Saturday, January 26, 2019

A Face Only a Patriarch Can Love

A year ago I hinted at a pair of crocs who had wandered onto the Moab Wastes. They came from Krakon Games' Scum and Smugglers Kickstarter, where the first of the two centauroids was known as "Tank." They were cast in a light and rather flexible resin which you can see below.



Fitting something like this together is always a bit of a challenge. Green stuff was required, but nothing out of the ordinary. If you're familiar with large multi-part spincast models you'll do well with this one. The plastic isn't brittle, which is a nice change. It cleans and pins easily and takes paint well. And it's light. Hard to argue with that.


Below you can see him next to some classic RT era miniatures for scale.


And here's a few different views to give you all angles. This really is a lovely miniature, quite worthy of a looksie from all sides.





Below you can see how he scales with a classic GW zoat and another hexapodal demi-lizzard in current production.




Truly a lovely model. I'm glad to have found him. My deepest gratitude to Ross over at Whitehorn Games for his fine work and his top-shelf sci-fi dreamstuff.

Sincerely,
The Composer

8 comments:

  1. These are some serious bad boys!

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    1. They really are. They're tough as nails and slipperier than Grease on Ice. And fast, too. Part alligator. Part horse. Part armadillo. All attitude.

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  2. That's pretty interesting. I like it!!

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    1. Thank you Suber. :) Apparently the sculptor of the primary subject is considering putting them back in his store. So maybe it'll be more generally available interesting soon. I hope.

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  3. Uh-oh. Whoever let the magus hire the zoats and didn't scoop the contract is going to be in a world of hurt soon.

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    1. I may possibly have played a game with those against some local militia types. Somehow I thought I was going to be fighting special forces super-soldiers with combat drugs and unobtanium armor. I may have cut that butter with a chainsaw. Yes. Hurt was dispensed. Took a while, as the 'gators with guns were few and the bugs with none were rather more plentiful, but the 'gators pushed the bugs forward and then things got . . . messy. Yes. A world of hurt sounds about right. Who knew that sandy beaches a thousand miles from the ocean could see such an influx of liquid red?

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