my part of the fluff

From chasms between the snowy mountains, dark pillars of smoke rise. Sentries are posted in positions; word has been sent to local bandit leaders to bring their men in service for gold. The furnaces of Praagengrad war factory have been lit.

About two years ago, when I was young and optimistic, I decided to make an empire engineer army. Starting with swordmen and handgunners I begun to paint an army to replace my belowed, but much (physically) suffered Skaven, of whom’s paint job I am not excatly proud. A more fitting term might be ashamed; ashamed like a father of his hideously mutated penguin-like child.

The project stayed frozen for some time, while I was doing some other stuff, but last fall, I decided to grap the bull by it’s balls and start painting again. And hey: There was a new Empire book coming! Surely it would be viable to wield an engineer army! Perhaps even engineers!

Well, the new book came and brought it’s friends, disappointment and bitterness, but finally my sense of optimism has begun to return. Maybe I can’t wield an engineer that does something useful, but I can have an army with lots of guns. A sort of cult-like army with guns. Enter the background:

In World’s Edge Mountains, there’s a weapons factory with a small casttle called ”Praagengrad”, named after the closest big city, Praag. It used to produce guns for the Empire’s army, but after Archaon’s onslaught near and around it, it’s production stopped due to shortage in men and supplies.

During the months following Archaon’s defeat, the castle was besieged by local bandits and stray monsters, time during which the master of the guard, captain Grigorus kept his men in order with fist and sword. Only with the help of a small coterie of Gold wizards who occupied a part of the workshops the soldiers were able to push the attackers back time after time.

After some time, a salvation did arrive in the form of a remnant of a huge band of flagellants and priests, scattered after the final battle against Archaon; traveling around to find servants of chaos to fight against. They were led by a charismatic priest, who quickly turned the guard on his side. Grigorus had little choice but to offer his sword to the cause of Sigmar himself.

Now the priests have decided to hire local bandits and robbers, stubborn in their belief that these criminals would sooner or later see the light, so to speak. Led by their infamous leader, Pegasus Bill, these cut-throats are ranked under Grigorus' command.

The work has begun, and soon the war will be brought to the enemies of Empire and Sigmar!


Resolute in my aim not to make the post too long, I’ll deal with the painting & modeling part of the army later.

-a