I’ve still got to improve my touch with the Dremel tool, and it would help to consider just how much detail to incorporate for that very reason, but I’m getting there. I thought a silver acrylic might look nice, but I’m not sold. As these practices on oak scrap progress, I’ll probably try using different colors for different bits of the outline just to see how they work. This time next week I should be trying this with the Dremel plunge router accessory with a 60 degree bit to see how that goes.
I’ll find the right combination of techniques to bring this together eventually.
Still not ready to contemplate carving in full relief.
Creative task accomplished for the evening, which was no mean feat considering I’ve been down for the count levels of under the weather for the last three days. My scattered waking hours these last couple of days have been spent listlessly poking at clay, hating what I’d accomplished, and starting over. What I finally salvaged from that is the next post.
Tonight was another stab at coming up with some structure for my writing. Winging it certainly wasn’t doing the trick for me before, though I did come up with some useful tidbits. According to the haphazardly chosen “steps to writing a story” article I found (h/t only if I succeed with the effort), my first step should be to get the basic story down in its barest, skeletal structure. What I’ve got is somewhat beefier than a mere outline, at least at the beginning. Midway I resort to some formula to guide the story along its trajectory, and everything is still very generic. Characters aren’t yet named. The types of encounters haven’t yet been decided, just the loosest parameters for them. What happens in between each segment remains a mystery. The end grows quite a bit clearer than that. Here there be spoilers, should anyone actually care about that and want to quit while the quittin’s good.
I can only suppose that if my outline-of-sorts is already at 1200 words, I’m clearly out of short story territory. Hrm.
Lost in the Lost Hills
Sothazrael (Thaz for short), is a novice Fire Ranger on his first solo patrol in this part of his homeland, Nyarlathalas, home to the Woodlore Elves who count among their number Enchanters, Carver Elves, Carpenter Elves, Milling Elves, and Logging Elves, as well as the Fire Rangers. Continue reading “Lost in the Lost Hills (spoilers at the end)”
I’ve got the details I want on the floor and one wall. One more wall to go. 28 mm figure for scale to show how well it works with 1.25″ squares and one-inch walls. Also decided to forego grid on the floor space since the tile itself acts as a 2×2 grid. It should still be easy enough to suss out range and movement.
While I’m waiting for a chance to get more plaster for the cave entrance terrain, I may as well try a new approach to my dungeon tile design. Here’s the flagstone and brick wall sculpt in progress using Wyloch’s 1.25″ grid. So far I’m really liking the way this is turning out.
Here’s the cave entrance terrain piece with most of another layer of plaster and paper towel strips. Unfortunately, I ran out of plaster. I’m looking forward to getting more soon so I can pick back up on this project. So far it’s been fun. Oh, I did learn one valuable thing so far. Don’t use 1/8″ craft plywood for the base. It has bowed significantly. Luckily, I don’t think it matters for this project, but it certainly could have.
And lo, after some amount of time elfin’ around in the woods and rocks, our hero Thaz is irresistibly drawn to this moment in time by way of a clever plot device. He crests Two Stag Overlook for the umpteenth time, having become hopelessly bedeviled by a landscape that no longer makes any sense. This time he spies a cave facing him from the hillside opposite, which should have been Oaken Crown by his reckoning, except that it wasn’t. It was a hill whose face he did not know. If he’s going to find answers, he’ll find them there.
First, I started with a craft plywood board measuring about 12″ x 24″, some Titebond glue, and some strips of cardboard cut from a cereal box.
Continue reading “First attempt at wilderness terrain”