“Few who encounter the strange, human-like grove of Loren, leave once the lilting chorus of the dryads reaches their ears.” For this month I’ve painted a small unit of 6 dryads, they are powerful forest spirits capable of shapeshifting, this ability makes them very useful in the Wood elf army as it allows you […]Read More Awakening of the Woods – part 6
Heinrich slowly came to, something was prodding him, pricking him with a stick or maybe a knife. “Wake the manthing” a squeaky voice said. He was writhing on the ground, his head felt like it was splitting, they had knocked him out. They were pawing him “Where is it where is it!” the squeeky voice […]Read More Midnight
As Heinrich was running from the beastmen ritual in the darkness of night, things took a turn for the worse!Read More In the Darkness of Night
Hraadrek stood looking down on the small town, slung perfectly along the Imperial road, on the edge of the deep forest he called home. Peacefully the chimneys exhaled smoke into the dusk, the evening sun illuminating the red rooftops. Soon, the sun would go down, and soon the man-things would the ones exhaling, lying in […]Read More Justified and Ancient!
The sun had barely risen as Iadaec made his way through the forest, he moved as silent and stealthy as a cat. At last he reached the clearing, he moved into a visible position so that the Guardians would see him. “Iadaec, you have been summoned” A wood elf way watcher moved out from the shadows […]Read More Awakening of the Woods – part 5
Something was wrong. He could hear it, like whispers in the wind, the winds of magic. Darkness was rising, the beasts were stirring, soon they would start raiding, then the war would start. A bit late with the post, but better late than never! For this months tale I’ve painted up Vaeril Carralei, a […]Read More Awakening of the Woods – part 4
The villagers of Plattenhafen were quivering with fear! For the third night in a row they could hear the faint guttural chanting and the beating of a drum from the woods. They all had a feeling that their doom was nigh. They were isolated in their village. There were traces of beastmen all around, there […]Read More A Horror from the Swamp