Stories from the shadow: Death in the shadows ep seven

Warlord Drake Hammerfist

I'm back again with some more of Nicks adventures in shadow

5 generations after the war began and left the world in ruins the fractured remains of humankind continue the long war there ancestors started all reason and purpose forgotten as the brutal tribes savagely battle over the relics of the old world....

As they ran toward the woman Nick looked back to see a massive iron child running behind us the massive sute of steel armour that entombed the wearer it's massive form at least 10 feet tall and around 8 wide its massive feet with claws designed to walk up rock faces thumping and scrapping as the gears ground together forcing it forward as it raised it's arms the massive Gatling guns spinning round as they wormed up to fire. As if from nowhere there was a deferring raw as the guns started to hail bullets towards them the women ran down the corridor at full speed away from the iron child. Nick was sure he could outrun this thing but a part of him wanted to kill the massive machine. It was one of these things that had split him from his old clan and murdered his family he decided in a moment of madness he would run at the hulking for and end it. He was amazed as he saw the Viking also running at it Nick only just noticed he had picked up the skin heads rifle if he got behind it he could ram it into the leg joint and stop it from moving as Nick climbed up it and ripped the wiring out. Without a word the Viking seems to know the plan already the just seemed to know what to do. As they got closer the Gatling guns spun round and into the arms and two massive hands popped out with two blades in the wrists Nick acclaimed “shit duck it has blades” as the it swong for the Vikings head. The Viking just ducked under the gist a look of terror in his eye. Nick leaped into the air just missing one of the blades as it shot past his leg. He landed on the the mechs chest but it was to smooth to grab anything and he fell off landing awkwardly on his side braking his shoulder but the crack it made and intense pain. The Viking just managed to ram the barrel of the gun in the gears but the mech maned to snap the gun back out with it hand and kicked Nick along the floor he scrapped along the foor almost immobile until he hit the wall and tried standing up but every muscle and bone threatened to snap and he passed out from the pain. The Viking continued trying to fight the mech but this was a mechene of war built to fight army's single handed he was one man on his own. He got knocked to the side by a punch and crumpled to the ground as the iron child lifted its foot ready to bring it down right on top of him. Just as he thought it was all over Nick stood lighting the tunnel up with a brilliant green light his vanes and eyes were shon with the brilliance of the light of nature as he walked toward the iron child and ripped it's arm clean off as it swung for him. With its other hand it pulled a massive grate word out of its back and swong it at Nick Nick showed no signs of any fear as he caught the enormous blade with he bear hands and launched it along the tunnel. The iron child stumbled backwards almost seeming to show fear as Nick launched himself at its head taking it clean off as its head hit the floor the iron child teated and crashed to the ground exploding into thousands of cogs and plates of metal with the body of a human child in the the pile of scrap metal the Vikings face was one of grate fear his moth open and eyes wide as Nick stood over the pile his flesh glowing a light green colour and his vanes and eyes a brilliant deep green. 

Stories from the shadow: Death in the shadows ep six

Warlord Drake Hammerfist

Hello folks I'm back with some more of Nicks adventure in shadow.

5 generations after the war began and left the world in ruins the fractured remains of humankind continue the long war there ancestors started all reason and purpose forgotten as the brutal tribes savagely battle over the relics of the old world....

The three of them stood staring back at the group stood all around them, nobody daring to move or talk. 

One of the soldiers said in a hard gruff voice “on the floor hands behind your head and funny business we shoot you've passed the test your gonna be some of our new soldiers” 

