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Von Tschatschke and Von Pfeffernuesse Arrive. . .

Here they are -- Captain von Pfeffernuesse and General von Tschatschke, all glossy and ready for the table!


Newly appointed Stollenian General von Tschatschke (at right) has arrived in Krankenstadt, the capital of the Grand Duchy of Stollen, from his family estate somewhere in Courland. Accompanying him is his ADC, Captain von Pfeffernuesse (at left), whose family also hails from the Baltic region. The two will meet briefly with General von Drosselmaier tomorrow morning, before the three leave to join the Stollenian army in the southwestern part of the country. While von Taschatschke's tactical abilities remain to be seen, he and the young von Pfeffernuesse will undoubtedly be the subject of much discussion as they make their way through various small towns and villages during their journey to the Stollenian frontier.

Comments

Martin said…
One can only wonder what the muttered comments of the knaves, louts, and tillers of soil will be as these two sartorial comets cross their skies.

On the other hand Von Tschatschke's H.Q. will be easy for the couriers to find in the smoke and confusion of battle! Perhaps that's why he prefers such flamboyant uniforms. Hummmm....
Fitz-Badger said…
LOL

Very pretty! Nice paintwork!
Stryker said…
Very nice bit of brush work!

Ian
Der Alte Fritz said…
Pink? Very unmilitary.
Paul Liddle said…
Very nice,the pink looks much better than I imagined it would.
Well done.

Paul.
Capt Bill said…
Only real men can wear pink. He should instill fear in the hearts of his foes...

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