Loyalty and Mayhem - Aspiration

[deathspectersgt7]

Happy New  Year!!!!! 

[Pearson73]

Hey folks, base-coated one of the possessed as a tester for colours. Obviously he's still very rough, but what do we think?

The armour has a slight blue tint in person thanks to a hawk turquoise wash and I think the bolt pistol casing will be in dark red.

Thanks for looking.

[Bro Castiel]

Nice yellow/cream on the pads.

[Pearson73]

Hey folks, in the middle of mock exams, so so not much progress, almost finished 'The Noble':

The White isn't quite so stark in person, but what do folks think?

@Bro Castiel: Thanks! Just a simple base of Bleached Bone followed up my a dark brown wash.

[hushrong]

Pretty neat. Is that some Flawless Host inspiration in The Noble?

[Pearson73]

Hey folks, almost finished Caratch, having a bit of trouble keeping the white smooth and not overly stark:

Work's advancing on the rest of the squad; here's a snapshot of Korlot:

Obviously there's still a fair way to go, but they're getting there.

@hushrong: Thanks, there's a mix of the Host and Grey Knights in The Noble, I'm currently putting together a backstory for this lot, so all shall be revealed soon...

As ever, thanks for looking, feel free to comment below!

[hushrong]

Nice! How did you do the blue-ish armor on Korlot?

[Pearson73]

Thanks hushrong, the armour on these guys is a primer of Chaos Black followed by a base of Mithril Silver and then washed with Hawk Turquoise, also a bit of a dark brown wash in places too.

Korlot, Aurlock and Parasces are now complete, so without further ado:

Korlot:

Parasces:

Aurlock:

As ever, thanks for looking and feel free to comment below.

[deathspectersgt7]

A horny dude to be sure.

[hushrong]

A horny dude to be sure.

The one thing I hate about some CSM and expecially the Skaven. So pointy they can draw blood from you for their wretched sorcery!

[Pearson73]

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The Grey Knight's form rippled in the moonlight, sliver ceramite ripping apart as a daemonic maw pushed through the eagle emblazoned across his chest; the blade in his left hand morphed smoothly into a chitinous claw, dripping with foul mucus.

“What evil is this?” roared an Ultramarine to his left. Turning his shoulder, Caratch rushed the warrior, smashing him to the ground, as easily as he would a leaf...

Sergeant Macon looked up at the towering giant who's steel-clad boot pinned him to the ground. His breastplate was slowly beginning to deform under the weight; chipped blue ceramite pitted with craters caved in gradually, beginning to crush the vitals beneath.

“You are a monstrosity, an abomination unto the Emperor's light” he spat out at the leering face above.

“Foolish mortal, we bathe in the Emperor's light, for he is our father.”

“Never, you are traitorous scum; no son of the Emperor would willingly open his body to the foul Daemon.”

The Knight cackled “It is the Emperor himself who made us this way, who enlightened our souls to the power of the Immaterium. The Exorcists have seen the light, though understand it not. Their interpretation of our lore was incomplete, they believe that the Daemon should be expelled in order to gain its strength.”

Macon's gauntleted hand slowly felt its way down his flank “No Daemon should ever be entertained by our mortal flesh. You are corrupted, you, a Knight, held above all reproach, thought incorruptible. How wrong we were.” came his rebuke.

“Incorruptible? Do you not see the falsehoods that you speak? The mighty Horus, Revered Warmaster and first among Primarchs fell to the Dark Gods, and you presume that us Knights, mere Astartes such as yourself could be incorruptible? We are as infants to the might of the Primarchs, learn this Macon: if one falls, we all fall.” Laughing bitterly, the Knight continued “We are not the evil Daemons you see us as, we are the Daemons of the Emperor, his angels, if you will.”

Macon shook his head, “You are no angel, your blasphemies scorch the air and the Emperor's name will be avenged!” Saying so, the Ultramarine released the priming pins of the brace of grenades now held in his right hand “You will be banished this day, wretch!” he cried.

A great detonation engulfed the two Astartes; an inhuman scream pierced the night air...

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Amaimon:

The True Knights:

A horny dude to be sure.

When one works for the Dark Prince, depravity and lust are assured.

Thanks for looking folks, feel free to comment below.

[Pearson73]

Hey folks, new development in the works, here's a quick teaser pic (they're freshly done, hence the sheen):

FOR THE WARMASTER!

[hushrong]

The knights are looking like a pack of beasts! Very nice my friend! I would love to see you get your hands on the Gal Vorbak and turn them into new additions for the Knights!

 

And I wonder what will be wearing those pads... ;)

[Pearson73]

Cheers hushrong, I would absolutely love a pack of Vorbak, they'd make some very imposing HQ models...

Another, slightly less subtle hint of what the future holds...

Thanks for looking in.

[deathspectersgt7]

Those Knights look great by the way.

[hushrong]

I am sticking with the III Legion but some of the FW Word Bearers want me to convert to their legion.

 

Well, I wondered if those shoulder pads were from a reavers Now I begin wonder if these new additions are of the 30K or 40k stock?

[Pearson73]

Thanks for the comments guys, the etched brass arrived last night so we should have some pictures tonight.

 

@hushrong: I'm often tempted to pick up some of their kits, but I'm sold on Slaanesh. You're close with the reavers, but you'll have to wait for more...

[Pearson73]

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"This is Brother Delegate Taros, our shuttle is approaching your location, lower shields and obscurement so our navigator can get a fix."

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"Shields are down Brother Delegate, the Sons of the Warmaster are welcome here."

