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Where many were, how few remain - A loyalist SoH project
Progress is slow as always, there are multitudes of things at work that demands my time, and/or energy it seems... Still, who said that hard work never pays off? I've gotten a quite substantional pay raise for my efforts so there is definitely a FW order being placed in the near future.
There has been some painting though, with emphasis on the word 'some'
Not much to say about these guys yet, they are a bit greener than last time though...
I've also started to plan (and bought) some stuff for my Night Lords as it might be time for some variation in what I paint, but that will have to wait until these guys above are finished.
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It might sometimes seem like I'm off hibernating like my namesake, but there tends to be periods at work where I'm as busy as a one-armed paper hanger. This last month has been such a period... Good thing my Christmas holiday starts tomorrow so I can get some more work done on these guys:
Not as much progress as I would have wished during this time, and still lot to be done but we're getting somewhere. Got to get these guys finished so I can paint some Night Lords in January as I've planned to do....
Looking good. Are they just standard Cataphractii? Do you have plans for any SoH embellishments?
Congrats on the pay increase.
Thanks buddy! Just standard Cataphractii these guys, with some few minor things added later on to give a further SoH feel. A wolf pelt, some skulls, FW shoulder pads etc.
The pay increase was most welcome, and I've already used some of it for some more stuff from FW. Not as much as I would have wanted though as I had to spend a 'fully armed Warlord' amount of money to keep my car road legal, but enough to get some future goodies for this army.
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A few brush strokes here, a few brush strokes there, and voilá: (some) Progress!
Easier to show on just one guy than on the whole bunch, they're all in the same 'phase' though. Main armour is finished and the gold aswell (even though the light makes it look 'flatter' than irl). Just over a week until I'm going to the Canary Islands for a vacation so we'll have to see how far I get with these guys before then, giving my Night Lords some reinforcements in January stills feel realistic though. Starting to paint them that is, finishing said reinforcements is another thing.
Looking good Mate .
Thanks buddy! Going to try to keep my steam up to get these guys finished as soon as possible.
Tonight I'm going to follow the old Swedish tradition of getting fairly hammered. I don't know how you people abroad celebrates it, but Christmas Day evening + Swedes = plenty of drinking. So there might not be much painting tomorrow...
Anyways, Merry Christmas fellas! Or as we Swedes say, God Jul!
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So, how did things go? Well... My head didn't like me much on Boxing Day that's for sure. The Canary Islands were nice, coming back to -25 degrees, snow storms, and catching a cold not so nice.
Oh... That's not what anybody here is interested in, stupid me...
Lets have a 'preview' of the Terminators instead:
Yeah, they're finished (even though I might go back and correct those darn little details I never notice before taking photos...), but before showing anything more there is that background scene I need to write first. So they aren't 'officially finished' until a couple of days I guess. See you then!
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Nice work, I like those markings on the knee plates. I know he's not quite finished, but I feel some gore and heavy scratching wouldn't go amiss on the chainfist's blade.
Glad you enjoyed your Christmas holiday too!
And on the adjacent gauntlet
Cheers mates! Scratching was among those 'little details' I forgot to do actually, rather easy to do late at night when only two guys have chainfists I'm afraid.
I hadn't really thought about gore, but it was a good suggestion! I couldn't get quite as good light conditions today so the scratches and gore isn't as visible as irl, it should give a general idea though.
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So, time for a 'proper' update at last. I'd better warn in advance for rather large pictures though...
is like the sea wave, which the more you drink
the more you thirst – yea - drink too much,
as men have done on rafts of wreck – it drives you mad.”
Alfryd de Nisson, Anglish poet ca. M02
That night I slept like an innocent child, my exhaustion overcame me as soon as I laid myself down, and kept me from the waking world for a full ten hours. Snicker all you like boy, you know I've all but given up on seeing you wake early enough to greet the sun. Sleeping like that is a young man's folly, when one feels immortal, and certain that the sands of time will never run out. One day child you will find that Time cares nothing for your thoughts regarding that matter, and you will start to treasure those ever diminishing hours that you have left, judging them far to valuable to spend on such frivolity as sleep...
