INQ28 - Ecclesiarchy Priest

All has been quiet on the blogging front recently, I'm afraid. I've just not been up to that much hobby-wise, apart from a trip to Nottingham to visit my good buddy Fulgrim, who was heavily involved in the play-testing and design of the recent Death Watch: Overkill game. So we obviously spent a chunk of time playing that. And drinking. And eating. And watching Star Wars.  Good times, yo.

I did finish up this fellow, who will be a part of my Ordo Hereticus retinue, in the role of... priest / preacher / general ecclesiarchy God-Emperor bothering busy body.  The model is from Black Scorpion's range of Cutlass models, and was part of a very bargainous set I picked up at Salute last year.

Here he is. Sweet beard, dude.

INQ28: Ordo Hereticus savant / scribe

Introducing Himanshu Gallapathie, chief scribe and savant to Inquisitor Ganesha Singh, of the Ordo Hereticus.

This model is from the Black Scorpion range of models for Cutlass.

Today I am a man of few words.

Inquisitor war band update: Floki Olafsson, the Arsonist

This here is Floki Olafsson. He's based around a Black Scorpion miniatures model, with a couple of simple modifications to "40K" him up.

Little is known about Olafsson before he joined the retinue of Inquisitor Daubenton. He is also a member of Lady Halifax's crew on the Rogue Trader ship Pride of Croydius, and on occasion is known to escort Lady Halifax as part of her personal retinue. He's a busy kind of bloke.

Rumours surround Olafsson.  Chiefly, it is said (around the secret circles of moonshine drinkers in the sub-enginarum decks) that he originates from Fenris. And lo, that he was selected by the mighty warriors of the Vlka Fenryka to become an Astartes through the various trials and traditions of that cold world. Alas, the implantation of the Progenoid glands did not take, and his body rejected them.

For a time, it is said that he inhabited the Fang and served in the humiliating (for him) role of a chapter serf, although it is said this is a great honour, the shame must have been nigh-unbearable.

It is not known how he came in to the service of Inquisitor Daubenton and Lady Halifax. However, this service seems to have done him the world of good, as he feels able to take an active role in smiting the enemies of the Emperor with blade and cleansing flame. Indeed, he has developed something of an obsession with fire.

Inquisitor war band update - henchman #1 & new conversions

After finding it a little tricky to get some work table time in over the last couple of weeks, I finally managed to have a good session on Sunday afternoon.

I managed to get a henchman painted, as well as finishing conversion work on my 'blunter', Methuselah (based on a Black Scorpion miniatures pirate child with an Ungor head), and my rogue trader, Lady Dremelza Halifax (based on Isabella von Carstein, with some fancy xenos gadgetry).  I'll also add into this a non-converted model, who will act as a scribe (another Black Scorpion sculpt that I thought fit in quite perfectly).

Story-wise, the henchman will be one of Lady Dremelza's bodyguards, just some gritty dude. I thought the flintlocks added a suitable naval element to him. With the leather jacket and bandana, I wanted to create an impression of a wannabe Han Solo type meets old-skool Suicidal Tendencies fan kind of vibe.

I've given Lady Halifax an unusual mark of Eldar pistol, which I've re-modelled to resemble a futuristic flintlock (see the shape of stock/grip of the weapon and compare it to the henchman's). It was fiddly.  The blade she carries will have a bit of story behind it.

As for Methuselah, I gave a bit of vague story to him as part of the Inquisitor Daubenton ramblings I've been posting up. In case you can't be arsed to backtrack through the blog, he's basically a Pariah, as well as an abhuman, and to cap it all, he also exhibits Dwarfism (which is in no way intended to be offensive to anyone - it's just how I thought the character needed to be built as soon as I saw the model it's based around). He's also strapped with a flintlock.

The scribe, well, is just a typical busy-body bookish know-it-all repository of useless / useful information.