The Dropguts Tribe

                           THE DROPGUTS LONGDROP TRIBE

It made his eyes water, it did.  When Dropguts Longdrop watched his 3rd tribe in as many months disintegrate on a dwarf shield wall and become ever so slightly annihilated. He decided enough was enough and high tailed it out of the battlefield. He managed to coerce a small core of bulls, belchers and guts to sneak off with him. And thus he escaped a rather undignified slaughter that was the talk of dwarf strongholds and kingdoms for miles around.


After a few weeks of wandering (aka hunting and gathering) in the wilderness he stumbled across a group of leaderless bulls that were having a jolly good time roasting an entire herd of beef cattle that they called : ‘spoils of war’. A new term he hadn’t heard of before. Aftersome bellowing and general banter a few of the bulls didn’t agree with his group having some left overs and thus joined the roasted cattle in their rightful place in life as ogre chow.

It took an hour or two for Dropguts to cotton on to the fact that the leaderless bulls were of a different colour to his lot and he began to ponder the situation. It took a while to do this. The bulls had been thinking the same and asked why his group had a green ting. Again it took a small amount of general club bashing and the loss of an arm or four before Dropguts began to cotton onto the fact his lot were rather fond of gnoblars and other greenskins in an edible sort of way. It was generally decided that that was why Dropguts and co ( you are what you eat, you know) were green tinged and the bulls were a normal colour. 'Normal' to them was lying about in the sun after a good skull smash drinking ‘brew’ and generally getting a good tan.

Dropguts named them the ‘Bull Blacks’ and they became a hard arsed lot subject to dishing out a good thrashing to anyone who looked tasty.

His lot became the 'Green Backs' and generally followed up the ‘other lot’ in a dust up causing as much damage as possible, tenderising the meat and getting it ready for the evening meal.

It was and is a partnership ‘made in the Maw’ as the saying goes.


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THE BULL BLACKS

Some of you know I am from New Zealand and you may have heard of our famous rugby team the All Blacks. Well, it was a long shot but I thought I would build 15 bulls,  paint them dark colours and call them the Bull Blacks.

I have 9 of them built and hopefully will have the others up and hungry before xmas.

The Butchers

These 2 beauties are Dropguts orginal followers. They are his half brothers, from differant mothers, and are quite demented. They tend to lead from a safe distance claiming the need to 'look after the meat' and ' making sure the meat is well hung'.

Both are bull conversions. The first one has a scroll and bangstick and the second one has a spear and scroll.

Nice. I loved your conversions over in the Butcher's Cauldron and I'll be following this gnoblog to see where you take the tribe, The Bull Blacks are looking good already!

Thanks
Corai

I love the job you did with the blonde hair man, I also love the bang stick conversion.  Great stuff keep it up!