"Rouge-trading Across the Universe"

"The Lost Crate" - A Rogue Trader progression narrative

We had a small Rogue Trader game the other week (yes, using the RT game rules) and it was pure nostalgia seeing all the old minis on an equally pathos-laden table :)

Fellow oldhammerer, Nuka, and I had been talking about getting a series of games together before the lockdown and we jumped the first opportunity that presented itself.

I wrote up a loose storyline and fitted it to the Mordheim scenario "The Lost Prince" (a capture the flag-style mission). The scenario intro reads a bit like this:

"The (in)Famous celebrity chef, Remee Tredzepi, has lost a load of precious cargo crates containing a selection of endangered rare beasts meant to be the main ingredients of his most recent connoisseurs-dinner, (to be enjoyed by the rich and famous in Proximo Prime, a hive city on the main planet in the cluster). 

The cargo was lost en route to the remote smuggler’s hub, Lohan’s Reach, and is believed to be found among the scrap heaps near the loading docks used by Tredzepi’s longtime compadre, the notorious interstellar buccaneer, Trick Beastley.

You have been hired, through independent contractors, to retrieve said crates. Only problem, you are not the only one who has been approached! Also, the local plantery defense has been hinted that something is afoot and are lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce on suspicious activity."

We decided to just make up two crews not concerning ourselves with point values and balance, using the appropriate statlines and equipment from the book. Without further ado, I present the pictures taken on the day.

Overview of the table

We included a number of NPCs who would alert the local authorities when activated. 

More NPCs.

Something lurking in the cargo bay.

The underhive scum silence an old man in street (they blew his face off).

The (evil) Rogue Trader psyker leads his salty space-sea dogs into the city from scrap site shags (obligatory beer pic). 

The Rogue Trader crew advancing.

Inquistor Jahon Gothhart leading his crew of hired (and expendable) ragtags through the streets of Lohan's Reach.

Gothhart draws a deep breath before enter the fray.

Singlehandedly, Gothhart holds the Rogue Traders at bay while his hired thugs retrieve the crate containing the exotic beast for Remee's restaurant.

Battle in the streets. Rogue Trader hard noses in close quarter fighting with the underhive cutthroats.

The pirates try to snatch the beast from the dregs.

Once alerted, The Planetary Defense sends a squad of hardened veterans to intercept the perpetrators.

A lone Imperial Guard sneaks around the back streets to ambush Gothhart.

 

Although not documented, Gothhart managed to lead the beast safely out the board, thus "winning" the scenario. All of his crew were slaughtered, as were the Rogue Trader pirates, so we will have to cook up something new for next time. I have an idea which involves the NPCs from this game. And the infamous chef and his cronies obviously :)

Ah new winds aflowing in 2015

Hi all,

I managed to begin a new job and work my butt off, move twice and at last into a home we own since my last update BUT I did also manage to paint a few minis, which will feature in this update :)

Since it is the first update in the new year it would be prudent to make a small recap of my hobby 2014.

I managed to paint some 30+ minis including my Dark Elf Blood Bowl team, I joined and participated in a local BB league on a regular basis, got some Malifaux games under my belt as well as a 2vs2 Epic Armageddon game and a single RoC game and attended a single convention so all in all not the most fruiticious of years but a nice little year spent.

None the less, I'd like to paint more, play more and attend more cons so my hobby goal of 2015 is to:

• Paint more minis than last year! With 10+ models already done I'm well under way :)
• Paint up 1 BB team (at least) and two crews for another games system.
• Play more games - joining the local Necromunda league is a bloody good start :)
• Attend at least two cons. Should be possible if our local club con gets going, just one more to go then.
• Make my own participation game for our local club con. I've already started on this.
• Do a crazy project - like painting an army!! This is the dream at least :D

Ah all the dreams and hope of a young lad, let's hope I complete half the goals it would be a great success!

And with no further ado, the minis I've painted so far in 2015.

First off the block was these chaps, which I'm gonna in my participation game, set in a very near future, somewhat post-apocalyptic inspired by Hermann's Jeremiah comic series crossed with old GW reject Dark Future and 90's computer game It came from the desert. These fellas are hired guns from a secluded cooperative out to secure vital and valuable minerals - by any means necessary :)

The hobgob archer is actually not a newly painted mini but he was finished this year. I began painting him some years back but got stuck and finally decided to give the last onceover and call it done.

