Friday, April 1, 2016
Home made Chariot
Hello all! i have been making myself some chariots from my bits box and decided to put the pictures of arduous work up here!
Returning to East Applebeach
As Crells and Finch were traveling back to East Applebeach they started talking about there next move.
"I say we trash there camps, burn ther forests and kill every last one of em sir" finch was understandably bitter about the herd in the woods near East Applebeach for they had plagued him and his family for generations, it was one of the reasons he eagerly joined the army in the first place.
"I understand your anger Finch, truly, but we can not hope to defeat these beastmen head on, it has never worked in the past and they had much larger armies and better equipment than us" Calm and collected Crell's was trying to diffuse Finch's anger because he knew all to well that a man fueled by hatred is a dead man, and he very much liked having finch and his untamed thoughts alive and kicking. "argh what ever sir, so what do you propose?" snapped Finch.
"You are not going to like this very much my dear freind, i propose we make peace and if possible recruit them to our side" "WHA....." came a loud burst from Finch but was quickly cut off by Crells
"Listen to me Finch, i have never lead you astray have i? they own the woods, they have lived there for centuries and nothing has ever shifted them from there, so why not approach them make a deal where they get to keep the woods they already have in exchange for helping us defend our borders from far more sinister creatures, chaos imbued men, abyssal deamons, madmen, orcs, an unhappy ogre khan, the list goes on and on. keeping his tone as polite as he could he finished his piece by laying his hand on Finch's shoulder.
"gah, i spose you might be on ter somfing cap. howd you propose we get this goin then?" came Finch voice with a hint of skepticism. "Hah one thing at a time dear freind, first thing we need to accomplish is getting us all back to East Applebeach and then filling everyones belly with the best and more importantly cheapest mead we can find!" laughed Crells. "so... gut rot then?" came Finch's witty reply.
A couple of scouts from East AppleBeach were watching a meeting taking place deep within the Sveekers woods. Two tree's sprawling into the heavens with a dense and dark canopy leered over 2 darkened figures huddled around a tree stump, thick spider web encroaching out from every nook and cranny in sight and more that could not be seen, .
One of the figures with a deep earthly rumble came a voice "we have seen them crush, those stumpy ignorant half men with ease, they crashed with our brethren and emerged with an army stronger than before despite our relentless assault" in reply came a growl with an underlying tone of seething rage it must have been hard not to shout "I . was .. there brother... this puny human deserves to ripped to shreds for his offense against us" the two figures continue conversing as a dank mist rolls over there meeting, gradually shrouding them until they could no longer be seen apart from a fading outline.
It was at this moment the scouts noticed they had seen that very same fading outline before, in fact it was all around them, before one of the scouts could gasp after his realization of the mortal danger they were in one of the shrouded outlines sprang forward from the mist with a huge cleaver swiping through the air leaving behind it a whistle in the wind and the head of one of the scouts, a clean and quick death at least, with blood dripping from his axe blade this beastman gave a small smile towards the other scout who was holding up his sword to block a blow, unfortunately his fear made him forget how the members of the herd fight best, ambush and guerrilla tactics, the scout did realise this just before his death and he saw a reflection in the beasts eyes, those dark soulless eyes surrounded by matted fur on each side, scarred flesh covering a third of his face, yellow teeth as sharp as a dagger and a feeling of rage and hatred seeping from every pour on this loathsome beast. the reflection was quick, a flash of silver as another beast stepped out behind the terrified scout and drove his rusted sword deep into his neck ending his life.
"I say we trash there camps, burn ther forests and kill every last one of em sir" finch was understandably bitter about the herd in the woods near East Applebeach for they had plagued him and his family for generations, it was one of the reasons he eagerly joined the army in the first place.
"I understand your anger Finch, truly, but we can not hope to defeat these beastmen head on, it has never worked in the past and they had much larger armies and better equipment than us" Calm and collected Crell's was trying to diffuse Finch's anger because he knew all to well that a man fueled by hatred is a dead man, and he very much liked having finch and his untamed thoughts alive and kicking. "argh what ever sir, so what do you propose?" snapped Finch.
"You are not going to like this very much my dear freind, i propose we make peace and if possible recruit them to our side" "WHA....." came a loud burst from Finch but was quickly cut off by Crells
"Listen to me Finch, i have never lead you astray have i? they own the woods, they have lived there for centuries and nothing has ever shifted them from there, so why not approach them make a deal where they get to keep the woods they already have in exchange for helping us defend our borders from far more sinister creatures, chaos imbued men, abyssal deamons, madmen, orcs, an unhappy ogre khan, the list goes on and on. keeping his tone as polite as he could he finished his piece by laying his hand on Finch's shoulder.
"gah, i spose you might be on ter somfing cap. howd you propose we get this goin then?" came Finch voice with a hint of skepticism. "Hah one thing at a time dear freind, first thing we need to accomplish is getting us all back to East Applebeach and then filling everyones belly with the best and more importantly cheapest mead we can find!" laughed Crells. "so... gut rot then?" came Finch's witty reply.
A couple of scouts from East AppleBeach were watching a meeting taking place deep within the Sveekers woods. Two tree's sprawling into the heavens with a dense and dark canopy leered over 2 darkened figures huddled around a tree stump, thick spider web encroaching out from every nook and cranny in sight and more that could not be seen, .
One of the figures with a deep earthly rumble came a voice "we have seen them crush, those stumpy ignorant half men with ease, they crashed with our brethren and emerged with an army stronger than before despite our relentless assault" in reply came a growl with an underlying tone of seething rage it must have been hard not to shout "I . was .. there brother... this puny human deserves to ripped to shreds for his offense against us" the two figures continue conversing as a dank mist rolls over there meeting, gradually shrouding them until they could no longer be seen apart from a fading outline.
It was at this moment the scouts noticed they had seen that very same fading outline before, in fact it was all around them, before one of the scouts could gasp after his realization of the mortal danger they were in one of the shrouded outlines sprang forward from the mist with a huge cleaver swiping through the air leaving behind it a whistle in the wind and the head of one of the scouts, a clean and quick death at least, with blood dripping from his axe blade this beastman gave a small smile towards the other scout who was holding up his sword to block a blow, unfortunately his fear made him forget how the members of the herd fight best, ambush and guerrilla tactics, the scout did realise this just before his death and he saw a reflection in the beasts eyes, those dark soulless eyes surrounded by matted fur on each side, scarred flesh covering a third of his face, yellow teeth as sharp as a dagger and a feeling of rage and hatred seeping from every pour on this loathsome beast. the reflection was quick, a flash of silver as another beast stepped out behind the terrified scout and drove his rusted sword deep into his neck ending his life.
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