Sir Stig

I concur with the gentlemen above. Great crane, water and angled fort wall. Miking up the greys, especially the light grey on the bottom would look smoother. I like the scene. Edit:

Nice swamp. Looks very jungleish. It could look even wilder with a little bit undergrowth inbetween the trees. I also really appreciate to see how you set up for photos.Thanks you I can't make it as good as that, but seeing behind the scenes makes it easier for me to understand how I can improve my own shots.

How about if I say that the MC-TC is coming out with an album. It's gonna be awesome! Sign up if you want to be on featured on the release.

I have to agree. A bit blurry could look good. I like how you play with forced perspective, especially together with your b challenge.

She gives the impression of being smaller than the other class 5 ships in her present state, but in a good way. I am looking forward to see her done, with all the details on, and to see her cannons (<-mods, I don't get a warning for that one? ).

If they were Oleans they would have said "Row directly to them and start praying" Yeah, personal delivery. Hmm... why does not a likesounding firm use amazons to deliver? That would have been cool. I demand a refund!

Simple but effective. Lego at its best. I approve

The food shortage on Bardo have left the town storage empty. While waiting for shipping bright minds within the WGO had the idea of renting out small spaces to individuals, allowing them to travel to other places in these hard times. Having the opportunity of leaving their belongings behind also gave them a reason to return, when the crisis passes. For a small fee, that in turn gives the town means to import food until their own production is up and running. Marcel Penidãs, a robust man well into his thirties, had worked at docks his whole life. He was to be in charge of handling the daily business. With direct access to the sea and a crane, his workload was less than before and the was pay a little bit better. His first customer was a young man that were going to seek his fortune as a sailor after being dismissed at the textile factory, due to an accident that had ruined his depth perception. To reassure people that their goods was safe, the city watch had dispatched a cannon and assigned guards to watch the entrance day and night. Comments: This build draws heavy inspiration from 6244 Armada Sentry, but I hope I have made enough changes so that is not a problem. The two openings towards the back of the roof is intended for a future city wall extension, and the reason it is offset of the baseplate is that I intend to raise the main level of the city using a 2 cm plate of wood (2 brick height). I took this pictures at the same time as my first free build and the challenge entries, and am aware of the hard shadows. I got some good advice from Dr_Spock (here, and Gideon was kind enough to share his photo setup-up (here, that I will try to replicate as best I can for my next builds (without the tripod unfortunately).

Those epaulettes that "someone" modified in their childhood. They are old. Probably from one of the first sets, if not The first pirate set released.

Interior is nice, especially the floor. A tad larger pictures wouldn't hurt.

No one Writes the Colonel | Sir Stig | Eslandola Dock Storage, Bardo | Sir Stig | Eslandola Collecting the pay | Sir Stig | Eslandola Into The Wild | Sir Stig | Eslandola Orbinson Crux and Mercredi | Sir Stig | Eslandola Surgeons Office, Bardo | Sir Stig | Eslandola

Colonel Oystridge sat in his office in the Officer Quarter on Weelond. He had just finished a map of the island where he found Orbinson and Mercredi, drawn by a local cartographer for his coloring book. "Hmm, I wonder where I put my cigars... Did I bring them from the ship? Let's see, last I had them..." He had not completed his line of though before he heard a familiar knock. The knock of the order. "Come in!" It was Gilroy O’Dougahallahan, the keeper of the books. "Greetings, Colonel. I come with news from the order. Bardo is suffering from food shortage and bad morale. Your countenance are needed there." "Thats a shame. I have begun to like it here in Weelond. But I can't dismiss The Orders orders. Bad morale you say? Bad morale is bad for your health. They couldn't have just sent a letter?". "Sir, with all due respect, everyone knows that no one just writes the Colonel. You have a great deal of respect in the colonies, you know". "Well, I suppose. It would have been nice to get a letter once in a while though. I am going to forget how to read", he laughed merrily. "Not to worry, I am quite sure the people of Bardo won't notice." "That bad, is it? We will have to something about that. Well then, what are we waiting for? Would you mind taking my belongings to the docks and telling my ship not to unload the spices. I have a couple of friends I have to visit before we go", The Colonel asked. "Actually, there is a small house I wanted to do some research...". (Small house in Weelond) Well aware of which house Gilroy was referring to he replied: "That's an order. If you don't mind. We won't set sail until tomorrow morning". The Colonel had a knack for getting his way without making people feel repressed, and still carry his authority well. Often this involved just listening, not stressing and leaving some open time in his plans for people to do their thing. "Oh, well then, Certainly, sir, I'll see to it". Ooc: This build will not be licenced for quite a while, so the Majors bonus is still available. It is actually available if the MCTC or the settlement of Weelond wants to licence it. And there is a job opening for a new officer and gentleman Kai, I hope you don't me referring to your small house.

After an exiting trip, captain Saxenhauser and his The Bright Owl finally reached port. They would have fallen prey to Garvias warship The Fallen Angel, if they didn't have Eslandolas Trovâo as escort. Here we see her docked before the sails are taken down. The crew unloads. While Saxenhauser shakes hands after a deal well struck. 60DB that will be spent wisely. In my ship FB I got some feedback that wanted an overview picture, and I also wanted to show that she is not parallel, as well as some of the aft deck (although black is a difficult shade to photograph). The second crew member had a crate in his hands before I took the pictures. I hope he didn't decide to earn a little extra for himself...

