Posts Tagged ‘Inq28’

More Meandering Mudlarks!

Posted on May 1st, 2018 under , , , , . Posted by

While I’d intended to move on to my elk-men next, I’ve just finished off a couple of Mudlarks so I thought I’d slip them in now!Crows sometimes hire little bands of them as local guides. Folks like these have been here too long to want to return to the…

Subspecies and Shrikes

Posted on April 18th, 2018 under , , , , , , . Posted by

I don’t know about you, but every now and again something happens that gives you a little burst of inspiration. Feels a little like someone just opened up a window to a whole new set of possibilities you hadn’t noticed before.This happened a little whi…

Some crows you know, and one you don’t…

Posted on April 12th, 2018 under , , , , . Posted by

We call them ‘rooks’. Just big crows really.”Is it true they eat our dead if they find them?”I think the word translates to ‘concubine’, although ‘witch’ would work too….and the new crow!The crow-chief peered intently at the great ships of the Wolves…

What a difference a camera makes!

Posted on April 6th, 2018 under , , , , . Posted by

Just got back from holiday and finally got fed up with struggling to get decent quality photos, so picked up a lightbox, some crows, my copy of On the Origin of Species and a very helpful mate with a grownup camera :)What a difference! If you zoom in o…

Adept XIV of the Adeptus Biologis

Posted on March 16th, 2018 under , , , , . Posted by

+++Archive Entry: Classified+++ +++Category: Research, Unsanctioned+++ +++Authorisation: Adept XIV, Inquisitorial+++ Despite local folklore, preliminary tests indicate bite of wolf-mutants non-toxic. Hypothesis 2: transfer of mutant gene…

Two more wolf-mutants: the first of a bumper crop of models :)

Posted on March 12th, 2018 under , , , . Posted by

Men, elves, crows, elk. Even the ettins of the northern forests. All are fair game once the hunt has begun.+++Archive Entry: Classified++++++Category: Research, Unsanctioned++++++Authorisation: Adept, Inquisitorial+++Despite local folklore, preliminary…

Morkai’s Unwanted

Posted on February 10th, 2018 under , , , . Posted by

When Morkai’s sons are on the prowl,When moon is bright and wolves do howl,Within thine walls stay safe and fast,For teeth and tools of murder pass.-Verse from the Edda Óvættr (An Ode to Monsters)It seems, wherever the Vlka Fenryka tread, a trail of my…

Iron giants, iron calves and hovering boats

Posted on January 27th, 2018 under , , , , , , , . Posted by

I saw this picture on facebook, it is a K2SO toy converted by Steve Perry (Rubicon Models UK represenatitv) into a 28mm terrain piece. That would be awesome for all kinds of Sci-Fi settings, from the Ashwastes of Necromunda, over Gates of Antares to Rogue Stars. This K2SO toy from Rogue One is available in […]

Elk-folk Bray Shaman

Posted on January 24th, 2018 under , , , , , . Posted by

See that one over there? That’s a Bray. Close as they get to cultural leaders these days. Elders who preserve their histories, administer what passes for justice amongst their kind, and lead the bacchanal rites to appease their vengeful gods.It’s curio…

Elk-men bucks and first piece of scenery :)

Posted on January 19th, 2018 under , , , , , . Posted by

There it is, the herdstone. Great stone menhirs erected where the veil allegedly wears thin, back in the times when the warherds swept through these worlds. Fell monuments. See how this one weeps blood from its pinnacle.The two big stags collided with …

Expanding the world of the Crows: 40k Beastmen(ish)!