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Delegate Taros:

Taros had served in all theatres of war, the trenches and siege lines of Imperial cities, the haunted corridors of drifting space hulks, even aboard the crystalline Craftworlds of the Eldar. No matter the battlefield, Taros could always be found at the forefront of the battle, leading the vanguard with bolter and blade, axe or even his bare hands. It was inevitable that he would become a chieftain of the Catulan Reavers and it was a role he took with pride, his glossed black armour swiftly became spattered with the blood of the Warmaster’s enemies.

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[Pearson73]

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Delegate Fantis stepped into the light "His greatest son betrayed him, broke his body and tore him down in his moment of absolute glory. Denounced his name, labelled him not as a god, but as a fool and a failure..."

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"Ezekyle Abaddon is a traitor." intoned Taros.

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In chorus they turned to Cantek Tor and his honour guard, encased in baroque purple warplate "We will not forget. Horus was reborn, ascending, by the power of the third legion, your legion. That is why we have sought you, return to your fealty and your oaths, fight once more for The Warmaster, fight once more, for Horus."

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Delegate Fantis:

Fantis was a born swordsman, his movements were as swift and fluid as those of a dancer, and very rarely would he meet an opponent whose skill could equal his. The majority of his victims would have time for one parry, at most, before his dazzling riposte would tear out their throat, leaving them slumped on the floor, ready for a coup de grace.

Fantis had only recently been elevated to the ranks of the first company when the legion made landfall on Murder, though he proved his worth many times over, with a ferocity that impressed even the savage veterans around him. Losing his own blade early in the conflict, he made do with one cut from the limb of the xenos. Centuries later he still carries this deadly artefact; it’s edge every bit as sharp as when he first claimed it as his own.

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[Monstra Sumus]

Some really good stuff here fella, I especially like the new dude. 

[Pearson73]

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The strike ship Exquisite Torment lay cloaked in the warp, hanging silently above its prey: a frigate of the Black Legion:

“Why should my Warriors assist you, Delegate?”

“We can offer power, wealth and allies, Tor, what else would you want?”

“We have power and wealth aplenty, and alliances? We will crush any who defy us, we need no alliances, see how we scorn the so called ‘Despoiler’.”

“And how were you to know that this frigate would be in this system at this moment? Us, an alliance. Perhaps we should share more with you, perhaps

you would rethink your words if you knew that almost a score of the Black Legion’s terminator elite wait on the frigate below?”

“Spare these games Sarek, tell me all you know and tell me how, my warriors will not be slaughtered because you omitted vital details.”

“My my, I was unaware that paranoia was one of the vices your Dark Prince treasures so much…”

Tor drew his pistol, rage seething through his body and infernal heat radiating from the ancient weapon, “Submit or die, these games end now, I grow tired of your little delegation.”

Sarek smirked and before the Lord of Mayhem could react, three green orbs peered through the gloom and a slim blade appeared at Tor’s neck. “And so you meet the answer to your questions of where we source our information. Delegate Xion is quite the spectral operative…”

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Delegate Sarek:

He had served under Loken in the tenth company for the majority of his service, before being promoted into the ranks of the first. Even the Black Reavers needed close support, and support was what Sarek provided best, or rather what his hissing plasma rifle provided. He had lost count of the number of bodies that been transmuted into smoking heaps by the incandescent blasts of the weapon, though he knew, and took pride in the fact, that scores of elite astartes terminators numbered amongst his victims.

Sarek often thought about Loken, his courage, his loyalty, his determination. Such a pity he chose the wrong side, that despite his loyalty he forsook his Primarch and father. Still, he was proud to have served under his banner.

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[Pearson73]

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Delegate Xion:

Xion was a member of the Seeker squads of the Lunar Wolves when his unit was seconded to the Alpha Legion, fighting and learning with the elite head-hunters of that mysterious force. When the Luna Wolves requested the return of the transferred units, only Xion remained from his squad, the other members had all perished, or simply vanished. The Xion that returned was not the one that had left his legion; formally boisterous and jovial, he was now grim and brooding, talking only to deliver or confirm mission orders; speaking rigidly in battle code and never in free conversation. Rumours quickly spread that Xion had in fact died and this grim shadow was an Alpha Legion imposter, however it was quickly realised that if Xion had been replaced, there would never have been a noticeable change in his demeanor. The Alpha Legion was insidious, yes, but never inattentive.

Xion rarely remains with his unit in battle, he will detach himself like a shadow and flit through the night, sowing death and disarray with his archaic rifle. This weapon was taken from a Deathmark of the Necrontyr who had been dispatched to eliminate a captain of the Legion. Before the soulless xenos could strike, three bolt rounds tore through the vital processing systems in its metallic skull, Xion took the weapon as his prize.

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Note, the rifle and wrist will be properly attached, post painting as it blocks the torso at the minute.

@Brother Tyrax: Thanks for the kind words, I fancied a bit of a change to my force and I wanted to link it to the heresy someway. Means I've got an excuse for some fun 30K kits.

[Pearson73]

Hey folks, work is progressing slowly on the delegates but I'm happy with them so far.

Shoulder Pads (other than a little neatening these are done:

Xion: Sarek: Taros: Fantis:

Thanks for looking, feel free to comment below.

[hushrong]

Your delegatus is looking quit interesting. I like the background but I am wondering now if these boys are in the 30k or 40k setting.

 

It is also nice to see some paint on these boys.

[deathspectersgt7]

Liking the new additions and their fluff .