Showing posts with label Jacks-in-the-Green. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jacks-in-the-Green. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 August 2018

Green Men


In the depths of the Blackwold dwell greater dangers than Jacks-in-the-Green. That the Green Men bear kinship to the Jacks is undoubted: that tale is told in their mossy hides, tawny eyes and fear of iron. Yet they far outstrip the Jacks in stature and are more brutish both in body and in mind.

Some say that the Jacks-in-the-Green will, for mischief or malice, force the spirits of forest beasts - boars, bears, wild wolves - to inhabit the corpses of warriors lain for long ages in the ancient barrows of the Blackwold. Newborn and ancient, human and beast, these children of the fae rampage through the forest, howling in rage at the contradictions that compose them.

For others, the Green Men are the shades of the barrow-folk, grown bestial and wild over the centuries that they have raged against the Iron Folk who usurped them. In this telling, the Jacks are their children: ghosts only now, the extinction of ancient lines and the source of all the Green Men's grief and rage.

Yet others say simply that the Blackwold breeds monsters to guard its deepest secrets. The forest does not surrender its treasures willingly and births the Green Men being to protect them. 


Reason with them? They speak only the beast-tongues of the forest: one might sooner treat with a she-bear. Keep to the trail, shun the wildest parts of the woods and - when you must - trust in iron.

Rustling in hauberks of brazen leaves, bellowing like beasts, the Blackwold's wilderness made flesh: they come!



Wednesday, 2 May 2018

Some more Jacks-in-the-Green


Here are the first six Jacks-in-the-Green. They'll feature in our next Whitehack session, I imagine.

I generally prefer the Perry twins' goblins to Kev Adams'. The Perry ones are more Tolkienesque: nasty little subterranean soldiers. The Adams ones are more comic. But that means that they're better suited to a more whimsical, folkloric role: fairies or elementals rather than orcs.

These were quickly painted as part of a larger batch; I have another seven just about finished and many more in various stages of preparation. This first six will make a nice little unit of scouts for Dragon Rampant.


The one with the boulder is a crewman from a stone-thrower. He'll double up quite nicely as a 15mm forest troll, I reckon.