
Having decided that painting 3 armies over 6 months would be a bit too much, I have decided to stick to the army of which I have the most models currently available; I currently have around 1500-2000 points of unpainted (and in some cases, unassembled) Orcs and Goblins, and although I won't be using all of them in this army, it will make life a bit easier (and by easier I mean cheaper ;)), so heres the intended army list and a little backstory for ya :):
Black Orc Warboss (Warboss Skargrim)
-Armour of Gork
-Warboss Imbad's Iron Gnashas
-Shield
228 points
Black Orc Boss (Skullcrack da Dour)
-BSB
-Nogg's banner of Butchery
-Heavy armour
-shield
141 points
Orc shaman (Old Gregg)
-level 2 upgrade
-Staff of Baduumm
140 points
Orc shaman (Mad Bob)
-level 2 upgrade
-Dispel scroll
125 points
5 wolf riders (Da Fast Gitz)
-Spears
-Musician
71 points
5 wolf riders (Da Uvver Fast Gitz)
-Spears
-Musician
71 points
20 Night Goblins (Da cave dwellaz)
-FC
-1 fanatic
105 points
20 Night Goblins (Da Mushroom luvvaz)
-FC
-1 fanatic
105 points
20 Night Goblins (Da Fiery Gitz)
-FC
-1 fanatic
105 points
20 Black Orcs (Skargrim's Boyz)
-shields
-FC
298 points
10 Black Orcs (Da Blue Boyz)
130 points
10 Black Orcs (Da Stuntie Smashaz)
130 points
Rock lobba (Deff from da Skiez)
70 points
Doom Diver Catapult (Gitz wiv Wingz)
80 points
Giant ("Da big git")
205 points
Total: 2004 points
No Orc, save perhaps Skullcrack da Dour, Skargrim's bodyguard and personal banner bearer, can say where Skargrim's origins lie, some say he was originally one of Grimgor Ironhide's Immortulz, who broke away to forge his own army, others say he was one of the first black Orcs to have been made by the corrupted dwarves that dwell in the fiery holds of Zharr-Naggrund, and has crossed swords with Sigmar himself, such a claim would make him one of the oldest of his kind in existance, a claim that seems more believable for those who have seen him; dwarfing even his bodyguard, Skargrim's height is close to that of a troll, and every inch of him is covered in muscles and scars, for so bloodthirsty is Skargrim, that any day not spent fighting is a day wasted in his mind. Skargrim also commands total respect among his troops, with his every word taken as law; regular orcs, being seen as weaker and more prone to infighting than the black orcs that Skargrim has incorperated into his army, are usually killed on sight, the two exceptions to this being two orc shaman brothers, who Skargrim has given the names "Old Gregg" and "Mad Bob", these shamans have regularly advised Skargrim on where he should go to find the most worthy adversaries or the most treasure (for Skargrim's love of battle is almost matched by his love of gold, and the now-orc occupied dwarven hold of Grung Azgal serves as Skargrim's personal fortress, containing more accumalted wealth than most other races could dream of, and protected at all times by several of the black orc tribes that Skargrim has crushed in battle and now set to task as guards, the sheer number of which has rendered the hold pretty much impenetrable, keeping Skargrim's precious wealth safe.
When Skargrim goes to war (which is often, for there are many fights to be had and much treasure to plunder), he often takes a small selection of his most loyal troops, these boyz are privliged enough to be allowed to paint their armour in the same manner as their warboss, of course, such a privlidge does not come without risk, for any boy Skargrim feels is not pulling his weight will meet a swift, and usually pretty bloody end, as such, the boyz tend to pull their weight. Small tribes of goblins will often fight alongside Skargrim as well, for although they are weak and prone to fighting amongst themselves, Skargrim has a certain fondness for them, viewing them in the same way a parent might view a small, particularly malicious child, allowing them to take part in the fighting and occasionally gifting them a hold he deems too insignificant for himself. He has also recently had a giant join his army, the giant, who he refers to as "Da Big Git", holds its warboss in great regar, often seeking to emulate him by strapping various bits of metal to itself and stamping on things.
Skargrim's current WAAAGH! has lead him to the Worlds Edge mountains, where, according to his shamans, a true foe worthy of his skills awaits him...
Anyways, for this month i'll be painting up Mad Bob and some blorcs, i'll post up pictures ASAP :).