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  1. #21
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    no problem. I don't have the attraction to old models that a lot of people do. I will take new any time, but they look fantastic with that paint job.
    Twelve monkeys, eleven hats. One monkey is sad.

  2. #22


    Greetings, dear readers, in this post we return to Easthold in Moria and show off the new Dwarven arrivals / reinforcements.

    Left to Right: Banner bearer for Prince Ulther's Imperial Dwarves, High King Thorgrim Grudgebearer, and Runelord Kragg.

    Thorgrim is the descendant of the most ancient and noble of all Dwarf lords. The very blood of Grungni flows in his veins and the wisdom of Valaya sits upon his brow. The High Kings have kept the Great Book of Grudges, the oldest and most important of the many Books of Grudges that exist throughout the Dwarf realms . This book, known as Dammaz Kron, recounts all the ancient wrongs and deeds of treachery perpetrated against the Dwarf race.

    Full post here:

    Parts 1 & 2 are both up on the blog now~!

  3. #23


    A Warhammer 1st Edition Battle Report, inspired by Steve Jackson's Ogre. All 3 parts are up on the blog now! Can you guess who or what the Ogre is?

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    And now for something completely different! This is an Oldhammer battle report that is inspired by Steve Jackson's Ogre boardgame. For those who dont know Ogre, its about a giant cybernetic tank (the Ogre) that is trying to destroy an enemy HQ defended by a horde of infantry, tanks, missile tanks, artillery, and hovercraft. I played the heck out of the mini pocket game when I was a kid. The basic game was pretty much just a single scenario that my pals and I played over and over again. Everyone had their own strategy and theory of how best to play as or against the Ogre and many a lunch break was occupied with heated discussion over tactics. Playing as the Ogre tank, felt like the 4th of July, in that you had all these weapons and you got to decide which one to light and fire off next. As the defenders, you had all these cannon fodder units, and if you actually damaged the Ogre you had to decide whether you targeted its weapons (to lessen the deathtoll to your troops) or its treads (and slow the Ogre down so it didnt get in firing range of your HQ).

    In tribute to this great little game, I present this battle report inspired by Ogre. Obviously, no... there is no giant tank in Moria. But what will represent the Ogre? An Ogre? A Dragon? Balrog? Something else?

    Can you guess what it will be? I will try to drop a hint or two below. Place your bets here folks...

    The Orcs show up, they are LOOKING for a good rumble.

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  4. #24


    Basic D&D: Tyrion Vs The Cult Of Cthulhu Part 1 - Alliance
    I wanted to do an Oldhammer battle report in the Savage Lands, but certain things I needed for the scenario are still in transit via the postal service. So in the meantime, I figured I would post another Basic D&D session report with Tyrion and friends. Enjoy...

    Tyrion Lannister and his adventuring companions had been lost for hours in a labyrinth of tunnels and rooms, fighting all kinds of dungeon vermin. In one room, Giant Centipedes had repeatedly bit the backside of Shagga, son of Dolf, making the hill barbarian even more moody than usual. In a dark tunnel, Green Slime had dropped on the back of the neck of Thundarr. Even though Crom had the best of intentions trying to scrape it off with a dagger, it just didnt work. Varys who knew better, used a torch it burn it off. So, Thundarr had dagger cuts on his neck and burnt hairs on the back of his head. He might have been a bit sniffly and a bit weepy as they walked awkwardly through the dark tunnels. Temujin lost one of his favorite swords after smacking a Rust Monster with it. Tyrion could hear the eastern barbarian mumbling something about "wind in his hair and falcons at his wrist".

    A giant magical spider called a Tarantella bit Varys on his toe and while Beowulf eventually killed the spider, many of the barbarians laughed as the poison made the plump Varys suddenly spasm and start dancing like a wildman around a bonfire. But the laughter was cut short, as those who watched the pirouetting fatman were magically compelled to also start dancing in the same way. After 5 turns, the dancers ended up collapsing from fatigue. Luckily, they were not in combat at the time. All these minor encounters and misfortunes pushed the burly barbarians to their limit and they began to growl at each other. After finding a room to rest in, what began as a joke about a dancing queen turned into melee. The whole room was full of brawling wounded barbarians with Tyrion trying to pry the brutes apart.

    At that moment, the door opened...

    Five adventurers enter the room.
    Left to Right: Abdul Alhazred the Mad Arab, Radagast the Brown, Halbarad Dunedain the Ranger, Lady Eowyn of Rohan, and her brother Eomer the Marshal of the Riddermark.

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  5. #25


    Welcome To The Jungle Part 1 – Chaos Dwarf Crossbows, Ral Partha Dwarves

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    So on this post we have some newly painted Chaos Dwarf Crossbows and some old school Ral Partha Dwarves.

    My growing Chaos Dwarf contingent just got some ranged firepower.

    These Ral Partha Dwarves are a bit on the tiny side being true 25mm old school.

