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Poor boneless, skinless, drenched Clarissa....

 

This is a conversion of Aysa (14183). I sculpted the anchor and base, and the rope is two strands of 24ga wire twisted up with my pin vise. I'd say I spent a total of 12 hours on the project, including concept, cutting, sculpting, and painting.

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That is the coolest conversion I have ever seen! I love this piece! My only suggestions would be to put more of a sandy sea floor (I like the idea of a water familiar down there) and to do something with her eyes... maybe paint them in, then do a thin white glaze to it to make them look milky.

This is a great idea! I love it and may try to do something like it.

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I debated back and forth for a while about whether to make the base look like the bottom of the sea or a ship-deck. In the end I went with the ship-deck so that she'd match the rest of the army as it's planned.

 

The anchor does indeed use the striker wheel from a lighter, and the side-spikes are from toothpicks. The anchor is otherwise all sculpted from armature and greenstuff.

 

The look that 'rigger mentioned is exactly the effect I was going for, so I guess it worked, huh.

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From the Razig's Revenge writeup, downloadable off www.reapergames.com:

 

Poor little drenched, skinless, boneless, hopeless Clarissa – Razig was less than merciful with her when he discovered that the only woman he ever loved had betrayed him in so many different ways. Her wails of sorrow, pain, and regret sing Razig to sleep at night’s end and call him to rise in the evening’s freshness. The greater her pain and suffering, the sweeter the warmth in the Captain’s chest becomes. Her torment is one of the only things that will bring a smile (or it would if he had lips) to Razig’s face. His special favorite is the sight of Clarissa and LeBone secretly trying to embrace when they think he cannot see them. One is flesh... or rather bones... and the other only spirit, and neither of them will again enjoy each other’s touch. They say Clarissa’s barnacle -encrusted bones bump along at the bottom of the Dark Maiden’s hull leaving only her disembodied spirit free to roam. Whenever Razig goes hunting, it is one of the only times Clarissa can vent her fury. For reasons she cannot understand, her vast powers do not work against the crew or ship… thus woe to the living that cross paths with this angry ghost. The living have no such protection from her wrath.

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