A special Christmas edition of Ferrus Fair, wherein I show off my new toys.
I got 10 beakies for Christmas. I shall call them Sternguard Veterans, and they shall be mine. Images to follow the invisible dotted line.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Post number 50!
So I've been doing some Real Life junk lately, so I guess I'll talk about that. Finished the semester with a 3.75, so that's cool. I've also gotten four games of 40k in over the weekend, which is four more than I managed over the course of the semester. Three games against my brother-in-law's (Brother's wife's brother, woo!) Newcrons, with a record of 1-1-1, and one against my brother's Tyranids, against which I lost embarassingly. I have come to a couple of conclusions:
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Dammit, I'm late.
Well, this is a bit embarassing. I was so excited to be done with my first final yesterday that I forgot to follow it up with a blog post. Here's a hastily dashed together post about Scout Squad Arete, of the Steel Revenants. My first cyber-scouts! Each of them has some kind of cybernetic augmentation.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Entombed 2.5 - Aleksos
Time for more Entombed. I've decided that I need additional points of view. So, here's Crusade-Captain Aleksos's first chapter. It takes place between chapters 2 and 3 of Entombed.
The teleportation chamber on the strike cruiser Spear of the Lightbringer did not look impressive. Three walls were blank but for the glowing circuitry and graven runes of the Adeptus Mechanicus. The fourth wall was entirely taken up by a massive pair of doors decorated with a golden aquila. Opposite the door was a bank of controls - antennae, dials, and glowing screens. A tech-priest of Mars worked the controls, his metal hands aided by the three snaking mechadendrites protruding from his back. The magos's metal limbs blurred across the panels faster than mortal eyes could follow. The rest of the room was entirely dominated by a raised platform. The platform was inscribed with a pentacle of silver. At each of the star's points, and in the center, stood a Space Marine in Tactical Dreadnought armour, held in place by massive magnetic clamps. Servitors idled by the walls of the rooms, their organic eyes glazed and empty of expression. Three Astropaths wearing ceremonial robes and heavy chains chanted in unison. Their voices carried an unnatural timbre.
The teleportation chamber on the strike cruiser Spear of the Lightbringer did not look impressive. Three walls were blank but for the glowing circuitry and graven runes of the Adeptus Mechanicus. The fourth wall was entirely taken up by a massive pair of doors decorated with a golden aquila. Opposite the door was a bank of controls - antennae, dials, and glowing screens. A tech-priest of Mars worked the controls, his metal hands aided by the three snaking mechadendrites protruding from his back. The magos's metal limbs blurred across the panels faster than mortal eyes could follow. The rest of the room was entirely dominated by a raised platform. The platform was inscribed with a pentacle of silver. At each of the star's points, and in the center, stood a Space Marine in Tactical Dreadnought armour, held in place by massive magnetic clamps. Servitors idled by the walls of the rooms, their organic eyes glazed and empty of expression. Three Astropaths wearing ceremonial robes and heavy chains chanted in unison. Their voices carried an unnatural timbre.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Better Know a Chapter - Knights of Glory: Chapter Organization
So, having modeled some Knights of Glory models has helped me determine a chapter organization for them, or at least, has helped me refine the organization I already had.
I have decided that the Knightly Virtues must be something that transcend the Orders themselves - because every Order must exemplify each Virtue or else be seen as lacking in a critical aspect of knighthood, every Order must clearly have a Master of each Virtue. Therefore:
Every Knightly Order must become somewhat independent of the other Orders. They must be like a self-contained Company or Clan.
Every Order must have six Masters: One of Faith, Brethren, Deeds, Justice, Flesh and Iron
Each subdivision must have a Grandmaster that oversees his purview in each Knightly Order; all the Masters of Brethren must be supervised by a Grandmaster. The same with every Master of Deeds - there must be a chief librarian to oversee all the epistolaries, of course.
I have decided that the Knightly Virtues must be something that transcend the Orders themselves - because every Order must exemplify each Virtue or else be seen as lacking in a critical aspect of knighthood, every Order must clearly have a Master of each Virtue. Therefore:
Every Knightly Order must become somewhat independent of the other Orders. They must be like a self-contained Company or Clan.
