Into the Nacht Garten - A Retro Realms of Chaos Project - Now with old Brigands

[Diablo Jon]

I've been working on (hopefully the first) on a small skirmish board for my warband games over the Easter weekend. This will hopefully be my little slice of Flysbottom Bog. I think its turning out OK and looks a bit like a bog/marsh/fen? Still have more plant life and the water areas to sort out yet.

[Kitsune]

Very nice, very nice indeed

[ichwillauch]

My wife and I like your terrain very much!

[Roo]

Nice marsh terrain can almost feel the moisture and smell the stench.  Look forward to seeing it completed.

[OSHIROmodels]

That's a cracking board 

I like the style of the figures as well 

[fred]

Great looking swamp board

[swiftnick]

That is very cool

[Diablo Jon]

Thanks for the kind words guys.

[Ethelred the Almost Ready]

That is very clever.

[Diablo Jon]

That is very clever.

cheers

[Diablo Jon]

Drugi Rotfuchs Champion of Khorne


Drugi fiddled with his horses reins, he was agitated, desperate to be involved in the battle. Since he had signed on with the mercenary Schwarzes Band, and come north to fight for Kislev, he had seen plenty of skirmishes. He had proved himself in those battles, along the border with the troll country, to. Beastman, human mutant or Chaos spawn, it didn't matter, all had fallen beneath his blade. After he single handily slew that giant, mutant, troll he had gained promotion to squadron leader. He had pushed his squadron hard to make them the best. He took pride in being acknowledged as the best swordsmen and the best squadron leader in the whole of the Schwarzes Band. So now his chance had come, to prove himself in a full sized pitch battle, and he was stuck in reserve. "Commander Gerhardt might as have well have spat in my face, pompous arse, calling me an undisciplined, vain glory seeker I'm his best damned warrior" Drugi fumed.

"Edmund" shouted Drugi to his second in command "Yes sir" replied Edmund riding up along side Drugi. "Get the men ready we are going into the fight" Edmund looked confused "We have had orders sir? I didn't see any messenger" " Orders be damned the army need us.... NEEDS ME!" Edmund recoiled " Sir if we haven't had orders we should wait." " I said ready the men." Drugi growled. "No Sir" replied Edmund. Drugi's sword shot out of its scabbard and across Edmund's throat Edmund let out a surprised gurgle and fell of his horse dead. Drugi turned his horse and rode back towards his squadron " PREPARE FOR BATTLE!"

Drugi's squadron crested the hill. The battle was laid out before him his eye was immediately drawn to huge banner, covered in skulls and surrounded by warriors in red, that was forging a bloody path into the Kislevite battle line. That was the eye of the storm and that was where he was going.

Drugi felt pure exhilaration as he and his men smashed into their enemies. His sword rose and fell as he cut down one enemy after another he was a pure engine of destruction aiming directly at the skull strewn chaos banner. Then he saw him, a huge giant of man, clad in red armour, cutting a bloody path through his enemies with a gore soaked axe. Drugi didn't even hesitate and spurred his horse straight at the champion of the Dark Gods.

Drugi Screamed a sound of pure joy as he drove his sword through his opponents skull. He had won he had beaten the best the Dark Gods had to offer. He never wanted this feeling to end, the exhilaration, the blood, the screaming the pure joy of it. His sword snapped in his opponents skull Drugi beat down and scoped up his enemies axe. WHO HERE THINKS THEY CAN BEST ME?!" he screamed "FIGHT ME!". He turned and plunged the axe into a man stood near by. There was a brief moment of regret and confusion as Drugi realized the man was one of his own men and then it was buried under an all consuming blood lust...



Drugi Rotfuchs was the fourth son of  Graf Gerhard Rotfuchs. Some say he was his father's favourite son who loved his boy's fearless natures. Even at a young age he was besting his older brothers in the martial pursuits always looking to be the best of his siblings.  While his brothers lives where mapped out, as a fourth child, Drugi had no real role in the family and so set out to find fame and fortune as a mercenary in Kislev.

Drugi's desire to prove himself the best started as a virtue but slowly became a weakness as he constantly sort battle against the worst the Troll country could produce. Finally in battle against an invading army of Chaos Drugi lost his mind, and in a berserk rage, slaughtered everyone, friend and foe, that came in reach of his weapon. When the battle ended Drugi fled north to the Chaos wastes. It wasn't Drugi's fate to spend eternity in battle in the wastes, though, Khorne had other plans for him. So years latter  Drugi emerged from the wastes, with a band of followers, to return to his home in the Empire and build an army for Khorne right in the middle of Sigmar's realm.

[Diablo Jon]

Bloodbeast- Chaos Spawn of Khorne

The Spawn of Chaos are the most horrific of all the Chaos-tainted Humans, for in appearance at least they live up to their name, seeming to have been created from an eruption of the raw stuff of Chaos into the world."
— Vorster Pike, Witch Hunter




For those who fail Khorne punishment frequently comes as transformation into a Chaos spawn. The flesh is torn, moulded and re-purposed into a new creature. A mindless beast of claw and fang built to harvest skulls and blood for Khorne.

[Diablo Jon]

the fruits of the long Easter weekend a 2x2 foot game board for small warband battles

Fly’s Bottom Bog

"A  stinking morass of sucking mud and rotting vegetation . The smell is awful like rotting eggs and soured milk  and the insects!  I never knew flies could grow that big! No wonder those plague lovers of Nurgle enjoy the place"
Heldimar  Dwarf Prospector















Siting in the heart of the Nacht Garden Fly's bottom bog is surrounded by the higher ground of Untotenmoor. The bog was formed in a crater created when a huge warp stone rock landed after the collapse of the warp gates thousands of years ago. The huge chunk of warpstone lies directly under the bog infecting and mutating both plants and animals. Huge insects, tentacled creatures who lurk in the brackish water pools and giant carnivorous plants are all hazards here. Not surprisingly this putrid mass of rotting chaos is very popular with the followers of Nurgle who inhabit the Nacht Garten.

[commissarmoody]

Great little terrain set up.

[blacksoilbill]

That board looks superb!