No all of them, thank God – they was so rarely, but the leaders who have thus far emerged from the paint table. So far we have the Oberst who commands the Freikorps, his cavalry Rittmeister, two Musketeer officers and two NCOs. You can see them above, working from right to left. We used the rules to find out exactly whom we are dealing with, with some surprising results.
Oberst Mossack von Sekka, the commander of Freikorps von Sekka, is from a Prussian military family with wealth and influence, but sadly he is a cad whose sense of honour is, at best, questionable. His, ahem, dalliances are why he is no longer Colonel of an old Prussian Regiment and now commands the questionable Freikorps. Of diminutive stamp, and certainly no looker, he is considered by all to be thoroughly dislikeable. Clearly his wealth plays a major part in keeping his mens’ service and his military record is sufficient to see him in employ.
Freiherr Rittmeister Augustin von Kraken is said to be the illegitimate son of a Prussian Prince. The Freiherr is a man of considerable honour and a stunning linguist, having spent many years as a child in exile in foreign courts. He is of average stamp but a good looking chap with an affable personality. His goal is to achieve some success on the battlefield in order to curry the favour of the father he has never met but who has at least provided him with a minor title. Military success could, he hopes, restore him to a position of legitimacy or, at least, win some advancement.
Hauptmann Ernst Augustus von Glottalstop. With extravagant wealth and considerable influence, Ernst Augustus is minor nobility, being the fifth son of an Elector in the central German states. He is, however, a terrible rotter and in known to use the impressive cavalry sword carries to persuade unfortunates to hand over their wealth. He is of average stamp and is fair of face but, unsurprisingly, is a vile individual. One can only suspect his father chose the wrong sort of school and is now paying the price. Hence the young man’s position here rather than in his father’s service.
Finally, Fanenträger Sigwald Göring is a gentleman ranker who joined the Freikorps with the hope of a glittering military career. He has proved his worth on the battlefield already and won a commission as a result. Göring is honourable and a good looking, strapping fellow although something of a dullard.
The NCOs are a rather different bag, both with charm and rumbustious wit which makes them popular with many a serving wench. Unteroffizier Marek Puska is a giant of a man, good looking with it, whilst Jägermeister Jurgen Kellermann is a strapping fellow and a handsome devil. It is their good management of the men which serves to balance out the social misfits who command them.
Our Croats have just been undercoated and we will introduce their three leaders once they are complete and the artillery will follow on from that to complete our little force. More on that this week, painting time permitted.
Part of me wishes that I hadn’t painted these chaps until after I’d diced up their personalities. As a result I am going to give the Freiherr a powdered wig as befits his birth, I’ll possibly do the same for the Fanenträger too. Oberst von Sekka turned out to be a right nasty piece of work, so I am thinking about adding bright red lipstick for him, just to emphasise his caddish nature. Overall, I am really rather pleased with the band of misfits I ended up with. There’s nowt so queer as folk! as we are probably no longer allowed to say…
As a wise Roy Orbison once said, “It’s over, it’s over, it’s oooooover”. And indeed it is. The gaming event of the year, the Heaven and Hell, which is Salute is over once again. I say Heaven and Hell as this represents my feeling about the show. It is Heaven from the point of view