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The Silent Sword Crusade - Resolve & Purpose

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This thing makes it very easy. I did all those in one night after about 20min of practice:

http://www.greenstuffworld.com/en/roll-maker/69-roll-maker-tube-wire-machine.html

 

And used this for rivets & studs:

http://www.greenstuffworld.com/en/textured-molds/348-2x-rivets-rubber-molds.html

 

I found out about this company about a year ago. They're based in Spain but have a very well stocked Ebay store with some pretty good bundles. I got the roll maker, 12" strip of green stuff and some thermoplastic for 25.00 US. But for items that go on sale their webstore is the only place with big markdowns, some of their textured rolling pins are on a wishlist for when I do some terrain next year. For me it's a justifiable expense (although they're not that expensive for how much use they get) as I also make props for productions as well, so I can use these for many other things besides Warhammer.

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Cool stuff. Having some of that really opens new possibilities. Alas, regrettably I don't feel I can afford it, considering the exchange rates and costs of shipment. But that's really something cool. Whoever started the company had a good idea, as I can see their products helping people with no sculpting skills whatsoever (like, for instance, me), as well as facilitate work of professionals.

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++ Relic Leviathan Complete ++

 

May I introduce Sword Brother Erion Veritas. My pledge for the Sons of Dorn challenge fon the IF forums. Finally had time to do a proper lighting setup. 

 

http://i.imgur.com/8RKPl8p.jpg

 

 

"AWAKENING"

 

Marshall MacLaren quickly made his way down the corridor as the vibrations rattling the superstructure became a thunderous din. Turning the corner towards the Grand Chapel of Dorn, he beheld a number of Initiates and their Neophytes standing at the threshold of the main entryway. They all were looking in at some sight to behold within the chapel. as he approached, Techmarine Carrus came running with his Neophyte Varia closely following. 

 

The Marshall cut to the point, "Curse tha warp Brother Carrus, wha is tha RACKET?"

"The Reclusiarch finished the rites of awakening  a cycle ago my lord, however this particular dreadnought has been in stasis for such a long time it took longer than anticipated before regaining conciousness...", the pounding began again, only now could the Mashall now hear the vox-voice of the interred Astarte.

 

Cannon to right of them, 
Cannon to left of them, 
Cannon behind them,
Volleyed and thundered.
Stormed at with shot and shell, 
While horse and hero fell. 
They that had fought so well 
Came through the jaws of Death, 
Back from the mouth of hell, 
All that was left of them, 
Left of six hundred.
 
The Marshall entered the chapel and at last saw something that would be his first, a dancing Leviathan. The tower of armor and heraldry was tapping a beat with it's massive left foot, accompanied by the tapping of it's siege claw. Techmarine Carrus was just behind MacLaren.
"We cannot get him to stop, at this rate the Leviathan will cause critical damage to this area, and -"
"Enough Brother, I know what to do."
The Marshall strode before the gyrating war machine. 
"Well sung Brother! You have truly announced your awakening!"
The Leviathan came slowly to a stop, and then eased over to look down upon the entity addressing him
"Well met Marshall," he boomed, "I am Sword Brother Erion of the Leviathan Veritas, second to bear it's name. Are you the one who has beckoned my service? Lead me to my quarry with haste! The spirit of this body hungers for battle."
The Marshall smiled eagerly.
"All in due time Brother Erion, but first tell me of the song you sing."
"It is an ancient one M'lord. May I tell you of the Charge of the Light Brigade?" 

 

 

http://i.imgur.com/5Son90U.jpg

 

http://i.imgur.com/DKQ5kXG.jpg

 

http://i.imgur.com/P2IVKV3.jpg

 

http://i.imgur.com/eaIwaSX.jpg

 

 

COMING UP SOON:

Recycled Rhino conversion to Predators w/ stowage

"Full Battle Rattle"

 

http://i.imgur.com/aDCik52.jpg

 

http://i.imgur.com/hjcmLMg.jpg

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Chapter 7 - Fire from the Sky

 

Kulik knew the signs, remembered the words the seer-men whisper in ears.

 

Always watch for fire from the sky,

Bringing terrors black and brazen,

Keen to make all kinfolk die,

From them there is no haven.