Posted on January 12th, 2018 under , , , , , . Posted by

They trade sometimes, with the Elk-men. Fellow nomads, meandering through this icy plane.Oh nothing of real value. Mainly scavenged tech and weapons, food supplies, little handmade trinkets. That sort of thing. Sometimes the Elk-men barter passage to o…

Crow-women, Crow-dogs and another Crow-dude

Posted on January 2nd, 2018 under , , , , . Posted by

Strange to think, isn’t it? None of those optics are theirs. All scavenged from battlefields. They spend their lives looking through the eyes of dead men. What an odd perspective on the world that must bring.Although the Invitational at Iron Sleet is n…

On ‘Aesthetic of the Pathetic’…

Posted on December 20th, 2017 under , , , , . Posted by

The little scavenger padded its feet as it stood, trying to drive out the cold. There was little, really, to mark it as female beneath its layers upon layers of rags. A slightness of build perhaps, but little else. Not like the concubines of the Crow-C…

Something beastly this-way comes (and also I melted my camera)…

Posted on November 30th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I forget you’re an udlænding. That’s a Sleipnir. Quite common around these parts.

The Fenrisians, both Kearls and wildlings, use them for recon and warhorses. Trade them with folks in neighbouring systems as well. Not sure how the Crows got them though. Probably stole them I expect.

Sorry for the long delay since the last post! Having to wait for me to actually do some painting rather than just dig stuff out of the back-catalogue 😉

For this guy I wanted to tie in some more Norse mythology with my crows. There are a number of mythological animals surrounding Odin (which form a loose influence on how I see the various peoples surrounding Fenris). The first of which are his Wolves, Geri and Freki, represented by the Vlka Fenryka. The second of which are his Ravens, Huginn and Muninn, represented by my crows. Another is his mythical steed, Sleipnir, the 8-legged horse. Thought that would be a good basis for a xenos/gene-modified steed of some sort for Kearls and Wildlings 🙂

I’ve actually been on a bit of a gribbly creature bent recently, with this little guy as well 🙂


To be honest, I have no idea what they are really, but the Crows treat them like dogs. Or pigs may be a better analogy. Use them for tracking, and feed them all the stuff Crows can’t eat. Fatten them up for leaner times ahead. 



There’s loads of the damn things running wild on their ships. Makes it tricky to get aboard undetected. 

Hope you like them!
I’ve also had a bit of a…mishap…with my camera. Pro-tip: if you’re crouching over a puddle of fluid that might possibly be petrol…don’t use a battery drill to drill a drain hole. They spark when they stop. You’d think I’d know better by now!
Face is a little crispy but everything’s ok :S phone survived remarkably well, aside from the lens on the camera which has melted a bit and bubbled up. So, after much mucking about trying to get a lighting setup that worked with my camera I’m back to square one! Not ideal with the deadline for submission to Iron Sleet looming!
Did a little photoshoot with various different cobbled together photo setups. Not sure which works best. The Sleipnir at the top is with the existing lighting setup but shot with my Canon point-and-shoot.
Next up I pinched my parent’s phone (modern Samsung of some sort). Pretty similar to my old one (although it does look a tad washed out, not sure).
Point-and-shoot (not enough light for this one, although it does look atmospheric):
Point-and-shoot with additional lighting: 
Point-and-shoot with attempt at moonlit-look: 
Mate’s HTC camera-phone (couple of quick snaps with not much heed to framing):

If anything, it’s interesting to see how exactly the same lighting setups can produce wildly different results simply based on the camera you use…

Something beastly this-way comes (and also I melted my camera)…

Posted on November 30th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I forget you’re an udlænding. That’s a Sleipnir. Quite common around these parts.

The Fenrisians, both Kearls and wildlings, use them for recon and warhorses. Trade them with folks in neighbouring systems as well. Not sure how the Crows got them though. Probably stole them I expect.

Sorry for the long delay since the last post! Having to wait for me to actually do some painting rather than just dig stuff out of the back-catalogue 😉

For this guy I wanted to tie in some more Norse mythology with my crows. There are a number of mythological animals surrounding Odin (which form a loose influence on how I see the various peoples surrounding Fenris). The first of which are his Wolves, Geri and Freki, represented by the Vlka Fenryka. The second of which are his Ravens, Huginn and Muninn, represented by my crows. Another is his mythical steed, Sleipnir, the 8-legged horse. Thought that would be a good basis for a xenos/gene-modified steed of some sort for Kearls and Wildlings 🙂

I’ve actually been on a bit of a gribbly creature bent recently, with this little guy as well 🙂


To be honest, I have no idea what they are really, but the Crows treat them like dogs. Or pigs may be a better analogy. Use them for tracking, and feed them all the stuff Crows can’t eat. Fatten them up for leaner times ahead. 



