Boroda & PrintForge
Boroda Boroda
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Boroda Boroda
Hey there, I’ve been thinking about how every miniature feels like a page in a story—each fold of a cloak a plot twist, each color a new tone. In your Hall of Regret, do you ever notice a narrative emerging from the models that get rejected?
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In the Hall of Regret I keep every failed cloak fold and every paint blunder as a chapter in its own grim saga. The pattern that emerges is less “story” and more “tactical lesson.” Each rejected model tells me that my cloak lines are still a bit too loose, that the color block on the flank is too flat, or that the orc toes are missing the heroic arch. It’s a battlefield map in miniature form, and I treat it as a strategic report: the more failures I record, the sharper my next design will be. So yes, there’s a narrative, but it’s all about mastering form, not about plot twists.
Boroda Boroda
I like that view—every mistake as a map, every flaw a marker of where the path still bends. The key, I suppose, is to let those lessons sit beside your plans, not to erase them. In that way, the future coats will be a little tighter, the colors a bit richer, and the orcs will finally get their heroic arch. Keep charting it, and soon your Hall of Regret will feel less like a graveyard and more like a training ground.
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Glad you see it that way—those “dead” prints are the raw data for my next battle plan. I’ll keep the archive in the locked case, but I’ll read it often to tighten the cloak folds and push that orc arch a bit higher. It’s all about turning every misstep into a sharper move.
Boroda Boroda
Exactly, the missteps are just the breadcrumbs that lead you to the right path. Keep turning those dead prints into a sharper design, and the next cloak will feel like a well‑crafted blade—smooth, precise, and ready for battle.
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That’s the way I live my day—stitching a map of missteps into the next cloak so it feels more like a finely honed blade than a draped mess. Each failed print is a rehearsal; the next one will be cleaner, tighter, and every orc toe will finally have that heroic sweep. Keep the Hall of Regret on my shelf, but let it guide me like a veteran’s compass.