Teledor's Torpid Trail of Painting
Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 7:03 pm
So I am starting a PLOG (I'm scared) for a couple reasons:
1) To get motivated to paint my mostly unpainted army, not to anything of super spectacular golden demon level of painting, but a bit better than table top.
2) To give myself a log of improvements.
3) Contribute more to Ulthuan and maybe pick up some pointers, since there will be techniques that I don't yet try, that I'd like to give a shot - e.g. wet blending.
Here's the lot.
There's a lot of black and some base coating. not a whole lot is actually completed. So I am hoping to get myself in gear with this blog.
Anyways, a little fluff. My army typically runs a Cav Prince list and variants depending on games and inkling. There may be some battle reports sprinkled through here. But the focus is primarily the painting.
The Legio Victoria
The Legio Victoria is a High Elf expeditionary force full of noble Elves that strive to maintain, and perhaps rebuild, the glorious empire that the High Elves once knew. The Legio Victrix was founded some 100 years ago (relatively recent for an elf mind you!) by the Prince Teledor Rylinn-Midor of Caledor and has been defending the colonies at the behest of the Phoenix King ever since its creation.
Teledor Rylinn-Midor grew up along the craggy shores of the Dragon Spine in Caledor. With what little open space his family owned; Teledor studied cavalry tactics and horsemanship. Like many young noblemen of Caledor, he strived to become a Dragon Prince, joining as soon as he was able.
However, the youngest soldiers were not seen as hardened enough to be entrusted with the defense of the homeland. Like many other young soldiers, Teledor earned his mettle defending the colonies. It was at the famed Battle of the Gates of Calith against the Skaven that Teledor’s exceptional martial skills came to be seen. With bravery bordering on recklessness, he lead a crucial charge to allow enough time for the bolt throwers to impale the remaining Hell Pits and the mages to burn the rat hordes. At the battle, he met two of his most trusted lieutenants – the Archmage Faelar Reithel of Saphery and the Noble Angrod Elendil of Yvresse.
Faelar Reithel’s magical acuity bloomed later than most Elves. Up until his talents were discovered, he was considered a weakling barely capable of joining the militia. Listless for so many years without a skill, Faelar poured all his energy into learning the magical arts. Obsessed to the point that troubled his mentors, Faelar moved up through the ranks of apprenticed mages with startling speed. Eventually being trained by some of White Tower’s greatest mages, Faelar could wield magic with the ease needed of a High Elf mage ready to see battle. Fatefully his first post was the Gates of Calith. With Mage Lord Torinubar assassinated prior to the battle, Faelar was left to step into the Mage Lord’s role. His final cast of Fiery Convocation provided the momentum to stem vermin tide.
Angrod Elendil’s tragic story begins with the Invasion of Grom and the siege of Tor Yvresse. During the siege his parents were among the population slain by the greenskin savages. As an orphan, Angrod joined the only family left to young orphaned High Elves, the Ulthuan Militia. There he learned the skills necessary to defend his homeland from future invasions. Angrod was soon noticed for his calm demeanor and unwavering loyalty to his legion. He spent time with his other soldiers keeping their spirits high with a song or a story. In battle, his fellow soldiers knew as long as Angrod stood the battle wasn’t lost.
Angrod too was eventually shipped to the Gates of Calith, there to provide the morale for the inexperienced soldiers. As battle for the Gates unfolded, the force’s battle standard bearer was slain by a Skaven assassin hidden amongst the vermin horde. With fear rapidly spreading through the ranks at the sight of the fallen battle standard, Angrod rushed forward cleaving rats as he struggled to reach the battle standard. Upon raising the standard, Angrod turned to face his wavering soldiers and let a primal yell leave his burning lungs. The lines regained their nerve and held firm, just as a charging cavalry unit, led by Teledor, thundered through to clear a path for Angrod and the battle standard to rejoin the lines providing the time needed for the bolt throwers and mages.
A brotherhood forged in battle, Teledor formed the Legio Victoria with Faelar and Angrod where they soon found themselves in colonies all over the world, fighting skirmishes wherever the Phoenix King sent them. For years they fought, until the battles became fewer and far between. An unheralded age of peace had dawned and the Legio Victoria found themselves struggling to keep their martial skills perfectly honed for a day when the peace would finally break. A day Teledor knew would come too soon.
