Do Not Be Hasty

February challenge completed!

Wood Elf Treekin from Warhammer Fantasy Battle - they got done eventually. I am not hasty painter.

Branching Out

Ah, the Marauder Treeman, so wonderfully chunky and so easy to paint that even a teenage Wood Elf commander could use it to bulk out his little army.

This used to be my treeman (used to be)
This used to be my childhood tree
This used to be the monster I ran forward
Whenever I was in need

Times change (I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air, etc) and now these poor saps have been demoted to Treekin,

Call The Copse!

Fresh from their hiding at the hands of Kraken's Chaos Gribblies, here come the dryads!

Hi everybody!

That Cold-Hearted Birch

I like Drycha. She's one of the few unashamedly nasty characters in the Wood Elf fluff. So also plays a role in resurrecting Nagash (more out of spite than a deep-lying scheme, I think), so you can blame her for the End Times.

Birch, please

Let Me Ent-ertain You

Lacking the time (or indeed the attention span) to stick with one army, I have flitted away from the Night Goblins once more and come back to the Wood Elves. The painting equivalent of a gadfly (or a Mangler Squig, if you've seen the way I do eyeballs).

I thought to reignite my interest in the Asrai with something large and arboreal:

"I AM *NOT* GROOT!"