Beastmen - Beastkrieg

Beastman Army

Another small Warhammer Fantasy Battle 8th Edition Army.  This time its Beastmen.   This army was built purely for a tournament in which everyone got a free wandering Wizard with basic stats added to their army.  I only had a couple of weeks to build and paint the army so wanted something small with a minimal model count and also something different to what people would likely be expecting. 

Beastkrieg.

This army consist of a Minatour Lord

Of course a wandering Wizard.  Which of I wanted to both match the theme of a Beastman army whilst still being suitable to use with other armies after this tournament.   Again lots of bottles and gubbins to enhance the fact that this Wizard carries his trappings with him.

Some Harpies to redirect enemy charges and also to go hunting pesky warmachine crews.

Some heavy hitting RazorGor to take on smaller units and light cavalry.  Two units of two should do it.

And as many Chariots as I could squeeze in with the remaining points, including a Battle Standard Bearer mounted on a Chariot.  So eight all up.

All finished off with a suitable forest looking display board.

Eden - The Resistance

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The Resistance

Ashton

The Ubume had just magically appear at the turn of the corridor. Ashton only took a second to react. " Stay behind small . Your mission first. " He plays servo motors facing the enemy drone . Front, back, side , the wheels were well greased since the last revision .

- Do you long? If this thing survives, it will alert his friends.
- A few minutes if it works badly. These terminals are crappy .
- Not that kind of kid vocabulary.

Ashton moved off toward the drone. His exo- armor increased size, strength, reach and speed to the point that it took him a few seconds to reach his opponent and put him first right. The drone , too fast, dodged the attack with ease but failed to touch Ashton was still too far away . The drone is easily answered and jumped on the Strong, determined to eliminate these two humans without giving them any hope of survival. " You want Ashton hand? I'm almost done . " Jimmy asked without looking up to the fighters.

Ashton replied only by a rumbling as he took a shot in the stomach. He had to catch his breath. Focusing on the importance of the mission. Jimmy had a job, was to protect his teammate . If both die because of him , Alice would not forgive him.
He caught his breath painfully while Ubume marked a downtime. During this short second pause , Ashton had time to engage the auxiliary servo motors and discharged all of its batteries. His armor would make him invincible for a while. He felt that the movements of its members were more fluid , the armor reinforced its skeleton vulnerable places, his fighting spirit was renewed .

He charged again the drone who tried to grab him by the chest. The short energy overload when the drone struck a join tack the blocked part of the artificial intelligence of the drone and it let go . Ashton took the opportunity to make a back breaststroke kick off balance that made the drone reputedly extremely stable. While his opponent reeling , Ashton flattens his fist against the mask of the drone and sent him to the mat.
Even before it has had time to get up, Ashton threw both feet on his enemy , crushing its most fragile circuits under his weight. A last flash of light passed through the eyes of the drone and then quenched while critical machine survival systems flanchaient one after the other .
The fight adrenaline slowly left the body resistant when Jimmy , without looking up from the controlling terminal , asked him "Are you sure , you do not need help ? I have a moment to again " .dropoff window Ashton smiled. It should not hang anyway.

Freedom

Jimmy

"Be careful! " She told Alice when we barred the old Freedom. "You know how old I am ? " What I said . It 's great Alice . J'l'adore . But sometimes it swells me when she thinks I'm a brat . She has a look all worried , there, and when I tell him that everything is OK , she can not help but have a smile . And then, with my legs saucepan following me around , I'm never alone.

In addition , it is zilch to do what she asked . Au p'tit morning , there's Lynx spots a weird guy with orange hair eyeing us up to the Hill of the antenna ( it identifies all Lynx . Too strong . No hefty but nothing escapes ) .dropoff window A guy with his own colorful clothes. Not a friendly scout after another. Anyway, twisted and not friendly gugus , there's this hole in it . Well, just had to know where he came from and if he was going to call his friends . When Alice looked at me , it was already starting from Freed ' and me.

At the same time , be careful, now is not too urgent . Which urge the most is calter by post-haste before I get caught by the three big stupid smelly . He damn scared the other degenerate, then, when he nearly chopper me . I did not see it coming. I followed through a ghost town , traces of Bozo the Tignasse that precisely s stopped ten meters in a funny red puddle between two ruins. His colleagues will never have his news. I blocked three seconds this bad plan ... and suddenly, I almost do another similar spot with my face . I bent down in extremis. I do not know how I did it , but hey, his club has made ​​qu'accrocher my cap . To think that these disgusting mutants have developed a way to move like drafts. Air currents that smell of stale retains a hundred years , should be noted.

