Saje

UK Based Open to offers.

Full Lynch Crew including all cards and upgrades and following models:
Lynch (painted, slightly converted to hold floating cards instead of Skeleton)
Hungering Darkness (painted)
2x Beckoners (1 painted, 1 part painted)
Mr Graves (painted)
Mr Tannen (painted)
3x Illuminated (all part painted)
3x Depleted (all part painted)

£50 including postage

Brewmaster Crew including all cards and upgrades and following models:
Brewmaster (undercoated)
Apprentice Wesley 
Fingers
3x Moon Shinobi (painted)
Nightmare edition Whiskey Golem (slightly converted, no Gremlins playing around him, hand changed to look like punching)

All the crew has had wooden decorative bases made and some of the models have metal drinking accesories added
£35 including postage

Wong Crew including all cards and upgrades and following models:
Wong 
Lovely Assistant
3x Lightning Bugs
Mancha Roja
Lucky Effigy
random converted Bayou Gremlin (perfect to bounce lightning attacks off...)

£25 including postage

So excited for this! Wish we could get more locals involved haha! 

Hi guys my payday came a little too late for Gencon, so I'm now looking to buy the Asami boxset for an Oni's Wrath. 

I know it's a long shot, but I'm hoping someone bought it and changed their mind. I'm uk based but would be willing to pay import costs. 

Many thanks guys

Just a quick question, as the shadow emissary is not yet in general release, but proxies using avatars for other emissaries are allowed, will a proxy of the shadow emissary be allowed with a printout of the card from the book?

Also, slight follow up to that, if a model was purchased during Easter sale/gencon but is not in general release yet what's the protocol there? 

Also with regards to proxies does the model have to be officially released?

I'm presuming not fixed lists but fixed faction? The rules pack just seems to say you need the models to play a 50pt game, but doesn't seem to mention anything about whether or not it's fixed lists or choose each game.

Any update on this for iOS?

don't know if you went to the rules forums but it has already been discussed. 

The 'may' gives you the option to discard it if you so wish, you don't have to, but if you don't you can't attach. 

'may discard to attach' (simplified) it's like saying 'may pay more to get more' you don't have to pay more, but you don't get more if you don't pay

Yeh true, i was just hoping someone would be as excited as i am and put them up from getting them at Gencon haha. Wishful thinking.

I don't have them yet was hoping to read up on them haha.

Has anyone wrote up a pull my finger article for the new Starter box Neverborn miniatures? I was just looking on there but either my search-fu is weak or they haven't been wrote up yet.

I would never take it against Hamelin. You can't distract hamelin or nix, and can sac most of the stuff you can get it on. You'd be reduced to distracting the stuff that's required for the rat farm.

I'm trying to get to grips with the idea of running Brewmaster as a Ten Thunders master, but the big issue i seem to be having trouble with is whether or not to take Moon Shinobi or Fermented River Monks.

They both do equal amounts of damage, but the differences at quite big if you ask me. It would be easy to hit that +4 poison for the reactivate on the monks, and they don't take damage from the poison, but the Moon shinobi has the various pushes (his 0 action and the poison damage push) and the Drunken Gremlin Kung fu ability. 

What's everyones experiences with them so far? What would you recommend?

I do that too, although that's not very intuitive, and I was wondering if this was something that the people who have designed wyrd' site are aware of.

I haven't been able to find a topic around discussing this, but are people aware that the main front page mobile version of wyrd-games.net is messed up on the iPhone? Whenever I load it up all I get is this:

http://imgur.com/MyDBLfV

Anything available? Also where are you based? I have some warnachine I'm looking to trade

Thanks and thanks go to Justin for the quick reply!

Tbh, i kinda wanted to be wrong cause there's so many upgrades i'd love to take on Shenlong.

This just recently came to me whilst reading a battle report on the avatars forum, and has sparked a little debate in my head and with my housemate aswell.

