Last week I released the second note that our rogue, Mythe, received from his hooded thief friends. I love these wacky innocuous notes that anyone can read but not everyone can understand. It seems like a great way to communicate in an age where correspondence might not be completely private. Here is the translation. … More Coded Notes
One of the final pieces left on the big portion of this miniature was the belly. The torso had the inside of the belly but there was an outer piece that needed to be painted and attached before the rest of the miniature could be assembled. This part consisted of a bit of flesh around a stomach cage of bone. … More Miniature Showcase
Brenna knelt in the soft white snow, studying the tracks of the goblins they were following. They were two hours behind their quarry and needed to find them fast. With her observations she was able to determine that although the goblins had a two hour head start, they were hauling something extremely heavy that forced them to move slowly through the snow. They had a chance yet, of catching up to the scavengers and taking back the rightful property of the dwarves that paid them for the recovery. … More A Clash of Steel
This was the second communique from Mythe’s secret gang of debonair Drow. As with the first letter, this one is written in a jumble of phrases that seem to fit but don’t make sense if taken at face value. … More Coded Notes
Having completed the torso portion of the miniature, the next step was the arm. I used my Bone color paint to cover the main portion of the whip. It looks, very much to me, like the spine of a large creature that this thing uses to rip the limbs from his victims. It came out pretty well with the exception of the seam line that is visible where the end of the whip and the rest of it were attached. … More Miniature Showcase
Snow stretched into the horizon as the group of adventurers and reluctant partners trudged forward. The group walked for hours. They traveled through a long valley, also covered in immaculate, white snow. Ahead was a rise and beyond it a small mountain where the dwarves had been digging. The site of digging was unmistakable. It was marked with a large red splash. It was the remains of the poor dwarf that had fallen to the Yeti’s rampage. … More Ore and Blood
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