In short twenty minutes to run and jump over the carcasses of cars and rubble with débilos Monstros and his two buddies Basque . They follow unabated. I sneak in old buildings . They still drop out. They might be fat, they are busy , swelling. But then , finally, it's good, I brought 'em where I wanted . In a cul -de-sac . No need to trudge . I blow a little. They arrive. Also stop. They know me that there's no way in the old cellar of ruined building. The big laughs . It has a mentally retarded laugh who found their way to the game room s approach it slowly , arms outstretched , to catch me as much as to retain the two other hungry and gibberish . " 'm Not here mo ' Bonus roast . " Cannibal humor is something! I have time to see an orange wig bloody hanging from his belt. "You're eating clown you." He stares at me for a moment without moving. I would like to know if that stops it is the time think about what I said or if it's my quiet smile disorder ; but as they are just the right place , I put my acoustic headphone and I pressed the remote. Freedom comes out of the vent less than one meter above them. He swings the sauce. At this distance, the sonic compressor made ​​their half blow his brains out. Even with the helmet and five meters , it really shakes , then they ...

Blood trickles from the nose and ears. They are on the ground, trembling all over , holding his head with both hands and bewildered eyes. I get my cap fissa the other nase was kind enough to report , thinking it would make him another nice trophy. I throw a kick in his pustular bide in thanks and I let him , "You would have done better to heed the advice of Alice, rot species." And I go .

Alice

Lloyd approached the degenerated as discreetly as possible . The repulsive creature was crawling and seemed to look under the trunk something she could not reach her ​​claws . Close to the monster, he jumped and shot three times his fists on the human parody and crushed his head against the floor. Alice approached and secured with a stroke of the taser misshapen monster was dead.

- In your opinion leader , what he was looking down there?

- We'll see. Ashton? Come here please. Lloyd , help him , but be careful , it can be anything under there

Lloyd watched the giant to stand on the other side of the trunk and positioned himself so as to face him. They counted to three and managed to lift the piece of wood and the shift of a few meters . Underneath, there was a hole in the bottom of which was curled up a little girl trembling with cold and fear .

Alice watched the child and smiled. It did not move. She began to cry even harder.

" Move away guys, you make him afraid ." Lloyd and Ashton walked away a few steps. The little girl looked at Alice with anxiety. Alice walked " My name is Alice, do not be afraid , I'll take you home your mom. "

Alice had not advanced more than three steps when the girl screamed in fear. Alice put his taser and crouched to meet the child. When she was at his level, the little girl made ​​her first smile. She seemed to have about seven years. Alice fumbled his wallet and pulled out an energy bar to the synthetic chocolate flavor . She removed the package and handed the bar to the girl . It started back again and prostra deep in his hole, Alice laying eyes.

" Here, look , I bite into it, it's very good ." Alice held out the bar started at the little girl who deigned to take it. She sniffed , observed several times and eventually bite into it with gusto . A satisfied smile lit her face when the chocolate flavor achieves its buds. "You know how to find your mom ? " The girl was devouring the bar but did not seem to understand what Alice said . "I'll bring you back to camp if you're alone, it's safer ."

Lloyd approached and said, " Take your binoculars, I believe there is someone out there on the slope ." Alice looked up and saw a figure in the distance. Through his binoculars , she recognized that it was a single woman who gave the impression of looking for something and ran, terrified , in every sense .

Alice took the hand of the little girl and helped her up . She showed him how to use binoculars and handed them to the girl . It tried them and looking toward the woman let out a " Mama" very distinct. The little girl gave the twins Alice who offered him another chocolate bar. She held a finger to where the mother of the girl was. The girl kissed Alice on the cheek and fled to the north to find his family .

Alice wiped a tear before turning to Lloyd . "We are heading south guys, we have nothing more to do here. "

Security Bot

Eden - Matriarch

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Eden

Matriarch

When the Spirit visited Sybille , it is reported that his eyes revulsion , her cheeks were flushed and his body was disjointed puppet movements , as if at the end of the strings was the hand of a puppeteer with Parkinson this same senile demiurge who had dug in the ashes and bones catacombs of the soul now roamed the followers of the prophet .

