The last member of my Black Grail warband, the Amalgam.
It’s what you get when the remains of a battle are mashed together.
The last member of my Black Grail warband, the Amalgam.
It’s what you get when the remains of a battle are mashed together.
Not only is the Black Grail’s Lord of Tumours an awesome miniature, but the addition of his two Devoters is just <chef’s kiss>.
Glug glug glug!
For my second Herald of Beelzebud, I tried something different, black/dark with green sores. It was a disaster, none of the flesh structures were visible. Managed to save it with an ocre drybrush.
The Black Grail’s Herald of Beelzebub.
Do I leave it as is, or does it need gloss varnish to look extra-slimy?
I just love painting thralls, they are so gross!
The strategy meeting between the Yubazi Captain and the Jabirean Alchemist was coming along splendidly…until the harpy tried to eat the calico cat.
Trench Crusade Observer
You’d think that hearing the voice of God would be a tremendous advantage in battle.
But, no. God is loud, VERY LOUD. And he never stops talking.
So, after a while these guys go insane.
Your mother was a hamster and your father smells of elderberries!
#TrenchCrusade #ASMR #Wargaming
What the fuck?
For those not familiar with Trench Crusade, imagine instead that this reads, “Graphic descriptions of medieval torture to sleep to | ASMR”