1) To get motivated to paint my mostly unpainted army, not to anything of super spectacular golden demon level of painting, but a bit better than table top.
2) To give myself a log of improvements.
3) Contribute more to Ulthuan and maybe pick up some pointers, since there will be techniques that I don't yet try, that I'd like to give a shot - e.g. wet blending.
Here's the lot.
There's a lot of black and some base coating. not a whole lot is actually completed. So I am hoping to get myself in gear with this blog.
Anyways, a little fluff. My army typically runs a Cav Prince list and variants depending on games and inkling. There may be some battle reports sprinkled through here. But the focus is primarily the painting.
The Legio Victoria
The Legio Victoria is a High Elf expeditionary force full of noble Elves that strive to maintain, and perhaps rebuild, the glorious empire that the High Elves once knew. The Legio Victrix was founded some 100 years ago (relatively recent for an elf mind you!) by the Prince Teledor Rylinn-Midor of Caledor and has been defending the colonies at the behest of the Phoenix King ever since its creation.
Teledor Rylinn-Midor grew up along the craggy shores of the Dragon Spine in Caledor. With what little open space his family owned; Teledor studied cavalry tactics and horsemanship. Like many young noblemen of Caledor, he strived to become a Dragon Prince, joining as soon as he was able.
However, the youngest soldiers were not seen as hardened enough to be entrusted with the defense of the homeland. Like many other young soldiers, Teledor earned his mettle defending the colonies. It was at the famed Battle of the Gates of Calith against the Skaven that Teledor’s exceptional martial skills came to be seen. With bravery bordering on recklessness, he lead a crucial charge to allow enough time for the bolt throwers to impale the remaining Hell Pits and the mages to burn the rat hordes. At the battle, he met two of his most trusted lieutenants – the Archmage Faelar Reithel of Saphery and the Noble Angrod Elendil of Yvresse.
Faelar Reithel’s magical acuity bloomed later than most Elves. Up until his talents were discovered, he was considered a weakling barely capable of joining the militia. Listless for so many years without a skill, Faelar poured all his energy into learning the magical arts. Obsessed to the point that troubled his mentors, Faelar moved up through the ranks of apprenticed mages with startling speed. Eventually being trained by some of White Tower’s greatest mages, Faelar could wield magic with the ease needed of a High Elf mage ready to see battle. Fatefully his first post was the Gates of Calith. With Mage Lord Torinubar assassinated prior to the battle, Faelar was left to step into the Mage Lord’s role. His final cast of Fiery Convocation provided the momentum to stem vermin tide.
Angrod Elendil’s tragic story begins with the Invasion of Grom and the siege of Tor Yvresse. During the siege his parents were among the population slain by the greenskin savages. As an orphan, Angrod joined the only family left to young orphaned High Elves, the Ulthuan Militia. There he learned the skills necessary to defend his homeland from future invasions. Angrod was soon noticed for his calm demeanor and unwavering loyalty to his legion. He spent time with his other soldiers keeping their spirits high with a song or a story. In battle, his fellow soldiers knew as long as Angrod stood the battle wasn’t lost.
Angrod too was eventually shipped to the Gates of Calith, there to provide the morale for the inexperienced soldiers. As battle for the Gates unfolded, the force’s battle standard bearer was slain by a Skaven assassin hidden amongst the vermin horde. With fear rapidly spreading through the ranks at the sight of the fallen battle standard, Angrod rushed forward cleaving rats as he struggled to reach the battle standard. Upon raising the standard, Angrod turned to face his wavering soldiers and let a primal yell leave his burning lungs. The lines regained their nerve and held firm, just as a charging cavalry unit, led by Teledor, thundered through to clear a path for Angrod and the battle standard to rejoin the lines providing the time needed for the bolt throwers and mages.
A brotherhood forged in battle, Teledor formed the Legio Victoria with Faelar and Angrod where they soon found themselves in colonies all over the world, fighting skirmishes wherever the Phoenix King sent them. For years they fought, until the battles became fewer and far between. An unheralded age of peace had dawned and the Legio Victoria found themselves struggling to keep their martial skills perfectly honed for a day when the peace would finally break. A day Teledor knew would come too soon.