The past Sybille , whatever. That she was just in the last few years before the Devourer of All Things did assouvisse his appetite ? She left relics, photographs, letters . Tape recordings , where his voice is heard , a little shaky , describing the coming deserts, hungry monsters of human flesh, the blackened ruins and metal carcasses under a mercury sky. Cassandra Trojans in combination NBC. The tangible evidence of its existence lie in crypts under the first convent was occupied by his followers behind steel doors .

She had lived the End. She knew the paths of cybernetic berserkers , megacities where festoieraient salamanders in flames and huge dragons like the old Titans, and what directions the winds take charge of radioactive particles and pathogens . She had received the vision of a haven at the end of a valley in the mountains separating Italy from Switzerland .

In the green valley , there was a convent. The nuns perçurent the divine nature visitations Sybille , and joined his cohort , including some boys and men , but essentially feminine. Sybille de crises continued , describing a divine city on Earth, built not by using bricks or pouring concrete , but by atoning in mind as in the flesh insulting the supreme deity that led to permanent darkness .dropoff window By its excesses , its inherent arrogance , the male principle of the human race had spread impiety, balance the cosmos and called destruction.

Sybille , weakened by hunger , died suddenly during an outbreak . By the light of pyres were thrown pell-mell corpses, some old companions of the prophet , already stark and parchment , decided to transcribe the recordings, as the batteries would last . They first wrote on paper, pages torn from books or the back of posters, but this support in doing so rare and not of satisfactory guarantees conservation , they came to tattoo tanned skin of dead , honored in death by becoming the receptacle prophecies. So, in a way that is both esoteric and barbaric , was born the Book of Revelations , the source of quartériste gnosis.

As a sign of mourning, as Sybille that of the ancient world , many followers adopted the black. Leather is so privileged , preferably in contact with the body, because it is on the skin that the message of the prophet is now preserved for centuries to come. Men often add strings, hoods and leashes, and other less common instruments of restraint , such as straitjackets . The quartéristes Men are not really slaves, they call themselves the Subject , and when speaking to the sisters , they give them the title of "master" regardless of their rank. They see their male principle must be guided with the greatest rigor by the female principle , and purged , including through the submission and mortification of the flesh , which many also expose as much as possible to blows as the aggressions of the outside polluted. The sisters in turn accept the burden of submitting males as their duty to the Goddess, to reform the material world born of his union with the Demiurge , tireless craftsman, ugly and hunchbacked . Men and women also hope to relive the same ecstasies Sybille communing with Spirit , a manifestation of the Goddess who looks the world a look at the many tears.

Unlike Submitted , to the demands of survival, the Sisters are grouped into several specialized orders, each bearing the name of a color. The Black Order is the most venerable . The Scribes of the Flesh , commenting prophecies and teach doctrine, constitute the bulk of its workforce. It also has the formidable intrusive .


The Green Order , for his more pragmatic aims. It is responsible for the operation of hydroponic greenhouses , as well as production by biomass gas that illuminates the vast and winding catacombs and recovery of debris from the old world, who have little sense for the Sisters assigned to this task, the quartérisme considering as "male" industry and its products.

The White Order runs mercilessly slaves , not to be confused with the Subject , sometimes describe as slaves , but voluntary servitude is limited to the Rites of Domination . The slaves are divided into several functional categories , the two main ones are the workers and breeders. The latter have an important role because sex is strictly prohibited between Sisters and Submitted , although also a sexuality that would have qualified as perverse before the end of the world permeates all their reports.

As the sisters do not speak artificial insemination, breeding slaves are selected based on their apparent physical qualities and lobotomized , packed into cells and then drugged when it comes to impregnate a Sister . A breeding slave loses its force as they age is slaughtered , butchered and fed the other slaves. It is sometimes possible for a slave with his faculties to rise as submitted, if he shows signs of sincere adherence to dogma. The quartérisme not refuse conversions.


 
The Red and the Black Order Order are rivals because they are equal prestige and no one knows which one is the oldest. The Order Red for the desert area between the contaminated colonies. Although the first disciples hid in valleys and inaccessible caves , they had still consider their protection especially during the search of the old food stocks , or if some catastrophe demanded a migration. The Sisters of the Order Red are officers and elite soldiers of the army of Matriarchy , they contributed much to perpetuate the guardians of gnosis. Their missions , which were limited to the original defense against looters cannibals have diversified since. They cleanse the ruins where a community has to install, they defend the territory expansion of Matriarchy , against the bands and the most dangerous mutant animals , but mostly they capture male slaves and often require colonies tribute food or girls who suffer the quartériste indoctrination. However , more and more frequently, Paladines of the Order and Red Submitted under them complete quests as perilous as distant , shrouded in secrecy.

