The emptiness of the dry plains is bare of any living. Yet the Gnarl conquered the deserts, staring blindly into the sky, sensing any movement, scenting any change.
Category: The Weald
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A Lost and Confused Lady
The Weald Eyetoad Challenge 4 requested to roll on a table with two dice. The outcome was what you had to create. The second condition of the challenge was to place said outcome within the town that may or may not exist in the Weald. My dice said to create a lost and confused lady.
Part 1 – Grave-Eye Flint
Grave-eye Flint, Terror of the Blackened Copse This time it was different. It was not a single fire like normally when the humans prepare for the night. This time it was multiple fires. And loud noises. The gnarly things were attacking something. Most likely humans. Screams were filling the dark. Grave-eye Flint, Terror of the Blackened Copse, was hesitant. But hunger drove it towards the lights. Inevitably.
Part 2 – Her Durchlaucht
Her Durchlaucht with her pet Ronald Her Durchlaucht had a terrible night. It did not turn out at all the way she wanted to. After she had received a letter from her husband, His Durchlaucht, she had decided to join him on his little adventure in Hollar. Two wagons, a couple of guards and some servants were quickly ready for departure. A not too uncomfortable road over the mountain range. They followed some road signs. On the eleventh night the guards were making too much noise. And the maid was annoyingly crying. It did not turn out the way she wanted. Now all those unthankful guards and servants had left her alone. She stumbled through the woods. There was a town nearby. But she couldn’t figure out if she really saw it or just wished it to be there. At least she was not completely alone. During the night she found Ronald. He was without his leash. Unthinkable of what could happen to him, alone, on his own. Lucky Ronald now was led by Her Durchlaucht through the pastures, slowly approaching the town which may or may not exist.
Vignette28 Prints
Go to Society6 where I sell these Vignette28s as awesome, high quality prints in various sizes. Check out the print of Grave-Eye Flint and the print of Her Durchlaucht.
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Rotting Ancient Shrine
Here’s my entry: the Rotting Ancient Shrine – the third Eyetoad Challenge of the Weald
The Challenge Rules
The rules are as follows. Roll 3d6 which determine the topic of your entry. The entry will be a piece of terrain with a diameter of less than 12cm. Another limitation (or motivation) is that you need to include a piece of nature which you found.
So my kid took a dice and rolled three times: 3 for Rotting, 5 for Ancient and 6 for Shrine. Next I went outside and found a nicely shaped piece of wood in my pile of chopped wood. And then I started staring at that piece of wood. For quite a while. Slowly turning it in my hands, inspecting it from all sides when creativity hit me. Given the topic I new I need something rotting, but didn’t know how to deal with that yet. So I start with Ancient Shrine. My interpretation was a an old shrine used by different worshippers with different habits.
One of these groups would have set up grave stones. Luckily I had these amazing 3D-printable gravestones which accidentally also had a version with tentacles growing. Which was a fit for the Rotting part. Another group, probably taking over after the gravestone group would place holy relics in beautifully shaped containers. Yet another group, the latest maybe, would use the place to sacrifice whatever beings. Until the rot came. In the form of tentacles growing from below the tree. This is also when the mushrooms started growing.
Building and Painting
First step was placing the piece of wood. The majority of the building process was printing parts from various vendors. Gravestones, cages, relics. Of course I’ve printed a lot more than I needed in the end. Once every item was ready I test fitted their positions on the shrine. Some places needed some adaption (like creating crevasses and flat surface areas) that the items had a better placement.
The tentacles and mushrooms I created with Milliput. Once that was dry I primed the whole piece and tried to figure out a colour scheme. Lucky me we just had a Weald Workshop about colour theory which helped me creating my palette within a couple of minutes. That being worked out I painted the shrine. Tufts, leaves and some pigments were the final touches and I was almost ready. Why almost?
Shooting the Shrine
There’s no need to say that I never would create such a build without putting it into a Vignette28. I made the concept sketch even before I started building the shrine. And after the built was done began working on the collage. But the scene lacked the impact I was looking for. It took a bit of editing time before I realized it didn’t work out the way I had planned. Therefore I dumped all the stuff, made a new setup, took a few shots and once again learned new things in photo editing (for example how to increase the field of depth beyond the camera’s capabilities with PhotoShop’s stacking algorithm). And of course all of my own Photography tips apply here as well. So here’s the new Vignette28.
His Durchlaucht and his Warden retinue wonder if they will find any loot at the Rotting Ancient Shrine. But they don’t know what is waiting for them. The Weald
The Weald is a fantasy skirmish game with a lively community. For inspiration head over to Instagram following the #weald28 hashtag.
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World War Weald
Introducing our current project: World War Weald
Hundreds of years later the curse has spread.
A Dieselpunk skirmish game with neither rulers nor turns. Highly tactical infantry-based, deadly and fast.
If you want to know more go to www.28-creatives.com.
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A Dream last Night
On the day of the Lords 294 JW 975
at the Witchstone
in the valley of HollarHis Durchlaucht told me that last night he dreamt of Her Durchlaucht. From the day when we left our home. From when we left the comforts of food, shelter, hearth and warmth. Yet she was amongst us. Here in the Weald. Now.
Thank to @_bianca._.neve_ for her wonderful Warhammer Cosplay and agreeing to be part of my Warden’s story.
And thanks to @strangeanimalsphoto for allowing me to make a collage with his wonderful photography.
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The Eyeless
The Troll was about to move. The night was dark. The Wardens asleep. When suddenly the air was filled with yet another smell. A threatening, dangerous smell. That of the one even the Troll himself feared. The Eyeless had also sensed the new arrivals. And he loved to hunt. And he didn’t tolerate anything in the way. Once he choose the prey his hunt began. And it seemed he was about to choose.
