Hunting Party B Grade Singles
Single B-Grade Hunting Party pin, selected your variant. Unfortunately the factory that created Hunting Party is suffering from issues with COVID shutdowns and I cannot expect them to remake these pins to any reliable degree. For the first time I am selling B grades en masse to make up for the loss and move on. LE numbers have been removed with a Dremel tool to distinguish them from their A-grade counterparts. These pins have a variety of minor to moderate blemishes, including:
overfill, underfill, missing enamel fill, scratching or blemishing that could not be buffed out of the epoxy, small chipping of the enamel plating.
I have done my best to picture the flaws here. Do not request more pictures. These pins are not A-grades. End of story.
Single B-Grade Hunting Party pin, selected your variant. Unfortunately the factory that created Hunting Party is suffering from issues with COVID shutdowns and I cannot expect them to remake these pins to any reliable degree. For the first time I am selling B grades en masse to make up for the loss and move on. LE numbers have been removed with a Dremel tool to distinguish them from their A-grade counterparts. These pins have a variety of minor to moderate blemishes, including:
overfill, underfill, missing enamel fill, scratching or blemishing that could not be buffed out of the epoxy, small chipping of the enamel plating.
I have done my best to picture the flaws here. Do not request more pictures. These pins are not A-grades. End of story.
One LE15 per person!
- $20 + s/h
- 3.75" tall
- $20 + s/h
- 3.75" tall
- four back posts
- all variants have epoxy
- sets and singles include collector/story card
LE35: Winter Warriors: dyed metal, glitter, blue glow
Artwork by Rahadil Hermana
Vector and Pantone Matching by Emi Giovannini
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Tribal elders were always warning young gnomes against mushroom hunting deep in the woods. “There are unknown dangers in the thicket,” they would lecture. “This glade has always provided what we need. Don’t be greedy! There is no sense in risking the wrath of the forest!”
Things changed after an intense drought. The wee folk watched as mushroom patches around their glade slowly disappeared. The town cellars were empty and their bellies grew desperate before a merciful thunderstorm brought promise of future harvests. The young hunters woke early 2 weeks after the first rains. They gathered everything from the local patches but were sad to see the cellars filled only halfway. They voted to venture out further, both fearful of hunger and tempted by increasingly large and plentiful crops. Good fortune lead to merriment and before long the boys were singing and dancing their way into the dark forest. The large group believed their hunger troubles were over - until the ground began to shake...
The fungal behemoth overtook them in seconds. It crashed through a bushy tree line, crushing one of the youths under a gargantuan tentacle before deftly snatching up and eating several more. A mere 2 of the boys escaped the sudden slaughter, sprinting back to the village and collapsing in front of the town watch. The elders were assembled. Upon hearing the boys’ tale the oldest council member turned ash white, set her time-worn eyes on the dark woods, and half-whispered “Gather the warriors and weapons. Tell them to mount their steeds. The great terror has awakened once again. It will arrive here soon. Tell them... tell them they fight for our very survival…”
For more info on the art of Rahadil Hermana:
https://www.behance.net/bodilpunk
For more info on the art of Emi Giovannini:
https://www.emimonsterart.com/