Same goes for these bad boyos - 5 evul dvargrs to use well in almost any setting possible. They've been sitting in my paint queue for quite some time but I've decided to finish some if not all of these half done paintjobs. I might go back and touch up some details like verdigris on shields and add a bit of flock and lichen to the bases but I quite like how they came out.

Last week, I sat down and knocked these two chavs out, aptly named Robbo the Loon and Yarb Tittimus the 3rd. They are gangers in my brat gang, the Iaco Spire Yob Knobs, to kill and die for loot in our new Necromunda campaign at the local club, Rogue Trader. They are actually test muppets as I'm not too familiar with painting bright colours but I've decided to press on rather than keep mending, washing and shading - so these two are DONE!

Next in line is Iacomo Yobbo with his hand on the pump and wearer of purple pants!

Well that's it for this time 'round. Hope you've enjoyed the pictures. I have my first gang fight tomorrow so prepare for a wee report sometime in the not so distant future. My aim is to blog twice a month but I'm already slagging. I do however enjoy painting minis more and have made a fairly decent start to the year so expect more (also we are planning a deskspace, an actually fekkin' desk, where I can paint and cut and glue and sculpt, yes I've also decided to learn how to sculpt ha ha ha no seriously!

Thank fer looking and have a good one until next yea time :)

Thomas

Oi wat's dis den?

Today I decided to revive my old lead blog. I have felt a joy rekindled lately for this old lead hobby and think now that I will try to blog again (not that I've been the most active blogger before).

I have no photos for you tonite gentlemen, but before I bid you adieu I'll tease a little with what's to come.

Current projects (text lists, always a hoot!):

• Good vs. Evil wargaming - ongoing fantasy project morphed into a Realm of Chaos revival
• It came from the desert - 20mm apocalypse game with cars and motor bikes
• Repainting my Dark Elf BB team - currently playing in the Roguebowl league at the local club
• and 4-5 other ongoing projects

Also, I spend my hobby time completing collections of old lead, having recently completed my collection of old Citadel Goodwin Ogres and also his Khorne Chaos Champions. I'm also very close to a complete 2nd ed. 40k Ork collection, missing mostly gretchins and such.

Good night!
Thomas

Post Scriptum

A wee pic for you merry lead heads :)

My ashwasting scavvies, well some of them - can you spot any Oldhammer bits?

Last night we had ourselves a game of 40k skirmish. Niels brought his Iron Fist space marine, I compiled a list of underhive scum, number 4 vs 13. We used the community made rules set, In the Emperor's Name. The game was fast played, rules never bogged us down and it was a bloody slaughter, precisely as 40k should be!

Underhive scum line up for the slaugther

Canned meat lined up to be slaughtered

Inspecting the meat from a different angle

Former rogue trader gone underhive scum leader, Baetlegoys leads his armed vermin towards the hidden crates

Sniper Dead Sirious Black and bodyguard sneak around in the hills above the battle field

Iron Fists advances in open, confident their armour will provide ample cover

Both sides close in on the crates

Remants of the past occupants of this barren wasteland

Impact!

First blood! First turn of shooting saw the underhive leader, flying mutant and pit slave go down to the superior fire of the Emperor's finest battle troops

Melee! Despite their best efforts, the Iron Fists did not slaughter any lambs today

Torrent of fire!

The underhive scum positioned well to snipe the marines while their less intelligent mates kept them occupied

Interim leader Pretty Tony leading the pack, laying support fire from an abandoned water plant

Scum hiver Scabs getting away with the mystery crates

Scabs getting caught by bolter fire on his way up hill, moments later the Iron Fist commander fell to the torrent of fire and the hive scum managed to get back to their den with a crate of ... Creme A

So welcome to a rare update!

