I like what you've done, the Duc is looking realistic and believable with that lovely paintjob and the cellar looks great too.
I can't wait to see what you come up with next!
I like what you've done, the Duc is looking realistic and believable with that lovely paintjob and the cellar looks great too.
I can't wait to see what you come up with next!
As always, your stuff looks amazing. Great job on the dogs coat, very realistic. I almost think you should be making your own dungeon crawler game, with the quality of your rooms... Of course, I do like having cool new rooms to add to my set for free! Just gotta find a decent printer to make copies...
Good to see everyone is scouting out miniatures - some quick replies to where I got the Kids and The Duc from!
Hasslefree is a great source of some alternates and also Foundry for peasants, let alone Reaper miniatures. In recent news - Hasslefree just released a new Barbarian Female Warrior; she's brilliant. On my next order without a doubt.
I've been let down by my usual professional printer; so no game boards this weekend - in a way though it works out; I was unsure whether I should go simple mortar floor - or - a gnarly tiled floor? Examples ahead :
One is very defined, the other (non-tiled) has a soft shadow which if you look for it; shows you the 30mm spaces. In a way the later caters for non-measuring gamers as well as square counters. What's your thoughts gang?
whilst I wait, I think Nick and I are going to run a couple of games of the Cellar Caper on current boards tonight to see how well the kids stack up (my girl's at a conference so time to nerd out). Just finished a few NPCs that make the whole scenario more fun, so I'll do a report and once the cards get printed next week; reshoot the fight
enjoy the weekend guys
I'm going to be absolutely useless and say: For looks, go for the simple mortar floor, for playability, go for the tiles...
(What I mean is: I think the mortar floor is the better looking of the two, and if the faint lines are enough to play by, use that one.)
Also, I was wondering how you fitted your non-standard heroes into WHQ (assuming you're still using those rules for your kid and knight quests), was there much shoehorning involved?
That barbarian is indeed, as they say, "the hotness".
Oh, and you're feeding the thundercloud again....
Games Workshop's cunning plans: Now with 50% more turnip!
[Modhail's Meanderings, a blog]
Very nice on everything re your last post Seb. I think for playability you need to have the tile look but as Modhail wrote - if you can add very faint lines that would be good.
Love that Barbarian. She looks great and I am tempted though but the thought of adding another unpainted figure to my collection is just plain scary. I was organising my mass of figures earlier this week and I was left quite shocked with the realisation of what I actually had!
Cheers and keep up the great work.
More lovely work, I'm definitely getting a set of your tiles professionally printed for my next game.
For what its worth, I think the faint shadows and marks on the shelves and stuff round the edge of the room are enough to play with on a practical level.
But why choose? Swap some items on the shelves and have the cellar next door as well :-D
Last edited by EldritchGamer; 14-04-2012 at 10:58.
Thanks for the feedback all, I've dabbled in combining the two styles a little. Looks pretty good I think, I'll post an example later. For now some card rules we came up with tonight whilst running the scenario a few times. The kids and Duc handle themselves well, they can dish out some whallops, but if they miss too often they can become overwhelmed quickly. Having low wounds really cranks up the tension too.
Here are the current cards and equipment tokens :
Fuller Equipment descriptions where I had to shorten :
Armand's Kitten Shield:
When given a miniature kite shield, Armand quickly chalked a 'growling lion' scribble to look like his father's own knightly shield. Evermore referred to as his "Kitten Shield" by Jean and Eloise. Once per turn it can completely block a single blow of his choosing. Rowr!
Grimboar Hide Collar:
A few years ago Duc protected Baron Benoit D'Ardain from a wild Grimboar, receiving a nasty wound which led to him 'leaving the ranks' and looking after the Baron's children. Benoit commissioned a thick leather collar to be crafted from the beast's hide for Duc in acknowledgement of the hound's bravery. Once per combat Duc can break from pinning and absorb an attack directed upon one of the siblings.
Redone tile tomorrow with some painted mini photos. Also, I'd like to tease that the scenario contains more than one cellar...
...again, why haven't you just made your own game? This stuff is just incredible, Tael.
Hmm.. made a post that disappeared into the warp just now..
