Actually, I suppose it would be more accurate to say it died. Because (to put things even more starkly), I starved it.
I think I'll poke the body a bit. See if I can't stir things back to life again.
I've been hobbying again, you see. Working on an off again -- increasingly, on again -- on another batch of greenstuffed grotesquerie. Another generation of Tzeentchian possession. Another round of Harrowing.
Specifically, over the past few months I've begun work on Harrowed articulations of Exalted Flamers, a Daemon Prince with wings, Burning Chariots, a Herald of Tzeentch, and a Herald of Tzeentch on a chariot. And biggest and stompiest of all, a Chaos Knight.
Oh, it's a cluttered mess on my desk at the moment. Tzeentch Itself might approve.
So, follow if you're intrigued. I promise I have a lot to share over the coming months.
