Is the pen mightier than the sword even when most folks don’t believe a word of the truth you’re sendin’ back? Welcome to the thankless life of a muckraker in the Weird West, amigo. It ain’t an easy path, findin’ the strangest, most dangerous things the West has to offer and reporting to the unconvinced [...]
Just in case you didn’t get enough new stuff in last weeks Deadlands extravaganza, we’ve got even more new stuff for you this week! The first in our new series of print-and-play tile maps, Deadlands Temple of the Sun, is now available. Next time you find your cowpokes smack in the middle of an ancient [...]
Have you been pinin’ away for new Deadlands material? We figured you were, so here you go! If the Weird West was built by hard work, I guess it’s time your posse got ‘em some calluses. Blood Drive 1: Bad Times on the Goodnight puts your heroes on one of the longest, most danger-fraught cattle drives in [...]
The Weird West is a big place filled with big men, big ideas, and big…things… The new terrantula two-pack brings that home in a horribly skitterific way. There’s not much “mini” about spiders the size of ponies—tarantulas so big they’re named after fear itself—other than being made of metal and ready to use for your gamin’ [...]
The Weird West is a tough place to be alone, and sometimes you need a hand. Good news, amigo! We’ve got you covered! The new Deadlands Weapons and Accessories pack brings you a set of replacement hands and bits to help you customize your Deadlands minis—heck, any minis, really—exactly the way you want ‘em. Need [...]
Rabbits may be cute, furry, and good luck unless you’re a garden crop, but jackalopes come armed with the horns of a dilemma. Can your posse survive the cloud of bad luck they bring across the Weird West? The prairie tick swarms proved danger ain’t gotta’ be big, partner. These adorable li’l jackalopes prove it ain’t [...]
A fine woman can be a sight for sore eyes in the dim saloons and dusty trails of the Weird West. But when that silk fan turns out to be a spread of cards and that wind blowin’ through her hair is laced with screams from the fiery pits, perhaps you best be movin’ on. [...]