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Respecting the Redfists Full of lust for battle, the orruks raised their weapons, beating their armor and shields rhythmically with their choppaz, as they shouted challenging war calls. The Bloodtoofs were ready for another fight! In the midst of the raging sea of green bodies and red armor, the Redfists marched on, disciplined in rank and file, proud to be even better and harder than any other greenskin. They pushed their ironclad mob cheekily next to Uraugh's brutes. As soon as Uraugh noticed this, he turned around and screamed: "Back to the back rows! Gits do not belong to the front! " "Then you have to go first," retorted Gotmork Redfist, leader of the Redfists. Gotmork had proven himself in many battles and the rumor went that he was different than the other Ardboys. What that meant, no one could say for sure. But that did not matter, Uraugh thought to himself. An Ardboy was not a true Ironjaw and only Ironjawz had the right to choose the best fights, he thought. Especially since Uraugh could not tolerate that a small Ardboy acted stupid towards him. He stalked towards Gotmork, scraping his spiked club against his boss claw, creating sparks between them. "You want bashin’, huh?" he said with a sneering grin upon his face. Immediately, a circle formed around the two opponents, but to Uraugh's astonishment, the leader of the Arboys did not pinch his tail, but straightened himself up, teasingly clapping his ax and choppa with an evil smile. Uraugh did not hesitate. His club lurched down from above on Gotmork, which skillfully parried the slash with his cleaver, but the maneuver had been a feint. While Gotmork had warded off the blow, Uraugh grabbed with his bossclaw and tried to fix the other arm of Gotmork. However, as it turned out the Ardboy had expected this and the parade, with which he had staved off the attack, served to get some momentum at the same time. His left hand, armed with an ancient choppa, rushed down onto the Brute. A blink of an eye later, Uraugh's arm with the Bossclaw lay on the ground, cut clean on the joint. By turning around his own body, Gotmork also released his forearm from the claw's grip and the backhand swing sank his ax into Uraugh's head. As the Redfists lined up back in formation, Gotmork caught the glances of the other Ironjawz. An amused smirk spread across their faces, some even slightly nodding. Gotmork knew that he had earned the respect of the Bloodtoofs today, but he was no fool. He would not turn his back on any of these killing machines in the future ... ***** And with this little narrative intro, I`d like to relaunch my little army project here. I had it running once already, but due to new guidelines of photobucket the pictures simply didn`t show anymore. After finally overcoming this huge annoyance, I decided to give it another go and simply begin with a fresh start. As the Start Collecting Ironjawz box came out, one of them quickly became part of my collection. Instead of using all the models that were in the box, I chose to paint up some of the older models for the Ardboys which lay around my place for almost a decade already. Guilty feelings and curiousity being my drive, motivation caught up with me as I painted the first of them. Ugtur The newest member of the Redfists swings his axe with cunning but brutal precision. Although he is the new guy, being part of the Redfists does have value, as it means you`re at least harder than the other Ardboys. Being rather quite Ugtur longs to prove himself in battle and be part of the best WAAAGH! All of my painted Orruks have an own name, which is painted on the bottom of the base, and a little narrative going along. My intention was to start with a couple of skirmish games and giving the guys some background helped to make the feeling more immersive and strengthen the narrative a bit. Before I painted Ugtur I noticed, that he looked noticeably smaller than the newer Ardboys of plastic. Switching out the head helped to blend him in smoothly with the rest. Another interesting fact came to me as I went on painting the mini. The older models practically paint themselves, as all sections are clearly divided into "Skin", "Red armor", "Black armor", "Cloth" and "Metallics", and have much less additional details on them, like some fur or leatherstraps. Following the basic paintscheme of the Bloodtoofs also helped speeding up the paintjob a little (and trust me, if I say something like this it means a lot, as I am probably the slowest painter on the planet). Adding some flames on various spots gave the appearance a little extra, while the Bloodtoofs fluff of their Ardboys not using wood or normal skulls, kept the job simply on all the weaponry. So this is it for the beginning, as I slowly fill up the thread with what has been done already. There is five Ardboys in total and a halway finished Warchanter, which I kind of dare to continue at the moment. But I think I`ll go for that guy as soon as I`ve finished the next Ardboy. Can anyone guess what model I use for him by this little teaser?