the other two started to kneel down and Nick followed along and then as If it had been perfectly planned and organised the flume hand shot a massive ball of fire upwards and Nick and the Viking ran at the other two Nicks fist smashing into the face of the man breaking the glass on his mask, the the Viking jumped into the air and slammed his knee into the second mans chest sending him sprawling across the floor, behind they herd gunshots and screaming as the flame hand leaped into the air and dragged one of the skin heads back into the hole by his feet and put his hands on his ears all off a sudden the mans head exploded into flame leaving just the mans shoulders his head a pile of ash, Nick grabbed the rifle of the man he was fighting and smashed the butt upwards into his jaw making a very satisfying crack as bone broke, besides him he could see the Viking properly in the small light of the tunnel he was a large man at least six and a half feet very well muscled with a dark brown beard and platted Mohawk and hard stony fractures grizzled by combat, he bent down to the soldier on the floor as if to talk to him but he ripped the knife out of the soldiers boot a without a second of hesitation drove it hard Into his eye socket the mans body stopped studying or moving instantly, Nick looked at the skin head he had just hit with the butt of his gun stood against the wall trying to take his mask off looking extremely pathetic, he didn't deserve to die like this he's only following orders, Nick turned to the others the Viking still stood over the corpse and the fireborns massive ash black form stood clutching the body of the skin head he had just killed and shouted “guys stop killing them just run we have a path out of here, just run”

 as the fireborn turned to run there was several rifle creaks and a few long moments later the fireborn seemed to almost explode into a red mist as the bullets hit him his international body heat turning the blood to stem as it hit the air, Nick and the Viking started the running as fast as there legs would carry them as cracks echoed down the hall the walls pinging all around them as rounds hit one caught Nick in the shoulder but that didn't bother him he had the gift of life there would be nothing but a scar in a few hours, as they wheeled round a corner Nick saw two women they were to far in this dark to see properly but they seemed to be fighting a massive lizard creature.

Stories from the shadow: Death in the shadows do five

Warlord Drake Hammerfist 

I'm back again for more tails of Nick in the world of shadow 

5 generations after the war began and left the world in ruins the fractured remains of humankind continue the long war there ancestors started all reason and purpose forgotten as the brutal tribes savagely battle over the relics of the old world....

There bindings suddenly all fell off and clattered to the floor as the hatch shut, just moments after the large metal door on the far side of the room opened as the room was plunged into darkness.

all over the room there was mutters of “what the” and “oh no” Nick started to walk in the direction of the door when the flame hand started a fire in his hands, lighting up the small room as one other man walked through the door and suddenly vanished to the side screaming “GET IT.....GET OFF ME!!.....” Trailing off into a bloody gargle as two gigantic claws appeared clouting the side of the doors, the slim man who was in the truck with Nick ran past the door only just ducking under a thrird claw as he ran into the metal maze, just after the enormous scarred head off a cat appeared it's face still covered in fresh blood, one of the men a necromancer by the look of his pale skin and shady demeaner stood firm in front of the beast it's eyes looking him dead in the eye, he put his arm out as if to start casting a spell, then all of a sudden there was a flash of light and a heat washed over the room that brought even Nick to his knees and he had lived outside of the shadow for a few years, the flame hand burnt straight through the necromancer and into the beast, nothing left but ash and scorched bones from them both, the flame hand stood closer to the door purposely kicking the pile of ash and said “stupid necromancer thinking he could do anything to that only fireborn can kill the catro” (the accent was so it was hard to understand) as they all walked out of the room into the thin metal corridors of the maze, Nick picked up one of the bones of the catro and started jogging in the direction the slim man ran, the fireborn and one other man followed him the rest scattered, he was glad the fireborn had come with him he was a one man army in this situation, as they turned a corner he herd the scram of a woman with his heightened rangers senses and started sprinting in that direction not thinking about the risks as he fell through a hole in the floor, falling at least ten feet landing on his front in a small room with only one other exist other than the hole in the roof as he rolled over he realised he was not alone, there were two of the skin head zombies  stood in the corners just noticing he was there, just as the other two fell into the hole, the massive form of the fireborn almost landing on him as he leaped to his feet, straight into the arms of one of the zombies that almost sunk it's rotting teeth into his neck, just as he elbowed it in the jaw braking it's jaw by the crack it made, behind him the third man stood up, ducking under the arms of the zombie and wheat behind it and pulled its head back suddenly, not only braking it's neck but ripping it's head clean off, his fingers rammed into its eye sockets as he threw it at the one Nick was fighting, he must have been a Viking to have that sort of skill at fighting, as Nick delt the final blow crushing the zombies head with his fist four soldiers appeared at the opening in the roof and two in the corridor rifles out ready to shoot as the fireborn started to.......

