From the darkness of the Drakwald forests to the ruins of Mordheim, a group of zealots has decided to preach Sigmar's truth with fire and steel.
The Master Butcher and his retinue are starting to take shape. They still miss a few good Butcher Boys to be a full fledged gang, but they are already a force to be reconned with. Here you'll learn more about their backstory and my work on them.
Long before the minis are even assembled, here is the backstory for my "count as" Escher gang, the Faceless Mothers.
Necromunda is the "grimdarkest" of the grimdark 40K universe, the perfect setting to mix my obsession with the Middle Ages with my crazy hobbyist ideas.
Even by Goliath standards, The Expendables are a crazy wild bunch of cold blooded basterds...
First look at my Waaagh: "Da Western Klan".