Enginseer Malum

Necromunda 

Welcome back, Captain Titus

British Grenadier-inspired Imperial Guard Regiment

Ok! Now this is something to sink your teeth into!

Oh... They're doing that early boxset thing again; like they did with Sisters of Battle, which sold out within seconds...

Early Codex Orks, only available in the box... Which will evaporate within seconds of being exposed to online transactions.

Hmmmm... Annoying, but not the end of the world.

Beast Snaggas do look very cool!

I called it! Zodgrot Wortsnagga getting a comeback. Not one for special characters personally but I'm digging that hair-squig.

Beast Snagga Nob aye... Interesting. A bit lieutenant-ish. Kinda like how the Deffkilla Wartrike is a sub-leader for Speed Freeks.

Now THIS! Is what I want to see. Warboss in Mega Armour is back! What's interesting about this model is the Grot on 'is back manning the gun...

<ah...Achoo-stolethatfromWarmaHordes-ooo!!>

Sorry, I get hay fever.

Hopefully they'll do it right and give the Mega Armoured Warboss a BS of 3+ on account of having a more accurate Gretchin behind the trigger.

SIDE NOTE: Something the Battlewagon needs on one of it's Big Shoota turrets, since that is also being fired by a Gretchin.

With all this new stuff, I'm not sure what the future will hold for my Orks... I'll have to sit down with the Codex for a week or two to decide.

Since people seem to apreciate it:

Another extract from the unofficial graphic novel version Tim Ide started in 1997 of the classic “Space Marine” novel by Ian Watson.

Legio Skitarii et Cybernetica Cambria by Martechi

Deathwatch vs Dark Eldar

Ruby Mariners by Martechi

The power-humming glaives of the Stormvermin drumming on the ground in rhythm, a muscle memory of their glory long-taken as the Chaptermaster lumbered through their procession with the chaos of war whirling around them like a tempest of fire and metal. His horns great and imposing, even when capped down to properly fit with his masterfully crafted pattern of Terminator armour. His Hellsword, inert, but growled in daemonic hunger with its sleep. 

Its spirit spoke to him in his sleep. Blood. Skulls. It needed blood and skulls. Its rage was burning in his skull, it was his partner of fate and desire. The Chaptermaster demanded the wine of his enemies’ veins and their skulls to decorate his throne. Their souls to be the next harvest of warpstone. Their bodies to be his feast. The Hunger was unimaginable yet rage kept its sustenance. 

“Blood and Bones.” His voice seethed with baring teeth as he looked to a warlord of the Red Corsairs that have foolishly chosen this world to reap the Chaptermaster’s bounty. He can not allow it. He will not allow it. This world is tribute to only One and He is here to claim it.