 

“What luck! What wondrous luck!”, he greedily thought to himself. Wandering the mountain vale, he saw the fire in the sky. Four streaks of fire falling in perfect harmony, passing over his head and disappearing behind the peak.

“I must tell the Seer! Oh what luck! I will be blessed a million times over! What luck, what luck!”, he cheered aloud bounding along the boulders of a riverbed. Though Kulik had many miles to travel, his glee of witnessing prophecy come true gave him unnatural speed. It was not long before he was at the gates. Two brutes stood guard before the massive logs bound together to form a crude barricade. The encampment it protected served as the base camp leading up to the mountain fortress.

His approach at speed caught the guards unaware, and they came at Kulik with a start.

“Running up on us in the night you maggot!?”, one of them barked as a barbed club rose to strike.

“The fire, the fire, the fire in the sky! Did you see? Did any of you see?”, ranted Kulik, hopping excitedly with a gleeful grin, unaware the brutes were about to test the crush resistance of his skull. But at his words, the guards blinked, looked at each other and before they could realize Kulik was already past them and in the camp. He was screaming now, waking the whole camp in the dead of night.

“Fire from the sky! Fire from the sky! Blessed are the seers, it is true! Fire from the sky!”

Shaz the seer emerged, a burning rage on his painted face, war staff in hand. He caught sight of the interloper and immediately flattened Kulik to the ground with a flick of his staff.

“Filth! You disturb my meditations!” seethed Shaz, and with another flick of his staff he brought Kulik into the air and slammed him down into the dirt with an audible snap and pop of bones, but Kulik was laughing all the while.

“Yes, YES! A million blessings upon me! The seer must hear, listen! Listen to me now seer!” he coughed up blood but continued, “the fire in the sky, it has come. I saw it fall to the east of the great mountain. Terrors black and brazen come! Fire in the sky!”

Shaz stopped the force that was slowly crushing the life out the wretch before him. Could it be true? The prophecy had been told for so long. Or could this ghost of a man be out of his mind from eating too much mountain moss. No matter, he realized, it was not for him to decide. He called for three runners.

“Leave now for the wall, get to the grand seer and give him the message that fire in the sky has been seen to the east,” the runners stared at him for a moment in shock, “Go! Now!” Shaz roared. The runners scrambled away, knowing their lives well depended on it.

Shaz looked back at the groveling Kulik, who was looking up at him with a bloody toothy grin.

“I have saved us seer, I bring the word, I bring word of the fire. Bless me please! Please please please bless me!”

“So be it,” Shaz calmly replied, and with an outstretched hand above Kulik’s head, felt the warp surge come through him as a bolt of purple laced through his arm and into his hand, cleanly vaporizing Kulik’s head. The decapitated body slumped over as a wisp of smoke drifted from the charred neck stump. Shaz kicked the body away from him into a nearby campfire and looked to the gathering on lookers.

“A sacrifice to our glory! Blood for the blood gods! Fire from the sky comes to test us. To war my kin! TO WAR!”

The runners could hear the cries of slaughter as the war drums sounded behind them. By dawn’s break they would be at the peak to deliver the message.

 

And at the dawn the first runner made it before the massive walls of the ancient fortress, a mountain onto itself. For over a hundred years since the first of their people came upon it, they have struggled to gain entry, discover it’s secrets. The great seer must have felt their approach, for he stood awaiting them at the perimeter of the encampment. With ragged breath the runner gave the word of fire in the sky. The great seer turned to his host of followers and gave a wild cry.

“The prophecy is upon us! Make the preparations with haste, do not fail me now or I will be your death. The dark ones have promised to guide us by their hand!” The grand seer made way back to his sanctum, the largest of the tents, adorned with the skulls of many sacrifices and those who failed him. Once alone he drew out an ornate oval box, a design beyond the skill of any craftsmen of this world. Passed down to all the great seers by either blood or age, they all knew what to do if the time of the prophecy was at hand. He felt the pull of the clasp as the void-chant of awakening unlocked the seals that safely kept the relic from prying hands. The jewel inside was of the darkest obsidian, save for a faint swirling inner glow that pulsed crimson. Holding it in his hand, the seer regarded it for but a moment before throwing it to the ground and shattering into a million tiny shards. They slowly dissolved into a black mist that rose into a lithe humanoid form with angled features. Whispers filled the grand seer as his world turned into a vortex of shadow.