Righto onwards regardless - Thanks SATS and Purplebeard, as it is I haven't the resources to create a wholly new boardgame from scratch but I can certainly produce oodles of tile art
Talking that; here is the combined version of the Cellar section, I think it hits the middle ground nicely. Yay or Nay? (this has also been a nice look into my process too for those interested)
In other news, I was going to showcase a couple of painted models, but decided against it.. they're characterful villains and would be a serious spoiler for the upcoming Cellar game report. No sneak peeks yet!
Really, really cool. Looking forward to the battle report!
Very cool. I like the new tiled floor - not as light as the last one, and looks more old fashioned (the mortar floor just looks like concrete to me - I almost expect to see a washing machine in the corner...)
Thanks for the feedback and critique, I haven't looked into 3d art yet, but it's a challenge I'll take on at some point. Thanks for the links, great examples too.
I finally received the printed out tiles (though the printer shop oddly set one page too dark) mounted them and got Nick around to have a game. We've worked out most of the rules to balance fun and survivability with some tension. Without further adieu, the game;
The Castle Cellar Caper
Jean edged forward into the gloom, his sister and younger brother just behind and their father's faithful war hound 'Duc alongside. The latter had been snuffling about the main door to the cellars all morning, largely ignored by the servants and guards, except Jean and Armand. They knew only something serious would hold the furry chaperone's attention for that long."I don't remember this corridor being so dark Elle"Jean snarled under his kettle helm, pushing it upward at the rim without change. His annoyance at Eloise was swamped by a growing caution. Armand bumped into him from behind,
"Perhaps tilt your helmet up you toad""Watch it Army"She was being a right damsel Jean thought; first she hauled them up for skulking about with their practice swords, figured their idea was more interesting than her tapestry lesson, then had them dress up in their custom made ceremonial armour. If you want to play Knights, you've got to look the part, she said. Girls, always playing dress ups.
"Sorry, juss' can't see either. This rots," even in the gloom Jean could see an 'Armand Pout' ten leagues away.
"He's right, if you've dragged me into some stupid rodent hunt, I'll push the both of you down the long drop"
Duc snorted loudly, then began to growl, the bass warble causing them to gather closer together."Duc?"The war hound ignored Eloise, lowering his massive head, eyes fixed at a point in the shadows. Something scuttled beyond.Armand grimaced "Gross, ratties"
Nodding ahead, Eloise brought her bow up. Jean followed her line of sight and saw them too, little men with spears. The figures were looking into the gloom just as confused as the siblings."Goblins? Are they the ones who put to torches out?" Jean was amazed something so small could reach the wicks, he could barely grab the cellar door latch earlier.
"You need to pay attention when Master Raston teaches, they're little greenlings."
"Really small ones" Armand added, agreeing by way of apparent knowledge.Jean looked ahead again, then behind the group, "What do we do? The doors been locked behind us"The trio exchanged like glances. That part of the adventure had been unexpected. No doubt the cook or any number of duty guards had noted the door ajar and latched it merely out of routine. The siblings had been too far down the corridor to call out, so they chose to continue on and make a scene later."If they're stealing food, we have to chase them off" Eloise drew upon a rare sense of duty, having just skipped her lessons.Jean and Eloise looked at their little brother, Duc tuned about also, glowering.
"I agree, lets kick them in the shins" Jean grinned.
"Can I ride Duc?""No"Drawing his two handed short sword, Jean edged forwards, Duc crept up alongside him. Eloise notched an arrow and Armand hefted his 'Kitten' kite shield, stomping behind in a mood.
At that moment, the figures lowered their small pikes, squealed something unintelligible and charged.
Duc lunged at his attacker, grabbing the small creature and shaking it violently. Jean dodge the other's pike, hitting the greenling hard with the flat of his blade. It yelped and rolled over, unmoving."I think I.."
"The third one!" Eloise shouted over him, but it was too late.Jean gave chase "He's after friends!"Everyone rushed forward without a thought. Until they swung open the door to the rightmost wine cellar room.
Duc bodily blocked a couple more, trying to get at the big goblin that was aiming to stab Jean. The first real scrap was on in earnest.
