It is a malign, ethereal creature. It wreaths itself in a thick cloud of mist, that escorts it wherever it goes, clinging to it’s form as an overcoat might clothe one on an overcast, dark evening. Forever it’s body is veiled by this mist, for none have ever truly seen it’s whole form. Glimpses of a long, sinuous body are perchance glanced when one has the presence of mind to tear their eyes away from it’s bewitching face, and what a face it is.
Not human is it’s face, not even in the slightest. It’s eyes, all four of them, glint darkly with a demeanor most telling of the creature’s intentions, none of which are kind or even relatively caring. The structure of the creature’s face is best described as someone’s nightmarishly twisted idea of a horse’s, elongated, but also skeletal, as though it had not eaten in years.
But truly it’s teeth were perhaps the most incomprehensible part of it’s visage. Whether they were some form of metal, a bizarre contraption from whatever realm this creature emerges from, or simply “natural” teeth shined to a gleaming brightness is unknowable, but the dextrous, darting tongue that wraps it’s way around and in between these teeth, flitting about nearly with a mind of it’s own often draws the intentions of it’s audience far more than whatever other instruments occupy it’s mouth.
All these horrific features often occupy the eyes but they are all for naught when compared to the voice of this thing. One would expect a corpulent, rasping or otherwise horrific voice to emerge from the mouth of this malicious monster, but nothing could be further from the truth. Though no specific voice is ever able to be recounted, every person who has heard the voice of this creature sincerely wishes to hear it just once more, and would do near anything to hear it’s honeyed tones praise them for their efforts. Therein lies this creature’s true power, as a siren to guide it’s hosts and chosen ones to do as it wishes.
Whether it uses it’s power to bring about any specific goals or uses it simply for it’s own amusement is unknown, but sometimes there are those that are found on the precipice of death with a dim-witted smile upon their faces, and once they have recovered from that ordeal are found staring off into space, wistfully wishing to hear the creature’s voice once more.
How about them End Times books, eh?
A finished chibi commission for redstarart!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!
(Source: tjcoolio)
Quick Blight Drone doodle before I go to get some groceries.
I’ll probably eventually make a model of this.
Some art for a Warhammer campaign a friend and I are going to do some time in the future.
I really have no clue how to do textures so I kinda just took some from textures sites and stuff. I really have no clue how to do them and I feel like my art suffers for it.
At any rate, I’ll most likely be doing more campaign pics like this, so look forwards to them if you like this sort of stuff.
[video]
A big ol’ robot torso. Hopefully I can do more End of Days art as time goes on, I enjoy drawing stuff for it. But for now I’m going to try doing an animatic. After I take a little nap.
I tried to go to sleep but I awoke with a start when I saw this thing at the bottom of the stairs that lead to the top floor. It was one of those dreams that was way too close to life, and I just jolted awake after I saw this thing notice me, and it walked into the wall, never breaking eye contact with me. I was and still kind of am seriously spooked, so I don’t think I’m sleeping. I suppose I should get to work some work done now that I’m not going to sleep.
I saw a pic with Horus wearing this hat a while ago but I never saved it. I decided to remake it with Gimp, and, uh, here it is.
A Weird Boy I did for Gabe, y'know, the one Yahtzee does his Let’s Drown Outs with?
Also I think this is the first time I’ve drawn an Ork.