BFG and Necromunda Update

I've had all kinds of odds and ends cross my painting table lately. This always tends to be the case once an army or faction reaches a certain size and I begin adding the more esoteric elements in order to add some variety.

The main addition was a set of miniatures from Brigade Models that I picked up at Blast-tastic! earlier this month. Yes, I managed to assemble and paint a set of models within a month of buying them. Impressive I know.

Anti-shipping missile defence system.

The Rise of the Reeves

Our local Necromunda campaign is continuing fairly swiftly and now that I'm four games in I think it's time for an update.

Despite doing rather well in all my games and causing substantially more casualties than I've received, I've managed to bottle all but one of them as soon as I had three down fighters while my opponents were passing back-to-back bottle rolls... *sigh* At least I can console myself with the knowledge that I've caused a fatality in every one of my games!

As you can imagine, this hasn't been ideal for gaining territories. On the other hand I've had nobody die on me so I haven't had to spend my meagre income on replacing people and have a decent stash saved up. But now that other gangs are gearing up it's time to join the arms race.

So say hello to Kip.

My name is Kip and I'm a local thug

DecemberMunda

This is going to be a super quick post about the outcome of the campaign hosted by Geoff just prior to New Years. You can find loads of pics and a bit of a write-up on his blog. Seriously, go take a look, the gangs and terrain look great.

The Emperor's Reeves performed marvelously and you can find the updated gang roster on Yaktribe. I rolled up a fine smattering of advances and skills throughout the half dozen games played and managed to avoid taking any casualties, mostly by being a sneaky git and letting other people do the fighting.

Of particular note is Constantine becoming hard as nails (yay), the Heavy only getting a Strength and Weapon Skill advance (boo) and my Ratskin being a complete and utter badass. I even managed to convert my Old Ruins into a Settlement using an isotropic fuel rod. Happy days!

But my most important success was capturing an Escher Juve from Geoff and, in roleplay terms at least, converting her to my side. So without further ado, let me introduce you to Jett, the newest member of the Reeves.

Jett, the Wonder Juve 

The Gang's All Here

Much to my own surprise I've actually finished a painting project this year. In record time in fact. This is definitely not what I'd expected to happen as normally my productivity drops off as it gets colder and darker (than usual). But with a Necromunda campaign starting early in the New Year I've had to crack on.

A Cawdor gang definitely was not what I expected to be working on this Christmas as it is a recent addition to the collection, but the rather simple and charming sculpts means that it got bumped up the queue quite considerably. I've got most of an Escher gang that needs some TLC and a fair sized bundle of Ratskins that really ought to have some colour splashed on them, but the Cawdor models were just so delightfully easy to paint that I couldn't resist!

The Emperor's Reeves are now ready to take the fight to heretics, mutants and wyches everywhere.

The Emperor's Reeves in all their glory

The Emperor's Reeves

"And there we were, just me and the big armoured bastard in the middle of 'ese ruins. The rest of the gang had scarpered off or been killed and it was me and 'im left."

The sump bar was silent, the patrons gathered close around Constantine as he spun his tale. The Reeves had gone outside to smoke some hivegrass, they'd heard it all a thousand times before anyway.

The grizzled gang leader took another long swig of wildsnake. "So I looked him right in the eyes, stared him down I did. I wasn't scared lads 'cos this was what He put me 'ere for. Killing the heretics in 'is name. Praise be to the Emperor." 

Another swig. He climbed up onto the table and unholstered his autopistol. "And I drew my gun on him and he raised his Boltgun at me. We both fired. BLAM!" He emptied a few rounds from his pistol into the ceiling for emphasis and the crowd jumped back. "My bullets caught 'im dead between the eyes and his bolt smashed up my face something proper."

"That's why I wear this mask now, 'cos the scars are too terrible to see. None of you'd ever sleep again if you saw. You'd be too busy pissing yer'selves and crying for your mamas." He pulled back his cowl, revealing a thick leather mask that covered most of his face. "I took 'is bolter as my rightful reward and it does the Emperor's work now. Good thing none of you is heretics is all I can say."

He took his seat again, revelling in the rapt attention of the assembled drinkers. "Now, someone buy us another round and I'll tell you about the time with the Wyrd Spiders in the ruins of Scraptown."

Constantine - Reeves' Gang Leader