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I thought I'd share my Chaos army and various WIP things, hopefully to motivate myself to get some more painting done! I have a decent sized Iron Warriors army, as well as a goodly number of Thousand Sons, which I'll get pictures of later. My current projects are a start up Emperor's Children Warband, and a force of The Cleaved. The Cleaved: I made this Plague Marine years and years ago when I had a spare blob of Green Stuff. The armour was a test piece for the new foundations, its straight Dheneb with a heavy devlan wash. He got some nice armour scores, and some weeping joints I abandoned them for a very long time, until the release of the new codex, whereupon I made a couple of plasma gunners to come later. I also have 5 of these guys that will be geting the cleaved treatment. My very first tank, well over 10 years old with an awful splotchy (but thin) nurgle paint job, back when the mark of Nurgle gave your vehicle +1AV all round. Rather than give it to the Iron Warriors, I've honoured it's heritage and dedicated it to the cleaved. The marine on the back was originally an ultramarine, but the blue wouldnt look good with the colour scheme. Green, however would, and seeing as there will probably be a few new DA players soon...and also to annoy Skink a little. The Nurglings on top need some detailing, as well as a few other bits and bobs, but I consider it table worthy after a weekend's work. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- With the new codex, I jumped at the chance to finally get some Slaaneshi marines under my belt. Noise marines with an 80's hair metal vibe. I wanted a full Sonic blaster squad, buy only had one and the blastmaster, so time to make up some stuff: Dude doing a squealy blaster solo, and regular blaster dude. You cant quite see the detail, ut they have hides/skin GS'd onto their leg armour, and regular dude has GW barbed wire wrapped around his thigh. Blastmaster and DeathKorg. You cannot have a band without a synth, so this guy got made up. The idea is that the bolter fires, gets some funky rhythm attached to it as it goes along the barrel, then hits the opponent with some music that they've probably never heard of. Noise Champion: Since squad leaders cannot currently have blasters, and in the hope that they can someday, I made something in between a combi bolter and blaster, the backpack (from the classic NM) and belt amp can also double as a Doom Siren. Smile:

Hi I’m Casual Heresy, and I’m a hobby butterfly. And that’s okay. Afternoon all. A combination of the forum upgrades and downtime from catching Nurgle’s blessing (covid) for the first time means I’m finally going to start the WiP log I’ve always meant to start. I love space marines of all types so always have multiple projects on the go. Currently, I’m focussing on Black Templar reinforcements for the August Throne of Skulls at Warhammer Workd with heresy era ultramarines in the background. But various other armies and one off projects will pop up over time. Currently I’m about to finish the first of two Redemptors for my Templars, and a Contemptor I finished yesterday is waiting on tufts. After that there is only Grimaldus and his boy band, a Primaris Techmarine and Castellan to go.

