Brandon Stark

I decided to begin work on my first ship, the Maelynn. Any feedback, suggestions? Ship WIP by Brandon Stark, on Flickr

Thank you! Maybe you're just saying that because you're trying to defend the fact that it may be Dirk Allcock who nearly killed Brandon Lantell? Brandon Lantell does not find your slandering of Oleander war heroes amusing. That said, thank you for the compliments. I appreciate it.

Are we allowed to collab for Category C? Like each person does one part of the story? Each person would have their own entry, but the entries would contain one part of a larger storyline.

I love all those custom prints. Too bad they don't exist in LDD. Aside from that, the mortars are great, and so is the minifig posing. You also did a good job on the layering and texturing.

Interesting ship design. The red makes the ship really stand out. I also really like the custom sails and rigging.

Nice house and ship. The ship is great, but for the house I suggest you put some detail in front of it, maybe some rocks or foliage, or maybe a path leading up to the stairs. Otherwise, every part of the house is great.

Fantastic ship you have there. I really like the purple sections, which really stands out, and the sails.

Thanks for the compliments guys. Do you think Brandon should end up marrying Maelynn or not?

I like what you did with the water, portraying the bottom of the river. The jungle is also a nice part of the build, especially with all those nice palm trees. My favorite part with probably be the waterwheel though.

Great build. I like all the custom prints and pieces. The dense foliage on the ground also looks very fitting to this kind of theme.

Welcome to Oleon, Bodi!

You never cease to amaze me, KB, and this ship is no exception. I like the hull, the mast and rigging, the yellow sections, and the statues on the ship. Overall, great ship.

Nice job depicting a newsroom. And congratulations on this being the first build.

Nice throne room. I suggest you add more detail to the floor. I like the throne though. Is it based off the Iron Throne from Game of Thrones?

Great job on the bed. I also like how you mixed the wooden and stone parts together, especially the wooden arches on top.

We all know that Greenies worship everything that involves money.

Nice build. Welcome to BoBS.

That is a really nice ship. I especially like the sails.

Great looking temple there. I like the texturing on the ground with the foliage pieces.

Nice story and build. I like the idea of it being at the top of the mast. The minifig posing is great too.

Considering how this is set in the medieval times, the architecture of Cedrica would mostly be half-timbered houses, either fully half-timbered, or the bottom story is made of stone and the top stories are made of half-timbered sections. I'm not a staff member, at least not on this forum, so I can't be sure, but that's what I'm guessing.

And when Greenies can't attach a price tag to something, they resort to conspiracy theories.

Flashback by Brandon Stark, on Flickr An 18 year old officer of the Royal Army of Oleon stood on a hill on the northeastern border of Oleon, looking down on the advancing Corrish soldiers. Of the original 250 soldiers he had brought with him, hours of battle had taken their toll, leaving only about 100 men. He and his men had to constantly retreat further up the hill, as nearly 5,000 Corrish soldiers advanced. They had no idea when the reinforcements would arrive, but were determined to fight to the last man. After all, they were protecting the Oleander border. This officer's name was Brandon Lantell, the second son of the Lord of Ladros, a northeastern province of Oleon. He had only recently joined the army, but his father's position in politics gave him a decent position in the army. He had joined when the Juniper War was in its last stages, and after weeks of training, was admitted to the army. It was mere days ago when it was heard that a Corrish force would try to invade Oleon. It would take days before any force from Valduria, Juniper, and Boussac were mustered, so Brandon decided on a decoy. Thus he led, along with three other commanders, 250 men each, totalling to 1,000 Royal soldiers, to temporarily hold the border until other forces would arrive. They were joined by about 500 other soldiers from the provinces along the way. However, Brandon was aware the Corrish had around 5,000 to 7,000 soldiers, or even more. But this would have to do. Brandon's force made contact with the Corrish in early morning, and they had been fighting even since, with casualties mounting up on both sides. As the Corrish rushed up the hill, in one of their many charges of the day, Brandon looked behind him. There was another row of men, but now there was none. The rest had been killed. Now just open fields and juniper trees. This was surely bleak. A bullet came, hitting an Oleander soldier, who died instantly. "Fire!" was all Brandon could say in response. Bullets soon fell upon the Corrish soldiers, decimating entire ranks. Being on the hill had an advantage. A much smaller force than what they started with arrived up the hill. The gun fights soon broke into a melee of bayonets and swords. A Corrish soldier fired a bullet, hitting Brandon's arm, near his shoulder, before spearing him with a bayonet in his chest. With a quick stab from Brandon's sword, the soldier slumped to the ground. Brandon was caught from falling by a nearby soldier. He was very young, around Brandon's age, possibly around 16 or 17. "Sir! You're hurt!" he shouted. "We must get you out of here!" Brandon pushed him away. "I'm fine. Let go of me." Brandon wasn't fine. Many of the original Corrish who had stormed up the hill earlier were dead, but they were quickly replaced by more Corrish advancing up the hill. Brandon's force now numbered around 70, while the advancing Corrish seemed endless. He wondered what was the situation in other parts of the battle. Was it going well? Was everyone else already dead? Days before the battle, Brandon received word that reinforcements would arrive soon. Where were they? With the fighting like this, there was no hope. Now, he and his men were almost surrounded. There was a juniper grove behind them, and hundreds upon thousands of Corrish soldiers in front of them. Brandon's men had been forced to retreat up the hill slowly as they lost the battle. "I want every one of you fighting to the last man! Because if we die here today, we will die defending Oleon, our families, and our land from these godless barbarians!" Despite the short speech, his men weren't faring any better. There were probably only 50 men left now. Then the Corrish came advancing. The Oleander ranks were quickly being decimated. Brandon was stabbed in the abdomen by a Corrish captain's sword. He slashed at the captain, who fell back, injured. The distracted captain was then killed by a bullet from one of Brandon's soldiers. Brandon was now severely weakened from much blood loss, yet he still was able to fight off a few other Corrish soldiers. The boy who had caught him earlier was shot by a Corrish bullet, but was still alive. Around Brandon, there looked even less men than before. A quick count showed there was probably around 30 men left, though the battlefield was littered with many more Corrish soldiers. That still didn't change the fact that more Corrish were still advancing up the hill. Brandon fought off a few more Corrish, but while distracted, he was slashed in the leg. Another Corrish soldier stabbed him in the chest, right below the heart. This was enough, Brandon slumped to the ground. This time, no one caught him. Sword in hand, Brandon tried to hold off a few more Corrish, but now only his soldiers were protecting him. He was getting increasingly tired from the sleepless days and now the multiple wounds he was bleeding from. Knowing he was going to die, he thought of home, of his family, and of Maelin, the girl that was now being courted by a boy who had a better chance of marrying her than he did. He hoped the Oleander reinforcements would be able to protect the land from the Corrish when they defeated his force. In the distance, however, Brandon could hear hoofbeats, drums, and horns. Many of the Corrish were now running down the hill. Brandon also heard the nearby Oleander soldiers shouting "Vive le Roi!", among other Oleander patriotic words. Reinforcements, he thought. He hadn't died in vain. Knowing all was at peace now, Brandon rested. An Oleander officer came up to him. "Sir, we're winning. The tide has turned in our favor. Royal reinforcements have arrived." Brandon could only say, pulling his last strength. "Good." He closed his eyes. "Maelin..."

Try Bluerender, its easy and fast. It also shows you how it works on the page.

Yes, since they exist in real life, you can use wheels. But since your builds must be realistic, your tank must look like the kinds with wheels.