Saturday 21 July 2012

Blood Fang Boar Boyz

Deep in the southern continent, I came across these savages thundering about the plains whooping and yelling, taking on anyone they came across who they didn't take to, which was just about everyone they met!

Mad as a room full of mad things they were. Liked nothing better than a quick bite from some poisonous gribbly or other to boost their adrenaline. I don't know who was in more danger, them as was bitten or them as was doing the biting! They actually thought their warpaint was as good as six inches of Dwarf steel! And they had this weird geezer who jumped about everywhere, whimpering one minute and screeching the next. He was some sort of shaman and they called him "Fellwind".......

I reckon you can guess why.

Dangerous don't cover it.

Krag

A group of the mad so-and-so's, all chargy and shouty.

They even bring their venomous friends along for a fight. I'd keep this yellow blighter a good pole's length away from me too.

All teeth and warpaint.......

......not to mention bare butt cheeks

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