Saxon army ahead!

Warlord Drake Hammerfist 

Hello hello everybody I'm back again with another spotlight. Today I will be showing the Saxon army I have done for saga won't be doing any form of review with this one as it is the same kind of modles as the Viking I've recently done and any comments on the gripping beasts plastic modles I have is in there. So let's get into it I decided to do them as a uniformed army as a bit of a test on the look and if I do say so myself I am rather impressed. Time to show them off I guess 

As an army I would not like to face this wall off yellow and blue if it was running at me.

The warlord and his two units of body guards,

Six units of Saxon worries 

A few that i expesaly like. So until next time folks have a good one and keep gaming!

Rangers of the north!

Warlord Drake Hammerfist 

I'm back! Again with another showcase of a commission I've done this time the brothers of the men of gondor from up north the grate dunadine (personally my favourite pepole from any fantasy world) I really enjoyed painting these guys up in all there greens and Browns it's quite a nice thing to paint in muted colours to get a camo sort of effect anyway I digress. The modles themselves are truly beautiful metal modles from games workshops Lord of the rings/hobbit range a fair few of the modles are rangers of gondor but the customer asked if I could do them all simmler so that they can be units in saga along with his men of gondor and I hope there pleased because I personally am very pleased with how they turned out. So without fort her a do let's show you the minis!

Stood together they do make for an impressive sight ready to take on the Orc hords 

These three are my favourites, they are from the dunadine says that gw do of three dunadine and are very highly detailed.

There thay are a nice collection of rangers ready to go off and be played with. So until next time have a good one and keep gaming 

Viking hord!

Warlord Drake Hammerfist 

I'm back again folks with another spotlight of my Vikings this time for the games saga by towmahawk studios and gripping beast games, it will be a bit of a review as well of the plastic box that most of them came from and a set of basercks from sheald wall minituers. So let's get into it. The set from gripping beast is rather nice when it's all together but some of the arms do not fit well at all unless you use a bit of skill with a blade to smothen some lumps and bumps that make it hard, but overal that isn't too hard just don't expect it to be a quick build I would give them a 3/10 for difficulty and quality of 8/10 as they can sometimes look a little odd.

The basercks I was more that pleased with there poses are very very good and give of a sense of dandrus men the metal is good quality and there wasn't much flashing eather so I will give them a 10/10 as I was very impressed and found them to be a good price as well.  

And last but not least for my warlord I used a very nice modle from wargames foundry that they gave me as a freebie when I baught a lode of other bits with them at the phlanex show in St. Helens this year, he is a rather nice modle with a lot of detail and not a hint of flashing at all and if the rest of there Viking miniatures are as good a quality as the Cowboys I got they deserve a 10/10 for sure, now onto the lovely pictures 

As a who it looks like a rather nasty hord

The warlord and his basercks 

The other two units of hearth guard and the 4 units of worriores 

A few close ups of my favourite modles. So until next time folks have a good one and keep on gaming!

S.W.A.T

Warlord Drake Hammerfist 

Hello guys and girls back again with a showcase of miniturs of my own! (I know how exciting) and review of the modles as well, today I'll be showing off the assault group swat that I got way way back when I started the blog but never got round to doing anything with them until now! So without ferther or do let's get into it, these modles are highly detailed metal modles from the lovely guys over at assault group and I have to say when I first looked at them on the website I was a little apprehensive as they had a bit of a chunky look and I was getting them to mix with Empress and zombiside miles that are quite slim but when I actually got them I was settled a lot they are slightly on the chunky side but I have come to quite like that about them really as it allows them to have a bit more character and a bit more robustness as wargames minituers they are perfect for the job with no silly fragile peaces and abd overall toughness so for the modles I will give a 9/10 my only issue with them is I found that they chip easy but that can be worked round and to be expected with metal. I decided to paint them in a green and black outfit as I wasn't sure where they will be used the most so I whent for a neutral color scheme and kinda copied the star get SG teams colours so I can use them in scifi stuff too if I wanted to, so let's let you see them shall we

There is not meant but you don't needs lots for force on force really and they will be elites too.

