Television is rather a frightening business. But I get all the relaxation I want from my collection of model soldiers.
Peter Cushing

Thursday, 6 April 2017

Ash Plains Drifter

He can turn himself into a stranger
Well they broke a lot of canes on his hide
he was born away in a cornfield
 When the moon was a cold chiseled dagger
Sharp enough to draw blood from a stone
A fever beats in his head like a drum inside
Some say they fear him
Others admire him
Because he steals his promise
One look in his eye
Everyone denies
Ever having met him
Ever having met him


The conceptual inspiration for this one was one of those fabulous Clint Eastwood movies that have haunted my imagination since childhood; in this case, the supernatural tinge of this little beauty:

Long ago, I built a set of Cold One Knights mixing and matching different versions of lizards and knights. I had one left over and so the idea took form.

The body was made from some Dark Eldar legs, genestealer cult body, mechanicus legs... he's a real Frankenstein style creation. The final touch was a ragged, torn cloak to help sell the drifter look. 

Painting was using the palette I've developed with the accent colours of red and blue. Lots of washes and glazes again. 

I am very proud of this; again, he's come out looking the way I wanted. He also fits in well with the other half of the Drift. As I mentioned in the last post, the project is evolving into two distinct strands. We have the semi-official remnants of Imperial culture and then the Ash Waste wanderers. I think these hang together very well indeed. 

And here's the whole set of characters so far: 


  1. Such an imaginative creation! You're really pumping stuff out too!

  2. Well that certainly works! Another brilliantly conceived creation.

  3. He is stunning. I wish I had half your imagination.