Thank you. I must agree that I would rather have one or the other flesh/yellow (Why did you decide to make fleshies, TLG? WHY!?), but to have more facial expressions available I have decided to mix them. I will do this throughout my builds. Sorry in advance to everyone that gets offended I am actually warming up to the fleshies, but I like diversity in the faces, and with so many old yellow faces I doubt I will ever have one or the other. Yes, it is chillies. And I intend to build a plantation (I have a bag full with some hundred of them for that purpose). Once the people get a taste of my secret chillisauce, I am sure the demand for chillies will skyrocket (whatever that is), so steal away . The shadow on the minifig I have to admit was more of an accident and horrible lighting conditions than anything else. The sun is so low on the horizon still, so I am having a hard time getting the angles ok, without my own shadow or from the build spoiling the scenes. But in this case it worked out. I didn't really notice how well until you said it and I studied it a bit more

I would also like to know an account of what I have and have not registered, please. (I have not registered Challenge builds in february, but I understood it so that they do not count as FBs).

Nice ship Especially the stern.

This is very nice Your best build so far. The way you connected the front mast (or what it is called) looks very good. And clever placement of the boat and oars

Are the rules for using troops ready to use this month? For all factions?

Read part 1 first here: Into The Wild The men were exhausted, and lost their keen sense, when we reached a clearing in the jungle. What was this? An old man and a half-man, half-serpent being standing before us. "Please, you mustn't shoot. We want you no harm.Mercredi, calme-toi!", the old man, in great distress, repeated, switching his gaze between us and the half-serpent. My men were jumpy, and I felt quite uneasy myself at the sight of this strange creature, but something was wrong here. The old man knew our language, and his complexion was to pale to be native. "Easy now, boys.", I tried to calm my men before addressing the old man: "Who are you? And what business have you on Eslandolan soil?" Sensing the tension sink, I ordered Enrique and Ricardo to stand down, and this apparently calmed the half-serpent enough to lower his knife. "We are castaways, we have no weapons, we were just preparing some food to offer you. We saw you arrive at the beach, and hoped you may have the mercy to take us aboard. Please, don't be alarmed". These men were no threat to us, so I accepted their offer, and in return offered one of my cigars. We sat down and dined together as they shared their story. "My name is Orbinson Crux, my friend here is Mercredi. I was the lookout onboard the Oleon vessel Ladybird on an exploration mission many years ago. Unfortunately we hit a,”. He paused long, “Hit a streak of bad luck, and I was the only one that saw it coming. Mercredi was just a boy then, the chefs apprentice. We encountered natives on the island we landed on, and they greeted us friendly at first. But they fooled us. We were led into an ambush and they assaulted us. Mercredis head was cracked by their primitive weapons, but I scared them of when I fired my pistol. I managed to save Mercredi by placing a huge snake skull the islanders dropped around his broken skull. The natives kept away long enough for me to build a crude raft and escape and drifted until we stranded on this island. Mercredis skull healed up, but grew stuck to the snake skull, and the poor boy lost his speech. But his talent for making food is intact. The herbs and spices here makes him able to make just about anything taste delicious. So, here we are, the only survivors of our expedition. "How does the food taste?" Their food was absolutely delicious, albeit spicy. Enrique seemed to find it a little to hot, but Orbinson offered some sugar strands that helped after a while. We took them aboard along with some of the local greens of Mercredis choosing.

Challenge 1b:Into The Wild | Sir Stig | Eslandola Challenge 1b:Orbinson Crux and Mercredi | Sir Stig | Eslandola

There was no end to surprises when you served under Colonel Oystridge. He had us sailing east towards unchartered territory. Even though our supplies were running out, he had given the order to carry on. Any other crew would have turned on such a decision, but Colonel Oystridge had the full confidence in his men. And that was perhaps the very reason they were so calm when looking into the eyes of uncertainty. "There it is! Just were it's supposed to be", Colonel Oystridge proclaimed as he scouted the horizon. The crew gathered round, taking turns looking through the spyglass. Once again Colonel Oystridge had proven even their smallest doubt to shame. While he wrote his journal, Colonel Oystridge tried to reminisce the events that had occured only a few weeks ago: "The tide was turning as we reached the shore. Thank Poseidon that we did not run into any of the reefs going in. The men was weary, after many days on half rations, but in good spirit." "What is the first order of business when going ashore in unknown lands, lads?" "Secure the boat", they replied in unison. "That's right. And what do we do next?" "Uhm... Survey the area?", one replied. "That's a good suggestion, but there is one thing that has to be done first. Enrique, what's your thoughts?" "Plant the flag?" "That's right. Let's get to it, shall we". [/url] "There. Now we are standing on Eslandolan ground. The power of the flag is truly fascinating." Little did we know then that we were being watched from the shadows. "Now, we shall see what fortune our new island offers. It looks like we will have no problem restocking our food supplies for our trip home. Ricardo, you may take lead." "Colonel, there's a path here. Looks like some animals have been doing their duty here." "Keep your heads up, boys". And so we ventured into the deep, dark, dense jungle. To be continued... (in challenge 1a)

I don't think we have to stress with war. SkaforHire said in the corrington thread that he gave up counting islands around 100 in the near vicinity. So no need to argue and bitter about whom killed whom yet...

It says "caps lock" on one of your keys, on the left part of your keyboard. Could you consider clicking that once? I hope your wife approves.

Okay, that means there is more than enough to go around, and no need for conflict for a long time then, if ever.

Haha, this is so entertaining I almost want to go in the red myself...