Be that as it may, I slept, and the world below me slept aswell, or so it seemed. It is perhaps no grand surprise that one such as me, a novice in the ways of war, thought that the Asans' resolve would crumble after the violence that we had witnessed. That none of the Fleet's officers did otherwise is more... omnious I'd say. While there is nothing I can do to prove it, as all that could have done so are either long since dead or fled into the Eye, I suspect that the events down on the planet were manipulated by someone, or that the warning signs of a new, and 'expanded' revolt were hidden from those that would have reacted to them.
No matter how it was arranged, it all started just after I had awoken from my long sleep. With my heart almost jumping out of my chest as the warning sirens began to howl throughout the ship, causing me to rush out of my quarters in panic, still half-clad, to find out what was happening.
Not that anyone I met seemed to have a better clue than me at first. Every new crewman or fellow Rememberancer crossing my path voiced new rumours, and they all grew more and more fanciful as fear fed the imagination of us uninformed, low-ranking mortals.
That state of panic lasted for exactly 2 minutes, until the sirens stopped and the dry voice of an Astartes informed us that much of Asan II had risen in full revolt against the rule of the Imperium, and that military forces throughout the Fleet should prepare for deployment to the surface.
Such an anouncement might have killed the panic in our hearts but it did not make things any less chaotic to my eyes. While the Astartes would have been been organised from within seconds of the first alarm, the crew and the mortal soldiers, were not, and getting prepared for what needed doing took them some time.
What I did you ask? As soon as I had gathered my wits I ran towards the hangars as if my life depended upon it. A bit dramatic? Yes, in retrospect it is, but I think all Rememberancers had a dramatic flair, and I was no different. My conversation with Ulyss Melek had convinced me once again of my purpose, and I wanted to witness the deployment of the Astartes and the soldiers with my own eyes. How else would I be able to write down anything?
One thing I had not calculated upon though is the fact that the universe almost seems to have a sense of humour. As I rounded a corner at full speed I suddenly found myself colliding with something massive, and the next moment I was flying through the air before crashing down on the floor. While I was trying to get myself up I heard a booming laughter that could only come from one source, Grishal Baar.
Most Astartes you see would have been perplexed by the situation, and almost all the rest would have been showing signs of anger had a mere mortal ran into them. Not my friend though, he continued to laugh as I rose from my prone position, and he explained that he had come looking for me as I would certainly be interested to see what was happening. He must have found me a most humourus sight because when I asked him if the deployment was not already in full motion he just laughed more, and said that it would still take some time to deicide what assets to deploy where as coordinating an improvised planetary assault was not something that even Astartes did particulary often. He then gave me a wide grin before asking if I would like to witness a deployment by teleportation.
How could I resist such an invitation? Even in those golden days teleportation was among the most mysterious of techno-arcana, and only the most elite warriors used it. Any Rememberancer worth his title would have jumped at the opportunity. I am a little ashamed to admit that I answered his question with the lack of restraint of a mannerless child shows when offered sweets... Not that Grishal Baar cared though, he just laughed some more before he led me towards the 'Teleport Bay'. Without him those doors would have stayed closed to me, and even with him by my side it was clear that my presence there was met with a certain lack of...approval from those present. The chamber itself was larger than I had imagined it though, but in retrospect it is obvious that such scientific wonders must take much space.
A group of five Astartes were preparing for their deployment, all of them clad in massive Cataphractii armour. So terrifying did they look that I felt pity for the rebels below, to face these warriors could mean nothing but brutal death. While it was the first time I had seen him in this armour, I had met the one leading the assault, and I doubt that the Asans were ready to engage Kotyk and his 'Kingslayers'. Not even the rebelling PDF-command in the bunkers that were their target.
Grishaal Baar that had told me about the Cthonian tradition of 'Kingslayers', not that they were named as such with the distinct lack of kings, and civilization, on Cthonia. So instead of a more brutal and litteral translation he spared my mind from images I could gladly live without, and gave them a title I could relate to. Regardless of their true title though, many 'kings' and gangleaders in the Cthonian tunnels kept a 'guard' of highly skilled killers whose main purpose were to slay the leaders of enemy gangs as soon as possible whenever fighting erupted. Not unlike the mission these 'Kingslayers' had been given I guess...