The II Legiones Astartes Official timeline posts XI primarch as second last discovered, leaving under 100 years before legion is to be destroyed. As such, the XI must be the 'lost', found wanting rather than turned rebellious. Would have preferred to do the XI, but the II must be chosen. Horus was discovered in 805, so the II Primarch could be discovered in 806. Space wolves had a classified action in year 969 during M30. This could be the destruction of the Crowned. This leaves 163 years, which should be enough time for a legion to fall. II legion - The Crowned/ Voidkin/ Brass Herons/ Brazen Flock/ SOMETHING BETTER (personal name: The Sedge - A term for a group of Herons, native to Ohrid.) Primarch: Encheleus, The Iron King, Eye of the Storm, Lord of the Void. Culture base: Illyria As the Chaos Gods threw his brethren throughout the Galaxy, The Primarch of the II legiones Astartes was thrown to the world Ohrid. Ohrid was a rare beacon of calm that had weathered the warp storms around them due to their rare gift/curse. On Ohrid, there was an incredibly higher than average incidence of psychic blanks in the population, a necessary but hated underclass. This had arisen because the genes to produce Pariahs, a recessive and rare trait, was present in many of the original colonists, but the influence of the warp seemed to 'turn on' the gene, causing a large number to be born in a single generation. Children that were originally sent out to die, seen as abominations, held off the nightmarish storms gathering. The populace quickly realised their need, forcing these children into imprisonment and breeding programs. Within hours of being removed from his pod, Encheleus was the put to work in the mirror of the Astronomican, The Ulcinium Naro, a series of drab towers clustered around a huge central spire that pierced the heavens, the colour seeming to drain from the sky around it. The blanks were constantly under guard, prisoners in all but name. Encheleus was raised in this prison, subjected to countless abuses against himself and his comrades. The nature of Nulls meant that their jailers/protectors were harsh, and free with physical punishment. He learnt quickly that humanity hated him and his brethren, some 1500 Psychic Nulls. Of all, he was the most prominent. The most intriguing, the most hated. No other drew the ire of the populace or his jailers more. He was restrained with chains of Adamantium, a huge collar nullifying his prestigious power. Eventually, the gifts implanted by his Father began to show themselves, and he became the figurehead for a rebellion, rising up against his oppressors. With his own hands he wrought his nullifier collar into a crown of black iron, a symbol of his power over those that had thought to rule him. The world he created was as harsh as his own life. The normal people had hated himself and his kind, and he turned that hatred back to them, whether they were guilty or not. He was made to rule. His kind allowed their world to survive the Warp Storms intact. They did not deserve to be imprisoned. They deserved to rule. It was their right, they were better. The superior ruled the chattel. The weak could not be trusted to make decisions. When they did, they made the wrong decisions. Fear of the strong caused them to attempt to control them, when they had no right. Sweeping edicts relegated the common man to become a lower class citizen, a drudge that existed only at the allowance of those they had once imprisoned. Such harsh order cowed the populace in line, and society continued to advance, the rise of the people of Ohrid built with the lives of many slaves. Eventually, The Emperor came. When a great golden barge touched down on his world, the ruler of Ohrid went out to meet the arrival, the first of its kind in living memory. They had thought they were alone, warp storms ravaging everything around their world. Their isolation was over. The meeting of Father and son was awkward affair. The Emperor was not pleased with what his son had done to the world he had landed on. He had simply switched one tyranny for another. Simply because they had been oppressed did not give him the right to oppress others. Encheleus eagerly listened, overjoyed at finding out he had a Father. He was no longer alone. And there was even better news: He had brothers. Equals. As the second Primarch found, Encheleus was present for many of the Primarchs returning to the fold. His meeting with his fellow Primarchs did not go well, a divide quickly forming between himself and his brethren. Most of them were at best uncomfortable around Encheleus, at worst they flagrantly despised him. Even Horus, the Primarch that got on with all his brothers, avoided Encheleus, unable to hide his dislike of his sibling. In the beginning, he attempted to bond with his siblings, to form a fraternal ties with a brother, something he had not experienced in his life. But it was not to be. His imprisonment and then brutal rule had left him somewhat bereft of social skills, and his nature made others uncomfortable. As relationships with his siblings failed, he threw himself into bonding with his legion. Before they found their Primarch, the II Legion were a small force, their members often seconded