Hello all! I lurked here for a while, and I think I should contribute to the forum. So, I've decided to share my pictures and stories with you all.
These state troops are heavily WiP, but I think they're coming along nicely.
I also wrote a little piece of fluff for the army.
Dietrich Feuerbach stared at the man before him incredulously. He would not have given the man a second glance if this was a normal day, but this was far from a normal day. First, a Dark Elf attack, and when that was repelled a ragged band of men marching into his camp without a worry and claiming to have served under his missing father.
He frowned as he thought of his father, the Elector Count of Talabecland who had vanished one day, leaving no trace of his disappearance. Yet, before him was a man claiming to know where his father was. He often wondered how Helmut would have reacted to his illegitimate son, an accomplished warrior in his own right and the leader of his very own mercenary company. Well, he would find out soon.
“Ask the blacksmith to repair your weapons and have the tailors mend your troops’ uniforms. After that, report to Hans, commander of the Talabecland regiment. We march in a few days.” He stood and smiled. “Welcome to the Blackfeather Band, Herr Julian.”