Knights of the Shroom

"SNOT FAIR!" the goblin staggered under the weight of the blows.

"Nuffink fair in dis life," growled the greenskin, prying the fungoid treat from the whimpering smaller creature. "I iz bigger, youse iz teeny. You gots it, I wants it, I gets it," the hulking brute mused philospophically before shrugging and casually smacking the goblin back to the ground.

"UNHAND HIM!" The voice, stern, commanding and noble, echoed round the cavern. The greenskin looked up, his rugose brow furrowed. "Who dat?" he said into the darkness, a hint of uncertainty entering his voice.

"You will step away from that innocent and return to him that which you took, or by the Holy Shroom, I will end you."

"Yeah?" the orc laughed. "End me? I can hear youse is a grot. I would be likin' to see you try."

"You can't say you weren't warned. Defend yourself, varlet!"

The orc pulled out a pitted cleaver, still laughing.

...boing.... boing.... boing...

The orc reading himself, chuckling.

....boing... Boing..... BOING

The orc stopped laughing.

BOING-BOING-BOING 

"CHHHAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGE!"

The Knights of the Shroom arrived.

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This was a really simple job - I became enamoured of the idea of gobboes on squigs as chivalric knights, and so I painted them that way.

The only conversions were the flag and pennant made from tomato puree tube foil to allow posing. Other than that it was all in painting them in quarters. If I do more, I'll start adding checking and blazons and other heraldic markings.

Really enjoyed these but then any day where you're painting a gobbo is a day you enjoy. Here's all the squigs I've done so far; taste the rainbow!

Boing... Boing..... BOING... BOINGboingBOINGboingBOING

My wife knows me well.

Many years ago, when we needed cash in a hurry, I flogged my old metal squigs on eBay for a quick return. Although necessary, I've always regretted it.

For my Birthday this year, she got me some new ones. These are the first three testers; I wanted to work out the bases and also to see how my goblins would look with blue skin instead of the traditional green.

I've also decided to make them riotously multicolour because, frankly, if you're not going to have fun, why bother with gobbos?

I also have some ideas for the next few that should be entertaining.

Down, down in Goblin Town

Clap! Snap! the black crack!

Grib, grab! Pinch, nab!

And down, down to Goblin town

You go, my lad!

Clash, crash! Crush, smash!

Hammer and tongs! Knocker and gongs!

Pound, pound, down underground!

Ho, ho! my lad!

Swish, smack! Whip crack!

Batter and beat! Yammer and bleat!

Work, work! Nor dare to shirk,

While Goblins quaff, and Goblins laugh,

Round and round far underground

Below, my lad!

Clearing the decks of a few bits and pieces ready for the new edition of Middle Earth, these are a few Goblins that the Good Lady Who Must Obeyed got me a present in a model shop sale. 

I must say, I had enormous fun painting them. Each one of the twisted little buggers oozes character. The 12 here will make a good Battle Company. 

And I thought we'd see how they looked with Daddy:

And with a few opponents...

Finally just a heads up - at the time of posting there's still 3 days left on the Humble Bundle of the One Ring RPG - that's a huge amount of stuff for £12.

The Green Baron

Of all the smugglers plying their trade in the Outer Rim of the Arcadia system, there is one who stands head and shoulders above the rest. Not literally, of course. But ib terms of his sheer determination to get the cargo through no matter what there is no one who can touch the Green Baron.

How a Gretchin managed to slip away from his ork masters is a mystery. Why he would go into business for himself is an enigma. What he spends the money he makes on is a question no-one wants to think about for long. But if you need contraband and no one else can help you - and if you can find him - maybe you can hire Grotfred von Waaaaghoffen.

This was inspired by two things; I had an idea for a build using the legs of a sentinel but would be left with the cab, and a shot in a White Dwarf about a revolutionary gretchin army.

And so the Green Baron was born.

The build was pretty easy, just the cab of the sentinel with some plasticard wings and beat up panels.

The baron himself was selected from the Gretchin box; in terms of conversion I added the goggles and control yokes.

Painting was a doddle. Red wunz go fasta, after all.

A fun little build. It just needs some cotton wool smoke to finish it off.