"That's a goblin!" remarked Eloise, notching her bow again. But before she could fire the group was upon them.
"Gerroff!" grunted Jean, dodging hits.
Jean fought quickly, not even thinking about the steps his father's swordmaster had taught him. Blocking wooden clubs and smacking the green rotters with his blade easily knocked out the little ones. Suddenly he blocked a metal sword, now confronted with the goblin leering at him. Deftly he twisted the sword away and cut inward, his two hand short sword dug under the goblins armor, jarred then slid inward fast. The goblin gargled something and fell away."I got him!" Jean yelled.Another put up it's fists and took a swipe at the youngest human.
"We got more!" Eloise replied, trying to sound calm, but her voice broke as a wave of snarling creatures came up behind them.
"Ow, stop it!" snapped Army, head butting his nearest opponent, who crumpled to the floor eyes rolling backward.
Even more appeared, rushing past Eloise and Army toward Duc and Jean. A fistful of needles flew into the face of one, a shout of disgust from Eloise following behind. Jean cut another down while Army hid behind his shield as blows were deflected by both his 'Kitten Shield' and custom armour."NO fair!" he pouted, the other side had too many players.Eloise punched one rotter on the nose with a sick crunch, it too fell away. Everyone blocked fists and small wood sticks; then suddenly, they had beaten up everything coming out of the dark."Think that's all of them?" Jean asked aloud.Duc sneezed, rolled an unconscious body over with his snout, then resumed sniffing the gloomy air. Eloise gave her brother a look;"Could do with a muffin about now, I saw you nick a few from Durand's baking shelf"Jean resisted at first, spiteful for being called out, then relented,"Yeah, they do taste great"His smiled matched hers, Army grabbed one and shoved it in Duc's face, then grabbed another but Duc licked that too."Heyyy!"Duc licked Army with raspberry crumbs and slobber, giving up when Army kept fending him off.Jean looked at Eloise after laughing at his little brother, "Next room?
"We had best make sure," reviewing the unconscious and unmoving greenlings she added, "we did okay here"
The next room had much the same, a nasty goblin surrounded by sneering little greenlings."Like before, Geddem'!" shouted Jean, rushing inside.Everyone followed in with a shout, startling once snarling faces.
"HEY! They're nicking stuff!" shouted Eloise, accidentally trampling a greenling that tried to block her path.Duc chomped down hard on another that grabbed his collar. Then suddenly everyone was in the thick of it.
Jean dispatched a goblin to his delight, whilst Army's custom armour warded several hits again. Before it even started, they were alone once more."Is that all of them?" Eloise questioned, looking toward the door, pushing another goblin away in disgust."Think so.."Something moved behind them.
"They're behind us!"Quickly they turned about, punches, shin kicks, arrows, pikes and all. One of the rotters stabbed Jean in his bum;"Ow!" the perpetrator received a chop for his efforts.Suddenly another pike stabbed out at Army, who hadn't even seen the greenling sneak up on him..
"Bum for a head eh Jean?" Eloise shouted, whacking her attacker on the head with the short bow.
..but Duc leapt between the little rotter and Armand, the blow glancing his flank. A bite later and the little greenling fell. Army fended off another attacker until an arrow flit past and sent his opponent into a stack of barrels.
A moment after the last attacker squealed and all was quiet in the dark cellar. Somewhat over their initial fear, the group quickly gathered together. Jean ate another muffin, giving some to Duc. Eloise gave Army a big hug and a kiss. His once quibbling lip steadied and he seemed a lot more cheery after the rumble they had just had."Next one?"Everyone nodded, the Duc snorted with his ears perking up. Quickly they filed out, opened the next door and discovered much the same. Duc took an instant dislike to the goblin task master inside.
Even a wall of minions didn't stop the wily war hound fixing upon biting the nasty goblin, who spat out filthy verse and tried it's best to intimidate everyone. Army tried to mimic the greenskin, but he couldn't say such bad words. So began bashing a little rotter with his shield instead.
Duc finally got his goblin, the snarly nasty grouching even as he expired.Eloise looked on at the crumpled heap, "Wow, nasty gummage that one"Suddenly everyone went quiet. They were all in for it and if they got really hurt, well that would be an epic telling off on top.
