This November a group of flawless brilliant intellectuals (myself included) are hosting the Horisont II miniatures convention in Esbjerg, Denmark (ferry from Harwich, airport nearby too).
As the insolent snobs that we are, we expect it to be the best convention in the history of history.
http://sites.google.com/site/horisontesbjerg/Sorry.

Oh well. My own project for this convention (at least the one of them) will be this: Vikings vs. Owlbears. It's still in development and I'm kind of coming up with the idea same time as I paint the miniatures.


The idea is this basicly:
"Vikinger are totally cool. The purpose of their life is to run amuck. Vikings are the best to run amuck. Ever. Their world map is written in blood and their hobby is to wage war."
- Old northern saying.
The Viking chieftain Taoregorn and his trusty vikings (Lars, Bjørn, Jens and others) take to the seas from their home settlement of Røvede. Somewhere between Denmark and Lindisfarne they get caught in a violent maelstrom of purple voodoo magic. Perhaps it is the King of England's witch wife who's conjured up the storm or perhaps it's just Loke playing a trick on Taoregorn. Who knows?
Either way the good men of the longship Skithögen are washed ashore of some strange and mythical place. Being vikings their first instinct of course is to gather their axes and head in land to loot and pillage.
What they find in the forests of this island is not to be spoken of.