The adventures of an 18th century imagination, located in Northern Europe formerly ruled over by joint rulers Duke Karl Frederick and Duchess Liv.Not to mention the American colony of Ny Tradgardland the 17th century Colony of New Tradgardstadt and the newly restored territory of the Shetland Isles. Featuring a supporting bill of gaming in a diversity of times,places and scales.Hopefully something to interest all who pop by...
Saturday, 3 December 2011
After travelling through a cold and wintry night a young Tradgardland Militiaman finally arrives at his destination as the light of a new day dawns. Exhausted he knocks in an certain way upon the ancient doors in the hillside and asks to be allowed in in the name of Sarastro. The door is unbolted ,a servant stands within holding a lit lantern.Whispers are exchanged and the Militiaman follows him down the stairs...
Posted by tradgardmastare at 19:34
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Curious. Color me "curious".ReplyDelete
Curious is a strange colour...ReplyDelete
But I wonder too what is going on here, and whatever could "Sarastro" be?
Nice little terrain model by the way - very handy in this little scene!
Too spooky for meReplyDelete
'Pulp'! -and that is *good*.ReplyDelete
Is he attending his Lodge meeting? Or a flute recital (enigmatic wink)ReplyDelete