Page 4 of 4 FirstFirst ... 2 3 4
Results 61 to 63 of 63

Thread: Hobby Group Auxillia Work

  1. #61
    Chapter Master Karak Norn Clansman's Avatar
    Join Date
    May 2011
    Location
    Karak Norn
    Posts
    3,953

    Re: Hobby Group Auxillia Work

    Astro-Ungarian Medicae Superiocrata

    Tremble in fear, o nave Imperial subjects! Bow low and heed these words about the nurse in your midst:

    Aemmalia "Apothecaria" Embla-Lazic is officially known as a gifted member of the Officio Medicae, bearing the rank of Medicae Superiocrata.

    Unofficially, she is a heinously cruel drug-ganglady hailing from Necromunda, wanted in four Sectors and currently operating under the disorganized aegis of Astro-Ungarian Imperial Guard regiments, where she commit baleful experiments and unspeakable organ theft in the field.

    It was not difficult for such an infamous organized crime leader to infiltrate the Imperial and Royal host of von Dorfenhtz. Even following the Ljubljeburg disaster, when a freight ship smuggling Aemmalia's nefarious narcotics crashed into Hive Ljubjeburg and took the lives of two billion people, since the helmsman had gotten high on his own supply.

    In Astro-Ungarian service, the undercover narco-queen has kidnapped the nobleman Arvid von Kvinnesamme-Jusic. Arvid was made into Aemmalia's consort at gunpoint, and has since become her aristocratic front figure and plaything.

    To come under Aemmalia's syringe and scalpel without witnesses present, is to enter the nether circles of hell itself. Many a wounded brave warrior of Astro-Ungaria has ended his days cursing the day that he was born.

    For Astro-Ungaria and Holy Terra! In Nomine Imperator!


    - - -

    This sculpt is a parody version of a friend, who is the girlfriend of another friend. In reality, she is of lean build, but the twisted thick wires used for this sculpt accidentally turned the miniature stocky. As any Dwarf player worth his salt knows, stocky equals mighty, so that is appropriate. She is meant to be paired with her boyfriend on horseback.

    The miniature could be used as a Regimental Enginseer in JAB's Astra Militarum army, or perhaps as a medic in a secondary command group.






  2. #62
    Modsticker Codsticker's Avatar
    Join Date
    Nov 2005
    Location
    'stachehammer: Age of SigMo
    Posts
    8,837

    Re: Hobby Group Auxillia Work

    Some wonderful sculpting- great characters.
    Quote Originally Posted by Salty
    What the Modsticker said.

  3. #63
    Chapter Master Karak Norn Clansman's Avatar
    Join Date
    May 2011
    Location
    Karak Norn
    Posts
    3,953

    Re: Hobby Group Auxillia Work

    @Codsticker: Thanks!

    Reply of the Chracians

    Negotiations were off to a bad start, and had only taken a turn for the worse. Neither the haughty Asur nor the cruel and arrogant Dawi Zharr were renowned for their humility. The semi-barbaric Chracian highlanders were least of all suited for diplomacy, out of all the scheming kingdoms of Ulthuan. The Red Host of Nir-Kezhar had likewise not fostered a reputation for subtlety and restraint through its bloodied history of legendary insults and baleful atrocity. Bards would sing of the ensuing tongue-waggling for centuries to come, as both sides sparred with words as if aiming for the heart. The conversation grew ever more heated, and winged words leapt back and forth in a flurry of repartee and barely veiled threats.

    At last, the High Elf princeling had enough of it. No laws of hospitality could hold him back from exacting revenge upon the insulting intruder. A shameful shaving of the coiled beard would not do.

    Laiontides Fairbraid pulled sword and held it a mere inch before the stunted diplomat's nose, right between his surprised eyes, akin to glowing coals. The princeling's bodyguards moved in on the craven Hobgoblin entourage of the foreigner, great axes raised and ready to strike.

    "Look, Dwarf. This blade is sharper than your cloven tongue."

    "No man threatens a messenger!" cried the Chaos Dwarf. "Blasphemy! This is crazy!"

    For a moment, the Elf seemed to relent. The short blade sank to his side. Then, wrath engulfed Laiontides' visage.

    "This. Is. Chrace!"

    It was a low blow. The Elf kicked him in the hat.

    Sturdy chinstraps ensured that the force of the kick threw the entire heavy Chaos Dwarf along with the hat into the well. The last thing that Ambassador Zharkanek the Sly knew, as darkness suffocated him, was a primal sense of sinking into earth and water.


    - - -

    This diorama was quicksculpted for my brother EEJR over 3 days in preparation for a Ninth Age Tournament where he was meant to field 300 High Elf spearmen. The reference to the famous Thermopylae vanguard action by the 300 Spartans, 700 Thespians and 400 Thebans was an afterthought, and not the intent behind the army list. Our first jokes were about Soviet hordes swarming out of revolutionary Lothern, not Leonidas at the Hot Gates.








Page 4 of 4 FirstFirst ... 2 3 4

Posting Permissions

  • You may not post new threads
  • You may not post replies
  • You may not post attachments
  • You may not edit your posts
  •