Kastoros Lydon – The Choirmaster – WiP Daemon Prince of Slaanesh


“Dearest Fabius taught me so much…”
The voice spoke from the silhouette of the throne that Altrian had been thrown down in view of. A bank of spotlights had been mounted on the wall behind the throne. The light from them was blinding. Without his helm even his post-human eyes teared up trying to look upon the figure reclined there. Cheap theatrics Altrian thought to himself with a sneer but had expected no different. “This, my magnum opus, is as much his creation as it is mine,” the voice continued gesturing to the machinery that idled behind Altrian with a maddening, teeth-itching hum. Voices Altrian half-corrected himself, well, singular voice but multiple speakers. 

“I was but a child taking my first timid steps when he took me under his wing. Fabius is a godless man though. He thinks that makes him stronger than the rest of us. But his godlessness is just to hide his fear. Fear that he treads a path not his own… Sweet Slaanesh loves him and watches over him even though he spurns, the youngest god’s love. It was sweet Slaanesh that saved me, elevated me, remade me in an image more pleasing to him.”

“When he was my master, before he was yours, Fabius took my voice from me for some petty transgression…

It was the cruellest and yet most delectable thing. In my enforced silence I heard it. The siren song of Slaanesh. The birth cry of a god layered in the lament of the dying of the race that birthed him. It was so beautiful and with every ounce of my being I longed to add my voice to that song. Not the tinny artificial thing from the vox-aug I was fitted with or even the voice I had use before then but my true voice. I knew it was buried. Inside of me. I needed to bring it to the fore.

“Pain was the answer as it so often is. I built this device for me. Its tender attentions ministrations took me to the brink. The thread that separates life and death. In that place I found my voice. I surrendered myself to the death I knew would meet me and I screamed, my very soul shrieked out in blissful agony. That soul-cry joined with the Song of Slaanesh. It was a fleeting note. My weak, pitiful, physical form was torn apart by the intensity of its tone. But my one note in that glorious song and the price I paid to sing it, caught the attention of my sweet god and in his delightful excruciations I was remade. Slaanesh brought me into his choir but I knew that my place now was to help others find their voice.”

Almost lost in the thrumming of the pain engine behind him Altrian heard the rustle of robes and a number of cybernetic limbs.

“Honoured Adept Domitian here, made a weapon of the process,” the voices explained as the robotic hands of two Thallax hauled Altrian to his feet. The figure on the throne rose to his feet. Taller than a regular astartes and thinner, more graceful of limb. The full horror of its visage became clear as it spread its leathery pinions blocking the harsh spotlights and allowing Altrian’s eyes to adjust. He at last made out the true horror that was his captor –Kastoros Lydon; Kastoros The Resplendent; Kastoros The Choirmaster; The Silent Song and a hundred other names besides. The daemon’s ornate armour was a headache inducing riot of pink, warped into something more fitting to his form even if less practical now. Practicality was rarely a concern for the servants of Slaanesh let alone for those no longer confined to the harsh truths of mortality.  His face and helm had long since blurred. Now his visage was of a cruel, living ceramite behind a static-spitting voxgrille, almost lost in a mane of tubes and cables. When he spoke the words came from the psychically slaved heads skewered on trophy racks atop the creature’s throne. 

“I had so hoped Fabius, would be with you. I wanted to give him my thanks and repay him in kind. I shall take some comfort, for now, in adding your voice to the song in his stead”

Still got a long way to go on this mini but I’m working on a new Daemon Prince. So far there’s an assortment of bits from: Fulgrim, Chaos Terminator Lord, Helbrute, Dark Eldar Scourges, Possessed, Khorne Blood Reavers and an ever increasing amount of green stuff. Got quite a clear vision for both the mini and his background though so that should see me through the hard work. Looking forward to getting him to a point where I can start painting!

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Noxious Blightbringer, Done!

Lately, I’ve been finding myself becoming more frustrated because I’ve not spent as much time painting as I could. After making a start on a batch of ten Plague Marines and a Noxious Blightbringer in early October, I found I was slowly running out of steam. And so, rather than grinding to a hault altogether, I decided to single out the Blightbringer just so that I could put a line through another model in my collection and hopefully spur myself on to get the Plague Marines finished.

