Legonardo

Ol' Poggard and his son grow lots of vegetables, a range of large and tasty grubs, but there carrot farm stretches out far, the carrots are what he makes his living from. Ok this was just a quick build, to clear my brain from that last one of mine, wasn't able to work on it for about a month and work a bit with some my new foliage. C&C welcome! David

haven't read the story yet but the MOCs are looking top notch! your photos are also great!

thats pretty badass!

sorry , you wern't about 4 hours ago, mybad

You are amazing.

nice MOC, love the snot rockwork. I think your photos would benefit greatly from more light

no. how old is your first?

along with all that I think a valid point is that its LotR we are discussing? I've decided I am going to try horde gimli's. make them a generic soldier sort of thing.

Thanks guys, glad you like it!

hmm mixed reactions could come from that, they're not yet married...not very good in medieval times! sorry penkid, I decided to finish.

Congrats DG!

thanks man! check out the topic here

Darkness. Darkness has crumbled the veneer that holds peace and goodness and let the fires of chaos and destruction burn the once great kingdom known as Historica. The dark mage Victor Revolword has overthrown the high king, not know is his condition. Cedrica has been taken, the infamous 'hand of corruption' have taken it from the inside out, there evil ways turned the hearts of good innocent people black as the void and taken them under their cause. From the safety of the palace, Victor has been using the ancient druids helm to conjure monsters that have been wrecking havoc throughout. the abusinve power he has taken from it has further sickened his mind. Darkness reigns. However in all darkness, no matter how black there is always a sliver of light. Sometimes that's all that's needed. In the mystic locations that shield them from the wrath of Victor; Historica, the true historica, has been regaining its strength. so much so now that it has the power to deliver one more blow. The four guilds are to unite in strength and fight back, each guild taking one quarter of Cedrica, to wipe out Victor. now is the time... Gladia: "Well there it is" Fredric: "Yes, Cedrica" Gladia: "I hate this place, didn't think it could get worse, I stand mistaken" Fredric: "You've hated this place since you were a child, I still don't know why?" Gladia: "Yeah I have my reasons, it was bad enough without the filth on the walls, sludge on the ground, died out fields and that stench as is! I guess Victor hasn't done such a bad job, I mean its been full of orks for ages" Fredric: "You confuse me sometimes, especially as to why we are going in broad daylight?!?" Gladia: "Ah you forget my friend, these are orks, they don't see quite as clearly as they do at night and they don't have the brains to suspect anything, puts a bit less stress on our part, less fun, but I guess the Avalonian armies are depending on us two to succeed" (scored build #1) As the misty morning sunlight set upon the mighty walls, the two assassins paced quietly towards the immense gate, the suns warming rays defeating the piercing chill of night. Fredric: "Damn, this could be hard to open" Gladia: "Ah live with it, some lifting cant do you any harm" Fredric: "I guess..." Gladia: "Alright then, here goes" The two life long friends stealthily run towards the gate, narrowing avoiding attention Gladia: "You ready?" Fredric: "As I'll ever be" Gladia: "Then up we go, good luck my friend" Fredric: "And to yourself, may this not be our last encounter" Fredric: "Huh, this is easy enough, the wall is practically made for climbing!" Gladia: "Keep it down these plonkers might hear you!" Gladia: "one, two three... now!" Up the wall and over the battlements they went, swiftly and silently the few orks on duty were slaughtered. Fredric: "Pff, that was pathetic, Victor is trying to keep his position right?" Gladia: "Probably too full of himself to think its possible to even get this far, mind you we have alot further to go." Fredric: "Stupid mage. lets get rid of this scum already, the smell is getting to me" Gladia: "First good idea you've had for a while..." Fredric: "Sure" Gladia: "Allrighty then, lets get this damned portcullis up, open the gate and then have breakfast, Im famished!" Fredric: "I wonder if Victor likes cheese?" Gladia: "Cheese? now? I'm after a slab of meat, accompanied by a decent beer, I'm sure the city has some, even in its pathetic state, people gotta eat" Fredric: "Just a thought, I'm keen on meat now too, although right now I'd go for some Mitgardian ale" Gladia: "Whatever tickles your fancy" Fredric: "Damn this is heavy!" Gladia: "Hardest parts done and over with, lets get that gate open" Fredric: "Then Breakfast!" The doors are surprisingly much easier then anticipated to open, the two still grunt and moan under its weight, not as load as the moan the doors make though. As the gates are opened hundreds of Avalonian soldiers advance to the gap in the wall. Gladia: "Let the battle begin" Fredric: "Amen to that. Now to find a decent tavern..." The fight had begun. Thousands of Historicans swarmed the almighty city of Cedrica, with civilians coming out of hiding faster than men were falling. the battle is so far leaning against Victor, with the hand spread out across the city, the unexpected attack is better than anticipated. Not everything has gone perfectly though... (scored build #2 (interior)) During the uprising Gladia and Fredric did find a tavern, abandoned yes but full of mead, the two life-long friends drank, not knowing that it would be their last together. upon exit Fredric was speared in the gut and died within minutes. Filled with rage Gladia went berserk. Gladia is naturally an excellent killing machine, as all the AAG are, however when hes angry he becomes a monster. ...After much fighting, at around noon, Gladia and two druids arrived at the palace gates. Gladia, still filled with the bitter pain of loosing a friend slaughtered all of the palace " guards" with ease, after all they were just orks, wern't they? soon they came to two grand looking doors, with shredded colored cloth that appeared to have once been the flags of the 5 great guilds, The two druids grabbed Gladia to attempt to knock a