Mad Lemmey's Painting Blog

Sitting by the light of candles, the Mage looked around. her party lacked a member. "Where is the Warrior?" she asked from beneath her mask, as she took a drink from a golden goblet. "Not seen him since he went off wandering," the Knight replied, sharpening his axe on  whetstone; much to the discontent of the other denizens of the bar. The Armadillo with No Name picked his teeth with the skewer that he had had a grub from. "He said he was helping out a trade caravan."  The Ranger looked at the Knight and hissexunder her breath, "Put the axe down, you are scaring the locals!" There was a thump as the axe was placed on the floor. various animals suddenly took a lot more interest in their drinks and food. "You might want to read the mission briefing next time Knight," the Ranger laughed, the mood lifted, "you were told that the victim was not to be harmed." "Victim, you mean fugitive." The Knight shook his head, "...

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...

Easter holidaqy activity, Rach painted her Axolotls I sculpted the bases for her (she wanted a water theme), applied inks before she highlighted and did the details on the eyes, the rest is entirely her work. Look, salmon rose! They are very much her favourite (this week) and gave my Platupuses a kicking on Thursday! Meanwhile, I finished my guild of foxes Feisty These just ooze sneakiness  Recently, my friend David introduced myself and my daughter to Zoontalis. It's a fast play, four creature aside combat game. The rules are great, but the sculpts they produce are even better. Rach has finished her next guild - Pandamonium! All I did was add basing and tidy up after her. Her choice of colours ties in nicely These are going to be hard! They go really well     My next two Guilds. Perilous Platupuses and Raging Rabbits The rabbits Boing! Side on Back view Hunting pack Platapuses D...