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This whole build is absolutely lovely! Great work Gabe! :)

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News reached Sir Glennian of the Queen’s takeover while he was on the road, heading to her coronation banquet. He spent the night at a roadside inn while pondering his next move. During the night a band of the Queen’s soldiers raided the inn, in search of the Lenfel knight. Sir Glennian and his men just barely escaped capture by leaping out a second story window. Deciding that drastic action must be taken if Lenfald should be restored to freedom, the green-hooded warrior shed his shiny chain-mail outfit and donned a forest toned mantle, encouraging his men to do the same. The baron by whom he was previously employed had been taken as a prisoner by Galainir’s minions, leaving Glennian homeless. The greenwood would now be his only dwelling. Sir Glennian planned to gather around a band of Lenfel peasants and nobility, slowly building up a rebel force to oust the new queen from Lenfald. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A great civilization once rose up in the forest in ancient times, leaving behind many decaying castles and towers. These were scattered, mostly abandoned, around what is now Lenfald. Sir Glennian and his men plan on using one such tower as their headquarters…though a bit of “remodeling” may be necessary. _______________________________________ This is for LCC over on Classic Castle. This is my entry to the Restricted category of the GCVI, as well as for my brawl vs. RBCustoms. ;) Round towers are a bit harder to build than I expected. ;) A few more pics on my flickr. Soli Deo Gloria!

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Some people call Alvin a wizard. Some call him an alchemist. Some whisper about him being a magician or a warlock. Almost everyone agrees that he’s slightly insane. What Alvin considers himself to be is something much nobler, however. “A Man of Science” is his self-applied title: a great experimenter, a brilliant scholar, a modern incarnation of Plato, Socrates, Archimedes and all the rest. Although, in his day and age, a successful “scientist” is usually someone who’s either very lucky, or has experienced a lot of “trial and error”. Whatever he is, Alvin is certainly not a very safe person to be around. His wild experimenting can often be very dangerous for a casual bystander. After he almost burned an entire village to the ground, the king decided it would be safer for everybody if Alvin was kept somewhere a little more “secluded”. Naturally a dark, empty room in the basement of the royal castle would be the perfect place to hide away an annoying wizard; the thick stone walls and ceiling should be strong enough to protect the rest of the world from the wild antics of the mad pseudoscientist…right? ****** Alvin scuffled back and forth between shelves stocked with wizardish appliances, hastily gathering the necessary ingredients for his latest concoction. According to his precise calculations—and some wild guessing—Alvin determined that the elixir for eternal life was within his grasp! Hustling franticly about the room, the old wizard snatched up a few final items, and then hurried to the center of the room, where a large cauldron was brewing. Alvin added ingredients one at a time, lifting the lid carefully with each thing he slipped into the cauldron. The great pot sizzled and bubbled, and a pungently foul odor spread about the room. ****** Smiling as he greeted his dinner guests, the king gestured for all present to have a seat. The tall, ornate wooden chairs squeaked slightly as the lords and ladies dropped into them. The king explained that dinner was still being prepared, but that the guests should all have a drink; his best wine was being served. As the guests took up conversations with one another and lifted their goblets for a toast, a slight rumbling shook the room. ****** The lid on the cauldron was shaking wildly now as Alvin slipped the last item into the huge pot. He stepped back carefully, as a huge grin spread across his silly face. His thoughts racing, he imagined the great power he would have with this mighty elixir. Suddenly, a loud pop sounded from within the cauldron. Without warning, the heavy metal lid was blown violently into the air, knocking Alvin roughly backward and causing the pot’s contents to spill out over the side. The lid continued its upward course until reaching the brick ceiling, which it subsequently blasted through. ****** The king let a counterfeit smile spread across his features as he raised his glass for another toast. Seriously, he grumbled to himself, this is the most boring dinner party I’ve ever been at! He touched the goblet to his lips, but before he could swallow any of the wine he was suddenly hit with an enormous wave of intense heat! The goblet fell from his grasp when suddenly a heavy iron pot-lid exploded through the table in front of him. It was followed by a ball of flame and a long line of smoke, leading back through the floor into the chambers of…the king closed his eyes and fervently wished to be someplace else. ______________________________ Here’s my second and last entry to the CCCXI! Category: Trial and Error. This was really a blast to build, haha. Thanks to my Dad for scientific advice and general encouragement. Happy new year everybody! :) Soli Deo Gloria!

