Fellow antipodean oldhammerer Captain Crooks (check out his sweet blog with some hilarious battle reports among lots of other cool stuff here) recently got back from a far off distant land, I had assumed him lost at sea, but to my surprise he had somehow returned from his perilous journey. Pressing a mysterious cardboard box into my hands he gasped madly "take this, it is now yours, I can no longer endure its burden" and ran off cackling.
The box hummed with an unholy energy. It called to me to open it. I was helpless to resist the urge of the other-worldly force."Lead! Glorious lead!" I exclaimed as I tore open the box and succumbed to insanity.
That is the last thing I remember until just moments ago, when I regained consciousness, covered in paint and with these newly painted figures on my desk.
That explains why I haven't posted in a while.
Magus
Ogryn Hybrid
Ork Hybrid
Space Marine Terminators
