I’ve just received word that the transport carrying the subject we captured has crashed, and he escaped.” “you seem troubled my lord?” Acolyte Murthus asked his inquisitor as they walked the gangplank towards the lab. I've since added a lot of panels on it, but this gives the basic idea. I've got pics of the kannon, the mega bomber, and some fluff explaining what the Imperium wants: Now Trowa is a character who will be appearing as a meka dread in the dread mob army that after crunching the numbers will be replacing the biker list. Me boyz da eight thundas brigade is dere I fink. Da umies control everyfing between here and Mt. Trowa, yes I like the sound of that name.” “you’re right, he’s not using it anymore. “Acolyte Trowa? I wonder if he appreciated how truly blessed he was to have something as simple as a name?”
The yoof paused while examining one of the pilot’s uniform. Kong took a moment to adjust his bashed head, but the yoof was already outside riffling through the remains of the pilots who had died in the crash. Then the crash that threw the two orks around like ragdolls and forced one of the locked doors to the Valkyrie open. Warning klaxons blared in the cabin as they were forced against the wall as if the world had turned on its side. Then rip out these wires.” He grabbed a bundle of wires and tore them out. “I overheard our guards in the cabin discussing our fate, but what they don’t know is that if I take this panel” he grabbed a hold of the panel in front of him and ripped it off. “we’re in a Valkyrie, on our way to meet someone called “the Inquistor” where I will be vivisected and you will be interrogated so that he will know where to find others like me.” the yoof paused for a moment, realizing he wasn’t supposed to know this. “so you’z just out of yer spore pod? So do you’z know where we is?” “who me? I have no name, no past, no knowledge of who I am. Another ork, a yoof without a shirt was and a familiar birthmark on his chest was leaning against the far end of the room. When he woke up he was in the belly of some mechanical beast. He collapsed onto the ground with two tranquilizer darts in the small of his back. Whatever was making him sleepy was getting worse and he could barely stand. He started feeling sleepy as he spun around to search for what had poked him, but all he saw was the glare of a rifle scope off in the distance. As he cupped his hand and took a sip of the cool water he felt something poke him in his back, then another poke. He had stopped by a fountain in the center of the city to take a drink. Komander Kong had made his way to the former seat of the warboss Nobzunaga on route to Mt. anyways we haven't actually heard anything from Kommander Kong since he fell out of the bomber, so here's an update: The defiler nose fit like a charm, almost like it was designed to, I just can't quite get a good picture of it with the light Ive got, need to wait for the sun to rise before I can use the window as my light source.
Pathfinder gallant inspiration free#
so if you see me over there feel free to say hi.
also I've started simulcasting on Warseer as well. I'll see if I can loot the defiler I made months ago and never got around to painting, because that is a cool idea! also I've also started working on a mega bomber, but the glue on the skeleton still needs to dry. Like from the defiler? I'll see what I can do, but I've already mounted a basilisk cannon on the front.
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