The right pauldron is bare in anticipation of the new transfer sheet having destroyer symbols, but the sergeant is good to go.
I've another five to do, but will probably do something else after completing the next batch of Russians...
Although by definition 'short', this piece serves to fill in some of the gaps between Mortarion's appearances in Scars and Vengeful Spirit, as well as providing some more tantalising glimpses of the Emperor's long term plan for mankind - or perhaps his manipulation of his primarchs for the greater good. Wheels within wheels.THE STORY
Chagrined by his defeat at the hands of Jaghatai Khan, Mortarion abandons the pursuit of the White Scars and instead leads the Death Guard in a spiteful, punitive rampage across the systems of the Prosperine empire. World after world has fallen to this horrific onslaught, and yet the insular and secretive primarch seems preoccupied by some other, unspoken goal. Finally, on Terathalion, the truth of Mortarion’s sinister heritage will be exposed, and the future of the XIV Legion will be written...READ IT BECAUSE
The Death Guard have already embraced treachery, but this story follows their Primarch as he continues upon the road that will eventually doom his Legion to a plague-wracked damnation.
'Velites!' Fautus cried out so as to be heard above the thunderous battle. At the summit of the stairs, the hair fled from his face in streaks of white as the wind tugged at it, and his eyes flashed sapphire-blue in the reflected flare of the distant lightening. It was easy to follow men like Faustus, and Faustus knew the importance of never being afraid to demonstrate that. He raised his drawn gladius. Come the assault, he would sheath it again, but for now it served solid purpose in cementing his image and invigorating his men. 'We blood them now!'