"He's really naughty, father would smack his bottom too" added Army, surveying the bashed up cellar.Jean broke their glum mood "Let's figure out how they got in here"Eloise smiled, gave Army a hug and followed out after Duc.
"Right, if they got in, we can probably get out that way too"
"True, good thinking sis"
They made it back to the middle room where the goblin with it's sack still lay unmoving, alongside an even smaller greenling had a heap of mushrooms stashed in another bag too."Somewhere in here for sure, these two were stuffing their sacks when we came in"They split up and looked about, Duc surprised a couple more greenlings, bit one and kept the other at bay. Just as he tossed the second, ragged and limp, down the corridor. Army shouted out;"Hey! Here!" he pointed, chest out in pride.Jean came over, had a peek and a sniff, "I think Army found it Eloise, I can smell something burning. Like one of the nightwatch torches"Eloise came over, sniffed the air like Duc, the hound looking to her as if in agreement,"I think so too, push that wine cask aside Jean"
Hefting it aside, a ragged grubby hole was revealed. Voices in the gloomy tunnel escaped as did the smell of cured hams, corn and other foods."The way in!" Jean husked quickly.
"And out" added Eloise.Jean snarled, pushing through the gap "Let's put a stop to these rotters!"Duc quickly shimmied his big self through, coming up next to Jean on the other side of a musty, grubby tunnel. It was hand dug from the clay earth under their castle, the work was functional and just ahead a mob of greenlings and three goblin rotters, turned about."Oh oh"
Duc even whimpered, but snorted away his surprise and growled."Geddim!" shouted the one with the torch.
The green mob rushed them all, swarming about the group whilst the goblins moved on Jean and Duc. The torch owner thrust the flaming stick at Jean, who's parrying blows sent sparks everywhere. Everyone got hit by small punches and hard wooden sticks. It hurt and suddenly everyone began to shout and voices wavered. Suddenly Army came out swinging, pricking rotters with his dagger. His fear made him throw the biggest hissy fit ever.
"Nasty rotters!" he smacked another with the Kitten Shield, blocking a blow, "Leave us alone!"
Jean kicked the torch bearer in the shins, causing him to drop the flaming stick and hop around hugging a smarting leg shouting;
"Y'nasty brat, Ow Ow!"
Jean swung a wide arc, "Here then!" and lopped off the goblin's leg, the rotter yelped fell away, his own torch landing on him.
Suddenly Duc found himself confronted by the biggest, hardest goblin they had seen yet. Whilst Jean had to contend with the barrel taker, barging about with the massive cask, failing to see Duc struggling with the goblin leader, the rotter slashing Duc several times. Loyal as ever despite the danger, Duc kept the goblin away from the kids, leaping atop of him and biting hard on rotter's bucket head.
Armand cried out "Elle Elle! Duc's got cuts!"Spinning about Eloise saw Duc yelp as another nasty stab hurt the war hound. But Duc remained between the goblin and his master's pups.
Eloise, free of opponents thanks to Army's shouting and stabbing, notched an arrow and aimed at the goblin,
"Lady bless my shot, bless it straight and true!" shouting on the last word she let it fly as Duc finally recoiled.A perfect shot, it perforated the rotter's breastplate, straight into his little black heart. With a jerk it stopped fighting, glared at the little red haired girl and keeled over. Stone dead.
Duc was hurt, he whimpered and limped about, but before Eloise could hug him, or Jean could give the hound a muffin treat.. another mob of greenlings came up behind them, snarling and sneaking up on Army and Elle.
"I don't want to play anymore, they're too mean" Army quibbled.Suddenly the other end of the tunnel filled with silhouetted figures, the shadows rushing down from the tunnel entrance light.
"You okay Jean?" Eloise hid her own bruises and cuts.
"No, one cut my leg, my arms really sore too..father's going to kill us after this"
"More ahead! I'm so sorry Army!" Jean cried out, fending blows from another lil'rotter.
"For D'Ardain! To the Children!" the shadows shouted.
Bursting upon the rumble, Hermie, Mousson and other watchmen chopped up greenlings with big axes and swords. The kids screamed in delight and relief as arrows whisked by, shafts pinioning small rotters like skewers. They were safe!