Two nice sniper teas to watch over everything. 

Three pistols for a small entry team. 

Three Assault rifles 

Two SMGs

A nice door buster I mean shotgun 

And finally a agent type guy. So until next time have a good one and keep gaming

Men of gondor commission

Warlord Drake Hammerfist 

Hi guys and girls long time no see 🙄 but I have a treat for you we have another warlord in our ranks now who will be posting as well so we should get up and running properly again soon (fingers crossed)

Nether the less today we will have a little showcase of a commission I have been working on for a few weeks a howle lode of men of gondor, a rather large job but very enjoyable as I sat there listing to Lord of the rings (yet again) 

I had to do a few repairs because the modles I was given to paint a few were damaged and the customer wanted them doing up and giving a whole new lease of life for them to play the game saga by towmahawk studio (one of my favourite games curantly) using some custom battle boards by tabletopdeutschland who has some very nice battle boards for Lord of the rings factons, moving on you'll want to see the minis here you go. 

Starting with a big pic to show the scope of the army of getting on for 100 men making up 8 units of worriores and 2 units of herthguard and the warlord (a very formidable force indeed)

Now for the warlord they had no moddle that would fit properly so I decided to do a little converting with my bits box and just took his head off and swapped it with a nice head I found in my bits box I think it is from the dark age worriores set by gripping beast but don't quite me on that.

It was an easy conversation without any real complete and I also ended up making the flag bearer out of a bowman and a metal spear I had hanging around.

Now I have said my peace so I will leave you to look at the rest of the photos and have a good day!

Stories from the shadows: death in the shadows ep four

-warlord Drake Hammerfist 

Hello all a new but for you all to enjoy about Nicks adventures through shadow

5 generations after the war began and left the world in ruins the fractured remains of humankind continue the long war there ancestors started all reason and purpose forgotten as the brutal tribes savagely battle over the relics of the old world....

As day began to brake Nick awoke to find Nancy had vanished, he stood sharply as he came round and surveyed the room.

no sign of anything happening, sourly he would have felt her moving away and it was still far too cold for her to go off alone she wouldn't survive in those clothes.

As he turned into one of the side rooms he saw a figure dressed all in grey with a old fashioned gas mask on, but before he could even work out who they were or say anything something large hit him hard on the back of the head and he dropped to the floor like a rock. 

He awoke a few hours later bound, gaged and naked in the back of a truck, he looked up to see who his captives were, there was five of them sat ether side of the truck, they wore black boots with leg wraps going up there legs, grey wool pants a long grey trench coat and and the same gas mask as before , there heads were shaved and a grey helmet with a swastika on the side of it rested on there knees with there rifles up against there shoulders all sat perfectly identical, there were two others captives in the truck a very muscular olive skinned man and a tall skinny man with scars all over.

Nick said under his breath "fuck there skin heads, I bet they took Nancy to be a breeder I'll have to get her out of there" he just sat there for the three hours of driving over bumpy and twisting roads until they got to the "pound" (as everyone calls the skin heads capital) the soldiers dragged Nick and seventeen other captives out of the five trucks the had been together, including Nancy she stood at the far end of the courtyard stripped to nothin yet again lined up with six other women, Nick stood lined up with eleven other men all fit looking men one of which a fireborn who had the mark of a flame hand on his neck, a small red dragon tattoo, they all stood in the massive courtyard of the old extravagant hotel that had had stood sins way before the war now called the pound. 

