Slave to Darkness
Baron
Where do the locals bury their dead? If your wife has Skellybois you need a graveyard.
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MichaelStockin
Lord
A good question. I am still undecided.
My current thinking is that with the village being Taal biased there is no shrine to Morr, and when locals pass beyond the veil they send to Leichberg and a priest visits the village to perform last rites.
My thinking is that there is a cemetery though, perhaps one from the olden days when the locals venerated Gadd, but not a graveyard.
Or maybe they bury them in the barrows as was custom before the times of the Empire.
As for my wifes undead, they were raised in Sylvania and when they reach Heiligsheld as part of their unholy mission they will be wearing the rags of their uniforms from they served as living soldiers of that dread county.
My current thinking is that with the village being Taal biased there is no shrine to Morr, and when locals pass beyond the veil they send to Leichberg and a priest visits the village to perform last rites.
My thinking is that there is a cemetery though, perhaps one from the olden days when the locals venerated Gadd, but not a graveyard.
Or maybe they bury them in the barrows as was custom before the times of the Empire.
As for my wifes undead, they were raised in Sylvania and when they reach Heiligsheld as part of their unholy mission they will be wearing the rags of their uniforms from they served as living soldiers of that dread county.
MichaelStockin
Lord
Nah, as long as the Priest of Morr performs the last rites then their immortal souls are safe.
Plus, Stirlanders are a canny lot, they bury the bodies upside down so that confuses the Counts Men should they try and raise them from the ground.
Plus, Stirlanders are a canny lot, they bury the bodies upside down so that confuses the Counts Men should they try and raise them from the ground.
MichaelStockin
Lord
FLEGLERS
Whilst not a part of the Counts garrison as such; after all who would want religious fanatics living with you day in and day out, there is a semi regular presence of flagellants in the area, being so close to the borders with unholy Sylvania there can often be found a group of Morrite Fleglers heading into that dread county to purge the area and cleanse with the lash and rod.
One such group is shown below.
They call themselves The Children of Morr.
First we have Brother Verfechter who found Morr after his village bar him were killed by marauding greenskins, believing himself spared for a greater purpose he has become an extreme devotee of Morr bent on ridding the Empire of all goblinoids.
The large and heavy metal pole he carries with chains attached was once the giant clapper from the bell in the villages chapel to Verena. He thinks it apt that he will meet out justice on the greenskins with it.
Brother Holbein is the oldest devotee of the Children of Morr, he carries the holy books of the cult including Songs of the Raven and, Libro dei Morti, not only this but he is a keen illustrator and makes engravings of the deeds of the Children of Morr to serve as guidance for those that follow after them.
The head of the Children of Morr is Brother Schmid, he has studied and re-studied all the books of Morr and is the most versed in the holy scriptures. Konrad Schmid believes alcohol unburdens the mind and frees the soul making it closer to Morrs kingdom, it also happens to dull the pain of the whips…
Next is Brother Selig who is quite possibly the loudest man alive, his deep booming voice and cries of litany spur the rest of the group on, he was quite odd before turning to Morr and wields two lashes as he self flagellates, he has the highest pain threshold of them all.
Finally we have Brother Messias who believes himself to the son of Morr and is always the closest to frenzy, or true divinity as he calls it, even now we can see him working himself into a fervour with his eyes rolled back in his head.
He wears a crown of thorns to show is closeness to Morr as he believes it shows he is his father’s authority in the land of the living.
They are all Marauder Flegers, Brother Scmid is a conversion.
He was originally bought as a drunk priest for when I was dabbling in Mordheim, and was planning a Stirland Warband, as such I chopped off the club and replaced it with a gin bottle. I carved the heart off the book and made a very basic hourglass. I also added another bottle hanging from his belt and a fish as it seemed like a Mordheim thing to do.
I did not put too much effort into painting them as they will only be used in a single game during my Warm Ale and Mud campaign, and knowing my luck they will fail to frenzy and not kill a single thing, so why bother ....
Anyway, it is good to have a finished them as that only leaves one more unit to do!!
Woop.
Whilst not a part of the Counts garrison as such; after all who would want religious fanatics living with you day in and day out, there is a semi regular presence of flagellants in the area, being so close to the borders with unholy Sylvania there can often be found a group of Morrite Fleglers heading into that dread county to purge the area and cleanse with the lash and rod.
One such group is shown below.
They call themselves The Children of Morr.
First we have Brother Verfechter who found Morr after his village bar him were killed by marauding greenskins, believing himself spared for a greater purpose he has become an extreme devotee of Morr bent on ridding the Empire of all goblinoids.
The large and heavy metal pole he carries with chains attached was once the giant clapper from the bell in the villages chapel to Verena. He thinks it apt that he will meet out justice on the greenskins with it.
Brother Holbein is the oldest devotee of the Children of Morr, he carries the holy books of the cult including Songs of the Raven and, Libro dei Morti, not only this but he is a keen illustrator and makes engravings of the deeds of the Children of Morr to serve as guidance for those that follow after them.
The head of the Children of Morr is Brother Schmid, he has studied and re-studied all the books of Morr and is the most versed in the holy scriptures. Konrad Schmid believes alcohol unburdens the mind and frees the soul making it closer to Morrs kingdom, it also happens to dull the pain of the whips…
Next is Brother Selig who is quite possibly the loudest man alive, his deep booming voice and cries of litany spur the rest of the group on, he was quite odd before turning to Morr and wields two lashes as he self flagellates, he has the highest pain threshold of them all.
Finally we have Brother Messias who believes himself to the son of Morr and is always the closest to frenzy, or true divinity as he calls it, even now we can see him working himself into a fervour with his eyes rolled back in his head.
He wears a crown of thorns to show is closeness to Morr as he believes it shows he is his father’s authority in the land of the living.
They are all Marauder Flegers, Brother Scmid is a conversion.
He was originally bought as a drunk priest for when I was dabbling in Mordheim, and was planning a Stirland Warband, as such I chopped off the club and replaced it with a gin bottle. I carved the heart off the book and made a very basic hourglass. I also added another bottle hanging from his belt and a fish as it seemed like a Mordheim thing to do.
I did not put too much effort into painting them as they will only be used in a single game during my Warm Ale and Mud campaign, and knowing my luck they will fail to frenzy and not kill a single thing, so why bother ....
Anyway, it is good to have a finished them as that only leaves one more unit to do!!
Woop.
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MichaelStockin
Lord
Thanks, I would not (do not?) normally do a bit for each model, but with such a small unit I felt the need.
Citizen Sade
Baron
I agree with Eric. Nice blacks and back story. Thought about dirtying them up a bit? They look a bit freshly laundered and WD40'd to me 
MichaelStockin
Lord
Thanks, I did think about that with all my models but have decided against it as when I do it on the undead it will be all that more obvious.
Though the soles of their feet are muddy
Though the soles of their feet are muddy