Posted by jameswilson726
Some time ago I left the hallowed homelands of the Creator of Man and strapped on a set of pointy ears. There was a lot of killiness that went on (I was mostly on the receiving end, it must be said) but my heart felt hollow. Something was missing. As time passed I came to realise that I felt cold. No amount of Myrmidon based fun would warm it. Except the Pheonix. It sets fire to things. I always liked setting fire to things. (Using the medium of a wargame to do it seems like the best possible channel for this it must be said) So I looked again at my options and it became clear that there was one choice for me. My burninating heart desired the warming presence of grilled heathen.
My first faction had to be the way to go. So with my arms bound I presented myself to the Scrutators for the inevitable wracking. Once my penance has been served I will return to my first love, Feora. Only now I have a stabby option as well in the form of Thyra. These lovely ladies are to be my chosen concubines of Warmachine, as dangerous a prospect as that seems.
This does however create something of a dilemma. I have been saving for a Mountain King with which to squashify and eat things. Now I need to decide if I want to cook things or eat them. I cannot see sufficient monies coming to me anytime soon that will allow me to do both, so what to do. I’m fairly sure I know, since the first pictures of the Judicator nearly swayed me back to Menoth on their own, where this decision will go. Plus Epic Feora was always my favorite and she loves her a Judicator. All I need to do is resist buying any other shinies before I have to coinage for a Judicator. So I have managed to swap all the Elfin toys for the correct and proper burny things and I intend to show what I paint on here, as any blogger worth his salt would. I really must try getting more actual Bloggery done rather than just advertising everyones new toys I can’t afford! but anyway….