Recently Browsing 0 members
- No registered users viewing this page.
The Frost Salamander from Nolzur's has a wonderful chunky head and heavy-jawed face, and that won me over. It also has six legs, so not your average Earthly amphibian. Good thing there's always room for planetary monsters! And it's a great canvas for patterns; salamanders are often brightly spotted or striped. Let's make him a denizen of the steaming swamps of Retro-Venus!
Bombshell makes some amazing sci-fi ladies and this is one such! I took some liberties with my interpretation as a Venerian Amazon--the sculpt indicates that Wanda here is wearing leggings or tight pants rather than the singlet I painted, but her headgear, belt, and boots fit very nicely with Hydra's Valkeeri sculpts.
Let's put the two together!
Why does a huge predator need vivid warning coloration? Well, on Retro-Venus, there's always another, bigger predator.
I *do* love putting bright colors on weird beasties. Hope you enjoy!
Retrofuture Mars is a cold world, a dry, harsh world--but not quite a dead world, yet. Survival is tough, and most of the remaining fauna is gaunt and quick.
The Martian Ravener has an ecological niche approaching that of our Earth coyote or tiger. Here, one stalks a pelgrane.
It must be stealthy, for the pelgrane is easily startled and can fly.
A pounce, and a clean kill! The ravener will first drain the corpse of precious liquids before consuming it, bones and all.
This meal will last it for Earth-months to come.
The Ravener is not a tool-user, but it is cunning, and has been known to mimic the calls of other species, and even Martian words, to lure prey closer.
Humans were surprised to find that such a predator in a resource-scarce world would need--and could afford--horns!
The Martians could have told them, but the Weinbaum expedition found out on their own.
Weinbaum's Cloaker! (the Martian name cannot be properly pronounced without the telepathic emphasis).
A flying apex predator that haunts sandstorms and windswept canyons.
Ingenious countershading means it appears like the dark, starry sky from below, and a cratered field from above.
Martian children, sporelings, and buds are taught from early age to watch for sourceless shadows.
Humans and their Space Ape pals are learning the same lesson!
The Ravener is a Hound of Tindalos, 50289 with the head removed and swapped out for a GW demon skull and Ork mandible from their Skullz box, glued onto a neck made out of sprue. That body is lean and athirst all right, perfect for Mars!
The ritual has done its work. From a distance, an eerie light shines through the trees.
The ground quakes under the tread of colossal hooves.
There is a rushing wind, the sound of snapping branches.
An indescribable tune, notes in a strange scale and meter, music from beyond the stars, builds to a skirling crescendo.
HE is come. The PIPER IN THE WOODS is here.
Burning with potassium flame, attended by HIS servants.
Behold! The Horned Lord approaches!
Deception and concealment among HIS sacraments! The Masked Messenger, the False-Faced!
The power of a God, called to earth! HIS votaries rejoice, even as they cower!
WHAT. HAVE. WE. BROUGHT. FORTH
(This is a Nolzur's Nightwalker, given a little bit mote pizazz than the all-black example. I knew immediately that with the bone-mask face and the horns, it was the perfect avatar for the cultists. GW contrasts and good setting sunlight on the translucent flames; a GW demon skull from their Skullz set manifested in the upraised hand.)
Featuring Dulkathar, Gromtar, Dark Creeper, a couple of Crooked Dice cultists, and Dark Young from RAFM and Reaper. (Reaper's 77516 is the big one in green).