Fistful of Lead...

[Harry Faversham]

Can't wait for the bat rep  
Can I ask,have you made activation tokens to replace the mdf ones in the set or just use as is,I know some gamers like to make scenic tokens and I was fishing for ideas,I have the Horse and Musket set  
Cheers
Keith

We sometimes lose track when the action starts, this looks the part. For Horse and musket a full size lead ball next to the figure would look the dogs!

Figure activated...

Down with a flesh wound...




Damn Rooster, I'm shot all to hell!



 

[Romark]

Thanks Harry,great ideas 
Ps. Where's Tuesday's bat rep ? 

[Harry Faversham]

No paleface survived to write it! 

[Romark]

 
Oh no ! Does this mean that the Powder River patrol ain't comin' back and the corporal won't be getting ' that extra stripe "in five or six years" 

[Vagabond]

Harry this isn't good enough, 3 poxy photos and we was expecting a game report with pictures and writing and stuff.

Thanks for the comparison photo, it looks like the 4 ground stage is bigger than the warbases one and certainly better painted than mine

[Harry Faversham]

It comes pre-painted/coloured.

 

[Harry Faversham]

The good Doctor and his motley crew headed away from the wrecked Stagecoach north along the dried up river bed...

"It's quiet."

Said the Driver...

"Too quiet."

Said Lootenent Penell...

THUDUNKKK!!!

The arrow took him right in the chest, removing one of the only two men really capable of defending the passengers, the other one, the driver followed suit quicksharp. Though it took two 'arrers and a smack in the melon with a tomahawk to do fer him. What followed was not pretty, very short and very desperate, and soon all six scalps were on the Redskins belt. of the tardy Powder River Patrol there was nary a sign. As the afternoon wore on, the desecrated bodies of Doc Pearson and his companions stiffened in the sun, and that's how young Cohill and the Powder River Patrol found 'em...

"It's quiet."

Said Corporal Quayne...

"Too quiet."

Said Lootenent Cohill...

THUDUNKKK!!!

The arrow took him right in the chest and young Cohill would never make Captain in five or six years. Whooping and a hollerin' The Great Lame Beaver charged in at the head of his War Party. He'd had a vision  that morning of blue coated soldiers falling like logs. Thing the Great Manitou forgot to show him was wot an excellent shot Corporal Quayne was with a Carbeen... he was in the Happy Hunting Grounds before he had chance to sing his Death Song! His deemise spurred the Dog Soldiers into a frenzy and in very short order Quayne fell alongside all his young Troopers...
There was much singing, feasting, and many a Wardance that night in the lodges of the Cheyenne!

[Vagabond]

Well its better than nothing i suppose