Thankfully, I’m feeling much better now that I have another painted model to put on the table. And you know what? I think the Plague Marines won’t be too far behind…

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Bonecruncha’s Noxious Blightbringer

Until next time,

Peace J.

Bonecruncha’s Pariah Conflux and Nurgle Lord of Plagues

 

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November? Was that really the last time I posted? I’m genuinely shocked how quickly time has flown by this year.

On a more positive note, however, 2017 hasn’t been all completely “hobbyless” for old Boncruncha… Not at all. In fact, things started out relatively productive on the painting front – at least by my poultry standards – and I managed to put the finishing touches to several units which were clogging up my workspace.

If I’m being totally honest with myself, I would have liked to have had more to show by now, but with moving house recently my mojo for painting pretty much upped and left. It doesn’t take much, as you should all know!

Now that I’m moved in, happy, and settled into my new pad, I thought it was about time I applied myself towards tackling the mountain of models on my desk that are so desperately in need of some colour, as well as updating Slow And Purposeful more frequently.

To make life easier for myself, I’ve downloaded the WordPress app to my mobile phone, which in theory should make blogging far simpler, and I won’t have to use my old, donkey of a laptop to update my progress. Trust me, you wouldn’t believe how painful using that laptop was at times!

Before I go, I’ll leave you with some images of my most recent projects – a Pariah Conflux of cursed Flayed Ones and Wraiths, which I used to great effect in a kill teams tournament earlier this year, and, of course, a Plague Lord for Warhammer Quest (which, sadly, I’ve yet to use in a game).

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Wraiths
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Bonecruncha’s Pariah Conflux
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Nurgle Plague Lord

As always, let me know what you think in the comments section below, and thanks for reading,

John.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The New Batch

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Having applied the final touches to my Plague Marines over a month ago, this one’s well overdue. I won’t bore readers with a bunch of irrelevant excuses, although I beleive a more stringent process for updating Slow And Purposeful is certainly in order. If anyone out there cares, why not leave a comment below and let us know what you’d like to see more of in our updates. As much I enjoy blogging, I’m still relatively new to this game and bringing you all enjoyable content is what I strive to do – and our followers’ collective input would be extremely helpful to us!

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Plague Marines

Since my last update, I’ve  made some decent headway with the unit of Nurgle Spawn, which are gradually getting closer to completion. Here’s one I snapped last week against a beautiful Play-Doh backdrop:

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A converted, grizzly-looking Nurgle Spawn.

Until next time,

Peace J.

A Glorious Host – Maiden of Slaanesh

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Made a start on painting the Daemons to go alongside the mortal denizens of the Space Hulk The Orchestra of Sin.

The photos highlighted a stray spot of pink that I’ve since fixed. Also got a family portrait of the 3 painted minis so far:

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Just need to decide what to paint next!

WIP: Nurgle Spawn

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Instead of painting Plague Marines yesterday, I thought I’d take a break and start work on some Nurgle Spawn conversions I’ve had in the pipeline for a while. Being that I’m not a massive fan of the actual spawn models themselves, I decided to opt for some Forge World Plague Ogryns to act as my nigh-unstoppable toughness 6 unit, which I reckon are a pretty sound alternative.

As there isn’t much scope to mix and match the parts that come with these models, I built the first three the way the sculptor intended, but, after acquiring two more from eBay, I thought adding some additional parts and green-stuff would be a great way to add some suitably-horrific variations.

With a bit of luck, I’m confident I can have these guys on the painting table as soon as next week. In the meantime, I should have the first five of my 14 Plague Marines completed to go towards the 1000 points worth of models I would like finished before Christmas.

More to follow soon…

John.

An Orchestra of Sin -Lord Vardas Soulchewer

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Seems to have taken a while to get this guy finished. He initially started life as a Crimson Slaughter ‘Prophet of the Voices’ with a Mark of Slaanesh but in the couple of battles he’s fought so far he’s been a Black Legion Lord with the Spineshiver Blade or a counts-as Lucius The Eternal. Lord Vardas Soulchewer. Although I’m hoping he’ll earn the epithet Wulfenchewer against our regular Space Wolves opponent…

The mini is a Forge World Gal Vorbak marine with the head from the  Slaves to Darkness Chaos Chariot kit and the claw-spear from a Hosts of Slaanesh Hellstrider.

I might need to add something extra to his base just to finish him off though.