As the sun slowly climbed over the hazy horizon, a lone rooster let out a loud crow. The small, rustic town that lay beneath the great manor was alive with people, bustling to and fro. Small, ramshackle cottages were scattered around the outskirts of the village, and farmers and serfs came one by one from their doors, headed towards the fields. A smiling farmer grasped his pitchfork and small lantern as he pushed open the wooden door of his quaint, rural home. His young son scrambled out behind him, vigorously rubbing sleep out of his eyes. All the while he beamed brightly, excited to join his father for the first time working in the fields. Behind them, within their cottage, the female members of the family worked also. The boy’s mother grasped a stiff wooden broom, sweeping up pieces of thatch from the rough wooden floor. Meanwhile, a younger girl pulled a brewing pot from the fireplace and mixing it with a large spoon. The sun rose higher as the villagers went to work. This is my entry for the CCCXI on Classic Castle, A Child’s Life Category. It’s probably pretty obvious that the style of this build was greatly inspired by Derfel Cadarn and Legonardo Davidy. I've actually been wanting to build something like this for a long time, and I'll probably try it again in the future! Soli Deo Gloria!

Thanks guys! Sorry about the lack of detail picks...I'm planning on doing another throne room soon, so i might use some of these techniques again. Hopefully you'll be able to see them better there. @ZCerberus: Haha! It's certainly tempting...ya'll do pump out a lot of quality builds! ;)

Thanks Manalorian Architect! ;) Btw, I posted this preview pic over on flickr. It shows some of the minifigs closer up:

Thanks everybody! @mpoh98: Wow, thanks so much man! That's a huge compliment! :D

Here's my latest MOC: Bright sunlight filtered through the intricate stained glass of the Hall’s windows. The cold stone brick walls and floor of the room soaked in the warm illumination. Around the Hall, courtiers stood in small, casual groups, talking of politics and court gossip. Suddenly the great wooden doors at the end of the Hall burst open. A fully-armored knight strode in; the king jumped excitedly to his feet. “Your highness,” the knight said with a bow. “I bring news of the western front. I have ridden all the way from the township of Ellithshire to bring it. The war goes not well! All the countryside is ravaged with brutal warfare. Reinforcements are desperately required!” Breathing heavily from this exhortation, the knight gazed about the room, his grim countenance silencing the many whispering groups of excited courtiers. The crow-shaped crest atop his helmet bobbed up and down with each breath; it almost seemed alive and ready to fly away. After a moment of thought, the king called aloud to the captain of the guard. “Captain! Send messengers to the villages. Issue a call to arms to all military age men. Once they are gathered, we ride off…to war!” The excitement in the court couldn’t be held in any longer. Wild whispers rose to shouts as the courtiers suddenly realized the gravity of this proclamation. The war was no longer just a distant rumble; it had now grown to a mighty roar! ________________________________________________________ I came up with a lot of new techniques for this build, including a ton that I didn’t use. I probably have enough unused techniques to build another throne room. (hmmm, if only there were some kind of contest going on right now that I could do that for…;) Anyway, thanks for viewing! :D Soli Deo Gloria! :)

Here's one of my most recent MOCs, Hunting in the Loch: The man grasped his spear tightly. Squinting his eyes, he peered carefully into the dark, swirling water. Something dark seemed to be moving about under the water…or was that just a reflected raincloud? A bright flash of lightning broke through the cloudy sky, and the rain began to beat even more heavily on the hunter’s head. Suddenly the water in front of him exploded into the air, and a black, writhing shape burst out. The man never saw its head; by the time the immediate shock had passed all that was visible was its scaly back, capped with large, menacing spikes. Shaking rain out of his eyes, the man prepared to throw his spear. Soli Deo Gloria! Thanks for viewing! :)

Wow, that is phenomenal! Excellent work!

Thanks so much everybody! :D Oh, thanks ZC! I tried to get a pic in there, but I couldn't figure it out. I'll definitely keep that in mind. ;) Thanks! They're actually threaded through the torso. I used a really old castle torso, which was hollow inside, so I could fit the cuffs through. A newer body wouldn't work because they're all full of support stuff. ;)

Here's my most recent castle MOC. Just a quick vig showcasing an arm posing technique that I came up with: http://www.flickr.co...N03/8885835002/ Thanks for viewing! Soli Deo Gloria! :)

My entry to the Micro Sci-Fi Contest: The lush forest planet of Kashyyyk sits peacefully in the outer rim of the galaxy. The native Wookies live in tree houses on the giant Wroshyr trees. The tropical ocean splashes calmy up against the shores of the main continent beneath the Wookie homes. This moc is 16 x 16 studs, with no overhang, even with the leaves. ;) The Wookie houses are kinda complicated. The brown tread is wrapped around a brown maraca, which is stuck through the brown disc. The whole thing is connected to the tree with a brown whip stuck between the treads, and stuck through a headlight brick. The other entries look really great, well done everyone! Soli Deo Gloria :)