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  6. #26


    Welcome To The Jungle Pt2 - Valley Of The Mon-Keigh

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    Intruders have entered the sacred valley of the Mon-Keigh.

    These beasts are Dire Apes and they will not tolerate any trespassers into their territory.

    They tend to attack in waves of 34.
    Why 34? Because thats how many of these guys I bought!
    Found a good deal and got them for 50 cents a piece.
    I didnt paint anything on them, this is how they already are.
    Eerie arent they? The red eyes and inscrutable expressions...
    Are they friendly... or hungry? Who knows.

    Caesar: [to Maurice in sign language and breaking and bundling sticks] Ape alone... weak. Apes together... strong.

    For rest of story:

    Both parts 2 & 3 are up now.

    Parts 4 & 5 are now up on the blog to finish the battle report.
    Last edited by mars-minis; 08-21-2015 at 09:45 PM.

  7. #27


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    At Long Last, Some Actual Mines In Moria!
    If you are a reader of this blog, you might have noticed posts for the Moria Reclamation Project have been slow lately. This is not due to disinterest on my part. Rather, my painting commission business has taken off with spectacular success. Alas, the negative effect is that Moria posts are at a trickle...

    But chin up, my little Dwarves!

    Because in between painting hordes of Medievals, battalions of Napoleonics, and armies of Romans, I have managed to sneak in some "me" time and I have completed my Yakkum Mines from Ainsty Castings. I just realized I didnt take a good overhead pic of how many Mine Tiles I have, but I have enough to cover a 3 foot square area. Its a good start.

    Now to paint up some Dwarf Miners and start mining those precious metals and gems!

    So in case you have forgotten, Gimli and company have been searching for Balin by following a map...

    Left to Right (Gloin, Pickles, and Gimli)

    Gimli: Are you reading that map right?
    Pickles: (turning map upside down) Umm I think so? Then again, these mine tunnels are a pretty confusing maze.
    Gloin: Where there are mines... there must be miners!
    Gimli: Well, Pickles... keep leading the way.
    Gloin: (whispering) I heard he got lost in his own museum once...

    Left to Right (Nindalf, Pickles, and Grumpy)

    Grumpy: Watch your step! Someone needs to patch up those floorboards there. (grumbles) When we drive out all the monsters from Moria, theres going to be alot of renovations needed around here...
    Nindalf: I think its molecular acid that melted through the floor! Look, I can see at least 10 levels down. Dont lean too far, you'll fall in!
    Pickles: I think theres a junction ahead...



  8. #28


    Taken from full post with AAR here:

    Moria 40,000 - Squat Trek Episode 1

    Left to Right: Engineer Scotty (with a Conversion Beamer!), Capt Khyrk, Paulie Atreides

    "Stardate 43018
    My name is Captain Khyrk, commander of the U.S.S. Entenmanns. While on routine patrol of the Squat Homeworld Defense Perimeter, we were attacked by an unknown and hostile alien fleet that can only be described as... "tentacle-y".

    In the center: Science Officer Spokk (with a trusty Tri-corder)

    " Reverse calculating their trajectory, our science officer Mister Spokk had determined the invaders are not from our galaxy, that they had come from the deep darkness of intergalactic space."

    In the center: Yoga Master Kenobi

    "The vastness of their fleet is beyond comprehension and had destroyed our own without effort. The four greatest and mightiest of Squat ships were hastily assembled to combat against these aliens which the humans call "Tyranids". We had decided to call this particular alien incursion as "Hive Fleet Om Nom Nom"."

    In the center: Judge Dreddlock (with Hot-Shot Lasgun)

    "The USS Pork Cracklins, the USS Mojito and the USS Heineken were all destroyed in the first minutes of the fight. Only my ship was able to get away, but damaged reactors/failing life supports/hull breaches forced all survivors to abandon ship in the shuttles. "

    In the center: Korben Dallas (with a Multipass!)

    "The closest planet was a primitive feral planet that was not on any of our starmaps and had no humanoid lifeforms. This planet was on the DMZ between Squat and Eldar space. It was probably one of the Forgotten and Forbidden Planets."

    Survivors of the USS Entenmanns make planetfall and emerge from the wreckage.

    Korben Dallas: Did anyone think about bringing some of those delish Crumb Cakes from our lost USS Entenmanns? Im hungry!

    Yoga Master Kenobi: Or at least some Romulan Ale!

    Korben Dallas: I thought Romulan Ale was against the law?
    Judge Dreddlock: AYYYyy UMMMmm DAAAAaa LAWWWWww....

    Korben Dallas: (pats Dredd on his helmet) Yeah, we know buddy.

    Capt Khyrk: There... they are! Its... those... psychotic... Genestealers again! They... must... have... followed us to this planet!

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  9. #29


    Seasons Greetings From The Dwarves Of Moria

    Taken from post here at

    Contrary to popular belief, Moria is not yet dead. (Not even mostly dead...)

