A long expected announcement

It’s time to try and earn through vocation. If I’m truly honest with myself I think I’ve known that I should have done it for some time now, but I’ve been too scared and the past few years have been bumpy.

I don’t have kids, plus both the hand I’ve been dealt and the way in which I’ve played it has meant that I don’t have a house to pay for. I have been too wrapped up in keeping up with the Joneses that I haven’t seen the situation for what it actually is: the perfect opportunity to do something different. Something I want to do, as opposed to something I have to in order to pay for stuff to distract me from the realisation that the life I have isn’t the one I want, or even working toward the one I want.

A lot of ground work will be needed over the coming months before anything actually happens. The road ahead is long and difficult, but the destination is clear.

So that’s why a few months ago I changed jobs, and went down to a part time position that will pay just enough to keep the wolf from the door, so that the extra time on my hands I can use to do what I want.

If you’ll join me, I want to invite you all on the journey that will hopefully culminate in an amended vision for The Halfling’s Rest, the boardgame store that never was.

Coming 2022

Demonology Pt 3

This section is presented WAY out of order. I had this scene in my head and I had to write it down, so if it feels like there are scenes missing it’s because there are. A lot.

“That didn’t work” offered Jak, overlooking the devastation. He patted himself to make sure, “I’m still here” and then the Elf “So are you!”

“Watch where you’re putting your hands!” Fal scalded him.

“Oh sorry” he looked embarrassed as he realised what he’d done. He changed his tone “I thought that would work.”

The Elf looked over the smouldering building and watched the smoke dance upward on the tides of heat. She put two fingers to her temple. “I was worried that this might happen. Jak, check your pulse”

He did “I haven’t got one”

“Yes. Neither do I.”

Demonology Pt 2

The din and stench from outside was undeniable: it was after midday on a Wednesday, as the fish stalls were selling off the last of a ‘fresh’ catch and only the bravest or poorest would buy from them now.

Demonology Pt 1

Twibz writes a story:

“There were Elves once, and Dwarves,” Simon’s history teacher had said with more than a hint of sadness in school, “long ago. Their races died off and we don’t know why. Historians point to the rise of machines as to one possible reason, maybe their machinations are the antithesis of majiks, and that would certainly line up with the abilities of our wizards having dwindled over the centuries, or maybe there was some majik phage…”

Simon had gotten bored during history class as the teacher had drawled on, much to his annoyance now as maybe there would be something to use to his advantage. Because as much as the teacher had insisted there were no Dwarves left he knew it was tripe, as one was currently kicking him in what he thought was his kidneys. Of course being a Demonologist, he was used to his fair share of beatings but the ridiculous nature of being assaulted by a creature that’s both two thirds your size and shouldn’t exist was something Simon didn’t take to particularly well. Through the pain he started to laugh, almost hysterically, and a few moments later the kicking stopped.

Scratch Building Hedges and Fences

Well all this isolation malarkey has actually made me quite productive…
Having started with building some Rocky Outcrops, and last week finally painting those Shipping Containers, this week I turn back to doing some fantasy scenery.

Painting the Cargo Containers from Wargames Tournaments

Some of you will have seen my review of the Cargo Containers from Wargames Tournaments that I did earlier in the week. Well after I put them together I decided to paint them too! How you might ask? Well, click below to find out!

Ahh yes, the humble shipping container

Wargames Tournaments Cargo Containers: A Review

It’s high time for another review, and given that I’m in a scenery making mood and going through the Shed of Doom™ with The Great Work what better than something that’s been on the to do list for…a long time. So without further ado, let’s get to reviewing Wargames Tournaments

Scratch building rocky outcrops

Well with the world being on pause for a little turn, the job hunting has stopped. I’ll see if I can get myself on as some of the relief crew for the big grocers in the mean time.
But, this does give me a hell of a good reason to get on with The Great Work!

A common theme for a lot of the Great Work will be building/painting scenery for various games because most of the scenery I’ve got is both 40k-centric and unpainted..or not even built, because it’s me. However, I mean to put an end to all of that, and with those excuses, lets do something non 40k. Let’s make something from scratch.

A staple of Fantasy Wargaming tables the world over, the humble Rocky Outcrop

This might seem like a weekend’s worth of project but most of it is waiting for things to dry If I’m honest. You can probably speed things up with a hairdryer.

So, gather up your materials and let’s get making

The Great Work!

Well if I’m honest being jobless has a few perks. Not many mind, but a few. The ability to get up at the crack of noon lost its appeal some time ago, but this… this is something I’ve been missing in my life for some time and frankly should have been doing. I blame failbook.

But Twibz, what is The Great Work?
The Great Work is this:

They say a man’s shed is a window into his soul…

Space Marine Scout Cosplay Part 4: Astartes Shotgun Pt 2

Admittedly I’m about a week behind where I wanted to be dear reader, BUT the great work continues!!

As I’m a bit stuck waiting for a few bits to turn up. This is where I’m at: