Fenrisian Wolf – Parade Ready

Another animal on my shelf! A Fenrisian Grey Wolf. In the dark grim dark future, almost all Terran animals went extinct. Those few rare examples of real dogs, horses, wolves and others are always exquisite specimens. It is not known, however, whether the Fenrisian wolves are actually *wolves*, canis lupus or a very distant descendant. Some sources claim it possible that these semi-conscious creatures are in fact very ancient “Astartes-to-be” whose gene mutations spiralled out of control, thus changing humans not into the great warriors they were supposed to be, but into giant, feral creatures.

If I only could remember the colours I used on this wolf… And it wasn’t Citadel’s Fenrisian Grey, unfortunaltely.
Some rubble, a little tuft, and two pieces of amber. I quite like the colour on this base.

A lizard here, a lizard there… Seraphon mounts, assamble! WiP.

I had a little more time to get on with painting more of my little Seraphon army. So, there you go: more Mounts though No Blades (Saurus Knights on Cold Ones, without the Knights component…).

M&Ms as a colour reference!

The Mint-Blue Guy:

The Violet-blue Guy

And last, but not least – the Fiery-Red Guy. He is the leader’s mount, that’s why he’s the wearing a golden headpiece.

Sicarian Ruststalker from Stygies VIII – WiP

From the rugged deserts smoldered by acid rains, from hive-city spires drowned in caustic sulfates and constant thud of tireless Manufactorum halls of Stygies VIII, come the Sicarian Ruststalkers.

Sicarian Ruststalker in Stygies VIII colour scheme.
Sicarian Ruststalker – a bit like a Deadpool?

These machine-human hybrids were created by Tech-Priests millennia ago to fight none other than the Deatch Watch, sent by the Holy Inquisition itself. The Ruststalkers challenged the Astartes in guerilla warfare over Stygies VIII’s infamous admiration of xenotech.

Their equipment and skill, both engineered to the highest precission, are still used by Tech-Priests of Stygies VIII on numerous expeditions, especially as a special ops troops. A subtle scent of oil and a faint buzz of servo-motors are the last things their unsuspecting victims experience – but only if the Ruststalkers allow it.