bit of sense into him. he was calmed a little, they opened the doors and proceeded down the long corridor. A burnt black carpet lay down the center, the walls stripped bare of the colorful tapestries that once hung. Victor: Ahh visitors, such I have not had for a long time, welcome! Gladia: You're gonna die you old twirp. Victor: Oh, is that so? I have put your Historica in ruin, and 'the great' (he said with sarcasm) Historica dares challenge me with two conjourers and a jumped up jerk with a few kitchen knives? are you really that desperate? I'm going to take this action as a compliment. Gladia: Well actually there was about 5 that didn't seam to make it, one of them an Avalonian. Although they're probably just being typical Mitgards, Kaliphlins and Nocturns, to lazy to turn up on time. Victor: My appologies on your loss he said with an evil smile. Slowly his face drooped from the grin into its frown that the Black Mage had been wearing whence the three entered. Gladia couldn't help notice the ancient helmet propped by the frail old man. His voice was deep and croaky, yet at the same time soft and somewhat pleasant. First Druid: Perhaps the corruption in thy mind hast caused you to forget whom it is that I am. I am Earon, leader of the order of Eden. I taught you as a young one, my how you've changed, for the worse. You were once joyful and bright, a great student no doubt. Victor: Pah! So maybe your not just a conjurer, still a fool though. Don't try lecture me about whom I once was you old fool! I am far greater than you! Second Druid: Son, you're not the great man I once knew. shame on you! Victor: Father! It can't be! you should be long dead by now! Second Druid: Oh but I am still fine, son the years have not been going as fast as you would think, your life in solitary, clinging to evil, it has aged your body and weakened you mind... Victor: Shutup! There was rage glowing in his face And who is this reject? whats my conection with him eh? Gladia: oh we have very little connection, in fact the only real connection between us is that because of you, Avalonia, the place I love, lies mostly in ruins, you've destroyed my hops fields, caused me to have to come over here to kill you and you've killed one of the greatest friends a man could have! Victor: that would make you? Gladia: Gladia, if you wish to know who it is who killed you. With that, Gladia leaped forward and made a sprint towards Revolword. Victor thrusted forward his staff, throwing back Gladia with an epic force. Just as Gladia was getting up the two druids did the same in reply, victors staff burst free from his grasp, and the old victim to corruption was driven backward Victor smashed unto the throne, hitting his head on one of its oaken corners and falling unconscious. Gladia made move to the bleeding mage to finish him off. As he beheaded him Gladia kicked it across the room, yelling with hatred towards him. Victor is finished. Now all thats left is to restore the king and bring back peace to HIstorica... Gladia headed down the palace in an attempt to locate the king and the heir, he wanted this job done and over with! Eventually the assassin came to a filthy cell, in it, the king! and the prince. Gladia: someones lucky day isn't it? Prince: I would assume so... Gladia turned around and saw the filthy crown filled with a decaying scull Gladia: ehh, what happened to 'im? Prince: When Victor took the palace, he tortured and cut my fathers throat, then stuck him in here with me. just one of his ways to entertain im sure... Gladia: sorry about it, Victors gone, I took the pleasure of cutting his throat, if that makes you feel better... Prince: Oddly it does,and whom may you be oh great knight? Gladia: not a knight, and assassins keep themselves too themselves. Prince: very well then. any way I can show my gratitude? Gladia cut through his chains. Gladia: a fast horse'll do. I hate this place, I want to get out now, been too long a day, maybe a new blade? the chain appears to have blunted this one? Prince: haha, If thats what you want, you shall have it! Gladia: thank'ee sire And with that, Gladia took his horse and left. Scored build #3 (this is located under the tower) The next few days were very eventful in Cedrica. The soldiers from the 4 guilds helped out clearing the mess, and spoilt by Cedrican tavern owners and women. The new king was crowned and many feasts and banquets took place. hundreds of guests, lords and ladies, counts etc. Gladia however did not stay present for any of the festivities. he rode his horse, for 3 entire days till he came to the land he loves. ​Gladia stopped at the old tower his father would take him to when he was a boy. Briana would be there, he knew that. at the sight of her he let his horse free The two lovers fell into each other's arms. Gladia was in the greatest place he could imagine. In love in paradise. Historica was back. ~The End~ C&C welcome, this is my first time attempting dialogue, please excuse (and make me aware of!) any errors or things that could be considerably better, its not my strong point. please note that the throne room and the battle scene are part of the same MOC, and that the dungeon and tower are also the same MOC ~Legonaro

patience..., you will see when its done!

Don't know yet, So far all I've got is this and my 3rd build planned

Build # 1

I'm actually quite surprised it's only started now, I expected all the guilds to have title challenges quite early up.the statue one is great ecc! love the idea! the ATAMCC (Avalonia titles and mini challenges committee) have many concepts up there sleeves, once challenge 6 is over...

sorry if its been asked before, but is the use of non-lego string and fabric allowed in the challenge?

it appears so, us poetry, mitgards food, kaliphlin clothes and nocty, not sure if this completely is what the guilds have come down too though, I'm moving north

Hehe I just watched all of them again

I can't say I've ever played it, but I really like the tutor/castle buildings, I think they go hand in hand with lego in terms of designs/inspiration (for me at least being a castle builder)

dime is 25 cents? we don't have those in NZ

I know what rhyming is...

I don't know? doe that kinda rime? im not sure I know what your getting at here?...