"Jean! Elle!" roared a concerned voice, their father stormed down the tunnel, "Army!" he somehow gathered them up in one big swoop, like only a father could do.They hugged him back, crying and chatting excitedly, forgetting a dozen smarting cuts and bruises.
"My loves! Why!?" he squeezed hard, terrified and relieved at once.
In moments it had ended, the children were rushed up out of the tunnel leaving their father behind with his men at arms.
"My lord.."Shifting under his Lord's gaze, Mousson answered uneasily,
"Mousson?" Benoit turned from watching his children rushed to safety.
"There's several dozen dead snotlings back there, even a few goblins. You sons certainly have the makings for knighthood"
"Yet you seem perplexed?"
"It's Lady Elle, her arrows"
"Yes?""Well sir, they're all blunted from practice, and this one here," he drew forth a shaft from a particular grizzled and armoured greenskin, "well, it shouldn't have gone through judging by the others"Benoit eyed the nearly rounded tip, covered in goblin gore. The man was right, this was more than luck or even skill.
"The lady watches over her" he muttered without realising, his daughter was revealing uncommon traits.
"Like Lady D'Ardain, rest her soul"Benoit paused, then agreed, "Like Katrin, yes" he smiled, snapped the small arrow and tossed it aside, "have the wall watch examine this mine and collapse it, where we failed to find this accursed place my children didn't. I'd be glad to be rid of it""At once my lord" Mousson grinned under his huge moustache and they parted ways.
Benoit moved toward Duc, the tough war hound nursing a dozen wounds.
"Thank you again old friend" he smiled, patting the hound as it lay on the ground, exhausted but happy.A big lick splashed across the Lord's face, causing him to push the big friendly brute down.
"Enough of that, you're clearly okay"Standing up he motioned for a couple of men to gather up the Duc,
"Get him seen too by Gerard, and have Durand give him the best chicken in the kitchen tonight.Looking about, Benoit eyed the dead greenskins. His children were lucky, if not for his scouts spying a trail that led to the tunnel, his distracting day's hunt would have led him beyond chance to save his own children. Thankfully, and truthfully, the bond forged between the kids here would last longer than any wound they received. With a sigh of releif, he began to leave, making for the forest beyond and the last light of a long day.
"My Lord!" they both replied, eager to help the de facto mascot of the castle.
The Players :
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed the first adventure of my knight, Jean D'Ardain. Here are a few group shots of this story's main players :
The Meddling Kids :
The nasty rotters'
So, how did Nick and I play this out?
First thing is the cards, which you can see above.
We aimed for fun and enough boosters to keep the kids going, whilst lack of skill and low wounds kept tension high. As for the rotters? Well we mixed it up a little.
Treating them as individual monsters, but allowing the snotlings a chance to swarm about the kids; yet roll for whichever they targeted. If they ganged up as usual, they would have killed one of the children quickly. We figure this more thematic, as the children are the same size, so the snotlings would be more willing to take them on individually. As it is, the kids got roughed up, Duc was on 1 wound at the end with Army, Elle and Jean only a couple each also. This wasn't uncommon.
Additionally we made the snotling 'Ambush' into a roll off, either the snotlings got the drop on the kids or the kids surprised the snotlings and goblins while looting the cellar. Turned out to add an element of tension as to who gets to charge into the other?
The goblins were tough, but curiously Jean and the kids dispatched them more easily. However in this game Power Phase 1 rolls nearly ended in group kill. All the same, the odd shin kick, kitten shield block, muffins and flying pins helped carry the day. It was a fun scenario and we're already cooking up another.
Best Game moments? Army's slaying fest in the final turns, Jean shin kicking the torch goblin successfully. Eloise won best shot, scoring six then six to wound, bringing the goblin leader down in a single shot. Lady be blessed indeed! Duc's timely intercept, also was perfect.
Thanks all! Tile set available for download soon!
Wonderful models, fantastic painting, great dungeons .... bucket loads of inspiration.
You have captured all the fun to be had with this hobby and this great game in particular in this one plog.
Thanks very much.