Pasfael

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Pasfael was a war priest of the Emperors Creed and has accompanied Lord Inquisitor Gale for decades and is his longest-serving companion, teacher and friend. How he came to be in the service of the ordos is unclear as it’s not something he or Gale talk about, in fact they go to great lengths to change the subject if the topic arises with Pasfael soon leaving the room afterwards. The others in the group soon found it was and excellent way to kill the conversion and would never warn new comers about it hoping that one day the truth may slip out as it nearly did on one occasion with a drunk and enraged Pasfael shouting and swinging his flail at Gale and cursing his name. He wanted revenge for something but Gale psyker punched him out before he said too much.

Not afraid to get his hands dirty, he is a sharp shot and his censer flail is a weapon of righteous destruction. His time with various fighting forces of the Imperium and now the Inquisition, honing his skills well. The main reason though for his recruitment into Gales retinue is their shared history and also his ability to see paths to a result that would otherwise have passed many by and Gale holds his council in the highest esteem. His relationship with the rest of the group is that of teacher and spiritual counsel and many have turned to him in times of personal crisis. He spends a lot of time with the psyker Mercy as her past has marked her so violently and he is always concerned with her well-being, and that of the others, when she is let loose on the enemy. The destruction she can cause when she let’s go is a scary thing to behold and Pasfael and Gale, on such occasions, have had a hard time reaching her to calm her down. The other he helps, but with growing concern, is the penitent Sister Sofiel. He tries to reach and rekindle her faith but the actions lately of his Lord Gale have made that mission all the harder and her soul is still split. As time moves on and more atrocities are witnessed, instigated or stopped, Pasfael has begun to wonder if his soul has split to.

Pasfael

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Triptych

Along with a new ][nquisitor war band I created a triptych display for them to go in as well. Really happy with how it turned out and I think it frames the models nicely. It was also fun to try out some freehand as well as it’s an area I’d like to improve on.

 

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Mercy

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“You are touched to, I can tell you have a keen mind.”

The girl sat on a plush bed, surrounded by expensive dolls and other such toys. She was beautiful but wore a rather large amount make up, which made it hard to discern her age. The man who stood before her looked at her through the bars with a mixture of sadness, pity and intrigue.

“You have killed them all then?” She asked.

“ No, not all of them.” He responded.

She cocked her head and stared at him. He stared back. There was something about this girl and it wasn’t the fact that all her limbs except one, her right arm, were withered or just stumps it was something else. She continued to stare as she played with an ornate necklace of rather chunky design. When he saw a red light flicker on it he asked.

“ You are one of his daughters then?”

She nodded.

“ The one no one is ever to know about. Yes.” She replied

“ You have been held down here since you were born haven’t you?” He asked

“ Yes. I am the shame of my family” She said with sadness in her voice.

“ Trust me my child your families shame runs deeper than just keeping you locked up down here.” He stated.

He was thinking about what to do with this strange girl when his comm came to life in his ear.

“ My lord we have found them. The pitiful remains of this damned family.”

“ Is he with them?” He asked.

The comm crackled.

“ Yes my lord, he is.”

“ OK, I am on my way.” He responded.

He looked back at the girl and was about to leave when she said.

“ You must take me with you.”

He turned back.

“ Why?” He asked

“ I can help you in many ways and get you the many secrets my father has. I also need to be the one to kill him. Please do not deny me that, not after all he has done to me. Free me from my cell and then free my mind and I will show you.”

She toyed with the necklace again.

“ This is a limiter. It imprisons my mind, but you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“ I did.” He paused for a minute in thought and after a while he said.

“ If I release you from your bonds would you pledge yourself to me and the higher calling I represent. Would you pledge your body and soul to the me and through me the God Emperor.”

“ I will. With all my heart I will.” She answered.

“ Then my child I may have a use for you in the great work and I will show you things no sane person would wish to see, but something tells me you already know of such things.” He said

He stood back and drew his hand gun. He took aim and started to blast at the locks on her prison cell. After a while he broke them down and stepped through.

“ How do I release the limiter?” He asked.

“ Anyone can do it except me my lord. It has been designed that way.” She said with a slight smile.

He bent over and found the deactivation switch and unclasped the limiter from around her neck. As he slid it off she rose up off her bed laughing with such joy at the sudden freedom she felt as her mind was unleashed from its bonds.

“ Oh thank you Inquisitor! Thank you so much!!” She shouted

He stumbled back stunned by the power of her mind as it flooded into his. So raw, so wild. She was laughing uncontrollably and through blurred vision he noticed that the dolls and various other toys began to melt and catch fire. Her cell would soon be an inferno, so through pure will and clenched teeth he managed to say.

“ We must go!”

And with his mind.

— We must go!! —

She looked down at him and stopped laughing. Floating down to his level she looked him in the eye.

“ I am sorry my lord. It has been so long.” She said with a smile,

“ I am ready to go now, take me to my father and I will be your servant but first I must get the knife.”

