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    This is where I post anything I like; comics, tv-shows, artwork, miniature wargames, etc. I also post all my own painted miniatures here, be sure to check them out!

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    Zarbag’s Gitz

    My first warband for Shadespire (Warhammer Underworlds). Just gotten into the game, absolutely love the theme and the models of the goblin warband so I had to get them. Painted them up as part of a small local painting competition so was able to get the done quite fast and with a fair bit of stress. Ironically my least favourite model, the Squigherder, is the one I’m most satisfied with.
    Could probably have made them even better had I not had a deadline, but it feels good to be done with them and to move on to the next project.

    andhumanslovedstories

    A cleric who is the Team Mom and only heals by kissing you on the forehead and buffs you by licking her thumb and rubbing away some schmutz on your face

    someone’s like “you know that’s not actually required for your job” and she’s like “shhhhh my beautiful child, my healing my rules, I made you a potion, it’s chicken noodle mana” 

    andhumanslovedstories

    Their holy sigil is a macaroni necklace you made in second grade. You didn’t know them in second grade. You’re not sure how they got that macaroni necklace. You ask them about it, and they just slip you a twenty and tell you to get whatever you want at the food court. “What is a food court?” you cry, but it doesn’t matter because they summoned a hero’s feast and everything tastes wonderful, and at some point you crawl into their lap to cry about something you thought you were adult enough to handle. 

    “This is you handling it,” they say. “You’re never too big to ask your mom for help.”

    “You’re literally not my mother,” you sob.

    “But metaphorically,” they say, and you’re like truuuuuuuuuu and sob a little more before they tuck you into a bedroll because you’ve got a big day tomorrow stopping an assassination at a royal palace

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