diversions as soon as they noticed the sword on his hip. Heimlich however was drunk. And he wanted some sport.

"You recon he knowhow we be". Heimlich had never been able to shake of the old Nordland accent.
"don't believe the old timer be paying us the proper respect, seeing how we be men of prowess!" Peiter was from Ostermark and had a short and nasty temper.
"Mayhap you be knowing to deal with him and to find out wherefrom he be come and whyforth?"

Gert looked up from his hand of cards and realized that Heimlich had been talking to him. With a shrug the big Nordlander went over to the table where the Stranger now sat.

"Just who do I be talking with at now and what do bring an old sod like thineself to this place?"

The stranger looked up at the rude question. He was an old man, scarred and with creases in his face that told of a life long lived. He had seen his share of fortunes and he had seen damnation. Maybe he had found peace in his family only to see the fickle gods snatch his redemption away. Fate was often cruel and the laughter of dark gods rode on the winds.

One could be forgiven for believing this old man was a broken remnant of the knight captain that had led the charge at Ludenburg back in 1967. There was no one left who knew his long and tragic tale.

But his eyes told no lies. Where once an inferno had flared only ember remained, waiting for a gust. Waiting for the rage. For death.

"Walk away boy. I will not be trifled with" The words were quiet but carried with them more menace than a tribe of ogres. Gert looked into those dark eyes and took an involuntary step backwards. Behind him his comrades snickered.

"Why just who do you think thineself be a-speaking withnow?" Gert snarled. He would not be humiliated be this old fool, not now not ever.

What happened next would be spoken of many times in the old public house. "Fine" Johannes would earn his freedom from all the customers the tale would bring in.

The way he told it got more and more elaborated, the man would grow taller and Heimlich's gang would swell until he had had an army with him. Not just Gert and Pieter. The halflings would sometimes reenact the Battle at the Bird, that is what the brief and nasty melee would be remember as.

Who knew what was lies and myths and what was fact? Had the Stranger really run Gert trough before the hardened killer had time to react? Had he then cut down Pieter without the man having had time to draw his cutlass? Could it be possible that he then had turned on Heimlich and with one swing chopped of the dregs head? Or had there been a long outdrawn battle, with men leaping in through the windows, swinging on the lamps and jumping on the tables?

Those who had been there all had different versions of the story. But all agreed on one fact. The old weary stranger had killed the gutter scum like they were children. And then he had left without a word.




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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 16 Feb 2013 - 10:13

That was a classic tale well told; AND with a suitably COOL mini to represent the Mysterious Stranger. GREAT WORK on all counts! thumbsup
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Wed 27 Feb 2013 - 2:27

Thanks DefNala. The mysterious stranger is such a cool classic western character that you just got to love him. I'm also a huge fan of old men past their prime who still do what they got to do. Clint Eastwood comes to mind here as a rather obvious example.

The Necrarch

They waited in the night for the village to quiet down and fall asleep. They did not need sleep, the dead do not sleep and they were almost dead. What vile modification had been done to them? They had been human once, with hopes, fears and aspirations. But that was all gone now. Taken away by their ancient master, and what was left was flesh and pain and self-loathing. They were the damned who followed the dead because no one else would have them. Were they servants, no slaves, slaves to darkness. Enslaved in mind and in flesh and in soul.






Only smouldering ruins remained. It was quiet now, the screaming was over and the dead ruled supreme, the sleepy little village had been erased from the face of the earth by Memnoch's lunacy. The zombie stood silently, golems with neither mind nor needs. Waiting for a command, waiting for the order to advance and to kill. Search and destroy.






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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Wed 27 Feb 2013 - 5:25

Your background pieces add tremendously to the minis...GREAT WORK on both! thumbsup
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Wed 24 Apr 2013 - 4:22

Thank you! I must admit to have been neglecting Mordheim the last few weeks. We are moving this weekend so everything is safely packed away. Right now I'm feeling Inq28 a bit more but I'm sure the haunted land of Sylvania will call me back soon enough.
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Wed 24 Apr 2013 - 7:17

Well done!
Very Happy Those bases too are striking!
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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 18 May 2013 - 13:15

Sylvanian Mercenaries

Now in darkness world stops turning

Ashes where the bodies burning

No more war pigs have the power

Hand of God has struck the hour

Day of judgement, God is calling

On their knees the war pig's crawling

Begging mercy for their sins

Carstein laughing spreads his wings

- Unknown poet

The village once known as Aacherholt was gone. The palisade was splintered and broken like the ribcage of a slaughtered beast. Of the houses only burned out husks remained, but there was no corpses, not a single on.

It shouldn't have surprised him. This was clearly and attack by the undead. He could see the tell tale signs of a desperate battle, if it could even be called that. The village had clearly been taken by surprise and had stood little chance against the aggressors. Now they all were gone, just like his own family a life time ago. Taken from this bleak world to serve in hell forever, denied the final rest in Morr's hallowed halls.

Gabriell "Old Iron" Poultzen, Knight Captain in the army of Lord von Carstein, turned his back on the ruins and put them from his mind. The vampires had passed through here and had been desperate enough to attack. They had needed the blood, badly. That meant they were weaker than he had anticipated. The old lords were running for their lives, filthy cowardly vermin, and their castles were empty. Empty when it came to men and ghouls but not when it came to gold. The gold were there for the taking, if a man was bold enough he could secure his future and leave the life of the sword behind. And Gabriell was definitely bold enough.








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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 18 May 2013 - 13:23

This guy looks super spooky, just like a sylvanian mercenary should be, love it!

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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 18 May 2013 - 13:42

Sylvanian Mercenaries

The ghoul herd was panicking, the alpha male was dead and the herd was confussed and terrified. Through the wood they run but thunderous roars followed them and one by one the ghouls were killed. Their kin grew ever more desperate but no matter how they fast they ran their killer was still behind them. Death and thunder followed them.

In the end a single ghoul remained, his mind was shattered by fear and he was foaming when he finally turned to confront the one that had slaughtered his herd.

Through the wood the killer drifted towards the ghoul. From beneath filthy sheets slender hands clutched an hourglass and an ornate gun of bizarre design. With a shriek the carrion eater threw himself at the shape, but he was met with a thunderous roar from the gun. The ghoul was torn apart by the bullet and as death reached out to claim him he saw a head poke out through the sheets. Death wore a red masque and spoke but a single word. And the word was Malevolo.








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PostSubject: Re: Alex's gallery    Sat 18 May 2013 - 13:49

Thanks Fly! The bases are inspired by John Blanche as seen here

Thanks Floede! I tried to make him (and the ones to follow) look like they are old men that have been through the hell of war and some what survived, but in what state are their minds at this point? The beard was a bit of a problem since I really liked it but it doesn't have any creases in it so it's nearly impossible to create a realistic beard. I painted on a heave coat of 'ardcoat to give the impression that he has waxed it.

When making this gang I threw away the rulebook and focused more on making striking characters rather than henchmen and anti-heroes. More to come soon-ish, I just need to finish some other stuff first.


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