The Southern Invitational - Nestor's Tale

The Journey had been long and perilous. Traversing the whirls and eddies of the storms had been relatively simple thanks to Weymouth's psychic beacon lighting the way. The danger came not from the storms, but from the bitterest of rivals travelling the same route. Nestor had ordered the Castigators to keep a wary eye on Festus Foulspawn's Death Guard that had shadowed them for the entire journey. Tensions rose even higher when Damien Broadcloak's Tzeentch warband came into view, but all of them respected the truce accorded to the participants of the Southern Invitational.

Soul Grinder of Slaanesh- WIP

Greetings sinners!
With the Southern Invitational less than five days away, I've been beavering away on my Slaanesh Soul Grinder. Unfortunately I'll only have two days of free time to paint 15 Furies and re-equip my Slaanesh Lord with a Fist and Claw. So for the time being this will have to suffice.....

Storms of Judgement - Clash at Morbus

The Nurgling's squeal of anguish was brutally cut short as Nestor crushed the noisome creature beneath his heel. "Odious, filthy vermin" he thought as he put a bolter round through another of the tedious pests. "I shall cleanse this world of these vile parasites once Morbus is free from the Death Guard." He vowed.
For several Months the Pandora Cluster had been ravaged by Warp Storms. Travel between worlds had been impossible and Nestor had found himself stranded on the pleasure world of Mammon. Not a terrible place to be stranded, but the Slaanesh Lord had soon grown restless. He yearned for the thrill of combat once again and even Nestor realised that his blood lust could be a dangerous master if left unchecked. When the Storms had eventually cleared the Castigators made for the nearest warzone to slake his thirst with the blood of his enemies.....Morbus.

The Southern Invitational Approaches

Things have been very quiet on the gaming front lately. Summer has always been a bit slow, I mean who wants to be stuck inside when it's as sticky as Sticky the stick insect stuck on a sticky bun? But summer is behind us now and here in the UK we're officially into Autumn. With the changing of the seasons comes a change of pace on the gaming front, starting with the Southern Invitational.

The Silken Scorpion - WIP....decisions, decisions.

Greetings sinners! It's been a while since I posted, but as you can see I've been beavering away on my latest acquisition, a Brass Silken Scorpion. I suppose I should have taken a photo of this with a Chaos Marine stood alongside it to show the scale because this thing is bloody huge.

The Hobby Butterfly Syndrome strikes again!

Once again the dreaded HBS has gripped me with its alluring and seductive charms. As I write this, I'm surrounded by 20 Slaanesh Furies, a Soul Grinder, the Masque, a Slaanesh Herald, 10 Daemonettes, a Brass Scorpion and 3 Kataphron Battle Servitors waiting impatiently to be turned into Rapier Weapons Carriers.

The Knight is Coming

Pre-orders go up for the new Chaos Knight a week from today.
"These vile engines of destruction will have had many gifts bestowed upon them in return for their devotion to the dark gods. Some Chaos Knights may be refitted with powerful and tainted weaponry, augmenting their already fearsome strength in close combat with foe-reaper chainswords, barbarous corruptions of reaper chainswords adapted to gouge and eviscerate all who get within their reach. Whilst those who have given themselves over fully to one of the Chaos gods receive malevolent powers, granting them unnatural and terrifying abilities that few can match and defend against."