away with other Legions as they pacified the pockets of resistance on Terra. They excelled against pockets of psy-gifted that resisted the Emperor, all of them resistant to psychic attack, whilst one member of the Legion was said to actually dampen the powers of their opponents. Not only this, but the Legion had a below-average gene-seed acceptance rate. It was later found that an individual with psychic ability, active or latent, would suffer a fatal rejection, reducing already small legion numbers. As such, the squads of the II legion found themselves attached to other Legions rather than fight as one smaller, weaker unit. This system of secondment out to the larger Legions allowed for a blend of tactics and styles to take root in the legion. They were a small, but flexible force, taking the styles of the other legions, and blending them to fit. Their nature made them stand apart from other Legionaries, there are no tales of the legendary friendships such as those of Khârn and Argel-Tal within the [REDACTED] and their cousins. As other Primarchs were discovered and quickly sent off to lead their legions, Encheleus Languished on Terra for a decade before taking up the mantle of command. When their gene-father finally joined them, the II Legion rejoiced. Three Primarchs had already taken charge of their legions, and finally, the second could sail the stars with their Father. The small elements of the Legion that had been seconded out to the other Legions flooded home, a united Force for the first time since their inception. For a week, brothers reunited after years of isolation amongst others. A great discourse opened, ideas were exchanged, tactics disseminated. Encheleus interacted with his sons, finally accepted. After celebrating the return of their Primarch, the Legion left Ohrid, to claim planets for the Imperium of Man. Even united, the Legion were a small force, less than 7,000 legionaries made up their number. Due to the tiny size of their Legion, The Crowned relied heavily on Imperial Army units. They were also used as mediators, the ambassadors to worlds were the Humans of Encheleus' expedition, not his own Astartes, their presence making others irrationally uncomfortable. Their most prominent force was the Ohridian Spears, Forces levied from Encheleus' homeworld. Though commanded by highly trained officers, their main forces were conscripts, press-ganged into service. If a soldier served his time in the Spears well, he could expect freedom after 15 years. Freedom came with landowner's rights on Ohrid or some of the other planets claimed by the Expedition. The prospect of becoming a freedman was a tantalising prospect to many on Ohrid, who had become thralls to the will of those Untouchables left on Ohrid. Joining the Spears was the only way to rise socially to the small numbers of noble landowners that the officer caste was then drawn from. Those that stayed were born into, and died in, drudgery and fear. The state of Encheleus' homeworld was kept from the rest of the imperium due to the fact astropathic choirs couldn't contact the world, their powers blocked by the high density of blanks on the world below. This problem was simply seen as an afterthought in the beginning, as only Ohrid remained in the dark, the planets of the expedition all settled by humans, and ruled by members of the Imperial army as the Astartes moved onwards to further expansion. Humans were the intermediaries. It was a rare matter for the human habitants of worlds encountered by the expeditions to even see the Astartes that made up the fleet. (TBC) - - - So, Third stopped project's the charm. Ever since the Horus Heresy, I've loved the idea of making one of the lost legions. Pariahs and psykers have always been an interesting part of the lore to me, and I wanted to explore one of the Legions made up of Blanks. So far, I have a bit of Lore I've been working on for a few months, and I have a squad in progress. I'll post notes and other things in following posts. My core issue is the name. I can't really work out a good one. I want Herons to feature, as the Aridiaei named themselves after Herons, and they were a very prominent tribe of Illyrians. But the name Heron doesn't lend itself well to Astartes. NOTES The Namater: Originally created by Encheleus and his brethren on his homeworld, the Namater became a symbol of the Rinon, the cult of blanks that took a role that many saw as similar to the Librarius in other legions. The gauntlet device allows the user to focus his nullifying powers into a destructive blast that turns a psykers powers against the enemy. It is a simple device, a box attached to the gauntlet, linked to the Astartes by MIU. Heatsinks stud the device, dissipating the byproduct of using this arcane weapon. A single rod projecting ahead of the hand serves as a focussing rod to direct the powers of the Rinon. A pyrokine will be wrapped in his own fire, a telepath will go insane hearing his own thoughts and screams echoing endlessly within their psyche. The Namater is a jealously guarded secret within the Legion. Only the tech-marines may craft these devices and link them to the plate of their brethren. Many Mechanicum adepts have suffered accidents in Legion forges.

