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The Lady Elect and her Sentinels are the wardens of the entrance ways to The Chapel. The Sentinels themselves occupy many of the main and well used entrances and are large imposing machines worthy of the Machine God. Each has it’s own character with some being taciturn while others are brash and some are even morbid. These traits are caused by the long exposure to the entrances for The Chapels fickle ways are at their strongest in these places.

 

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The Lady Elect, Mistress of the Sentinels, High Warden of The Chapel, is a giant of a woman. Augmented to intimidate she stands taller, it is said, than a Space marine reaching half the height of the Sentinels that serve her.

 

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It has been a while since I delved into The Chapel and I’ve really missed it, but, as you are all too aware, life gets a hold of you and drags you kicking and screaming back to reality.

So as you’ve just read, this is the start of The Chapels entrance ways and the groups of augmented guards and quirky monster machines you can find in them. This is a good chance to get all Mechanicum so lets see what robotic horrors you can come up with as Sentinels vary in not only character but looks to. Mine are two brothers, and I’ll be posting the fluff on them in good time, they where inspired by Neil of Opus Maius, who has stopped his blog ( sad day when he did that ) but who you can find on Instagram now under the same name ( a happy day when he did that ) If you read this Neil keep the inspiration coming!

As always the work for this project has been outstanding and the support you guys have shown makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Keep up the good work.

 

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” My name is Lucia, that is all you need to know right now.”

Lucia reaches into a pocket and produces a small black box. The man sitting across from her raises an eyebrow.

” You are here because I’d like to hire you as your talents would be of great use to me in the coming months, if not years.”

She slides the small black box across the table. The man looks at it for a minute and then takes it.

” I’m sure you have seen one of those before?”

The man smiles, it is not a warm smile, and says.

” Yes Inquisitor Lucia. Or should I call you The Death Widow.”

A smile spreads across Lucia’s face. A smile he cannot see.

” So you have heard of me then?”

The man puts the box in his inside pocket.

” Oh I’ve heard of you and I’ve heard of your ways.”

The hidden smile spreads further across her face.

” Well then it should come as no surprise as to why I am asking for your services. So can I count on you being you?”

The man chuckles and says.

” Oh yes Inquisitor you can count on that.”

” Excellent. We shall leave once we have confirmation from the others.”

” Others?”

” Yes my murderous friend, others, and if you think I’m bad then just wait till you meet them.”

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So welcome to the first post of my ][nquisitor war band for The Chapel project. I thought it would be wise to start from the top so may I present ][nquisitor Lucia, The Death Widow.

 

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The Chapel Cards

As you may be aware The Chapel has an effect on those who enter and so to represent this in the games I am creating two decks of cards. The rules are being written at the moment but I’d thought I’d share with you the art work for the face of each deck.

The cards will be printed on quaility card and depending on price I should be able to get a few sets printed up.

I hope you like them 🙂

 

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Pulse Hound

Hello all.

A quick post today to show that I haven’t been completely idle. The Pulse Hound is the latest addition to the Wytch Cult. These altered beasts work with the Spore Drones to scout out potential prey.

The main weapon of these four legged horrors isn’t their claws but an electric pulse that can stun their prey, hence their name.

 

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And to finish off here’s a couple of group shots 🙂

 

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The Albino Woods I

Hello all!

Just a few bits today. A couple of pieces of scenery for the Albino Woods board and an extra addition to the Wytch Cult.

First up a Mile Maiden. These can be found in parts of the Albino Woods and are meant to present a mile has been traveled since the last one. Only thing is many have been smashed or weathered away over the centuries so they are not a really reliable measure of distance anymore.

 

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Next is a big pile of rust. Rust is cool! I think this will look great next to IRO’s scenery.

 

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Here is the latest addition to the Wytch Cult. The Flesh Cart. I fancied doing some gore and showing a helpless poor soul pleading for his life before getting stabbed again by the cart Imp.

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The Black Tide

To call the Black Tide a ghost is true but it behaves more like an elemental force. It has been around since humans have inhabited The Chapel and so no one could tell you who it used to be, the only thing those who have survived it can agree on is that it isn’t just one soul but many.

