Table Ready: Iron Hands Redemptor
Today we also look at a Redemptor Dreadnought from the Iron Hands chapter of Space Marines. Take a look and enjoy.
Adeptus Astartes
The Emperors chosen warriors.
Table Ready: Bray’arth Ashmantle
Today we showcase Bray’Arth Ashmantle, the cuddly Salamanders character dreadnought with the dual crushing claws and the fire and the hey-hey.
Table Ready: Ultramarines Contemptor
Today we also take a look at a Relic Contemptor from the 13th Legion.
Table Ready: Ultramarines Leviathan Dreadnought
Today we are showing off a Leviathan Siege Dreadnought from the 13th Legion who looks to have made a new friend.
Table Ready: Cypher – Lord of the Fallen
Next up, we look at the mysterious being known only as Cypher (again). A different Cypher, but kinda the same anyway…
2021, The Year of Meh…
Another year has gone by. Indeed, another year down the crapper. I have a hard time imagining that anyone can look back and feel particularly good about 2021. The pandemic seems to have gained momentum, current events were miserable, disturbing or both, and people are clearly tired of it all. What an utter dumpster fire.
2020 – The Year of Papa Nurgle – Part 6
It’s November.
Wait, It’s November? That can’t be right. Right? It was just January… Or was it July…
Part 6 wraps up this series about my year at the hobby desk.
Playing With Toy Soldiers
So let us begin this series with my long-running obsession with Wargames, as well as skirmish games, complicated board games and how they changed my life.
2020 – The Year of Papa Nurgle – Part 3
We are now into the end of April. And this year is turning out to be completely screwed up. The whole world is shut down or shutting down. Supply lines are strained. People are dying left and right. Surely this can’t continue, right?
Yeah… about that…
2020 – The Year of Papa Nurgle – Part 2
2020 has thrown us all a curveball in the form of Covid-19. And it would appear that I was not spared. In hindsight, I am not surprised that I got sick. Before the lockdown, I used to use packed to the doors public transportation regularly, probably didn’t wash my hands as much as I should have, and I’ve never had the best of immune systems.
So here I was, still recovering. Not allowed to go to work.