Well, that didn't take long.
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Something like 16 months from delivery to shelf. These guys were still alive when it arrived, and now look at them. |
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Heraldry from left to right - the 14th Everton Foot, Teutonic Knights Templar and the Order of the Verdant Heart. |
The final batch of Dungeon Saga is done!
As I'd already done one lot of Undead, I was trying quite hard to find new variations to try for my own lot. So eerie green spooks instead of traditional bedspreads this time...
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The spooky glow effect is pretty hit and miss, sadly. In some lights they look like jade statues, in others like seaweed. But they'll do. |
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Everyone knows elves go blue when turned to the undead. |
...and I reckoned I'd do Dwarven Wraiths instead of Revenants. A middle ground between the Return of the King's Army of the Dead (which has an excellent GW plastic kit, by the way) and Pirates of the Caribbean's scurvy crew.
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You'd best start believing in Dwarves, missy. You're in one! No, that doesn't work at all. |
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They've all got the same shield, as befits their elite bodyguard unit status. |
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Look closely at this hand, ladies and gentlemen - completely empty! The hammer has vanished into this air! |
A final pair of heroes, with the diminutive Halfling Fighter and the stout Dwarven Barkeep.
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Morph goes Medieval |
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I'll have a large one, barman. No offense to your people, of course. |
And a table, because Stylus needs taunting.
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Taunt taunt. |
What with this being Easter weekend, I've even had time for a little Reaper in passing.
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Although first I had to do this bugger, after I discovered him lurking in amongst the other Reaper stuff. I balked at doing him the same colours as all the other hybrids, so he got his own purple and green scheme. Maybe the Cults do an exchange scheme or something. |
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On Saturday, he ate one dwarven cleric, one human barbarian, one elven wizard and one half-orc druid. That night, he had a stomach ache. |
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The Reaper stuff occasionally reveals lovely details once you wash it, things that the pale plastic makes it impossible to spot. The Carrion Crawler above, for example, has a slime trail on its base I hadn't noticed before. This Sea Hag's hunchback turned out (splendidly) to be a pet octopus clinging to her shoulder. |
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This is Sophie, the Reaper trademark mascot, in one of her many pin-up model incarnations. One of the less sleazy ones, happily, although I've covered up her midriff with a black body stocking. Only because I didn't spot the belly button until too late, rather than prudishness. She's come out a bit bland, the wings need a more orangey pop and maybe some spot colours on the bodywork somewhere, but it's a nice model otherwise. |
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Finally the Rising Sun kickstarter last month got me feeling inspired. They'd got some amazing paintwork to show off the sculpts, and I felt like doing this Monk in a bright colour scheme. My prudish streak is really out in force this week, I seem to have given him silver nipple guards in the mistaken belief that they were buckles. Hope he likes chafing. |
It's a bit sad to see the end of the Dungeon Saga slog, in some ways. I've grown accustomed to their faces over time (their blobby, poorly defined faces). Luckily I still have a ready supply of doors and other furniture - I still need a bookstand for the full set, for one. There's certainly enough to be going on with for now, mind you, and I shall leave you to rest on my laurels with this big group shot.
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I like to imagine them doing the big chorus numbers from 42nd Street together. |
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And now off to the shelf, never to be seen again. |
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