Shenlong's 0 ability Monk of Many Styles reads:

Has anyone actually already recieved any of their stuff they pledged for yet?

As title says, i can't seem to find any information on the Malifaux RPG that the Kickstarte was run for. What happened to the multipart generic plastic character models? What happened to the rulebook being released?

thankyou for your comments, and i understand what you mean.

The main reason for the brief cut off was that this was originally intended as a brief, short story. i wanted to include the original encounter to give you some feel behind the main character, then move onto some action. i knew the story would go on too long if i included the full events, so i decided to do a small portion of each. however what you have said has been taken on board and noted, it was something i was aware of and was slightly afraid of aswell.

If you're having trouble with the photography, cool mini or not has some great tutorials. It made a huge difference in my photography.

See I used to have this awesome camera, which took awesome picture of my models. Superb pictures. But the wife took it in the divorce. So I bought myself a new one, made sure it had macro and everything and no matter what I do I can't get it to focus on the little buggers! I don't like it. I'm considering taking it back.

Ok, I've always wanted to do some writing for myself, and I've written many shirt stories about different things but never shared any with anyone else. This short story was written in the space of about an hour or two last night, and I really wanted to post it to see what you all think. I don't mind if you want to be brutal, I would like criticisms if you have any, just generally let me know what you think and don't hold back. (by the way this is my first ever first person short story :S)

I'm sat in Old John's Saloon, and the shiver runs down my spine again. I take another swig of my whisky and check that my pistol is loose in it's holster. Difference between life and death round these parts, slow draw will probably cost you your life. The pistol is dear to me, used to be my livelihood when I was part of the Guild. I run my finger over the inlaid filigree on the handle and let my mind wander.

I recall my first year after coming through the breach. I had such life ahead of me. A good job, Guardsmen of the guild, lots of promotion prospects. I met a young lady at one of the governor's fancy balls, she went by the name of Isabelle, I wonder where she is now and whether or not she remembers me. Most importantly of all, however, I had my sanity.

I'd like to talk about that for a while. Sanity. Seems like such a simple thing, it's not something you obtain or work towards, you are just automatically sane. Then something happens, a traumatic event, an overactive imagination, or a harrowing experience. For me it was the events of one particular night that caused me to lose my sanity. And now when I close my eyes all I see are the faces of those people that died. All I hear in my dreams are their wails, screams and cries for help. And it haunts me. Haunts me that I could't do anything to help them, haunts me that I didn't TRY to do anything to help them, but most of all haunts me that I did't want to help them.

The doors to the saloon bang open and it awakens me from my daydream. I notice the rocks in my whiskey have all but melted, which means I was gone for a while this time. I look hazily round the bar, nothing but the seedy lowlife scum you expect in a place like this. I finish my whiskey and lean over my shoulder to signal the bartender for another. He nods and starts pouring. When I turn back to the table a stranger is sat opposite me. He is sat with his chair backwards, leaning on the backrest with his forearms. He has a large black rimmed hat on his head, and a long duster jacket. A small badly rolled cigarette hangs lazily from the side of his mouth. He flicks his hat and nods at me. As he puts his arm back on the chair I notice he is carrying a brace cleverly hidden under the duster.

"what can I do you for?" I ask him. I make a point of keeping my voice low, so as to not draw attention.

"I've heard you're the man I'm looking for, I have a job for you" the man replies. There is a moment of silence as the bartender places my drink on the table, the stranger produces a coin and flicks it to the barman. I take a slow slip of the whiskey.

"what's the job?" I ask

"a simple find and retrieve. My wife.." I notice he falters whilst saying this "...has lost a priceless family heirloom, she wants it returning"

"I'm sure you're capable of returning it yourself"

"unfortunately, my time is limited, my wallet, however, is not"

"how much are you paying?" I ask, his comment about his wallet hooked me line and sinker.

