Darkmaw - The Darkness

 

The familiar low growl of Ripley roused the Orlock leader from his unconscious state. Slowly Red reached for his power knife as his Cyber-Mastiff snapped at something close by. The pitch black made it impossible for Red to see what danger lurked in the darkness but he trusted in Ripley's senses. His thumb stroked the activation switch of his knife as the Cyber-Mastiff's growls intensified.

Red felt a faint breeze move across his prone body and quickly activated his power knife, lashing out at the encroaching threat. His target swiftly moved out of range but not before the Orlock leader had seen his 'adversary' from his knife's glow. 

A deep raucous laugh echoed throughout the chamber as light flooded the room. Red leapt to his feet drawing his stubgun at the same time. Before him knelt a Cawdor with a wide grin upon his face illuminated by a candle . Two Cherub Servitors hovered close by each taking it in turn to swoop down and taunt his Cyber-Mastiff.

"You're alive then? Said the Cawdor with a smirk. "I wasn't sure because your damned hound wouldn't let me near." Continued the Priest. 

"He's like that." replied Red looking up at the hole that had consumed them.

"We aren't getting out that way without a power source to activate the elevator" said the priest climbing to his feet.

Red moved towards an old door that dominated the chamber keeping a wary eye on the Cawdor Priest.

"Perhaps a truce until we get out of here? inquired the Cawdor.

Red nodded his agreement before turning his full attention to the door.

"Excellent! Replied the Priest "Allow me to introduce myself" he continued "Abel Cankerson at your service."

"Coyote Red" replied the Orlock as the door opened.

Hive Crawler

Greeting Hivers

It's been a while, way too long really but I'm still here enjoying the hobby. Most of my time has been spread across several projects which has meant that I've finished nothing!

As readers who have been here before will know, I have more than enough terrain tiles to build a 6x4 Sector Mechanicus board...notice I didn't use the phrase regular readers there? That's because there has been very little regularity on the blog of late 😉. 

Every Model's a Necromunda Model - The Shepherd and his Flock

 

Legend tells of an oasis deep in the Badzones. A place where the Hive burrows beneath the Ash Waste crust and the only source of light is from the luminescent spores that drift amongst the fungal infested corridors and caverns. The oasis is a safe harbour from the abominations and horrors of the Badlands but it is not without its defences.

Tales of hulking shadows and unseen assailants are told by those foolish enough to try to enter this oasis. They speak of a Shepherd who cares for the inhabitants of this near mythical place and in many Outland settlements free Ogryns speak of a Shepherd that led them out from the Hive.

Amongst the Forges and Fighting pits Ogryns talk of this legend, spreading his name amongst their ranks...although this is usually limited to just three words...Badzone...Shepherd...Freedom.

Civvy Street in the Underhive - Down and Dirty

 

Greetings Hivers!

I wanted to take a break from painting Zone Mortalis sections of our Underhive and chose to return to the civilians that I built a couple of years ago.

I decided to use the three models that I had built to experiment with some speed painting techniques...here's how they turned out...

Breaking News! Rockridge Plunges Into Crisis.

 

The Rockridge Herald

Aftershocks Hamper Relief Efforts.

Despite the best efforts of the Enforcers and House Cawdor in securing Payne's Labyrinth, aftershocks from the Hive Quake are hampering efforts to rebuild the outer shell. Structural Enginseers have confirmed that the damage to the outer wall is considerable but stress that the district is structurally sound and apologise for any inconvenience as they continue their work. 

Authorities urge citizens to remain calm and not impede local Enforcers as they redeploy to meet the needs of Rockridge's citizens.