The different levels are coordinated by a board Matriarchs , which brings together the most experienced and skillful Sisters the political games which pull the quartérisme under color of marble-like rigidity. Whether motivated by ambition or deviant fanaticism , heresies are for the Matriarchy a serious risk that toxic deserts.

A common question in chapped lips survivors Southeast of Europe but finds the Matriarchy to hundreds of kilometers from his field? The specter of a large quartériste crusade begins to take the substance. The more aware of the functioning of the theocracy , renegade or runaway slaves , speak an outlet to internal tensions, a way to profitably deviate Matriarchs of disruptive elements, hotheads and ambitious . It should also take into account competition between the Black Order and the Order Rouge. They observe, spy , measure their respective influences ; if one takes a likely initiative to strengthen its position , there is a good chance it will be followed or countered by another. It is not clear why the expeditions of the Black Order have become more numerous in the Balkans and specifically the territory of the former Romania, the wildest rumors from camp to camp ; by against no one is surprised to see them closely followed closely by bands of the Order Rouge.

Berserk

Colossus Man

Dog-Man

Sister Arya

Sister Ilona

Wraith-Man

Sister Alena

Sister Yliss

Painman

Toy-Man

Sister Gabriele

Building - Eden Terrain 1

Cars

Painting up some terrain for Eden and other Post Apocalyptic style games.  Sure Eden is really set in Europe but these models really lend themselves more to American colour schemes.

I got these models after backing the Mantic Mars Attacks Kickstarter.   I Also picked up some giant robots at the same time that are destined to be used on Mars in the ongoing Victorian Science Fiction campaign.  

These cars make excellent terrain pieces and with the exception of the Hummer are all one piece resin casts.  It would be nice if Mantic did a few more of these as they really are good and could also be used in Zombie outbreak style games.

Generic Taxi

New York Style Police Car

New York Style Taxi

B.M.W Station Sedan

B.M.W.

Hummer

Unknown Hatchback

I'm not sure if the colours are correct for what I have them representing but I am happy with the results.

I know that I have shown some of these in an earlier post, but figured that now I have the entire set done it would be a good time to show them all together.

Eden - ISC

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Eden

ISC

As out of a silent trance, the Grey Daimyo slowly raised his head and turned her toward the two optical drones who stood facing him. For several seconds nothing happened , the steel trio not sketching the far post. Finally, obeying a silent order , Green and Black Kunoichi Mamushi turned and set off , leaving their single controller.

The Daimyo watched them for a moment and gone the way of the mountain. New protocols had been programmed , the will of the Heavenly Order is made ​​.


2° SEQUENCE : ANTONOV

Lying on his bed , Ivan was not asleep. Sweat soaked, eyes made ​​vague by a sleepless night, he stared feverishly dump the ceiling. Still wandering in flirting with drowsiness discomfort, he waited.

It had been hours since he patiently and , dripping and thoughtful. He was worried . The dry season was just beginning and already the solar star struck peeled mountains of its burning rays . The day , the air was almost unbreathable , burning , biting , choking ; authorizing the slightest physical exertion at the price of dizziness and nausea . At night the temperature dropped away. In any case , not enough to cool off , let alone give you any rest. He was exhausted .

Yet in a few hours , it would go. Braving the morning heat , cover several kilometers and return to the village before the sun is high in the sky . The same ritual for a moon. The same routine and yet so vital Quest: fetching water.

The ancients had established the village in the heart of a giant carcass lying at the foot of the mountain. They had built inside the belly of steel monster , the first huts which would , later, the heart of the hamlet. The installation did not take more than a few months and, once completed, they named their new home with a strange term entered in letters of blood on the ancient cabin : Antonov .

Although providential , this shelter was only one reason that led their ancestors settled here . The real reason was actually hidden behind the huge metal tubing. There, hidden somewhere in the side of the mountain , was a source, a source of drinking water . A real treasure.

With these favorable terms , the village had grown and prospered . A generation had driven another , then another, and so on. The source continued to flow and in its flood , flooded this little mountains peeled of a life become so rare. Yet , although still brave , she was no longer sufficient to meet the needs of men and beasts and people had to adapt . So they sought new water points and luckily found two other smaller but sufficient.

