A week ago now was the wonderful event called Boyl and for this event I hosted a game of Rogue Trader, which pitted the Harlequins against their age old foe Slaanesh. Things didn’t go well for the old space clowns and they were cut up and mentally blasted to pieces almost to a man. That aside they are lovely models to paint and this marks probably the 20th time I’ve painted this box set but also the first time I’ve photographed them. All in all I’m pretty pleased with the effort, and what an effort it was! In my usual fashion it was a mad dash to the finish line to get things completed for the event and I managed to get these models painted ,plus a few others, in just two days. Words of wisdom to you all. Don’t do this! Painting check patterns at 6:30 in the morning is not a good idea.
With that said here they are, until the next time I need to strip them and repaint one of my favourite boxsets of all time.
So I’m off to Boyl this year for my second time and I’ve been busy getting ready for it. I can’t begin to tell you what an awesome trip it is, a few days off work and a weekend of wargame shenanigans, which all kicks off, as it should, with a visit to Mecca ( Warhammer World ) where I shall empty my pockets of all cash and smile from ear to ear as I do it. Then it’s onto the base of operations and a much needed first of many beers. Bliss!!!
Lets take a look at what I’ve painted so far shall we 🙂
First up it’s an Inquisitors war band.
And they will be up against the corrupted genius of this Tzeentch Sorcerer and his trusty thug of a Chaos Marine…….oh and a bunch of Daemons.
The fight will all take place on this board. A library of forbidden lore and portals to the unknown.
The painting mojo took a bit of hit lately and I found myself surrounded by too many projects on my hobby desk. This I find is never good as it becomes a bog of grey, primed and half painted great idea at the time models, which I may or may not get back to. So I had a tidy! Cleared the area! Arranged my brushes and got clean water! I then broke out a model that I’ve been wanting to paint for ages and thought I’m going to spend the day painting you. So I did and, ladies and gentlemen, it was glorious! The reason it was so good was because the model belongs to no project, it was painted for the sheer joy of it and that is what I was missing.
It’s not my best painting but it was nice to try out colours I don’t usually put together and the inspiration for the scheme came from a much loved John Blanche painting he did way back when Necromunda was known as Confrontation. I’m sure you know the one? 🙂
The Order of the Black Cross, a small but extremely deadly militant order of the Adepta Sororitas. With bone armour, white robes, pale skin and a large tattoo of a black cross down the length of their faces, they cut a striking and intimidating image. But, by far the most unsettling thing about them is their eyes. They are a milky white. The reason for this is one of their traditions of ascension to full Battle Sister. Upon ascension a battle sister will have a special graft set upon each eye, once healed the eye’s are then tattooed with minute scripture of the Litanies of Faith. It is said that upon waking the script is clear and all encompassing in their vision and it is also said that upon death this is all the sister will see in her final moments.
So I’ve finally settled upon a colour scheme and name for my Battle Sisters army. I have also painted my first Battle Sister. Now the problem I have is that they have tattoos of black crosses down their faces. Have you seen how small the battle sisters faces are? Bloody small! This will not stop me though, I am committed! I shall, however ,have to paint all the heads separately as this should make this mission I have inflicted upon myself easier.
All this painting small fiddly stuff made me want to wade in with a brush and get all experimental on something big! That big thing is one of the many Relic Chapel Tank of the Order of the Black Cross. These large relics are of shattered ruins of sacred places. They are given an ancient tracked base, a radiant statue of a Saint placed upon the highest point and go to war covered in Sisters all crying their hatred at the enemy and raining righteous death upon them. The sight of one of these behemoths of Imperial faith rumbling over the fallen and surrounded by purifying fire stirs the sisters to fight on no matter what and once it falls the track unit is recovered and waits for the time another sacred ruin is found.
Hello all! Hope this post finds you well. Today is a little post about a project that has been sitting on my hobby table for far too long, unfinished and unloved. A Flesh Eaters Kill Team.
Red and me don’t get along too well. I find it one of the harder colours to paint and this is why they probably sat there for so long. I do however like the Flesh Eaters and have done since I first saw them in that now legendary lineup of Astartes in the Rogue Trader rule book. So I set about creating a small squad of them and tried to capture that ferocity and blood lust they are known for.
Flesh, pain and pleasure! The sadistic lovers of Chaos. SLAANESH!!! Sssaay she who thirsts name with rapture!
So I’ve been adding to my Slaanesh war band the forbidden fruits of which are the subject of this post. This is one of those projects that is on the slow burn and I’m pretty sure, in fact I know, I will be adding more to it over time, I already have a few unopened boxes of Slaanesh goodies in the model draws and The Keeper of Secrets will be mine ( oh yes it will be mine ) very soon.
As projects go it’s been one of exploring new techniques and pushing myself with converting and modeling (CAD and traditional) plus with the release of Contrast paints it has given me the opportunity to do some speed painting, a method I used to do the cultists. All in all then it’s been great fun and some of my most satisfying hobby moments have come from it. May they continue in Slaanesh’s name!
