Welcome to the Flaming Faggot

Callovia is called "the boundless empire" yet you have managed to find its northern border - a notorious roadhouse deep within the Madrasan Marches on the edge of the wilds of Llanvirnesse. The sign above the door reads "Flaming Faggot," which would suggest a cozy, homey inn with fresh biscuits served at teatime if not for the severed troll heads mounted on pikes at the gate.

As you cross the threshold the raucous din quiets momentarily as all eyes dart to the door and calloused hands drop instinctively to well-worn sword hilts. The threat, instantly assessed, is dismissed and roadhouse patrons go about their business hardly missing a beat.

Grim, hard-eyed men huddle around tables in close conversation thick with conspiracy; caravan guards gamble away their earnings; Caemric rangers sit close to the fireplace cooking the damp of the Black Annis from their clothes as they warm their innards with Red Dragon Ale; minstrels play and buxom wenches dance for the pleasure of men who pay them little attention - until they need a companion to warm their bed.

As you approach the bar, a huge, bald barman with a greatsword slung across his back slides a mug of freshly-pulled ale towards you, its frothy head dripping over the rim.

"Pull up a seat, lad," he says, "and let me tell you a tale of high adventure."

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Painting the Mythos: Mi-Go

June has been a difficult month for me.  Lower back pain has prevented me from sitting for more than few minutes a time and has really cut into my gaming, painting, and blogging.  Fortunately, after a couple of weeks of physiotherapy, I'm starting to reclaim my life and hopefully I'll be posting a little more regularly.

While I haven't gotten much painting done, I did manage to finish off the intersellar horrors we know as the fungi from Yuggoth.

"They were pinkish things about five feet long; with crustaceous bodies bearing vast pairs of dorsal fins or membranous wings and several sets of articulated limbs, and with a sort of convoluted ellipsoid, covered with multitudes of very short antennae, where the head would ordinarily be."
-from The Whisperer in Darkness


This is not a fantastic sculpt, and it doesn't reproduce Lovecraft's description with much fidelity.  This miniature is too humanoid in appearance and lacks the mi-go's crustacean-like multiple sets of jointed appendages, but it will do in a pinch.

The fungi from Yuggoth have established numerous colonies in the mountainous regions of the world, where they mine for rare ores.  They are more closely related to fungus than animal and they communicate with one another by changing the colours of their brain-like head.  They can communicate with humans by speaking in buzzing, insect-like voices.

The mi-go needed to keep a close watch on Larry, the fun guy from Yuggoth
Mi Go
Armour Class: 8         Special: grapple
Hit Dice: 2                 Move: 9/15 (when flying)
Attacks: Nippers        HDE/XP: 2/30

Mi-go attack with both claws at once.  If the victim is hit the mi-go will attempt to grapple the victim and fly off with him, either dropping him from a great height or suffocating him in the upper atmosphere.

If slain, a mi-go's body will dissolve in just a few hours.

5 comments:

Shane Mangus said...

Glad to hear you are starting to feel better, Sean. I have been so busy that I am just now looking over your posts on Mythos minis painting. Your talent really shines with these pieces.

Trey said...

Nice paint job. A lot of detail in there.

Sean Robson said...

Thanks, guys!

Don said...

nice work Sean. I'm a big Mi-go fan... :)

Sean Robson said...

Thanks, Don, me too!