It gets it’s name from the fact that it not only has a taste for souls but it also has a voracious appetite for pollution and other filth. Polluted areas are many within The Chapel as vast districts are given over to industrial use, where the fumes and sludge are at it’s highest levels and prone to outbreaks and spills. Many such incidents have happened over time and it is then that the Black Tide is at it’s most dangerous. It appears, like all ghosts, as if from now where and proceeds to suck up the filth, oil, fumes and waste at an alarming rate growing in size as it surges forward in a tide of unstoppable sludge and damned souls. Laughter, shouting, weeping and rage comes flowing out of it as the souls bound to it writhe within it’s mass and it soon floods the area consuming all you can’t escape and swatting aside those who attempt to shoot it with their puny weapons. One such incident will go down as the worst as the monster tide of death it became grew to such a size that it threatened to flood three whole districts in the southern area of the Hive. Many lives had been lost and in desperation some fool decided to use a flamer (see if you can guess who that was) Cackling with unsurpressed joy the Black Tide caught fire and with it so did three districts. The death toll and damage was huge and when the fires finally went out no sign of the Black Tide could be found. Those who survived thought it had been destroyed but in truth it takes more than just flame to destroy a ghost.

Other encounters with this hazard to your health have been small compared to that day and when it has disappeared it has been a mystery as to how. Much speculation and questions as to those responsible with some rare sightings of beings not seen before have been made but never answered. So the Black Tide remains lurking in the depths with it’s collection of souls feeding on the pollution that follows humanity where ever it goes.

On the plus side though, even after all the life loss and disaster, the places it passes through are left cleaner than they were……. Just don’t set it on fire.

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The 5th Ghost has been the hardest to make and paint and for this reason has also been the most fun. Getting the movement right and the colours was a challenge as portraying surging pollution was difficult but the idea was in my head and I had to see it through. The result is pleasing and I’m glad I did, I hope you agree 🙂

Oh yes one more thing. To Mr Wudugast and The Ordo Mors I hope you’re ready for this particular pain bringer and I dare you to bring a flamer 😉

Wytch Cult

” Two hundred years ago this pict was taken.”

Reanna Fleetfoot handed the old pict to the Master Guides sitting before her in a semicircle. They each in turn looked at it and then looked at each other.

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” We are aware of this image. It was also documented that the monster was killed around the same time. Why do you bring this to us?”

” A servivor my Lords.”

” A servivor from where? Please Reanna get to the point! ”

” The man was found about fifty miles west from here and when I passed through the town  of Acre Hill recently the folk pleaded to me to hear him out. They were extremely fearful and some of the older folk were talking of daemons and wytch cults.”

At the mention of those words the Masters began whispering to each other. Reanna waited to speak again. After a moment the whispering stopped.

” Tell us what this man said”

” He claimed his village was attacked and destroyed by monsters from the deep woods and that many village folk were taken and many more were flayed. He told me the village was called Greybush and which direction it lay. I left the town at that point to find this village.What I found was destruction and murder of the most cruel nature. I then returned and asked to see the man again. I asked how he survivied such horror and he said he was returning from hunting when the attack happened. He watched the whole thing knowing he couldn’t do a thing about it. He then fled to Acre Hill. My lords the man discribed a monster that is a likeness for the one in the image”

” Impossible! The beast was slain, the reports tell us it was cleansed by fire!”

The whispering started again and lasted many minutes. Reanna stood still head bowed waiting for it to stop. When it did.

” Reanna you are a very inquisitive, clever and honest guide and over the years you have brought many incidents to our attention. On this instance though we will need more proof. If you can bring it to us we will act with all our influence. Bring us the servivor first, with force if need be. You may go.”

As Reanna Fleetfoot left the hall the whispering started again.

” What if she is right?

Then the histories got something wrong”

We didn’t tell her about the two missing guides, last seen around that area.”

” We will if her findings are true.”

” If the Wytch cults are active again and that monster is leading them with such brazen displays of carnage then we have a real problem on our hands.”

” Then we will deal with it as we always have, getting the guides to lead a traveller group of significant force and ability right to them and force confrontation. Even if they get killed they would have dealt a severe blow to those monsters and we can always guide more to finish the job.”

” That’s right we know there is a considerable rise in travellers seeking entrance to The Chapel.”

” That is worrying in itself! So much activity can only mean things beneath our feet are going to get worse.”

” The Call has been sent then?”

” I believe it must have, it’s the only explaination.”

” Then we must be ready. Things will escalate quickly and we have our role to play.”

 

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Here are the beginnings of the Wytch Cult you unsuspecting travellers will be confronting in the depths of the Albino Woods.

The road to The Chapel is a dangerous one.

 

 

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Hunter Spores

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