Re: Kitbashes, Conversions & Scratchbuilds from over the yea
Thantsants":mk95es2d said:
More great stuff - I particularly like the Cathayan and Tilean scenes
Those pictures are lifted from the internet moderated campaigns I have taken part in. Proud to say I have won the major 'fluff' awards in several ('fluff' being what we call the stories and projects between the battles).
Thantsants":mk95es2d said:
Gobbo looters are fun too!
Yeah. And they were fun to write a little fluff piece for ...
Lovely Loot
“Ow much longer do we ‘ave to pull this lump of a cart?” came Hafdi’s complaint for the fourth time, though this time with an added twist, “’Cos me back ain’t gonna hold out another mile. Maybe we oughta stop?”
The goblin Toggler didn’t bother looking at Hafdi, for he had grown tired of two things in the last hour - the first was the physical effort of lugging the wagon in question, the second was the orc’s nigh-on incessant complaining. He didn’t look, but he did answer.
“Oh, I see how it is. You’ve got a gammy back, and yer feeling tired. That’s a shame, ain’t it, ‘cos I reckon it means we is gonna have to leave all this loverly loot ‘ere an’ get off back to the camp without it. Still, what’s an evenin’ glugging on the red stuff and countin’ up all the shinies we gets for our share compared to having a bit of a poorly back? No competition there - I’d much rather get told off for leaving the cart and spend the evenin’ drinking stinking puddle water and being clouted by every bad tempered orc in the camp than have you a bothered a tad by yer achin’ bones. Better yet, Guldag could ‘ave us both hacked into likkle pieces and served to the boars for their supper. Aye, yer not wrong, better that than you suffer a twinge or two above yer nether regions…”
His rant was cut short by a squeaky scream issuing from behind them. “Keep movin’! Go faster! Wheeeeee!”
Toggler acted all surprised by this outburst from the drunken Snotling Doodo, who was riding on the cart due to the fact he couldn’t even reach the pole properly.
“Now would you hear that, Hafdi?” said the goblin. “It seems Doodo don’t share mine and your enthusiasm for getting beaten to a pulp fer disobeyin’ orders. Seems he’s castin’ his vote against our joint opinion. Now there’s an unexpected turn!”
Hafdi was frowning, an expression he adopted whenever he was trying to follow what Toggler was saying. This is not to say he pulled the expression often, because normally he did not bother listening too close. But this time he was listening.
“You reckon dat dey is all gonna beats us up if we leaves it behind?” he asked.
“Oh, you heard that bit,” said Toggler. “Yeah, that’s what I think and that’s what they’d do. Beat us good and proper. Might be a good cure for your aching back, ‘cos I reckon you’ll stop noticing the back-ache what with all the new pains up and down yer body.”
“All I was asking was how long….”
Toggler shouted his response before Hafdi had completed the question: “As long as it takes, you hear, ‘cos if we don’t do as we is told then we is in so much bovver dat it will be well and truly over for all three of us.”
The words came too fast for Hafdi, so the exact meaning was lost. It did not matter, however, because Toggler’s raised voice was meaning enough.
“We pulls da cart, den,” said Hafdi.
Toggler gritted his (remaining) teeth, and wonder how long it would be before the unusually dim-witted orc forgot the entire conversation and began asking all over again.