Nitromor's log of the somewhat naughty cabal

[nitromors]

The iridescent haze shimmered as if with desert heat upon the plaza. Vostok began to make out vague shapes coalescing from its midst, they slowly formed into hulking power armoured behemoths in dazzling Gold and Topaz livery. Vostok knelt in abject reverence and joy as he beheld the blessed Sons of Tzeentch in all their glory, praise be his prayers had been answered.

'You have called upon the favour of blessed Tzeentch now fulfil your promise, take us to the Datacore that we might harvest the knowledge of the Aeldari'

This will be my log of 40K Thousand Sons... first piccies below

[nitromors]

First up a squad of footsloggers



These guys will form the core of my force (a lucky find whilst organising the store cupboard )

[nitromors]

Terminators with HQ on flying disk

[Inquisitor Engel]

Ah! These guys!

The horned-head CSM helmet looks out of place and a little awkward. I know it's not true to your aesthetic, but you may consider the FW MKIV helmets for those uses.

[nitromors]

Ah! These guys!

The horned-head CSM helmet looks out of place and a little awkward. I know it's not true to your aesthetic, but you may consider the FW MKIV helmets for those uses.

Really? It reminded me of Ahriman.