“ The knife?” He asked

“ I shall explain on the way.” She told him.

“ What is your name child?”

“ My name is Mercedes Elvorix, but you may call me Mercy.”

 

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The Knife

 

The corrupt house of the Elvorix family held many secrets and had many items of dubious origin displayed throughout. One such item was a knife. Known as the Semita Blade it was said to date back to before the great heresy and it was also claimed to be used by a traitor of those times. This of course was enough information the Lord Elvorix needed and bought it from one of his many contacts straight away, little knowing what the blade truly was.

When his daughter Mercedes was born the knife had been proudly on display for years in one of the many halls of his home. After the shock of her arrival had passed and she was imprisoned in luxury in a cell underground, the knife, unknown to the family, became active and stayed that way for decades, waiting in it’s glass box. Years before her father found out about his shame of a daughters mind she had already sensed it and new it for what it was and desired to wield it. She knew she was becoming powerful and tried to hide it from her father. But one morning when she came to after being drugged, raped and beaten she found her mind bound as much as her feeble body was. So it was that she stayed confined in more ways than one until the day came when she would be free and would have her revenge on her evil family. She made a promise to herself that it would be done with the keen edge of the knife.

The Semita Blade is simple in design and has no gilt or other ostentatious decoration, but you can see that it is made in an exact way. The precision of it’s making is a thing of wonder and many who have studied it at one of Lord Elvorix many seminars say it’s not of human manufacture and dating the age of the blade with any accuracy was also hard to prove. The material used to craft it was just as baffling. It is a metal that when tested proved to be a different metal every time. This has intrigued many an expert in this field and was proclaimed it was almost as if the knife didn’t want any thing to be known about it.

The truth was only known to Mercedes so when the time came and fate played it’s hand to her damned family in the form of a burly Inquisitor and his retinue, she pledged allegiance to him and asked only that she take the knife as the memento of her time trapped in that cursed house and that she could be the one to kill her father. The Inquisitor agreed and took her to deliver her fathers fate.

On the way to get the knife she told him how she was bonded to it and only she knew how to wield it.

Mercedes is a powerful Alpha class psyker and when she slowly slid the blade into her fathers chest the full horror of what it could do made itself known.

“ I should thank you really father, for if you didn’t keep me locked away I would be as

tainted as the rest of you.

Oh hush now. Your screams of pain are nothing compared to what you put me through,

but I assure you father you shall know pain. Oh yes. Like no one else.”

The blade began to rip reality as she poured her hate for him into it and the warp began to manifest itself inside her father and slowly piece by piece it consumed him from the inside out. The rest of her remaining family, the Inquisitor and his retinue looked on in horror and disgust as his tainted soul was laid bare and eaten by sickly bladed daemon teeth of the warp. Mercedes simply looked on with a triumphant smile.

Even today on that very spot where The House of Elvorix once stood the walls of reality remain thin and it has become a haunted place. If you linger long enough you can still hear the tormented screams of her father from the death curse inflicted by the knife as he was made to suffer for all eternity.

Gryph, Coil, Prowl and Mort

Hi guys!

Just a little post about some little characters.

 

Gryph.

Gryph is a Brazier Drone but he’s also a messenger. He can be seen lighting the way through the trees or the streets for those who need it and sometimes he has a message to carry too. I say sometimes because on some occasions he feels the need to burn the message in the flame that constantly burns from his back. Maybe burning messages breaks up his otherwise tedious existence, maybe it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, whatever the reason through spite or just bad programing no one really knows why this happens and some people have taken to following him to make sure the message is received. Why they can’t just tell them themselves is beyond Gryph. It all seems rather insane.

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Coil.

Coil is a guard and so takes himself, and his job very seriously. He constantly tells everyone who needs his services that he’s been a guard in all his past lives and that he’s the best at it. This has been proven time and time again though and his trick is be unseen until the last-minute when he’ll usually uncoil himself from hiding and either lash out with his sharp whip like tail or, if the threat is deemed too high, douse the intruder with flame. In this way coil has prevented many intruders from access to his masters houses or work places, and he’s also dealt with a few annoying and unwelcome in-laws as well. After all Coil is loyal only to his current master but it’s usually when a family member dies he is forced to move on.

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Prowl.

Prowl is a cat-like, stimm charged rodent catcher. He can be found prowling around or stalking his prey in amongst the trees or in the streets and buildings where an infestation has been found. Some of his prey is larger than he but Prowl takes this as a challenge and he’s not yet been defeated by any mutated, two-headed, spine tailed rat. He has a secret weapon you see, a highly powerful laser for his right eye. BBQ rats can be found littering the streets at times and the homeless have been reliant on him as a source of food for some time. Some even venerate him as a saviour, but Prowl doesn’t care he’s just here to do a job and the next plagued monstrosity is only around the corner. It is however a good thing to have a population watching your back and Prowl is never lost for friends or care

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Mort.

