Wednesday 18 April 2018

Necromunda 2

Another post? What is the world coming to.

As mentioned in the last post I wanted the Necromunda figures to be more than just run of the mill gangers, Each needs to be a character in their own right.

Our plan for the Necromunda is to play it more freely without the constraints of a gang and campaign, narrative driven games and character led forces. We will get creative with the models we build and I also plan in giving each one a back story of some kind.

So here is the first two biographies, The Good Doctor and The Sisters.

The Good Doctor

No one remembers a time when The Good Doctor was not offering his services to the denizens of the Underhive. His name graces the history of many a family with bedtime tales told by parents of a great uncle or great grandmother being patched up or gaining a bionic by the robed figure who appears in a time of need. He is just part of the background…part of the Hive. People would not question where he came from or why he is there anymore than they would question the many bulkheads that make up their world. He provides a service, one that comes with no questions asked, all for a very reasonable price.

While he seems to never change over the years those who accompany him, providing assistance in his work or helping the each transaction to go smoothly, do change. No one knows or really cares where these assistants come from or eventually end up.

Those who have received his attention speak of having a sense of unease in his presence. They find while he will interact with then his head will not linger but instead drift away, as though distracted by other matters. However the Servo Skull hardwired into his body never wavers in its calculating gaze…gangers’ joke that it’s like the Servo skull itself was in fact The Good Doctor and the head which bobs around is nothing more than a poor attempt to seem human… 

The Sisters,
Patience and Honesty De Mort.

As he looked upon his two twin girls he knew he couldn’t lose them to the gangs. Their mother was already lost, lost to the life of a ganger and the thrill of running with her ‘family’. They must look to the Emperor to help guide them in life, with his stewardship his girls will be safe and with that his own life will have been worth something. Patience and Honesty looked into his eyes and made no sound.

They mirrored each other so perfectly he took to dressing one in red and one in black so he could be sure who was who. They were quick of wit and quick of movement. Intelligence shone from their eyes yet barely a word passed their lips. He puzzled that while they would reply to his attempts at conversation they never exchanged words with anyone else…including each other, yet appeared to know the mind of the other without fail. Acting in unison without a need it seemed to agree on a course of action.

Amongst the corridors of the hab blocks they grew and explored. The two quiet girls would be found silently watching people as they worked, fought or tried to enjoy the few moments of peace found in a Hivers life. Furtive looks in their direction grew; rumours of their behaviour spread and words of disquiet were soon being muttered in deliberate volumes to be over heard.

He had to act. The Emperor gave him the will and strength to protect his girls. Gathering up his few belongings and Credits and with Patience to his right and Honesty to his left he led them hand in hand into the Underhive.

Of the strange girls and the anxious father memories faded and the whispered conversations between their former neighbours passed onto other concerns and worries. The cycle of short life and painful death continued on its path.

On his journeys amongst those he claimed to be his friend and patients The Good Doctor passed through a hab block, just like every other hab block in every Hive on Necromunda, weary eyes watched him pass, some with worry, others with patient hope. Following behind came his two companions. In silence they moved, creations clad in cold steel with a gaze that burned with intelligence and something hard to define.

All but identical in design yet marked out as different as one came in red, while the other came in black.

These are the first drafts, I'm sure I'll tweak them somewhat as I build on The Good Doctor's history and build more characters.

Tuesday 17 April 2018

Necromunda 1

An actual blog post. With models.

I am somewhat enthused by the new Necromunda, speaking to the Specialist Games designers and seeing what is coming at the Weekender has really given me a push into doing something for it.

While I do like the new gang models a lot I am not really fussed into doing a gang from one of the Houses.

I am more interested in the Bounty Hunters and Hired Guns, there seems to be a lot of scope for characters and going your own way.

While the Bounty Hunter list is not out yet in White Dwarf I have already started putting some figures together.

There is no real plan, i'm just seeing where it takes me.

I started by breaking up and rebuilding the Goliath model I got free at an event at WHW as well as building the first two of the Hired Guns I picked up from Forge World.

I replaced the shaft of his weapon with a bit of brass rod. Drilling out the hand was a tense thing.

I picked up an Orlock sprue for bits. First guy is a little obsessed with knives.

Since then I started with a couple of sisters, who, let's say have gone through some changes.

They are called Patience and Honesty.

Also from a Sicarian set I knocked up a couple of sentry drones...

After them we have The Good Doctor

I'm having fun with these. They still not some cleaning up etc and I have another on the chopping block as we speak.

They'll all be getting back stories.

More to come.