First Squads of Gloam-Hyyn

Yawdryl Laf’ynt puffed on his pipe. „Jayzus t’underin‘ Ancestors bucko. Get to where ya be and sit der until I come to where yez at.“

The young rhyfler trotted away, back up the jungle track, sandals softly slapping.

„Pashang Bossquar!“ Lukey, one of the older rhyflers, a rugged backwoods quar and snail trapper, swore and spat a stream of tobacco juice at a beetle crawling up a stem. „Buckos na ken gloamy sassa-kay?“

Laf’ynt checked the magazine on his Doru. „Well, no time like the present for ‚em t‘ learn, eh? An‘ they jus‘ needs to stan‘ where dey be an‘ all.“

„You and Doh’n go right. Me, Syr’tte, an‘ Tafytte wit‘ da Cryfen will go left. We’ll catch da Greenies in a crossfire.“

Doh’n, another rhyfler from deep in the swamps, laughed. „Ah, den we havin‘ fay dou dou!“

Lukey nodded to Doh’n who checked the action on his jungle carbine patterned Harlech. „Soft, soft-sa baratna. Creepin‘ us like beetles, ‚kay?“

Doh’n nodded. „Si si. Soft soft, mi pensa. No kitty mi.“

The two veterans faded into the thick bush on the right of the track.

There are 7 unique poses.

Laf’ynt looked at his two remaining squad members. „Single file. Leadin‘ me. Tafytte you tail. Watch me signs. Maybe just a squad we facin‘, maybe no. Too many Greenies we allons couree. Sa sa?“

Look at their toes!

The other two Quar nodded silently. „Allez!“ Laf’ynt said and plunged through the undergrowth.

4 different separate packs

With the thick canopy, and no sunlight to orient yourself with, navigation in the jungle was a challenge. Laf’ynt tried to keep in the right direction, but every time you stepped around a tree or over a log it was easy to drift off your bearing. He knew the track snaked and twisted off to his right and kept them moving that way as he pushed through the leafy undergrowth.

Somewhere up there, his two youngest rhyflers should be dug in behind a thick log that crossed the track.

He stopped, holding a fist up. He listened carefully. Just off to the right he heard somequar softly humming the old sea shanty „Wellerquar.“

Good. They weren’t lost.

They soon came upon the enormous rotting tree trunk. It’s ancient bulk was covered in fungus and vines and swarmed with insects.

Tafytte pulled off some rotten wood and grabbed a fat beetle, crunching it noisily.

Laf’ynt just looked at him and shook his head. „Zwah“ he whispered. They scrambled under the trunk where a thick branch still held it up. He moved them up to be just ahead of the roadblock, where they could shoot down the track.

They settled down in the undergrowth and waited.

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The Gloam-Hyyn are a fan made faction, created by YouTube painter Mish Mash! who has added a lot of enthusiastic Quar content to his popular 40k channel, helping to boost Quar among mainstream 40k players. The Gloam-Hyyn have a decided Cajun flavor, living in a swampy bayou. But there are also notes of Viet Cong and to me, at least, since they’re coastal dwelling fisher folk, Newfoundlanders. So in my head, poorer quar, from deep in the swamp or working the shrimp boats, talk with a thick patois that I’ve liberally coloured with Cajun and Belter slang. Better educated „townies“ talk like Newfoundlanders.

The camouflage helmets and functional sandals definitely give them a jungle warfare vibe, so I took inspiration from WW2 Japanese for their uniforms, using Vallejo „Japanese Uniform“ for tunics and trousers, and Tamiya „IJA Green“ for the helmets. Then a lot of ink washes of varying intensity on their belts and packs. The big plants and tufts are from Gamer Grass.

Like all Quar factions, there is no direct analogy with a human historical army. There are similarities, but a lot of mixing too, to keep things interesting.

But these and my Toulmorese will take Quar and my wargaming from the Western Front of WW1 to Burma and the Pacific Islands of WW2. Because variety and all that.

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