Tradition has it that women who have made ​​these discoveries and since then it is for them to go and fetch water . A sort of sacred mission that was their reserved . Yet all this had changed since a moon around since the day the Volkova sisters , Lena and Yulia , had discovered strange and disturbing traces similar to those of a giant snake.
And so Ivan was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of escort carriers of water .


To tell the truth , it was voluntary. "A man in love with a woman is sometimes willing to many follies to be closer to the one his heart covets ," had thrown an old on the eve of his first start . At the time, dressed in his armour chitin , armed with his spear and draped his pride , he shrugged and ignored the mockery. But the old man was only too right .
After a week, Ivan had abandoned his armor, too heavy, too bulky , too suffocating . After two , he had given up his pride after women have had him back after a loss of consciousness. After a month, he had only his spear and courage gave him the proximity of the beautiful Yulia . And this morning , it was she who gave him the strength to get up.

The first rays of the sun just behind the pointed peaks when the small group set off . The water carriers were three in number . The young and bubbly Alexa led the way , followed by Lena , the eldest of the sisters Volkova . Finally, ensuring the rear, you could find Yulia accompanied by Ivan .

Every morning , the young women were in good spirits , joking , chatting , telling each learned yesterday anecdotes. Ivan meanwhile did not have the heart to that desperately remained silent , responding only by grunts and nods . He could not bear the heat and dreading the heat back.

After one hour, the little band finally came to the first source . It was actually a small bowl , beneath a rocky overhang and filled daily by a meagre trickle. True to its mission , Ivan was the first to come forward. Firmly holding his spear , he approached cautiously , watching for the slightest danger. Sweeping the place look, he noticed the traces of some small animals . Nothing alarming . Reassured, he beckoned to young women who came forward in turn . Kneeling carefully around the source , they set out to fill their containers .

This was the moment that Ivan feared most . The one where they were most vulnerable when his three protected turned their backs on danger and that everything rested on his shoulders. On the shoulders of a man exhausted and on the verge of fainting ... Suddenly, Ivan felt a pressure on his shoulder and jumped. The space of a moment , his breath was cut off and it seemed to him that his heart had stopped beating. He whirled around . Yulia greeted with a smile , "We can go there. " He had to get its act together .

The sun was now high in the sky and the temperature increased. The conversations were silent and everyone was saving his strength. Step by step , minute by minute, they were approaching their final stage . Insidiously , the discomfort grows. Ivan now led the way , it was stressed. In a lean period , they would join where the sisters had seen the traces for the first time , and where he himself had observed them. Although they have never met the creature that was originally they feared every four the possibility of such a meeting. Ivan wondered if it would live up if it can fulfil its task to the end.

Arrived within two hundred yards , they made a halt. Without a word, Ivan broke away from the rest of the group and it is with in fear that he began to reach the water source. His trembling legs carried him to a first rocky mound against which he leaned . Taking a deep breath , he tried to calm the turmoil that shook her body. In vain. Won the panic . Slowly, he slid along the stone and curled in on itself , as if to disappear. Acting as a powerful poison , terror paralyzed his body and poisoned his mind. At this time , it took him all the force of his will not to run away screaming. Powerful in its ultimate reserves , he found the strength to leave.

It was only a few yards when he ventured to risk a glance beyond the cover that ensured him the rocks. All his senses alert, he was ready . The seconds égrainèrent but nothing happened . Heaving a sigh of relief , he broke the silence and called his comrades. It was better not hang around.

Once the jars were full , the little group left . Despite the exhausting heat and transport load, was not now faster and more assured . The four companions had indeed a haste regain soothing and protective shadow of Antonov .

Lena was the first to break the silence and everyone relaxed a bit. Ivan even ventured to joke. Without much success, but the heart was there. After half an hour , they paused to drink and rest. Yulia came to sit beside her protector and they discussed a few moments. They exchanged small talk with no real interest yet devoured every word. This is Alexa who sounded the recall and they resumed their journey .

They were only a league when the saw . Columns of black smoke , like obscure pythons vaporous, darkened the sky. The village was on fire. Ivan ordered the water carriers to hide and , forgetting all fatigue , ran to the aid of his home.

Carmin Samurai

Yellow Geisha

Carmin Ronin

Grey Daimyo

Blue Ashigaru

Green Neko

Black Kunoichi

Grey Shogun

Blue Kira