"as much as you need"

I rapidly shake the empty shells out of my revolver and reload as fast as I can. I hear running footsteps and know I don't have much time. I dive from behind the barrel and relocate to behind a pillar. This gives me a perfect angle to see the stairs and get the first shot off. The bodies of the house's occupants littler the floor creating an awkward obstacle course. I see the shadow moving down the spiral staircase, getting slower and more apprehensive as it approaches the bottom. I cock the revolver and get ready to shoot. I'm prepared to kill what comes round that corner, prepared for anything...

Except this.

As the figure slowly walks into the light of the lantern I am astounded by her beauty. Long strawberry blonde locks flow over a very revealing night dress, her luscious red lips shine in the lamplight. She turns to look my way and the most beguiling smile I've ever seen in my life comes onto her perfectly defined facial features. My gaze wanders down her neck, onto her ample bosom and down to her silky smooth legs. As I look back up I notice the necklace I have been sent here to obtain is around her neck. I look back upto her face and suddenly notice that the gorgeous smile has been replaced by a wicked grin.

She springs across the room lightning fast and grabs my pistol hand before I can even aim it. She rakes her fingernails down my arm and draws blood, I immediately drop my pistol from the pain. My instincts jump into play and I headbutt her right between the eyes. Her blood sprays all over my face and I feel her drop to the floor. I wipe the blood from my eyes but when I open them again she's gone. I pick up my pistol and check again that it is loaded. I take a look around the room but the girl is nowhere to be seen. I head toward the stairs, but as I'm about to go up, the lamp goes out plunging the whole room into darkness.

I'm pretty certain I can hear crying, a sobbing perhaps. I stand perfectly still and see if I can locate the crying through just the sound. The sobbing picks up, it sounds like 2 maybe 3 people crying now. I start to question whether or not I'm awake, am I dreaming again? No, it can't be. Dreams are accompanied by visions, and all I can see here is pitch black. The sobbing rises in pitch again, it sounds like a small group now, almost deafening. I feel around to try and find the lamp, just as I find it the light comes back on.

It takes my eyes a moment to adjust to the light, when I turn around there's a young boy standing in the centre of the room. He's holding a stuffed teddy and sucking his thumb. I level my revolver at him, knowing I can't trust anything I see now.*

"that's not nice mister" the child says. He throws his teddy into the darkened corner of the room. "you should always play nice"

"I've had my fill of playing nice tonight lad" I say "now tell me, where did the girl go?"

"girl? What girl? There's no girl here, just me, teddy and Lord Chompy bits" this piece of information scares the life out of me, anyone who has a friend called Lord Chompy bits has to be someone you should be afraid of. I suddenly notice movement in the corner of the room where the teddy was thrown, as I look over all I see is two, glowing, evil red eyes. I realise I'm in to deep here, and bolt up the stairs behind me. I hear the child shout something, and then I hear a pair of heavy footsteps come after me. As I reach the top of the stairs I notice the moonlight shining through a window at the end of the corridor. I run to the window and try to force it open, but it won't budge. I turn around Just in time to see a large Teddy bear round the corner at the top of the stairs, it turns it's evil red eyes on me and opens a gummy tooth filled mouth and smiles. I flip my revolver over and smash the glass with the butt, it breaks easily, and I frantically try to clear as much glass away as possible. The Teddy starts lumbering slowly towards me, and I can feel the terror pulsing through my veins. I manage to clean an average size hole out of the window, and just as the teddy is about to lunge at me I leap out.

I hit the floor hard and immediately go into a roll. I stand up and find I've sprained my ankle, but the pain is nothing compared to my terror. I hobble run away from the building as fast as I can, never looking back as I go.

gah, i wish i could figure my camera out. until that point here's a dodgy photo of Ikiryo

wanted to stick to the black/white sceme. it doesn't come accross on the pictures but the yellow around her eyes is a slight glow.

gah! you're right! ah well, i'm not changing it now, i tried to understand the flow of it all, but couldn't get it right, so i resorted to just copying the Studio mini, but obviously i fudged up!