Recently, I was commissioned to build $400 worth of Mordheim terrain for a sinister man from Sydney (ie: Mr. Alex Burkitt of the Infernal Muppets, a group of sinister sydneysiders who throw dice at one another on a regular basis. That or play Warhammer. I'm not sure.) 
And now, for your delectation are the photos I took of Burkittheim before shipping it. I was going to take more, but my camera batteries went flat, and I forgot to take more once I had recharged. In the immortal commodore-rear-window decorating words of Ned Kelly, Such is Life.
(note that I did not resize these before posting, so they are at the original camera file size, which is pretty chunky.)
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| Ah, beautiful downtown Burkittheim. | 
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| Which can be viewed from a range of angles and directions. | 
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| Such as this one. | 
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| Ruined building No.... er... I think this is No. 4? There were numbers... | 
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| The mighty carriage factory of Herr K. G. Benz & Sons. Also possibly known as Ruin No. 4. | 
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| The side of Burkitt Bros, dealers in finest reconditioned arms and armour. | 
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| And here we see the side of the house of ill repute. Which is most ill-y reputable. | 
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| The strange sort of tower-and-grave yard might of Ruin 5. This is definitely ruin 5. | 
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| This is ruin 3. I'm almost certain of that. It has an interior. Because such things are good, or so I am told. | 
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| Ruin 3 connected to one of the corners with a bridge of great sturdiness. Note also the ladder. | 
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| Yet another view of said ruin. | 
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| This is the back of Burkitt Bros. | 
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| The Burkittheim Guardhouse, featuring it's mighty round towery-thing. Which would be a wonderful place to deploy a warmachine in WFB, or KoW. Let us hope Herr Burkitt resists the urge to use it thus. | 
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| Another view of said guard house, which features EVERY kind of stone technique I use.... apart from one. | 
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| But it does have a multi-level interior to make up for missing out on one stone technique. | 
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| Ah, Burkitt Bros, you return to end the article. huzzah! | 
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| I can now also reveal what ACTUALLY happened to Mordheim. It was not struck by a twin-tailed comet. It was struck by a single tailed giant mutant space cat with warpstone eyes. | 
Well, there you are, about a month's worth of Mordheiming it up like a mad mad. I'll be posting the TFH Annual Compometition results on the weekend, so keep and eye out for those too.
 
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