New Faction Incoming!!
Spooplords of Batsylvania
Far to the northeast, hidden among forbidding mountains lies the tiny barony of Batsylvania. Here in his Classically Evil Mountain Castle™ Basil the Batlord rules with a yellow plastic fist. Of course Classic Evil Castles™ are known primarily for their tendency to attract Classically Heroic Knights™ in search of Sweet Loot and/or Damsels in Distress. Before long poor Basil was forced to raise a Classically Spooky Skeleton Army™ just to fend off the constant attacks on his castle. Also he was contractually obligated to hire a dragon to spend at least 25 hours per week to Loom Threateningly Atop Castle Spires and/or Roar Loudly And Eat A Peasant's Flock of Sheep/Pigs/Small Children.
Basil the Batlord is my all-time favorite canon Lego minifig, so I finally gave him his own faction. "Spoop" is a word in Batsylvanian that means "Frightening" or "Very Scary, Wow". "Bat" is a word in Batsylvanian that means "Crochet Enthusiast". Basil has hobbies! He's just not allowed to talk about them around Classically Heroic Knights™ for legal reasons. He is always accompanied by his pet miniature bat-dragon, Skittles.
The Butler can almost always be found pursuing his favorite pastimes of Hovering Silently in the Background or Glaring Disapprovingly. Side note, I'm giving named units different sized baseplates relative to their Power Level, this guy's on a 6x6 so he seems pretty tough...??
The Bubblegum Banshees live in Basil's front yard. They have a band, yeah it's pretty cool, no they don't have any shows scheduled. I don't think they've ever played a show. I don't think they know how to play any instruments. I hear they have killer voices though.
Captain Fluffypuppy leads Basil's skeleton army. "Fluffypuppy" is a word in Batsylvanian that means "I am a terrifying werewolf".
Jeffrey the Jester entertains the denizens of Basil's castle with hilarious hijinks like Opening His Maw Wide Enough To Create A Portal Into Hell Whence Spring A Thousand Laughing Demons, and juggling.
Some Wraiths and an Elder Wraith. They hang out in the basement and write depressing poetry.
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Phantasmal Dragon, just trying to pay the bills, man. Basil only gives him 25 hours a week at minimum wage, plus the bones of whatever knights he roasts. Not much to build a hoard out of, but he's got some investment opportunities lined up with CreepoCurrency and he's hoping it'll take off big time. Modified from an Elves set, he's still kind of a WIP, need to make him look spoopier when I have the time
Skeleton Soldiers defend Basil's castle from Classically Heroic Knights, door-to-door salesmen, Basil's mom, the mailman, the neighbor stopping by to ask for some salt... They aren't particularly discerning.