Middle Earth. The Corsairs have landed - the Kinstrife has begun.
Description:
From the time Vinitharya, the Northman wife of King Valacar, gave birth to Eldacar, his legitimacy was called into question. Decades passed, with tensions rising between the royally pure families of the south and the increasingly mixed families of the north. Finally a contender for the throne steps forward. Castamir, great-grandson of Calmacil, the 18th King of Gondor. Master of the Navies of Gondor, he has strong ties to the coastal regions and lands to the south. Last night, he had landed along the coast of Lebennin with his advance guard. He intends to quickly take Linhir and establish that city as his base, to gather his forces. Then, after he is reinforced, he marches to Pelargir and finally Osgiliath. King Eldacar has sent a local reaction force to delay him, while he can gather his loyal armies from the north, and block his move. The Kinstrife has begun!
Middle Earth. The Corsairs have landed - the Kinstrife has begun.
Description:
From the time Vinitharya, the Northman wife of King Valacar, gave birth to Eldacar, his legitimacy was called into question. Decades passed, with tensions rising between the royally pure families of the south and the increasingly mixed families of the north. Finally a contender for the throne steps forward. Castamir, great-grandson of Calmacil, the 18th King of Gondor. Master of the Navies of Gondor, he has strong ties to the coastal regions and lands to the south. Last night, he had landed along the coast of Lebennin with his advance guard. He intends to quickly take Linhir and establish that city as his base, to gather his forces. Then, after he is reinforced, he marches to Pelargir and finally Osgiliath. King Eldacar has sent a local reaction force to delay him, while he can gather his loyal armies from the north, and block his move. The Kinstrife has begun!
1879(?) It's not quite how you read about it in the history books. 28 mm.
Description:
Fresh from their victory at Isengardwala, a blood thirsty host of Uruk Hai turn their eyes on an overlooked enemy supply depot. Based at this remote site are a small unit of the 24th Regiment-South Wales Borderers. Armed with only their Martini-Henry's, they await the onslaught of the dark storm. The sun is rising; Gogdush, the Orc Shaman, has blessed the warrior's shields; the impi's are in position; at the end of today the world will know of the exploits that occurred at Orc's Drift.