It's been a while since last, but tonight I had some time to fiddle 'round with some bits. Sadly I don't converte as much as my fellow hobbyists from this forum http://www.powerfist.dk/forum/index.php?topic=61340.0 but less can also be quite fun

My gang is for the challenge on the mentioned forum and although there is little chance I'll get them painted in time, I couldn't resist glueing the stuff together when I felt the inspiration. The result captures the feel of a noble gang quite well I think - a little gs mending is needed but the gang is almost done


The whole gang:

I wnet for bits that felt and looked good. There's some old stuff in there, spot 'em if you can ;) And I'm quite pleased with the way the pistoliers arms work, considering the time gap betweeen the different generations of GW minis represented.

Thanks for looking!
Thomas

Just finished this guy, apologies for the phone pic. I used a quick and dirty method with a lot of wash, ink and sponge effect. This will more or less be the tabletop standard of my I-munda crew, but it works the real life :)

Couldn't resist giving the little fella on the pole a Beetlejuice suit...


Hope to get more done soon as talks of finally making that gaming table are picking up, alas I'm going to Italy for the remainder of the month, but August is starting to show promise for our Munda-dreams!

I have been productive though, painting some oop gretchins and some fantasy stuff. Guess I'll have to post it although it has no relevance to the main subject? :D

Hope my horde o' readers likes what they see haha

Cheers,
Thomas

WIP minis for our Proximo Hive game

Enough words, let's see some lead, well partly painted that is...

We're going to play a game, even a short campaign, using some of our old 40k minis and build new ones (cause it's all part of the fun!). Haven't decided on the system yet, nor have we starting building terrain, but a first encounter game is brewing in my mind.

I've starting building a small Daemon Hunter band:

Some underhive scum:

And Iacobi the Seer:

Can see the pics aren't the best. I'll try to take some better ones soon... And get the minis finished :)

Thanks for looking!

Cheers,
Thomas

The Maw and Iacobi the Seer

In the nether regions of Proximo Hive near the Eastern Entrance there's a particulary eerie place called the Maw. It was a hidden smugglers den an entrance to the outlying wastes with direct passage thru old gas pipes and rundown factory complexes, but this place has been forgotten even by the underhive gangs. This place is known as the Maw and is now haunted by evil ghosts from the ash wastes, or so it is believed.

The stories of the Starchild has been told all over the hive, by everyone high and low, from the Spyre to the Pit, although no one remember where the stories originated. "Children's stories", people said, "fables of olde time". So who best knew the tales of olde? One seer, also long forgotten and known to wander the most desolate regions of the underhive, would certainly know, people said. Iacobi was his name. He was long dead, people said, others claimed they saw him just the other day. Some said he was a ghost. Until the spyrers hired the best ratskins money, women and booze could afford. And the ratskins did find him alright, well traces of him ... traces led into the Maw.

 "The idea alone is daft and risqué, well more than that. It's certain death! Hah!", responded the Govenor in his usual obulente fashion, waving his arms around in an imitated theatrical manner. But he made certain that the word surged thru Proximo' social layers. The Guvenor would pay handsomely for the presence of Iacobi the Seer. All there was now to wait. For Proximo's underworld to work it's wonderful magic and rely on the hard work and the greed of the gangs, travelling pirate adventurers and bounty hunters, well hunters of all sorts...

The Starchild Prophecy

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away in a hive city called Proximo Prime, an olde childrens tale long forgotten saw light again. The elders, older than the pipes in the inner hives, told stories of a prodigy child. A child sent from the stars to conquer the hearts and minds of man. The Starchild.

The stories went mouth to mouth into the city, up the spires and at last reaching the very top of the ruling classes and the Imperial Administratum. The stories of the Starchild started a stir in the city, among the commoners and the low lifes, even among the outlaws. The Starchild was to be found in Proximo, the stories told, and the Starchild would overthrow the Guvernor and eventually the Emperor of Mankind, thus the stories were told and so people believed them to be true...

Soon the city was deemed a place of Heresy, and the stories attracted attention from wide and far. The attention of the Imperial Inquisition, of opportunity seeking Rogue Traders and Pirate Kings, of Outlaw Fortune Hunters, of the Daemon Hunters also. The prophecy of the Starchild might not be true, it didn't have to be, 'cause it had sparked light in the very inner forces of man, in love, in hate, in hopes of glory and wealth, in death and despair. This will be the story of the fall of Proximo - the prophecy of the Starchild!