It took me a while to get around to this what with real life getting in the way; Covid, redundancy and a general lack of motivation due to these issues. I was hoping to get these details up onto the blog and get in some playing action last month, but I just never able to quite get around to it. However, what with the Christmas preparation (now that we have been locked into Tier 4 and I cannot get to see the kids this year) I have managed to free up some space on the table and photographed my initial warband. I have chosen some of my really old Citadel and Ral Partha miniatures that I painted many years ago to make up the wizard, his apprentice and their followers.
First up, here is my first Frostgrave warband in all its glory...
And some individual/paired photos of the warband itself, starting with Balthazar...
Dave, the sorceror's apprentice...
Bill and Ben, two of the more well-to-do peasants from the village of Standof...
Ant and Dec, just a couple of regular farmers...
Dick and Dom, two more regular farmers...
Bill (2) and Ted, two more fairly (un)regular farmers...
Balthazar had just heard through the grapevine (the Stars Inn), in the back water village of Standof, that the far northern city of Felstad was slowly emerging from its icy grave of a millenium. However, he found that he was a little late to the party, as the news, when it reached him via a band of travelling wizards who had already made their fortune there, was at least five years old, but due to the finding of a second major tome with cryptic clues of what may be found there, there was now renewed interest in the city.
Learning that a trip to the frozen city would be fraught with many dangers, Balthazar realised that he would need his own small warband to aid him on his mission. He cast about the village and the local farmsteads over the following few weeks, and managed to drum up, through promises, lies and various forms of coersion (bribery and blackmail), enough support for his venture.
The wizard already had an apprentice, in the form of Dave, to help carry his magical paraphernalia, but the addition of eight local toughs, he thought, should hopefully be enough for him to visit the city. The ancient magics contained within the mouldering tomes he would find in the ruins would be reward enough for him, but the lure of the ample treasure that is there for the taking also piqued his interest and convinced his followers.
The party left on their journey bouyant and full of good beer cheer...
Excellent work and great to see those old Citadel figures. I look forward to seeing the adventures unfold... I hope you manage to have a decent Christmas, and we all have a considerably better 2021!.
ReplyDeletecheers Mike