    Distant stirrings and rumors of longbeards and their fat stuntie feet abound in that dark dank undermountain kingdom. The faint sounds of beer steins clinking and forks on plates laden with mutton chop can be heard. And soon, the tide of good ole Dwarven industry will once again populate this once forgotten city.

    This blog has been quiet, it is true, but not for lack of trying. In the absence of new posts, this Dwarf loving heart has dreamt of all the good plans that will unfold in due time. In fact, the doors are set to burst with new arrivals and battle reports in the new year.

    I couldnt let the year end without at least one more new Moria related post to send off 2015.

    Luckily, I have had these fellas below painted from a good month or two ago. They had not been able to get on camera until now. They have been good lads waiting patiently for their patron to take them out of their storage case. Well the lights are on, the camera is charged, and I am on my feet again... at last.

    May your axe be ever sharp and your mug never empty!

    Happy Holidays from Moria,


    The Dwarven miners are determined to have some holiday cheer in the face of adversity and certain Orcish invasion. They are debating which tree would make a good yule totem. Im not sure Treebeard and the Ents of Fangorn forest would approve. But then again, it is the the season to be cheerful! But before axe could be laid to bark, a high shrill whistle resounds and the perfect tree uproots itself and begins walking into the warm and cozy Dwarven hall. What few Dwarven children remain in Moria are surprised to see a yule totem plant itself right in the middle of the Great Feasting Chamber.

    High King Thorgrim Grudgebearer: Hmm, Im guessing a certain Grey wizard was able to put in a good word in our behalf to the tree folk.

    Runelord Kragg: Yes, Sire. Which means Gandalf could me nearby. I sure hope he drops into Moria sooner than later. I could use some lessons in his Fire Magicks. Could come in handy against that juggernaut of an Orc siege that is about to crush us.

    Here are some old school Citadel miners from the 80s.

    In the center is Foreman Brisket.

    He is the bossman (bossdwarf?) of Union Local Number 674 of the Miners Fellowship.

    Foreman Brisket: Big *** Mug Holder 674, reporting in...

    All the Dwarven Miners: Hooo Ahhh!

    On the left is a Hasslefree Dwarf(?) with new fangled eye tech for night vision. No greenskin is gonna be surprising this well prepared miner.

    And on the right is a fella with a bucket. Handy for lugging precious ore around. Gold nuggets, mithril nuggets, diamonds and rubies. Hey there fella, what you got in your bucket today? Oh, well Bugmans Beer will do in a pinch too, I suppose...

    And finally we have these 6 miners from the 90s era. Here at the Moria Reclamation Project we dont discriminate. All Dwarves of any era and manufacture have a place at our table. Long as they're willing and able to put an axe into a goblin, they are most definitely welcome.


    So there you have it, some fine new additions to the roster here in Moria. And if you recall from a previous post, these guys really do need to find their way to wherever Gimli is at. You might recall Gimli and his commanders had just discovered some lovely Mines that need... err... mining.

    Until next post!

    Oh I leave you with this little ditty written by a fine old bloke some time ago...

    "O! wandering folk, the summons heed!
    Come haste! Come haste! across the waste!
    The king of friend and kin has need.
    Now call we over mountains cold,
    'Come back unto the caverns old'!

    Here at the Gates the king awaits,
    His hands are rich with gems and gold.
    The king is come unto his hall
    Under the Mountain dark and tall."

    - Song for The King Under The Mountain

  10. #30


    Oldhammer Halflings, Hasslefree Dwarves, and New Terrain

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    Hail fellows and well met!

    This blog will be getting some love and updates again. Huzzah!

    Ive been rebasing all my figures from 25mm round to 20mm squares. That can only mean one thing… Im moving from skirmish gaming to mass combat fantasy.

    This blog started with:

    – 28mm LOTR/Song of Blades/basic D&D dungeon skirmish, then became
    – an Oldhammer 1st edition game blog, with larger and larger units

    As my retro lead miniatures collection has grown, my gaming table will now also expand in scope.
    Ive got alot of new terrain for battles above ground. Time to take the battle out of the dungeons, my little stunties. Similar to how Expert D&D to Basic, its about the Overland Wilderness adventure.

    The time has also come for my rules set to be upgraded as well. From now on, the story of the Dwarves of Moria will be told through the lens of…
    7th edition Warhammer Fantasy Battle, with the 6th Edition Ravening Hordes booklet for army lists.

    Onwards to some pics…

    An idyllic farmland on the southern borders of the Shire. A motley force of Hobbits approaches a group of Dwarves marching to Moria. They trade news of happenings in the wide world.

    Lobelia Sackville Baggins has taken command of the Shire Militia.

    Despite the fact that most of them are eating, drinking, or smoking pipeweed, the Hobbit Militia can be a dangerous foe. Especially when motivated by the ever present threat of Lobelia's broom.

    For the rest of the post see:


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