Full Mithril Jacket & Hobbit Bunker Pub

Buddies,

Oldhammering in Middle Earth has returned from the realm of Nagash.
Had some health troubles that prevented painting and gaming.
But my prayers to Sigmar have been answered and we are back in business!

We got some new pre-slotta Dwarves, some terrain, and some nice fluff.
There is one more Dwarf Quest that needs to be posted, but we will hold off on it for the moment.

Instead, we take you now to our story, in Dimrill Dale, a nice fertile valley outside of Moria's eastern entrance...

 New recruits have come to join the cause for freedom and beer-dom.

Its a rag-tag line of Dwarves who have come far and wide across the lands to help Moria in its hour of greatest need.
But have they come too late?

They are vintage pre-slotta Citadel Dwarves.
Some of them are coded from the old "Fantasy Tribes" line.
But some are collected and coded into the line known as:  C06 Dwarf Fighters /Dwarf Adventurers (solid base)

 As they enter Dimrill Dale they see a strange sight... a Hobbit hill home.
What in Durin's beard is going on here?
Wasnt this supposed to be a Dwarven colony?
This looks more like an idyllic halfling vacation resort!

 They see a Dwarven Engineer scolding some rascally looking Hobbits.

 Burlock Damminson:  Hobbits!  You were tasked to build a bunker.  That looks nothing like a fortification!

Pippin:  Yeah... but its cozy and there's crumpets and tea inside...

Burlock Damminson:  Crumpets are not a military feature!

Merry:  They can eradicate hunger though!

Burlock Damminson:  But will it repel an Uruk-Hai assault?!

Pippin:  It might... did I tell you about the beer cellar?  There is an ice cold tap that Nindalf magically enchanted to be at near perfect temperature for a nice tall Bugmans draught.

Burlock Damminson:  (wipes his sweaty brow, looks up at the high noon sun, licks his lips)  Hmm...  no.  But I am willing to inspect it... for military soundness, of course.  Lead on, lil' Hobbits.

 The front entrance of the Hobbit Bunker Pub.

This is a Ziterdes terrain piece, of course.
I didnt know the front piece was sold separately though.
So its rather plain looking at the moment, until I get one.
There is a choice of two fronts, I plan to get the one with proper Hobbit round windows and door.
I should remember it, now that Ive blogged it, since its been sitting there for nigh a year without a door.

The top of the hill has a winding path that leads to its summit.
Is that a pony at the top of the Bunker Pub?
And why is there a pony up there?
The Hobbits would reply:  Why not, eh? 

 Ah, its Bill the Pony!
Brave companion to the fellowship!

 Side view of Pub Hill

 On the other side of Pub Hill there's a side door, guarded by a Hobbit with his bow (and fried chicken drumstick!)

 The new Dwarves continue onwards and are greeted by a welcoming committee!

The pre-slottas are approached by 2 dwarves of legend - The Baron, Lastro Lupinthral, and their entourage Cheery and Fifer.
Lastro checks his clipboard and points at the newly arrived dwarfs and says "Thats them alright."
Fifer plays a merry tune, Cheery cheers, and the drummer drums.

 Left to Right:  Fifer Dwarf, Cheery Dwarf, Banner Bearer, and Drummer

The Banner and Drummer Dwarves are new to the blog.
They arent pre-slotta but they are 90s metal Dwarves.

 Left to Right:  The Baron, Lastro Lupinthral

The Baron:  I am The Baron, your senior drill instructor.  From now on, you will speak only when spoken to, and the first and last words out of your sewers will be "Sir".  Do you maggots understand that? (Sir, yes, sir!) If you ladies leave my island, if you survive recruit training, you will be a weapon. You will be a minister of death praying for war. But until that day you are pukes. You are the lowest form of life on Middle-Earth.  Now let me see your war-face! (AAAAAaaaa!) You dont scare me, work on it.

Lastro Lupinthral:  (whispers in the Baron's ear)  But sir, these are pre slotta dwarfs i dont think they need training!

The Baron:  Nonsense! Lets see how well they handle... beer training!  Test out that Hobbit tavern there!  Attack those tankards of frosty cold brew!  And those fresh baked tasty cakes with kingsfoil frosting!  And smoke those recently arrived stocks of Hobbit pipeweed!

 Left to Right:  Angst Fleishmann, Gitas the Brazen, The Baron, Lastro

As the pre-slottas prepare to enter the pub to combat thirst and hunger, 2 of them talk to the Baron and Lastro.

Gitas the Brazen:  Hail and well met Baron. and Sir Lastro!

The Baron:  Good to see ya buddies!

Gitas the Brazen:  I hear there are lots of Dwarf Kings gathered here.

The Baron:  Yeah and one Queen too.  Lets see, there's High King Thorgrim of Everpeak, Slayer King Ungrim Ironfist of Karak Kadrin, Thorin King under the Mountain, Queen Helgar, Prince Ulther of Karak Ungor who should be king now that his father passed away, our fellow Lord of Legend King Gorin, King Alrik of Karak Hirn, and well there is that White Dwarf fella who they say might be Grombrindal.

Gitas the Brazen:  So why aren't we "in" Moria again, what are we doing outside in Dimril Dale?

The Baron:  Minor setback, theres a Balrog in Moria.

Gitas the Brazen:  Oh...

The Baron:   Well, he is coming out and about to descend on us with the full might of all his minions.  Should be exciting...

Gitas the Brazen:  Well, looks like we came just in time.

The Baron:  Aye, now lets get in that hobbit tavern before the cakes get cold.

Gitas the Brazen:  Do we have time for that?  You know... with the Balrog coming and all?

The Baron:  Dont worry.  They got that all figured out, we cant be attacked before the 3 quests are done and return.

Gitas the Brazen:  Quests?

The Baron:  Ahh shhhh. (elbows Gitas in the ribs) top secret stuff.  The High Command sent 3 teams to locations unknown - to get our Silmarilion swag on!  Magic weapons, treasures, and maybe some allies too!  Im sure it will work out, Balin is out there. Good bloke, that Balin.  And his chaos dwarf buddies are just a bit misunderstood.  Moody lot, but good in a scrap!


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Now for some close ups of the pre-slotta Dwarves!

 Left to Right:  Bantar One-Eye, Olaf Thorginson, Sgt Kalassa

Im pulling the names from a White Dwarf ad called "the Original Dwarfs Flyer"
Bantar One-Eye is a female Dwarf.
Sgt Kalassa is an eastern Dwarf.  I wonder if he is an Easterling then?

  Left to Right: Landor Heavyhammer, Bambar Lumpmace, Eupractus Warrior Maid


Eupractus is a formidable female Dwarf name, if I ever heard one!
Bambar Lumpmace is a great name too, try yelling BAMBAR at the top of your lungs and see for yourself!

These Dwarves have battled the foes of the Dwarves even before the "C Series" came to be slotta based. 

 

They are grizzled old veterans from "a thousand psychic wars"... they are Citadel pre slotta Dwarfs!


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So, there's the post!  And a happy 3rd year anniversary for the blog.
And with a fitting nod to the great R Lee Ermey as well.
Dwarven handgunners and cannons... 3 round volley for the honorable dead.

Ah theres also a Moorcock reference there at the end via Blue Oyster Cult.

We need to get the result of the 3rd Quest out there.
The pics and game were taken awhile ago, I just need to put fingers to keyboard to post it.
And I tell ya, its a doozy!


Also, I do have alot of pics of painted figures and terrain to show off, just need to find the words to accompany them.


Cheers,
Mar