A plague worshiper of a particularly noxious breed; This decaying champions leathery skin now weeps a painfully acidic substance. Any attempts to cover his tattered modesty are for naught. But why would such a beautiful example of the good fathers work need covering anyway?
Blight-born man rat, bitter and pale. Denied his mother’s milk, he gathered his sustenance from the warm flesh of his brood. He found his true family in the guise of a rotten father.
The blind seer. His eyes fed the maggots, now the maggots feed the sight. He will guide his brothers to the ends of the earth to spread the joys of their ascension.
Never a true follower of the lord of filth, this twisted mutant seeks a way to ease the pain of it’s existence. Still, he makes a good addition to the family.
So there you have it! The nurgle warband I started ages ago is finally finished. Or at least, the characters are. As time goes on I’ll add some zombies and little Nurgly what-nots to spice it up a bit.
Thanks for the push to properly finish these off, I’m enjoying them a lot more now!