During my period of enforced off-line time I thought I would experiment with making some Frostgrave-type ruins out of bits and pieces from the gash bin. Typically, an afternoon's work has stretched out to three weeks. And the damn things aren't painted!
The next three photos tell their own story.
Some of you may remember my discovery that in a house with whippets it was a bad idea to try us chicken bones to represent dinosaur remains. Much the same goes for re-using Pringles tubes...
Finally, these two chaps will be statues flanking a staircase or the entrance to a forbidden sanctuary.
Last night I knocked out a batch of treasure tokens. However, I have a cunning plan relating to them which I can't reveal until next year. Stay turned...