During the summer I tend to be out a lot, the pressure of work is high and finding time to paint miniatures isn’t always easy. I tend to start projects left, right and centre, and then find myself without time to complete them. By the time I sit down at the painting desk again something else has seized my attention. Now, however, winter has rolled around once again, the nights have drawn in and the days are cold and grim. Time to finish some of those part-painted miniatures which the hobby butterfly had previously danced around. Over the next few days I’m aiming to fight once again the endless battle against the tide of unfinished projects – starting with this hulking Ogre Irongut.
When I put together my Ogre warband for Warcry a few months ago I decided that one of the elite Ironguts would make a fine option to call upon should the puny species which attempt to defy the mighty Ogres prove tougher than expected. I started him whilst riding a wave of enthusiasm for the fat lads and now I’ve finally gathered that energy once again and got him finished.
I do enjoy painting Ogres, and the Ironguts are amongst my favourite models in the range so although I wouldn’t want to commit to exactly when I’m going to tackle more of them expect to see them lumbering over the horizon sooner or later.
The eternal mystery of just who ate all the pies (the burgers and the fries) has been solved – it was these fat bastards. They also ate the pie salesman, his pie stall and the car he drove up in. Yes, it’s true – filled with enthusiasm for my ogre project I cracked on and painted up the leadbelcher, the one who brings a cannon to the knife-fights of Warcry.
I made one slight tweak to the stock model, adding a cannon wheel to the gun to make it look even more like he’s just picked the thing up (to the horror of the poor humans or dwarves who’d been crewing it and thought they were safely behind the lines). From some angles it covers up his pretty face but that’s a sacrifice I can make!
Of course the ogre army has never been just about the fat boys, someone needs to do all the work that the ogres are too big or lazy to bother with, not to mention providing a handy meal if times get tough. This role goes to the gnoblars, little greenskins related to goblins who live symbiotically with the ogres, doing the menial tasks so that the big guys can concentrate on eating and fighting, whilst being protected from danger by their bulky, aggressive masters (at least until said masters fancy a snack). Thus the final touch the warband required was a pair of the little dudes.
With these three additions the warband is complete – and turned around from start to finish in a week no less!
Here’s the whole crew, ready to get out there and pick a fight. I like to think that the gnoblar on the left is spoiling for a fight, backed up by his big pals, whilst the one on the right with his drooping ears and worried expression has a rather more pessimistic opinion of their chances!
I’ve enjoyed working on these a lot so I may well come back to them at some point, I have a few other ogres kicking around that I could use to make a full squad or two and I reckon it’d be quite fun to add a few Ironguts and see what they bring to the gang. Right now though I think I’ll turn my attention elsewhere and see what else is lurking on or around the painting desk and takes my fancy.
Every Warcry warband needs a leader and this is as true of my hungry boys as it is of anyone else. Thus the next step for my little gang of ogres was a crusher, that is to say the fat lad who bosses all the other fat lads around.
With him done the warband takes another (ground trembling) step towards completion.
With just three models to go (one of which – the leadbelcher – is already well underway, whilst the other two are just teeny-tiny gnoblars) I’m going to try to get the project wrapped up before the weekend, or by the start of next week at the latest.