The above images are of the Chaotic war engines of the band. The Impulsor Engine and Rapture missile launcher.
The suppressive glow of haunted green shrouds this place of forbidden knowledge like an artists wash to mute the scene. We have been wandering this Library labyrinth for days now trying to find the cause of the mysterious deaths that have inflicted many of our scribes and still we are no closer to finding……well anything really. Endless shelves of books, scrolls and data stacks populate these halls with powered rooms, who’s techno magic give power to the mysterious portals that can be used to jump from section to section of the vast labyrinth, as long as one knows the correct litanies and codes of course. Such knowledge is forbidden to likes as me for I am just one of the 13 stewards that patrol this particular section. Still we walk on, my companion and I, keeping in vox contact with the others no one has seen a scribe or even a body of one, they must be here somewhere though as it just doesn’t make any sense.
As this thought leaves my mind the vox clicks.
” Found them. Sector 11, near the exiting portal room.”
“We are in Sector 10, on our way.”
A noise stops us in our tracks. Coming from the vox unit is a the most awful and creepy sound I have ever heard. Chanting. I look at my companion and share a look of disgust and uncertainty. The vox clicks again.
” They are chanting and standing around what looks like a well. Wait a minute…….. Who are you?! Identify your self?! “
I hear a voice. It sounds like a well educated one and that seems to make things worse somehow.
” My dear stewards you are just in time! Please come and bare your soul to the wonderful work we weave.”
Screams and wet crunching sounds emit from the vox. That’s it for me! I turn to run and am struck back by an unseen force. My companion and I look up from the floor at pure horror made real.
” Greetingsss little sssoul candlesss. Where are you running off to in sssuch a hurry?”
We stare, my companion wets himself, I think I may have to as fear all consuming engulfs us.
” Pleassse excusse me. Where are my mannersss. I am Morde’rya and my masster, for want of a better word, has a usse for you. ”
Morde’rya is the first daemonhost I have created for The Daemon Ink. The look I wanted to achieve was one of age, as if the hosts body is rapidly deteriorating with all the changes the Daemon has made to it and I wanted the tone to reflect that to. Working with a very limited palette I mainly used Contrast paints to get the blend of it’s flowing skin with highlights done in Deepkin Flesh and Pallid Wych Flesh. Glazes of green were applied to give an unhealthy glow. All in all I very pleased with this character and writing a bit of fluff after so long has been fun and I’m looking forward to populating The Daemon Ink campaign further.
Greetings confined ones! I do hope this post finds you deep in hobby joy as the outside world gets weirder. I for one am extremely glad to be part of this wonderful community and the sheer volume of awesome projects being produced is truly amazing. I salute you all! Keep the inspiration flowing good people and we shall get through this strange time together.
So, what have I been up to? A few things actually but today it’s all about the first model for my Sanguinala Procession. This model is the centre of it all, a huge statue of the Primarch Sanguinius being pulled along by a hulking brute while the Blood Cardinal preaches from here pulpit at the front, decaying wings of the Angel splayed out behind her.
The inspiration for this project came from reading the book Vaults of Terra, The Carrion Throne by Chris Wraight. Its an excellent read and I can highly recommend it as it has wonderful descriptions of Terra in it and he nails the feeling of the place perfectly.
Sanguinius model is a 3D print of a free file called Bloody Glorious Hawk-boy by SebTheis. It was perfect for this project, thank you.
Next up will be the dancing girls! Blood skull pom poms here we come 😉
Hello peeps! Hope you’re all well in hobby land. As for my self I must say I’ve been suffering from a lack of it 😦 and yes it’s the same old culprit we call life and things you must do instead of wanting to do. As important as all that shit is I feel it’s just as important to give time to your interests. My wife calls it the pie of life, and she is correct, one slice should never get too big. So here I am reslicing my pie to much more balanced and enjoyable portions.
As some of you are aware I have been developing a tile system called Mag Bellum. Its magnetic and solid! It’s also been a hard slog, due to pie issues, and I feel I am now ready to give some much needed attention to it. So let’s jump in shall we 🙂
First up you have this selection of tiles.
This bunch is enough to create a 2 x 2 skirmish sized board.
Nice! But wait. You can do so much more.
What about walls? Yep they will be available to and look like this.
As you can see they come as a basic sci- fi design but you will be able to change that by sliding various inserts into place. This one is the Library insert. Door ways and smaller wall sections have also been designed.
All this is in preparation for Salute 2020. I plan to have it in the shop soon and will be documenting my road to Salute so you will see my progress on the designs and what will be available on the day, I’m going to have some terrain pieces to buy and a couple of complete special edition sets.
I will now leave you with some tasty shots of some of the kits you can expect to purchase in the very near future. Cheers! 🙂