Every Order must have six Masters: One of Faith, Brethren, Deeds, Justice, Flesh and Iron
Each subdivision must have a Grandmaster that oversees his purview in each Knightly Order; all the Masters of Brethren must be supervised by a Grandmaster. The same with every Master of Deeds - there must be a chief librarian to oversee all the epistolaries, of course.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Knights of Glory - Modelus Motorbicus.
So my big christmas present to myself was a Ravenwing battleforce and a Grey Knights Strike Squad box. Kitbashed together, they form the seven Grand Masters of the Knights of Glory. I already have a Grand Master of Faith, but he was made a while ago, and was originally a Steel Revenants character. Since I have changed the primogenitor of Knights of Glory from White Scars to Dark Angels, the Grand Master of Faith will need some retooling before he's ready to be showcased to the public. The others, however, are quite happy to strut their stuff.
The seven Grand Masters sit at the Stone Table during meetings of the council, and make all decisions affecting the Knights of Glory as a whole. Though the Grand Master of Virtues technically has the right to enforce his word even against a quorum of the other masters, it is a power he rarely exercises. The rigid structure of peerage within the chapter places the seven grand masters nearly as social equals; it is a very unwise Grand Master who angers his entire inner circle
WARNING! MASSIVE PIC DUMP AFTER THE JUMP. WATCH YOUR STEP.
Sorry if some of the pics came out weird. I've never used a photobox before, so everything is TOO MANY BRIGHTS. I suppose the fact that they're all unpainted might also contribute to that...
The seven Grand Masters sit at the Stone Table during meetings of the council, and make all decisions affecting the Knights of Glory as a whole. Though the Grand Master of Virtues technically has the right to enforce his word even against a quorum of the other masters, it is a power he rarely exercises. The rigid structure of peerage within the chapter places the seven grand masters nearly as social equals; it is a very unwise Grand Master who angers his entire inner circle
WARNING! MASSIVE PIC DUMP AFTER THE JUMP. WATCH YOUR STEP.
Sorry if some of the pics came out weird. I've never used a photobox before, so everything is TOO MANY BRIGHTS. I suppose the fact that they're all unpainted might also contribute to that...
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Lights of Hyperion Ch. 3
Once upon a time there was a guy who was way behind on his writing quota, and his name was me. Blech. I've got a lot of outline, and not much actual text. Also, what text there is is scattered throughout the story, so that'll be confusing or inconvenient or both. This week's installment is pretty short. Sorry. NaNoWriMo is more exhausting than I realized.
Ellie flattened herself in a doorway as Detective Royal left the apartment. She followed him discreetly to the elevators and as soon as he had begun his trip down, she summoned another lift. She glanced back and forth nervously and tapped her feet, waiting for the elevator. She adjusted her hat, pulling it forward in a vain attempt to cover more of her face. After what seemed like hours of waiting, another lift arrived and Ellie pressed the Lobby button. Her destination was Underhab sub-12, but Uphab elevators didn't go down to the subterranean levels. The doors slid shut, gentle music began to play, and the elevator glided down the thirty floors to ground level.
She knew she couldn't return to her house. The police were already there, combing through every fiber and brick. No doubt they would put out a bulletin to search for her, if they hadn't done so already. She cursed herself, not for the first time, for coming home early. And, absurd as it seemed to her, she began feeling guilty because her work on the HRS Magellan was not finished. She considered sending instructions to her project heads , but dismissed the idea. Survival first. Unfinished business later.
Ellie flattened herself in a doorway as Detective Royal left the apartment. She followed him discreetly to the elevators and as soon as he had begun his trip down, she summoned another lift. She glanced back and forth nervously and tapped her feet, waiting for the elevator. She adjusted her hat, pulling it forward in a vain attempt to cover more of her face. After what seemed like hours of waiting, another lift arrived and Ellie pressed the Lobby button. Her destination was Underhab sub-12, but Uphab elevators didn't go down to the subterranean levels. The doors slid shut, gentle music began to play, and the elevator glided down the thirty floors to ground level.
She knew she couldn't return to her house. The police were already there, combing through every fiber and brick. No doubt they would put out a bulletin to search for her, if they hadn't done so already. She cursed herself, not for the first time, for coming home early. And, absurd as it seemed to her, she began feeling guilty because her work on the HRS Magellan was not finished. She considered sending instructions to her project heads , but dismissed the idea. Survival first. Unfinished business later.
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