Time to clear out the rest of my Warhammer Fantasy Dwarf collection. Plus a few other things.
5 Unpainted Dwarf Slayers
That speck on his beard is just a loose paint chip from my Guard carrying case. :)
Painted Dwarf Slayer Unit
It's some of my best work, to be sure. And yes, that one on the left is naked with blue hand prints on his ass. :)
Painted Dwarf Warrior Unit
These guys are from GW's very first plastic Fantasy set back in 1990 or so. The one that came with 10 figures from each of 6 races (total of 60) for $30 or so. Of course this was back when you could get 20 metal models in a box set for $20.
The paint job is better than the figures themselves. :)
10 Unpainted Dwarf Warriors
These were originally going to be additional bodies for the painted unit above. I lost a shield somewhere...
Unpainted Thunderer Unit
12 metal Thunderers from the late 90's.
Painted Thunderer Unit
Here's some more sculpts from the late 80's.
Partially Painted Dwarf Hammerer Unit
This was the bodyguard for the King from my last sale.
Odd Dwarf Warrior Unit
This one's a bit odd. The command group are metal GW miniatures from the late 80's. While the plastic warriors are from a late-80's boxed game that was sold by Grenadier Miniatures. Back then Grenadier was the only way to get reasonably priced Dwarfs and Orks.
Prince Ulther's Imperial Dwarfs (The Dragon Company)
This one's a classic unit from the late 80's. The text on the back of the box was amusing:
King Ulfar Stonehammer of Karak-Ungor lay dying. Relatives and retainers were gathered round his bed with its four dragon-topped posts, chewing their beards in grief.
"Where is my son?" croaked the king, "Let him come to me."
A servant slipped out of the royal bedchamber and hurried to the Prince’s apartments. After a few minutes, Prince Ulther son of Ulfar entered the chamber, whistling cheerfully.
"Hello, father," he said, "Still here, then?"
"Well, that’s nice," gasped the king, "What about a bit of grief?" The Prince scratched his beard. "Of course I’ll miss you and all that," he said, "But then, I am going to be king when you’ve hung up your hammer. Will mixed feelings do?" The king raised his dimming eyes to the ceiling ."Come closer," he wheezed, "There are some things I must tell you before I die." The Prince approached the four-poster hopefully, as did the court scribe, quill in hand."My son," croaked the king, "I leave you the rulership of Karak-Ungor" - there was an uncomfortable shuffling among the king’s retainers at this point - "And I leave you my war-axe, with the dragon-etched blade...""Not the hammer?" interrupted the Prince, a little peevishly."Watch it or you won’t get the axe.""Sorry.""That’s better. And along with the axe, I leave you a duty. Years ago, I swore that I would never rest until the blight of Chaos was cut out from our race, and the Chaos Dwarfs were no more. I pass that oath on to you. I also pass on to you my oath to exterminate the Goblins and their foul kin. You shall form a warband from the very cream of our race, and take it out to destroy these two enemies. You shall not rest until you have completed your task, nor shall you return to Karak-Ungor, which will be ruled in your absence by my Chancellor, Gorm the Wise..."The king was interrupted at this point by a collective sigh from his retainers, some of whom openly started shaking hands. They were quelled by a stern glance fom the king, who carried on with his death-speech as the scribe wrote furiously. "You shall be called the Dragon Company." he continued, "Take for your standard a dragon-carved post from your father’s deathbed..."CRRRAACK!!!"Not now!" spluttered the king, from beneath the fallen canopy of his bed, "Oh, what’s the use?" And with that, he died.
BATTLECRY: "A Dragon! A Dragon!".Definitely one from GW's goofier days...
DEEDS: King Ulther son of Ulfar of Karak-Ungor settled quickly into the responsibilities of command, despite the doubts expressed openly by some of his father’s retainers. The Dragon Company’s most notable exploit was the raising of the siege of Karak-Gromni, when half the attacking Goblins turned to flight on hearing the Company’s battle-cry. Historians are divided over whether this was due to the Dragon Company’s fearsome reputation, or whether they thought a real dragon was coming.
Bugman's Dwarf Rangers
Here's another 80's box set. If I remember right, the copyrights on their base-tabs read 1985. This was the first or second sculpt for Bugman's Dwarf Rangers, and in my opinion, the best.
It's also some of my finest painting work. I think it took 12 hours per mini to complete. Which led to my coming up with ways to cut that down to the 3-4 hours I currently spend on infantry models.
I haven't used this Chimera since I finished my 6th set-back conversion.
High Elf On Griffon From Island Of Blood
I was originally going to turn this into a Tzeentch Daemon conversion. But I never got around to it.
(Incomplete) Colonel Schaeffer's Last Chancers
I sold off Rocket Girl and her loader a while back, but I finally decided that I'm not going to do anything with the rest of the models.