The industry and commerce of urban life, and its associated dark alleys, sewers, and abundant refuse, creates the perfect environment for rats. The more enterprising urchins of Beerenburg apprentice themselves as rat-catchers and the best learn to bend the city's rats to their own devices.
What better tool to unleash upon the flanks and rears of the enemies of the State? These rats will be used as irregular companies with the swarm, poison and emerge special rules in my burgher halfling army for Fantastic Battles.
The rats themselves are from Anvil Industries - the wee rat catcher is an old (1988) Citadel halfling.
So, how do the halflings of Beerenburg regard their (presumed) cousins in The Shire? And vice versa? Beerenburg is beginning to sound like it’s in need of a good Scouring ;). Alleys, sewers, refuse, rats.ReplyDelete
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