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Today after a long, long period of not hobbying at all I found my Ogre Kingdoms Leadbelchers in my lower desk, and they ignited the flame in me again. Looking at them and going through all my bitz, this is what I cooked up:
And here are some (quickly taken, not that professional) individual pictures:
This Leadbelcher's next projectile will be a cow's head he punched into his cannon, also notice the bayonet and iron sights in the form of a skull.
At his leg this Leadbelcher carries a quiver to load arrows into the cannon, the shield next to it will be painted as a target-practicing shield.
The final Ogre has used his Empire cannon to slay a dragon, after shooting it he used a knife to cut out the dragon's heart and consumed it to thus gain his power. This gave him the right to cloak himself in the dragon's bones. Building the skull of the dragon around the cannon's mouth and wearing it's skin at his belt. All kinds of bones can also be found all over him.
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Going to move this to the regular P & M board, please do put some pics in the showcase board as/when they're done
The poor man really has a stake in the country. The rich man hasn't; he can go away to New Guinea in a yacht. The poor have sometimes objected to being governed badly; the rich have always objected to being governed at all
We love our superheroes because they refuse to give up on us. We can analyze them out of existence, kill them, ban them, mock them, and still they return, patiently reminding us of who we are and what we wish we could be.
"the play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king,
Heretics crave the cleansing fire of absolution. They need not fear, for we shall deliver. 
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