As wriggling maggots upon a rotted corpse they glut themselves upon the rank flesh that is the Earth. Such is mankind, blind and bound to a dying world, nought but the writhing worm that mires itself in the corruption of its own progenitors. They who feast today do so in ignorance of their mortality. For tomorrow they must die or change, and, if changing, then forever open their eyes to the dark hunger of eternal life."
I've played Word Bearers in some variant or another for the past fourteen years or so, always fiddling with and changing my army, burning it to the ground every once in a while before resurrecting it from the bit-strewn ashes. With the crusty Age of Adulthood upon me, tho, I figure it's finally time to set these bastards down into a form that'll stick. I'm starting out by entering into this year's Librarium Painiting Challenge, but hope to keep going with this WIP blog as a way to keep motivation up. Let's see how it goes.
This army was originally inspired by John Blanche's CSM from the 2nd Edition Chaos Codex:
There's a mix of devotional imagery, baroque machinery and base savagery in that army that speaks of something filled with black, vile intent, and I hope to tease out some of that same surreal madness. Of course, lately, I've had other inspiration, as keen eyes will be able to tell.
Anyhow, less talk, more models:
My first squad, ten mean, rowdy boys from the wrong side of the galactic core. This is the subject of my LPC vow for the year. They're not quite done (you may notice the one chap on the far right with no arms...), but are nearing completion. Next up will be some gap filling and basing - any thoughts on that last one will be appreciated.
This guy's my favorite so far, though his armless friend may challenge that status soon enough.
So, comments, ideas, criticism and the like? All welcome!
Edited by Lexington, 20 April 2019 - 12:36 AM.