I’ve mentioned my love of skirmish games in the past – games usually involving only a handful of models, where each is significant, where each matters. Prime examples would be GW’s Necromunda and Mordheim games, both of which were pretty bloody awesome, even if they’re currently not in general production and you have to get your bits and bobs from their online store.
Well, until Privateer makes me squeal with glee by releasing an Iron Kingdoms squad-based skirmish game, preferably with a character development system of some sort, I have to look at other options.
It is a delicious thing to see in the eyes of a target, the slow eddy of their soul freed from a hapless body. Morghoul had witnessed countless other souls freed by his hand, hundreds of round eyes wide open in sheer terror at the unknown destination in front of their very face. Far too often, and to his complete delight, the Lord Assassin was the very last face those eyes ever saw before they passed wherever laid before them.
The Morrowans cried pitifully at the touch of a single blade, of the dozen of swan heralds he had slain in the past month not one had enough fortitude avoid a plea of mercy in less than a minute. Their devotion to technology, their deafeningly useless guns, their lumbering ineffective warjacks, and their foolish pride was a small shield against such an artist as himself. He could strip flesh away in such thin layers that he believed he could fill a library, tomes, each masterfully scribed page taken from the hide of this fat sack of meat on the ground before him.
2 If we distract PPS_Simon with a length bamboo, a box of matches and a bucket of custard, what are the chances of your pinching HIS army and mailing it out to a lucky individual?
Which army do you want? I already have Trollbloods, Menites and Iosans… any Circle laying about? Hee hee - Gday
3 Being the master of all that is infernal, does the D in DC *really* stand for Dante? It *really* stands for David, but only my mom and telemarketers call me that.
On November 11, 1999 Terry Kelly was in a drug store in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. At 10:55 AM an announcement came over the stores PA asking customers who would still be on the premises at 11:00 AM to give two minutes of silence in respect to the veterans who have sacrificed so much for us.
Brun waved off Calandra “I be leaving you here. I have to take care of Lug and those Skorne ain’t be finished chasing you me thinks.”
“Be good dwarf and we will see you again.” replied Calandra, “I must move this warpack off, that Bison only stunned five fingers. He will be up and about shortly I am sure and his beasts will be chasing us down quick enough.”
“Nobby (Bouncer) grab Sunshine (Winter), you there,” Calandra yelled at the Longrider already walking away from Brun gathering her warpack. “Tie Horthol down on yer bison he can complain about it when I fix him up. We are not taking the easy way the size of them Skonre beast means the thick will slow them down more than us. Leave the Dwarf and bear they be going there own way”
Thanks to the good folks at TGN and some deductive work by fellow PP forumites, we’ve got the February release schedule – and boy howdy, is it making us think. New Cygnaran Warcaster, Winter Guard Rifle Corps, Warwitch Siren, Widowmaker Marskman and…
*PIP 32059 Exemplar Cinerators(5) $44.99 (est.)
Bwah???
New Exemplar unit makes me make happy noises (despite trepidation at having to paint more armour trim), but what the heck are they?
A couple of Winter Guard snack packs and Horatio was as good as new. This heartened Ernie somewhat, as the Winter Troll and Bradley had become something approximating friends – Bradley had, of course, carried Horatio during the thaw, and Horatio had been able to numb Bradley’s jaw long enough for Ernie to pry out a Winter Guard combat knife that had gotten lodged between molars.
Moon over Broadway?
Ernie’s brothers were missing.
The pygs of the Knockr tribe were few in number, but a very close-knit bunch; Ernie was in fact the only one of their membership who hadn’t taken up a rifle and joined the Tommyknockrs, the tribe’s “elite” squad the Trollbloods referred to as Bushwhackers. This would normally have resulted in shame for Ernie’s immediate family, but considering Ernie had returned with Bradley, the Knockrs were quite well respected by the other pyg tribes working with the local kriels.
The Tommyknockrs had been scouting ahead of the Tubthumpers, but hadn’t been heard from since they had reported the Khadoran caravan where Grim’s group had liberated Horatio.
1) Where are you now? Where am I? I am in my little dimly lit writer’s cave, which is both squalid and comforting at the same time. I despise overhead fluorescent lights but I’m not quite sure if my solution of using a crappy floor lamp pointed at the wall to avoid screen glare is an effective alternative.
2) Was a career in writing a preconceived dream of your youth, or were you unexpectedly discovered like a Hollywood Starlet in a diner serving lukewarm ragout?
I have wanted to make a career out of writing since I was in the 2nd grade, more or less. Since I’m slow, I didn’t figure out how to actually make that work until my early 30’s, which means my life has been forestalled by a decade or longer. I’m not sure if the Grim Reaper will take this into consideration when my expiration date comes up. I have an excellent idea in mind regarding writing a “Starving Writer’s Cookbook” which I think would be fairly amusing, if of limited culinary usefulness.
I’ve been writing as long as I can remember. I think having an obsession with writing regardless of your successes or failures is necessary to actually be one. I was fortunate enough to have friends who enjoyed my work and were willing to put my name in front of the right people when opportunities came around. That was how I lucked into working freelance for Privateer Press back in the early days of the Witchfire Trilogy, when we still had no idea if anyone would even buy the material. After the company started to take off thanks to WARMACHINE, I had written a metric ton of setting material for the RPG line and this put me in a nice position to accept the position of full time staff writer when it was offered by Matt Wilson. That was right when they had decided to launch HORDES and when NQM had started. The first work I got to do as a full time writer was writing Primal while simultaneously cranking out a ridiculous amount of material for the magazine, which was like boot camp for writing.
3) Which of the Coven is Egregore’s favourite?
I honestly don’t think the Egregore sees people in such a way as to feel any preferences. Then again, it did select three rather attractive and scantily clad young women as its companions, so I might be mistaken. Perhaps there is the soul of some lonely and frustrated former Orgoth governor inside the sphere. If so, I’d imagine its preference would shift depending on who was taking the time to lovingly wipe the blood off its surfaces and sharpen his spiky bits. Selene has always struck me as the most nurturing of the three, but certainly Morgaen is a witty conversationalist. Nor can one underestimate the reassuring qualities of Helleana, whom I’ve heard is a great listener when she is not plunging her ritual blade into the bowels of her adversaries.
Round two and the 500pt matches are done. Ken and Derrick have stepped in for Greg and Eric, and have thus assumed their score tallies.
Grim made a desperate shot that paid off, Durgen got all pushy, and Calandra totally jinxed her opponent’s dice, making the player standings as follows:
Derrick/Moonova (Trolls)
2-0
Ken/CygnarWarlord (Khador)
1-1
Chris/Gdaybloke (Trolls)
1-1
Kyle/X (Mercenaries)
1-1
Jason/Gorilla (Cyngar)
1-1
Scott/Killraven (Skorne)
0-2
Of course, all you heathens are really interested in, yet again, is knowing the standings for your picks…
So I knew it was coming… I’d been told to expect it… but I was still on tenderhooks waiting for a very special parcel to arrive at the front door of the Gdaycave.
This afternoonI walked through the door to find it waiting on my desk.
I’ve mentioned my love of skirmish games in the past – games usually involving only a handful of models, where each is significant, where each matters. Prime examples would be GW’s Necromunda and Mordheim games, both of which were pretty bloody awesome, even if they’re currently not in general production and you have to get your bits and bobs from their online store.
by Derrick “Moonova” Gibson
“Be good dwarf and we will see you again.” replied Calandra, “I must move this warpack off, that Bison only stunned five fingers. He will be up and about shortly I am sure and his beasts will be chasing us down quick enough.”
by Chris “Gdaybloke” Miller
