Fear me mortals, for I am the Anointed, the favoured Son of Chaos, the Scourge of the World. The armies of the gods rally behind me, and it is by my will and by my sword that your weakling nations shall fall.

Sunday, 2 August 2015

Off with their heads!

Down the Ashen Stairway,
'Cross the Sour Glen.
 We daren't go a wander,
For fear of the Headsman.

Ancient Norscan Rhyme


  1. Superb model, luv the verse! Adds so much to the character

  2. This blog was a nice discovery. Lots of really good work by all of you.