Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope. Mody Dick, Herman Melville. The Furnace Jackals were my first foray into the latest edition of Necromunda. I normally play Spyrers, or Redemptionists, but without rules, I decided to slap some colour onto one of…
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RAW BRUTALITY. I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD WRITE THIS ENTIRE ARTICLE IN CAPITOL LETTERS. But I won’t, because that’s annoying. Yes, yes, yes, I know, this is a completely illegal load out. You think the Furnace Jackals play by the rules? Before a game/campaign happens I’ll declare which loadout I want to use. There, we…
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There are many ways to make a life in the Hive. You can trade the vanity of security. Swap glory for surety. Or you can walk the path of the strong. When Necromunda was relaunched I painted up a Goliath gang. Nothing about them has ever really appealed to me in the past (more of…
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