Mad Lemmey's Painting Blog

Mark and I gt together for a game of Soldiers of Napoleon.  Been a while since we played, but great fun to get a game on table again. Never have a bad game with these rules. Mark was using 15mm, me 10mm, but who cares, a unit is a unit! The table, never seen it so Spartan, a stream, and a small copse. This is not good when you are facing Mark who likes to bring at least four artillery batteries, two with full cassions special rules, so lots of rerolls and most of them are 12 pounders, so extra long range. No where to hide or break up sight lines. Good news is, I have The Imperial Guard! They can stand up to almost anything - apart from a cannonball to the face. Which is what Mark 's forces specialise in!  Both of us picked 'Steady Advance', so meet in the middle and beat each other up, what's not to like!  Mark, being an 'Avent Garde' user, used deployement 6, 'Screen' which pushes a brigade really far forwards, while I went with 3, 'Flanks Forwards...

Kampgroup Thomaz had retreated to the next settlement in line, a place that The 139th Borcester's translator callled "Makan Jamil Limaqhaa Shay 1 ". Another Hasty Assualt, but this time, Lt Col Antrobus, their commanding officer, had thought more than one step ahead, and had brought trucks. Admittedly, Antrobus is the sort of chap who shoots the regimental sheep for Sunday lunch, then moans about a lack of mint sauce. Okay, so the trucks were definitely 'borrowed', but his men did not have to struggle across the desert on foot this time! He also brought 60lber artillery (off table) and mortars, with the express aim of getting shots on target and removing some of the Jerry anti-tank guns that had so caused issues last time .  Antrobus had split his forces into three sections, right of centre, a mortar platoon, an Bofurs 40mm gun battery, two carrier platoons and the Humber were tasked with attempting to pin the right centre at long range. The infantry and HMGs were...

Another Dark Aged themed spoon for a Dark Aged themed MEG competition, not bad considering the competition is this weekend, and I hadn't started it this morning:

As they stood round the bed, he heard them... "Well, out of the two of you, you definitly got the brains!" "And looking at that shoulder, you've probably got the brawn too now!" The Knight opened his eyes to see the Fox Force standing round, grinning. His shoulder stung, but at least he could move both his forepaws, so that was a plus. He doubted he would yse his axe with full force from now on. Even the crisp, white, light sheet felt like it was pressing his arm down. At least the sunlight streamed in. "Did we succeed?" His voice was croaky, hos throatbwas dry, he must have been out for days. "Well," His sister, The Mage stroked her chin under the mask she habitually wore, "Master Toad had gone a courting..." "But his attention had wavered, and he decided to stay away away from home," the Warrior added. "His father, Mr. Toad, must not have liked that, he was paying well for his son's return!" Laughed the Ra...

 The large leverett approached the table she sat at, and, clutching soft cap in paws, coughed politely to attract the Fox mage's attention. "What do you desire?" The fox looked round, her face shielded by a white mask. Whether this made her more or less scary than the scars it hid was a matter of debate. The leverett whispered quietly, and placed some pennies on the table. The vixen mage  smiled, almost kindly, reached into her cloak, and with a flourish of sparks, placed a silver necklace embedded with semi-precious stones on a cloth in front of the wide-eyed hare. It glowed slightly with a white and green aura, "It will help her, but won't cure her fully, she needs a proper priest and lots of fresh air and baths for that..." The young hare n9dded, took the proffered item, and scuttled off. The Vixen made a sign to Roddy Pewt, the Newt, the owner and (partial) namesake of the bar. He reached under the counter, and produced the crystal goblet and bottle of v...