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All Of Them VVitches: A Grave Mistake, feat. Headless Footman, Grave Minions, and Bones Punkin-Headed BugbearBy Rigel
There are those that say that the monks at St. Fiacre's should not plant their vegetables so close to the churchyard, that it is unseemly to fatten the marrows, squashes, and pumpkins so close to human bones filled with human marrow.
Of course, the same voices don't complain when those same vegetables come to market, ripe and full of rich flavor. But that is another tale, and...
...wait, what is this?
Who comes here at this hour?
A ruffian in disguise, bent on disturbing the bones in the cemetary?!
Nay, ruffians plural! Grave robbers, here to trouble those at long rest under stone!
And who is this?!
A sinister figure, clearly the ringleader.
"Go now, and find me that wizard's grave!"
A little foxfire around the eyes and mouth of a carved pumpkin will frighten the superstitious into thinking these grave-robbers are haints.
"Not one stone in ten is as it was in the old times; be sure where ye dig!"
"Wait, lads--what is that light?!"
"That's no sexton's lamp! Take to your heels, boys!"
It is, perhaps, only fair that those who mock Jack O'The Lantern get to see the original. A variant of Jack In the Green, easily summoned.
"YOU WHO TRESPASS ON THE ROW / YOUR FLESH WILL MAKE THE PUMPKINS GROW"
"'Tis every man for himself, lads, and devil take the hindmost!"
"TAKE THE HINDMOST? SO BE IT!"
"AH HA HA HA HAAAAA!"
As I said, the pumpkins from St. Fiacre's are always welcome at market. Something about the tender flesh and delicate taste, the kind you don't find elsewhere.
Rumors that a wealthy patron of the monastery was a sorcerer are just that--old wives' tales. And the story of a guardian appointed to keep his rest secure 'till doomsday? Obviously also fictitious.
Old wives will talk; this is well-known.
By Lidless Eye
Spooky season is almost a wrap, so what better project than this year's Ghoulie Bag promo?
One of them arrived missing an arm, but Reaper's awesome customer service replaced him. He got a WH Beastman shield to fix it (and a Chaos Warrior mace) The other conversion has a Beastman axe and slightly reposed arms.
Posting this month, October's projects finished so far (and no sorry I'm not an Orc-tober person).
I've been wanting to do a group/series of hellborn/tiefling figures for fun but seems whenever I went to order something they would slip my mind and I get something else. Ah but reaper cursed me and gave me a free hellborn figure and now I can tell I'm gonna be ruined.