Sunday 13 October 2019

Roses - Personalities

All armies need leaders, so I've put a few together using the Foot Knights box.

First up good ol' Edward IV, accompanied by his standard bearer. Who has no name, so lets call him Blaybourne.

Fairly simple to put together, brassed up the armour to make him stand out a bit, as if a whacking great standard isn't going to do enough standing out.







On to Warwick - one of my personal favourites from the era, the magnificent duplicitous bastard.

Went for a more "barking orders" look to this one. Really, I should have done him hacking his horse to death and bellowing I AIN'T GOING NOWHERE YOU SLAGS, which I believe is what he actually said to the troops.





And finally, Somerset, because someone has to face these two. And I've made him almost the same pose as Warwick. This is because I'm an idiot who didn't really pay attention to the model I'd just made beforehand, but there you go.

However, came out rather nicely and a good commanding look about him.




Also, I managed to focus the above pic on the standard bearer, rather than the commander. Its not intentional that the Lancastrians got the rough end of this work, I promise.

Bit of a Towton theme going on here as well.


Lastly, the standards. Now, I enjoy painting these, I always do. Its a micro project in itself, but I always cock them up when adding to the model and getting the wave effect, so they go a bit out of alignment, but never mind, won't matter when the forces are lined up en masse


Start with the outlines.........


Bit of colouring in...... 




.........and we're done.











2 comments:

  1. Nice figures, I'd like to believe the Warwick quote but as he was hacked down trying to get to his horse I'm not convinced! Of course he had defected by then so your being even handed,one Yorkist, one Lancastrian and one that works for either!
    Best Iain

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  2. Hello Iain - well, I was thinking of his (supposed) oath at Towton when I quoted him :) True, though, I hadn't considered that he'd have killed his horse in a grand dramatic gesture, then got himself killed ten years later whilst hurriedly trying to get to his horse.

    Poetic justice, I suppose.

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