“Death comes for you seer,” a female voice hissed, “that which is hidden can see many secrets. Let death back into it’s home, and we will come to claim it and give you new life”.

The mist dissolved, and the grand seer fell to his knees as blood ran from his eyes and nose.

“I shall remain hidden as my dark lords command.”

 

Xicala rose from her trance, languishing in the dark confines of the spire in Commorragh that has served as her self imposed prison for the three centuries. Waiting in a restless slumber, letting her murderous soul drift through the nightmares of the webway, dreaming of a revenge most sweet. Finally the signal stone sent word, the time had come to claim the key to finding the craftworld that would be her greatest prize. The only thing that stood between her and the prize was a fortress monastery filled with those reviled Black Templars. Luckily she had an entire planet filled with murderous psyker cultists to throw at them until she arrived.

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Found some camo stencils for bolt action WW2 stuff at a garage sale. Just got an airbrush setup (not my first but it's been a while) and have been practicing getting my settings dialed in. 

 

Stormraven was primed white with P3 rattle can (before the airbrush arrived), then with the stencil did a layer of Grey (thinned Adeptus Battlegrey), then white again (Vallejo model air) and then black (Vallejo model air). 

 

Next step is putting crosses on the wings, which will be two tone red. Not sure on the bottom, which is still white. Possibly going to go crazy with some scripting and heavy-handed weathering on the gears and doors. 

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+++ EMERGENCY PAN-GALACTIC BROADCAST +++

 

- MAJOR WARP STORMS DETECTED ON ALL FRONTS - 

- SECURE, LOCKDOWN AND MAINTAIN CURRENT POSITION -

 

 

 

- BRACE FOR IMPACT -

 

 

 

As I plan on not going out much the next four years, I plan a steady march towards a completed army well ahead of schedule.

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Very tempting to get one of these for under $200 US...

 

https://tiko3d.com/

 

I know there are a lot of vendors popping up on Shapeways for various 3D printed bits, but I wanted to ask the BT community at large what kind of things you might like to see? Here's some of my ideas:

 

- BT branded Dreadnought CC weapons, ie Axe akin to the upgrade sprue

- Crowned BT heads (a la Firepower's Marshall)

- Eternal Crusader

- Land Speeder upgrades & variants

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Feel like I'm getting my airbrushing dialed in. Made a serious go at some red & blue power swords tonight and am very pleased with the results. 

 

http://i.imgur.com/3AT6wo4.jpg

 

Also got two of my LRCs blocked out. The top one has an extra armor kit from Brother Subtle Discord (http://thedarkworks.bigcartel.com/)

 

http://i.imgur.com/eKdfmbz.jpg

 

http://i.imgur.com/DW5QfvY.jpg

 

And almost ready for the spear charge.

 

http://i.imgur.com/U9CspGs.jpg

 

Got a 10 man squad and a Contemptor in the final stages of paint that I'll save for the next update. Making progress is awesome!

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Also got two of my LRCs blocked out. The top one has an extra armor kit from Brother Subtle Discord (http://thedarkworks.bigcartel.com/)

 

 

I've thought about this kit in the past. How did you like working with it?

 

Your first LR needs more hurricane bolters. :thumbsup:

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The kit was, for lack of a better word, immaculate. The only reason I had problems fitting some of the pieces was mis-aligned edges on the actual model - which is a rehab project (pretty much my whole army). 

 

No warping, thinness or bubbles on the surfaces facing out. Considering the price point of the forge world reinforced armor kit, Brother Discord offers up a pleasingly superior product. 

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++Relic Contemptor Complete++

 

Castellan Godfrey

1st Company Dreadnought Lance Commander

 

http://i.imgur.com/08tXcFZ.jpg

 

Still have a couple of special close combat weapons I'm tinkering with as I have both arms magnetized at the shoulder and wrist, but this guy is ready for action. Not sure on backstory just yet...

 

http://i.imgur.com/DeqGcPO.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/DmCdOIU.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/9uNIJSg.jpg

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