There’s loads of the damn things running wild on their ships. Makes it tricky to get aboard undetected. 

Hope you like them!
I’ve also had a bit of a…mishap…with my camera. Pro-tip: if you’re crouching over a puddle of fluid that might possibly be petrol…don’t use a battery drill to drill a drain hole. They spark when they stop. You’d think I’d know better by now!
Face is a little crispy but everything’s ok :S phone survived remarkably well, aside from the lens on the camera which has melted a bit and bubbled up. So, after much mucking about trying to get a lighting setup that worked with my camera I’m back to square one! Not ideal with the deadline for submission to Iron Sleet looming!
Did a little photoshoot with various different cobbled together photo setups. Not sure which works best. The Sleipnir at the top is with the existing lighting setup but shot with my Canon point-and-shoot.
Next up I pinched my parent’s phone (modern Samsung of some sort). Pretty similar to my old one (although it does look a tad washed out, not sure).
Point-and-shoot (not enough light for this one, although it does look atmospheric):
Point-and-shoot with additional lighting: 
Point-and-shoot with attempt at moonlit-look: 
Mate’s HTC camera-phone (couple of quick snaps with not much heed to framing):

If anything, it’s interesting to see how exactly the same lighting setups can produce wildly different results simply based on the camera you use…

Have I got Crows for you!

Posted on November 10th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

Clockwork thoughts chattered through the crow-priest’s brain. This truly was a bizarre place they found themselves in. The crow-priests understood well the processes to connect biology to bionics, but this…this was something approaching…synthesis.&…

Have I got Crows for you!

Posted on November 10th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

Clockwork thoughts chattered through the crow-priest’s brain. This truly was a bizarre place they found themselves in. The crow-priests understood well the processes to connect biology to bionics, but this…this was something approaching…synthesis.&…

Crows 2 and 3

Posted on October 31st, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

Getting into the swing of things now 🙂 I’ve also come up with a little poem to go alongside them for the ~200 word background aspect for the Invitational which I’m dead chuffed with 🙂 it uses the structure and theme of Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven and aspects of the Thorn Moons and Migs’ excellent XX Alpha Legion army.


‘pon the ruin’d moon of Hyllas, spake the legionary Pallas,
“Cast thou hence from in the shadows, lest I smite thee duly, or-
speak thy name if Thorne or craven.”, ‘pon which from its darkened haven
Stepped a grim and tattered raven wand’ring from the Nightly shore
“Tell me what thy wretched name is ‘mongst this pale and icy hoar”
Quoth the raven “Nevermore.”

“We spy thine ships by moonfall’s aft, thy manifold and blackened craft
Loiter round the Rout like stormclouds, scavengers like crows of yore. 
Chatter caw and bicker hasten. Ears and eyes and spies and graven-
ones the Wolves do brand ‘Valravn’, we have spied thine ilk before.
By what hubris think thine arms might stand afore the might of Thorne?
Speak no more of ‘nevermore’.”

The raven’s head did tilt and twist and quizzically it viewed him hence
Yet Pallas stayed his mighty blade, confusion gripping soul and more
“Wherefore art thou masters brave then? Tombstones ‘pon which names engraven.”
Yet unflinching stood it’s brazen gaze that burnt through armoured core 
“Hydra’s heads shall reign supreme from dust to dust and Throne to Thorne.”
Quoth the raven ‘Nevermore.”

Within Pallas rose an ire as a raging inner fire
Impudence of wretch’s tongue like insults flung hast brought it fore.
Sadly rage obscured unshaven brutes within said Nightly haven
Hydra’s blood ran through the cave in ruddy pools along the floor.
Thence the skull of Pallas stands resplendent ‘bove the raven’s door.
Thorne supreme reigns nevermore.


