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End of the see-son sale! Eye one, get one free!

Every Dog Has Its Day

After a mere decade, Mrs Stylus took an interest in painting a Space Marine.

I showed her a catalogue of chapters for inspiration.

Me: "You can paint them any colour you like."

"What are these grey ones with the red and yellow shoulders? They look nice."

Me: "Any colour. You don't have to choose now. Any colour you like."

"I like those grey ones with the wolf icons. I'll paint them."

Me (throwing my pot of The Fang out of the window): "I'm not sure I've got any grey paint. Oh, look at this lovely yellow!"

From The Depths It Rises...

Another Mutalith Vortex Beast? You betcha. I got the first one to divide between Age of Sigmar and 40k, but this one is definitely for the Thousand Sons.

... which is ironic, because I used an Age of Sigmar model for the conversion.

57 Varieties of Sorcery

It's been a year since I bought my trio of Exalted Sorcerers, so it's about time I finished off the third one...

... but not before I paint a couple of other ones first!

Don't jump the queue, sonny.

Caught Some Weres in Time

Massive Darkness descends once more!

Banner Headline

Time the Hagan Lampreys had something to muster under.

Hark! The Angels' Ravenwing: Thousand Sons vs Dark Angels

Hunt the Fallen! The Sons of Prospero take on the First Legion as my Thousand Sons thrallband resist interrogation from the Dark Angels!

And in a rare change of pace, I'll be playing in person! Like Owain Glyndŵr before me, I crossed over into England with my Daemon Engines and Tzaangor (I'm pretty sure that's what Owain was packing) and fought Mr AP Burn's Dark Angels!

My Old Man Said Follow the Van Saar

See, this is what happens when you live a ten minute walk away from a FLoGS.

Echoes of War Part II: Space Wolves vs Genestealer Cults

We return to the hivesprawls of Vigilus - and the epic conclusion of the Tooth And Claw mini-campaign!

I, Stylus, will continue my insidious infestation. Having enjoyed success in the previous two missions, I am now fully integrated into the Cult of the Thirsting Wyrm, forehead nobbles and everything.

Whereas I, Kraken, am both Wolfy and Spacey. Like Kevin, in fact, but less gropy. 

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Thus Ever Two Tyrants

There's quite a lot of redundancy in Tyranid kits, more so than most I'd say. Only one thing to do with spare biomass, right?

Get Up and Golem

Just a quick one! I was slowed down this week by a nasty cold.

Echoes of War Part I: Space Wolves vs Genestealer Cults

We're off to the hivesprawls of the planet Vigilus (the latest playground in the narrative of the 41st millennium) - a mini-campaign from the recent Tooth And Claw box!

I, Stylus, will be giving Kraken as taste of his own rending claw as the Cult of the Thirsting Wyrm! (sounds delightful)

And I, Kraken, will be the Space Wolves! I live in Sweden. And everyone knows that if Sweden was a Space Marine Chapter, it would be Space Wolves. Even the flag is blue and yellow.

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Get To The Chopper!: Thousand Sons vs Tyranids

Caught in a warp-saturated space hulk, a thrallband of Thousand Sons must cut their way through the escape hatches before the tendrils of Hive Fleet Afanc close in...

Homebrew! Who doesn't love it, right?

After the holiday lull, we're back with a Narrative Play mission wot we wrote ourselves. I, Kraken, want to get my Tyranids back in shape after a longish pause.

And I, Stylus, will be blowing the dust from my Thousand Sons to face their old nemesis once again.

We're using the Meat Grinder mission as a template (see p196 in your songbook for further details), but with two twists. First up, we're turning it into an extraction mission. And second up, we're playing on a very dense Zone Mortalis board, using my Necromunda tiles for the tunnels.

Genestealers vs Terminators? Someone should make a game about that...

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