Plague jokes...they're infectious! Welcome back to The Art of Caesura Today, we're picking up immediately where we left off last week ...well, almost immediately, first I just want to say a big Happy Birthday to my eldest daughter, Saoirse, who turned 7 yesterday. This totally doesn't feel like an appropriate post to be affiliated with her birthday so we'll keep her birthday in the physical world and leave these little horrors in the virtual one. As always, to hear me blether on about how I painted these guys, you can check out last week's post . Unfortunately the dude above didn't get a nice base to walk on - it got lost somewhere in the printing process, but I shall print him another one at some point. All the other guys did get bases, however, between last week's post and today. But we'll go into the bases in more detail next week. If possible, I think these guys look even more gruesome leering out of the dark in these photos than they did last we...
The boons of the Black Grail lead slowly but surely down the path of utter corruption. Only very few of the chosen can withstand the blessings of the Lord of the Flies. Most are turned into Grail Thralls, and join the endless legions of empty, hollowed-out and diseased husks who must obey the whims of the Black Grail nobles for all eternity, while suffering the torment of their countless supernatural infections. - Trench Crusade Wiki Hello one and all and welcome back to The Art of Caesura! Before I start, I want to say Happy Birthday to my mum today, but I'm afraid you're going to hate this post... Last week I regaled you with photos from our summer holiday. I end the post telling you about the foetid mess that was our fridge/freezer when we got back (it had lost power for several weeks). Well, that proved to be a nice segue into today's post... Almost 2 years ago , I first started getting hyped for Trench Crusade on this blog. I t...