Crows 2 and 3

Posted on October 31st, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

Getting into the swing of things now 🙂 I’ve also come up with a little poem to go alongside them for the ~200 word background aspect for the Invitational which I’m dead chuffed with 🙂 it uses the structure and theme of Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven and aspects of the Thorn Moons and Migs’ excellent XX Alpha Legion army.


‘pon the ruin’d moon of Hyllas, spake the legionary Pallas,
“Cast thou hence from in the shadows, lest I smite thee duly, or-
speak thy name if Thorne or craven.”, ‘pon which from its darkened haven
Stepped a grim and tattered raven wand’ring from the Nightly shore
“Tell me what thy wretched name is ‘mongst this pale and icy hoar”
Quoth the raven “Nevermore.”

“We spy thine ships by moonfall’s aft, thy manifold and blackened craft
Loiter round the Rout like stormclouds, scavengers like crows of yore. 
Chatter caw and bicker hasten. Ears and eyes and spies and graven-
ones the Wolves do brand ‘Valravn’, we have spied thine ilk before.
By what hubris think thine arms might stand afore the might of Thorne?
Speak no more of ‘nevermore’.”

The raven’s head did tilt and twist and quizzically it viewed him hence
Yet Pallas stayed his mighty blade, confusion gripping soul and more
“Wherefore art thou masters brave then? Tombstones ‘pon which names engraven.”
Yet unflinching stood it’s brazen gaze that burnt through armoured core 
“Hydra’s heads shall reign supreme from dust to dust and Throne to Thorne.”
Quoth the raven ‘Nevermore.”

Within Pallas rose an ire as a raging inner fire
Impudence of wretch’s tongue like insults flung hast brought it fore.
Sadly rage obscured unshaven brutes within said Nightly haven
Hydra’s blood ran through the cave in ruddy pools along the floor.
Thence the skull of Pallas stands resplendent ‘bove the raven’s door.
Thorne supreme reigns nevermore.


First Test-Crow

Posted on October 27th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I’m rather pleased 🙂 pretty time consuming mixing up various shades of greeny/bluey black (thanks Zab for the suggestion!) that sort of look little different from each other, but I suppose if that was the aim in the first place I shouldn’t complain ;)…

First Test-Crow

Posted on October 27th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I’m rather pleased 🙂 pretty time consuming mixing up various shades of greeny/bluey black (thanks Zab for the suggestion!) that sort of look little different from each other, but I suppose if that was the aim in the first place I shouldn’t complain ;)…

A break from your usual programming: Iron Sleet Invitational

Posted on October 24th, 2017 under , , , , , , . Posted by

Artwork by Shawn CossWhile the vast majority of my hobby stuff is eldar-centric, I have been tempted away on occasion to make some slightly more human creations. The opportunity to contribute something to the brilliant world building around the&nb…

A break from your usual programming: Iron Sleet Invitational

Posted on October 24th, 2017 under , , , , , , . Posted by

Artwork by Shawn CossWhile the vast majority of my hobby stuff is eldar-centric, I have been tempted away on occasion to make some slightly more human creations. The opportunity to contribute something to the brilliant world building around the&nb…

Prince Morrathillienn. 7th Heir to the House of Ulthanash. Survivor of the Endless Darkness. Prince of the Khaine’s Ravens

Posted on October 21st, 2017 under , , , , . Posted by

To the naked eye, it would appear as nothing but the blank void of interstellar space. Yet here lurked a giant. Anasduril, it was called. The vast extinguished hulk of a star. Once the seat of one of many pre-Fall kingdoms, its derelict orbitals and sh…

Prince Morrathillienn. 7th Heir to the House of Ulthanash. Survivor of the Endless Darkness. Prince of the Khaine’s Ravens

Posted on October 21st, 2017 under , , , , . Posted by

To the naked eye, it would appear as nothing but the blank void of interstellar space. Yet here lurked a giant. Anasduril, it was called. The vast extinguished hulk of a star. Once the seat of one of many pre-Fall kingdoms, its derelict orbitals and sh…