The Stench of Sin

When the Age of Chaos was ended by the storm-clad angels from Azyr, inhabitants of scattered hamlets and isolated hold-outs wept with relief and long suppressed joy. Their prayers had been answered and their souls and bodies saved from the Primordial Annihilator. When the emissaries of the barbaric God-King of Azyr appeared at their gates they were met with open arms, gifts and praise. It was only when the crucifixions and wytch-burnings began that – too late – they realised their mistake.

Managed to sneak some older miniatures into my latest DAoS warband – the long awaited good guys finally appear, bearing cleansing fire and brutal flails. The Wytch-Hunter is unforgiving in his persecution of the tainted and weaksouled amongst the scattered remnants of humanity. He is accompanied by one of Sigmar’s flesh-forged angels, barely human and eager to dispense the judgement of his God-King and two pathetic Acolytes who bear the tools of their bloody trade. The preservation of Sigmar’s realm demands blood sacrifices and the poor souls of the Mortal Realms are wise to tremble before the unrelenting gaze of the Sinseeker General.

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