Mort is a Brazier Drone and that’s it. He spends most of his time chasing his shadow and so has a very erratic way of floating. This has of course caused him to bump into people and sometimes cause third degree burns. It’s also been known for him to set fire to the surrounding woods if he’s allowed to venture into it. This is all very annoying but no one seems to get his parameters set right and so it’s only very drunk people who follow him.

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Children of Terra

“We’ve found it Zac! We’ve found the place grandfather told us about.”

Zac looked at it with unease. The place was dark and foreboding and the skull tree reached out with menacing branches of bone, pipes and filth. If the tree had any wood in it like the ones his mother had shown him from an old off world book she cherished then you couldn’t tell. Skull trees were everywhere down here and they seemed to grow from the very ground, bringing what lay beneath up through the surface and bursting into existence like a tumour of decay and pollution. They resemble trees but surely nothing natural could ever grow in such a place.

“Whats the matter with you? Aren’t you excited we finally found it?” Tilly asked him.

“Yes but it’s so spooky down here and it feels like we’re being watched.” Zac said.

“That’s just all the grinning skulls silly! I thought you’d be used to them by now.” Tilly said as she softly punched him on the shoulder.

Zac ingnored the punch and looked at what lay at the base of what must have been a column in ages past. It was ancient and rusted but there was no mistaking what it was. Tilly looked at it to and with whispered awe said

” The head of one of the God Emperors Angels.”

Zac just starred at it and made a promise to himself he will never touch it. It was a secret thier grandfather had told them before he had passed away. He had told them to find it would be a blessing upon them and they must keep it safe for the distant past should never be forgotten and the relics that remain should be preserved. He mentioned a great war, like the one they all learn about and said it is from that time. Seeing it now with his sister he could really believe it.

” Do you think others know of it?” he asked Tilly

” Nah. Gramps was a pretty secretive man and he has intrusted us with this knowledge and we must keep it. We are defenders of the faith now Zac!” Tilly said putting on her best I’m braver than anybody voice.

Zac smiled. He liked the sound of that.

” We need to come here as often as we can.” Tilly told him

” This can be our secret place. A place of safety where the Emperor can watch over us and we can play and pray. We will do good deeds in our life little brother and if we ever get lost we will know where to find each other.”

Zac smiled again and hugged his big sister. She was always so full of hope.

” Come on we need to get back. We will come back tomorrow.” She said holding his hand.

They began their journey back up through the layers of skull trees and pipes, filth and decay. The long dead of history watching them every step of the way.

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This is the second in a series that I’ve been chipping away at, the first of which you can find here

This one is called Children of Terra. It is about that old childhood thing where you found places to hide, to be alone, to be safe. Places that only you and your sibblings new about, the places we escape to. We have places like that in our older years and for many of you reading this it’ll be the man cave or garage, a bedroom, a place where we are at peace and so totally ingrossed in what we are doing that all of lifes cares and worries fade away for a while.

So this is what these kids have found and it has also given them a sense of purpose in what must be a very hard life. They have found a pocket of hope in a very hopeless world, but it is only a hope that a child could see.

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Ash waste Nomad

With the release of Necromunda not far away I thought I’d do a model inspired by the original concept for the game known as Confrontation. In the fluff they talk about the Ash wastes, a vast landscape of shifting ash dunes and of course the people who populate this ever-changing wilderness, the ash waste nomads. Set apart from the teeming hives the ash wastes presents a scope for some truly wonderful scenery and it’s this that inspired the base. Now I’m going to try to describe how I made it so bear with. I ‘ve been playing around with a technique using resin and water. In this case I used black resin in a plastic cup, waited until it’s nearly at the end of its pot life and then blasted it with some cold water from the tap. You then wait for the resin to cure completely, pour out the water and cut away the plastic cup. Due to its unpredictable nature the results are various and some are amazing and others are a fail so there is some luck involved as to what you get. The black resin offered up the best results for ash like forms and it’s this you see as the base.

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The paint job was simple and very monochromatic and I made use of pigments to enhance the effect of the base and to add ash dust to the Nomad. Overall I’m very happy with the result and I even manged to paint it in one sitting! Something that doesn’t happen that often at all.

Below you can see a picture of some other results I got from the technique I just tried to explain using grey and natural resin. As you can see the variations are extreme.

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A few teaser images of The Chapel

Hi all,

So it’s been a while since I last posted anything and The Chapel game has been and gone. It was an excellent weekend and since then I’ve been busy with life, work, sick children etc and getting the images for the reports done, and also a few projects that aren’t Chapel related. It’s all been slow going but today I thought I’d share a glimpse at what’s been going on concerning The Chapel project.

The images below are from The Albino Woods part of the game.

 

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And this one is of The Entrance.

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So I hope you like what you see and a larger post is not far away I promise 😉