Right, now that we've sorted out issues with the lighting, here's a quick re post of the finished miniatures featured in the blog since we activated the new website.
First up is a much better image of the Norman Warlord for Saga, minus all the shine from the last photograph. Still no sign of the decals for the banner arriving, but as it's a Saturday that's no great surprise.
Next up is the Games Workshop Ogryn figure painted up for W40K skirmish gaming. This particular figure is going to be part of an Inquisitor's retinue. Specifically, it's his job to keep a beady little cybernetic eye on this figure......
...the Astropath, a Reaper miniature released three or four years back. Seeing as this figure is an Astropath, she's been soul-bound and is now effectively blind as a bat -At least as far as the "In the Emperor's Name" rules are concerned. According to the official 40K fluff, her warp-sight would normally allow her to function as though she were still sighted. In ItEN, that's not the case. In that game system, the big guy in the picture above isn't just her bodyguard, he also has to carry her around the battlefield as well (so she doesn't fall over random bits of junk and dead figures).

I like to think of the older guy in these two pictures almost
as a sort of Rutgur Haur type with a 'tache. He's supposed to represent an old
Interrogator (apprentice Inquisitor) who's never quite been able to make
the grade and now serves loyally as a sort of squire, helping his boss
keep the younger Interrogators in line.
The figure is an Privateer Press Adventurer pressed into service for 40K. Interestingly, a lot of Steam Punk and Post Apocalyptic miniatures seem to fit into the 40K universe quite well. There's no way that GW retail staff would ever let you use them in store, but if you're able to game elsewhere, other companies often provide a far cheaper source of genre-appropriate mini's.
Last up, we have another Throne Agent. This one is supposed to be just another piece of down-hive Scum: a Hive Ganger recruited by the Inquisitor as his local guide and agent. This is another Privateer Press figured press-ganged into service. Warmachine fans should feel free to groan at this awful reference to Privateer Press' tournament staff. I assure you, I'm groaning myself.
Finally, every damn course the Army ever sent me on ended with a group photo. So, in keeping with that fine tradition: here's another one.