A crawling shape intrude!
A blood-red thing that writhes from out
The scenic solitude!
It writhes! -it writhes! -with mortal pangs
The mimes become its food,
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs
In human gore imbued.
- The Conqueror Worm by Edgar Allen Poe
Hot off the painting table is probably the most sinister miniature I've made to date I think. I'm not decided whether Wyrm is a fully fledged daemon, mutant or chaos spawn. He is, however, rather disturbing!
I attempted a rather old-school John Blanche style paint job on Wyrm - it seemed fitting given that the figure was inspired by some of John's classic conversions. This is probably most evident with the dappled markings on Wyrm's spine crest. I probably used less orange and red than John would have used though!
As a reminder of the conversion - it was a really very simple figure to make - the head was sawn from a 1980s chaos thug, pinned to a Bloodletter torso and then blended with some greenstuff.
Wyrm is destined to be part of the slowly-growing Chaos Cult I'm building. I think he fits in nicely with his buddies!
|Inquisitor Dirske chants fortefying catechisms in an attempt to ward off the chaos wyrm!|