Stood all around them troops were ranked up three deep along all the walls all stood bolt upright rifles held perfectly all stood exactly the same, with two tanks on ether side of the grand door, Nick shook his head there was no way he was getting out right now he will have to wait till they have been taken into the building and just hope he can find Nancy again. 

after a few moments of standing there In the silence the fuhrer walked out onto his balcony above the grand door and shouted "our soldiers have brought us some new solders and new blood to add to our family, we will take them into our open arms once they have passed there tests, the tests that we have all passed, we now take them into the facility and see how they fear" one of the other men stood next to Nick a fairly tall well built man with red hair nudged him and said "did he just say fear?" Nick nodded "yeah I dread to think what that means" they all got led into the building by a group of soldiers, as they walked into the massive elegant hall way with a massive oak staircase straight ahead and two large hallways coming off to ether side the women got lead to the right, men to the left and through a small hallway and down a long spiral staircase that seemed to reach into the depths of the earth and into a small metal room, with a door at ether end and the door shoot behind them, a small hatch opened on the door they just went through and one of the skin heads showed his face behind and said almost too joyfully "now when that other door opens you'll be in a maze in that maze there is all forms of things trying to kill you or eat you or maybe even fuck you if you get to the end you'll be a member of our order so let's see who gets out of that hell I'd say good luck but I couldn't care less about you rats".

Stories from the shadow: death in the shadows ep three

-warlord Drake Hammerfist

Here we go the next instalment of the stories from the shadows we hope you enjoy it and remember to give us your feedback on what you think

5 generations after the war began and left the world in ruins the fractured remains of humankind continue the long war there ancestors started all reason and purpose forgotten as the brutal tribes savagely battle over the relics of the old world.... 

After a long awkward pause Nick stood up and asked “what the hell are you doing with no clothes on?”

 She smiles and replied “well I've no decent clothes to wear so I might as well not wear anything” 

Nick shouted “for gods sake just put on some proper clothes on just rip up some of the fireborns clothes”

 she smiled and went over to the fireborn and started removing there clothing and putting it on in a rag tag fashion, after about half an hour she was in a dress like thing made out of ripped up light brown and white pants and her assault vest.

whilst she was making her new clothes Nick had stripped and rebuilt the fireborn rifles to make a fully functioning assault rifle for her and taken one of there pistol for himself. 

As he was looking at one of the boxes with rations in she shouted over to him “hey nick should we take there heads off so the necromancers can't bring them back?” 

Nick paused for a second “might be a good idea really”

 she picked up one of the axes and without a moment of hesitation she completely severed the heads of the fireborn, then crushed them with the back of the axe with a smile on her face as she kicked the remains with the new boots that she had got of the fireborn and screamed at the top of her lungs  “that's what you get you bastards!” 

Nick stood up and walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder gently and said “I know your angry but i need to get moving soon, you can come with me if you wish but I don't need you with me so don't think I'm desperate” she smiled an evil grin as she replied  “well in that case I'll have to come with you” 

he smiled a little as he put his bandana back over his face “well you'd better get ready then” after a short while they started walking deeper into the ruins of the city. 

As night began to fall and the cold started to set in they found an old school house to sleep in the desks and chairs thrown everywhere, sandbags stacked around the windows and doors and the scars of fires on the floor, Nancy whispered in Nicks ear “this must have been an army outpost or something like that with all the sandbags”

Nick nodded “yeah makes me wonder if it's s good idea sleeping in here they tend to get a lot of attention from almost everyone and we need to keep out of the way”

She wondered into one of the side rooms as Nick found a corner and started to make a fire.

Just after he got the fire going Nancy came into the room with a couple of cans in her hands and called over to Nick "hey death I've found us some food, probably way out of date but it'll do" Nick put his hands out to catch them as she trough them across the room to him, Within half an hour they had eat the canned goods that were that old there was no way of telling what they started life as but they did the job. 

Nancy sat next to Nick wrapped in her robes shivering in the cold of the night "hey Nick you fancy you know snuggling up for warmth?"  

Nick opened his cloak and gestured for her to come in but didn't speak a work, she snuggled up to him "thanks death".