Here we have a flutist, along with his omnipresent entourage, which is the seventh addition to my plaguebearer mob so far. This is good because Urnafortunus needs painted minions now that he’s a properly painted herald himself.
My troubadour’s right leg seemed appropriate for a case of Black Bloat, though it came out more like a variant Purple Bloat this time around. A good thing I started noting how I do things in my posts because otherwise there would be a tendency to ask myself a few months after doing something, “How on earth did I do that?” I’m sure some of you reading this know what I mean.
Nurglings are pretty acrobatic as a group, in addition to the whole irrepressibly happy thing. I dislike happiness in my daemons by and large for some reason. I guess I have more in common with Mortarion than the Great Grandfather regarding things Chaos, but the nurglings get a pass. If someone has to be happy in my fetid companies then I find it begrudgingly acceptable that it be these mites.
Finally and not too surprisingly, one of my omnipresent duo of Oppressors of the Dust Bunnies and Drinkers of the Paint Water …