On Cthonia such men were treated as princes, given anything they wanted as a reward for the risks they would take. Grishaal had laughed though, and pointed out that most 'princes' dreamed of being 'kings' themselves, leading to more gangleaders dying from the blades of their own 'Kingslayers' than from those of their enemies. I had laughed with him then, but little did I know that I would one day come to see his story as a dark omen of what would come...
Kotyk, or the 'Kingslayer' as he styled himself, was a dread sight to behold as he had the most scarred and brutal face I have ever seen, and it did not help that he had the personality to match it. Harsh, even for an Astartes, and willing to do anything to prove himself before his Primarch. He was one of the most vocal critics of Jakhem Strom's strategy...
Sarson, full of pride he was, and skilled enough to almost justify it. A much sought after opponent in the training cages as other warriors wanted to test their skill against his. Few of them liked him though, no matter if they won, or more likely lost. There was something... 'sour' in how he was, and few managed to oversee it.
Demos 'Half Wolf'' was sort of a nostalgic in his own ways. He had no doubt in the wisdom of Horus, nor his decision to rename the Legion, but he still kept the wolf pelt he had worn as a Luna Wolf. One could in a way say that he stood with one foot in the past, and one in the present with. It would surprise me if he could even have guessed what his future would bring...
They named Milus 'Stoneskin' as he had never taken a wound serious enough for him to need the care of an Apothecary. His brothers made good-natured jokes about how they should call him 'Stonefeet' instead, as his armour would make him so slow that they would be able to slay any enemy before he was close enough to get harmed. His answer to these jokes you say? Nothing but silent smiles and an ever increasing kill count.
Arasham had a fire burning in his chest I would say. He was always eager for combat, but not from bloodthirst or the thrill of combat. No, while he had been born a wild ganger in the tunnels of Cthonia he had take the ideals of the Great Crusade to his heart, and each battle was one step closer to fulfilling the Emperor's vision. I can not make the claim that I knew him well but that doesn't matter, it was clear to anyone that met him that he had a noble soul.
So that's the 'Kingslayers' finished. I didn't manage to get the best light for the pictures so the red markings doesn't really show but the pictures are pretty ok otherwise. C&C is of course welcome though.
What's next? Well, it's time to move back to the even further future for a little while, and paint some Night Lords while I think about what I want to paint next for this army. I have a couple of ideas so I'll let them fight it out in my brain for now.
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Slowly painting some Night Lords at the moment (as astute persons might notice below) but a little something related to this project arrived in the mail today...
As I (some day in the future) intend to actually play some games with my Sons of Horus it might be nice to have a rulebook more recent than one from 2004. There were some other stuff in the package aswell, but that will have to wait for a while.
Oh, and if you think my painting area looks a little bit... 'disorganized' you should see my desk a work
My favourite termie has to be Stoneskin. The fact the only embellishment he needs is the single skull with a chain hook running through it is pretty bad ass.
Thanks man. I'm pretty fond of 'Stoneskin' myself, that skull sure is a statement to take him seriously. Arasham with his heavy flamer is my personal favourite though, that combined with his pointing pose is pretty hard to beat.
That's looking great, nicely understated green SoH Termies, a rare breed!
Thanks mate. I thought that 'regular' company termies shouldn't deviate too much from the ordinary guys so a few nods nods towards Cthonian influences, some gold trim, and a few black panels felt as 'just right'. Glad that you think the same.
Time to try to make some more progress on those Night Lords now though...
Well it's been a while... Both RL, and my Night Lords have been responsible for all the dust in this thread, but I've started to work on something new for this project again:
It will probably get some time to get the Vox Lupercal (yeah, a name in bad Latin) finished, and I know it doesn't really make this army more playable as such but this is what I felt like doing, and given that this isn't really a gaming army so...