Well 1st attempt to painting something different from my beloved DA.... I've made a little list to play Heresy mechanicus (and who knows, play them in 40k when FW will allow them... :rolleyes: ) The Ryza colour scheme nearly punch me, and with my remaining eye, I've started to make colour tests to see what would be better between a jokaero or a troll slayer orange : http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y50/Masteravoghai/Miscelleanous/A48CA06D-2B3D-4531-B923-CB717FAC5C4F.jpg Finally I've chosen the jokaero for its smooth effect taht will be easier to work when I start something bigger like Thanathar or Knight Styrix. After a little more work and freehands here's the result : http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y50/Masteravoghai/Gilgamesh/8A93A5C4-FF36-465C-9FA3-D326B0B228FC.jpg Please nte the bases are not the actual ones... I've planed to use industrial base from Micro arts studio bu until I oreder them I've made a standard "steet effect" C&C welcome

I am a lesser son of greater fathers. I am the descendant of men who carried the human race from its infantile cradle to the mantle of supremacy across the galaxy. I am the son of warriors whose tread shook the stars and whose fury shattered civilisations, whose courage turned back the shroud of Old Night, and whose honour has served as an example for generations since passed, and for those yet to come. I am the last in a long line of warrior-heroes who have left their indefatigible mark on the course of human history, and who will be revered forever more across the ages as legends. And rightly so. Yet I am no legend. Nor am I a hero. I am the last of my brothers and the most fallible of them all. I am the sole survivor, the outcast, the lone wanderer who stood, paralysed, as his brothers were cut down and murdered by those who should have been our kinsmen and shield-brothers. My sin is that I live, while those who were far worthier than I, far nobler and doughtier men, lie dead. I am a lesser son of greater fathers, and by what authority is vested in me by the Primarch and by the Emperor, beloved by all, I swear I will avenge my fallen brothers and reap such a tally amongst their murderers that I might stand as an equal amongst my brothers in the afterlife. -from the journal of an unknown battle-brother, XIIIth Legion 'Ultramarines', company and Chapter unknown _____________________

As said in my vow on the ETL thread http://www.bolterandchainsword.com/index.p...2368&st=175 I am vowing a 5-man Assault Squad with a Rhino (Power fist, 3 Plasma pistols, Combat shield, Meltabomb, Pintle-mounted Storm bolter and Hunter-killer missile,) and a Contemptor Pattern Dreadnought (Heavy Conversion Beamer, Graviton Gun, Extra Armor, Searchlight, Carapace-mounted Cyclone Missile Launcher and Targeting Augury, from IA: Apocalypse 2nd Edition pages 24-25,) from Codex: Dark Angels of total value 526 points I will update later with a full break down if it is needed (let me know if it's needed.) Here are 3 pics of the units. Edit - I deleted links as Photobucket sucks!!! Sadly lost the three photos...

Hello there Heresy fans of Bolter & Chainsword. I thought I would create a blog on this great forum to collate the creation of my third Heresy Thousand Sons army. The two prior were made entirely of plastic, with conversions for their iconic helms and lots of psychic powers flying around. This army will be no different, but instead of converting the helmets I shall be using the Acheron helms for my normal tacticals and the upgrade helms for any characters and veterans. The colour scheme shall also be different this time. The first army was a bright red/orange colour while the second was a deep, dark red. This army is somewhere in the middle, following the 'Eavy Metal paint guide for their Sons (which was tucked away in a corner of this month's WD). Now, onto the actual army, as it stands so far: My first Tactical Squad: http://i.imgur.com/4KmTHKM.jpg With their Sergeant: http://i.imgur.com/yebAhzJ.jpg And a WIP Vexilla: http://i.imgur.com/5swb6oo.jpg And a shot of my first test model: http://i.imgur.com/JJb23Sz.jpg And some Tartarus Terminators. The banner bearer and the guy with a power fist will both have fire sculpted as if they're casting it (counts as Heavy Flamer and Combi-Flamer respectively): http://i.imgur.com/eMGPbq1.jpg Their new Sergeant, after the old one was deemed too much like a Praetor. He will have his hand painted as if it is casting lightning (counts-as Volkite): http://i.imgur.com/B8KNhLi.jpg And a Praetor my army acquired unexpectedly. He was originally the squads Sergeant but people thought he was a bit too ornate so he was swiftly promoted! http://i.imgur.com/xZuYpp5.jpg Please let me know what you think, all C&C appreciated. Hopefully I shall return soon with more miniatures and hopefully some fluff too! Ahrimanjjb

Hi everyone! "New" on the forum, been a member for some time, but never posted a thread (maybe not even a comment?). But here we go! So just to get it out there, I suck at updating but I will do my best, since I believe this is the most amount of minis I ever painted in one color scheme (yeah I'm bad at that too xD) But not to drag on, pictures! The first marine, finished except the shoulder guard. IMG_4960 by pAcKiE93, on Flickr More Pictures Cheers!