Until the Pilgrym overtook me and brought me back to Terra and the Emperor, I most recently delved inteo Chaos and mutations, those legionaries who had burned in the corrosive Eye first and longest.

But now I’m rediscovering my old wip casket filled with techpriests, administratum officials and alike.

Here are some wips, you’ll have excuse the tackiness of these chaps.

A group on a mission.

A variation of the Mechanicvm henchman on the left.

Idea for greenstuffing.

closeups of a fighting gimp and a sinister priest.

on a separate note: this striding nightmare might be walking in the golden bowels of Terra.

I was reminded of him and his cathedral face yesterday when I saw John Blanche’s superb painting over at ironsleet .

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I have never recorded my thoughts on stories behind my minis and I won’t go into deep storytelling mode just yet.

These men are searching for something. They were first conceptualised months ago. Back then they where hunting an ancient mechanical construct named the “AETHER HORSE”.

This mystical being was sought out with great fervor by the Adeptus Mechanicvs as it was said it held records of mankind’s efforts and ideas during the Dark age of technology. The sanctified men of the imperivm sought after this being as it was seen as the pure embodiment of the Omnisiah. Machine and meat in natural beauty.

It’s ability to teleport, as well as having a natural occurring disruptive field forming for miles around it, has made the being incredibly elusive. In this century it has only been seen twice.

+ AETHER HORSE +