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Spirit Apparitions – 18,00 GBP

In the Dystopian Age, so-called Spirit Apparitions manifest many forms. There has been much speculation both in scientific journals as well as in the penny dreadfuls and newspapers as to the origins of these strange forces but few have seen them for more than a fleeting glimpse and even fewer have been able to study them to any reliable degree. The Warrior Nation believe them to be a projection of the Great Spirit, and often to them take the form of a primal animal spirit or a spectral warrior. To those who are touched by the Hex, these apparitions are simply residual energies of the Hex itself, an echo of the many lives that have bonded with the entity over the millennia. To the followers of The Order, these ghostly forms are the manifestation of the Allshard, made temporal and unpredictable with a lack of a host. Whatever the source of these apparitions, they always appear differently to each observer. To some, they are terrifying creatures or angelic beings composed entirely of light, to others they are little more than motes of energy. What is not up to individual perception, however, is the Spirit Apparition evident rage and ability to flense flesh from the bones of those that would stand against their inscrutable journey through our world.

The Spirit Apparitions kit builds two multi-part resin miniatures;

• 2x Spirit Apparition
• 2x Base

Legendary Lucretia and Tituba – 20,00 GBP

Bridgetown, Barbados was, until some years back, presided over by Governor James Walker, a deeply religious Scotsman who believed it was his duty to lead his God-fearing residents to a prosperous future. He had several children who enjoyed a strict and puritanical upbringing guided by an evangelical Minister known as Papa Trinity. Walker’s youngest daughter, Lucretia, rebelled strongly against this oppressive lifestyle in her late-teens and found intimate companionship form Tituba, a native Barbadian girl a couple of years her senior. Lucretia would revel in any activity she believed her father would object to and was soon dabbling in fortune-telling and other decidedly non-Puritan activities.

After a particularly intense „reading“ she began to exhibit strange symptoms; pinching, prickling and choking sensations. These symptoms persisted for days but none of the physicians in Bridgetown, nor the wider island, were able to diagnose the problem. Eventually, it was suggested that the girl’s malady must be the result of witchcraft. Governor Walker organised prayer meetings and days of fasting in an attempt to alleviate Lucretia’s symptoms while Papa Trinity fanned the flames of witchcraft suspicions from his pulpit. Tituba, fearing the worst for her lover, participated in the preparation of a witch cake; a mixture of rye and Lucretia’s urine that was cooked and fed to a dog, in the belief that the dog would then reveal the identity of the person who had bewitched Lucretia.

Governor Walker had just received the news that the sickness had rendered his daughter paralysed and was close to death when rumour of the Witch-cake and the relationship his daughter had with a native girl reached him. He had Tituba arrested and soon thereafter the several jealous local girls implicated Tituba herself as the witch who had cursed his daughter. Needing very little reason Papa Trinity attempted to have a confession beaten out of Tituba but the girl refused to confess and instead professed her love for Lucretia. This further enraged the Governor and Tituba spent the next year in jail, eventually succumbing to cholera.

During Tituba’s incarceration Lucretia’s health slowly began to improve. Her father put this down to his many months of praying at her bedside but in truth, his daughter’s clairvoyance had allowed her mind to be touched by Hex as she lay dying. The power of the Hex had ensured that she had been mostly healed, except for the paralysis that left her without the use of her legs. It was in her fitful sleep that dreams and visions came to her, much more vivid than any reading she had made. Lucretia saw a huge industrial complex with chimneys belching smoke into a cloudless, azure sky. She felt something calling her from the bowels of that place, something dark and powerful as if she were standing on the edge of a bottomless chasm staring into infinity. In gratitude for her restoration, she knew she would have to find this place.

As soon as she was able to send a messenger to the jail, Lucretia paid the seven pounds for the ailing Tituba’s release. Lucretia had her dying lover brought to the Governor’s Mansion but instead of a last few days spent together, the couple were immediately seized by the militia at her father’s command. The Governor had Tituba whipped in front of his daughter, in the hope that this would put an end to the nonsense once and for all. Imagine his shock as the dying Tituba broke free and grabbed him by the throat, her arm bloated and cords of muscle standing out below her darkening skin. The sound of his gargled scream was accompanied by the echo of cracking bones gunshot loud in the small room. The Militia stood frozen in fear as Tituba mutated into a Hex Beast before their eyes and tore the throat from the Governor without a flicker of emotion on her bestial face. As the guards were similarly torn to pieces, Lucretia cowered in the corner, unable to run. She hid her eyes from her inevitable fate, yet the fatal blow did not fall. Instead, she felt the brush of a hand against her hair and looked up to see the deformed features of her lover with tears in her now inhuman eyes. Lucretia realised that through her own talents and the gift of the Hex she could communicate with Tituba and some fragment of her mind still remained in her colossal and mutated body. Rekindling their relationship once more, the pair fled into the night, Lucretia safely cradled in Tituba’s large arms. They boarded a ship bound for the Union and headed to the Arizona Territory. Lucretia was sure their future lay somewhere in that vast landscape, buried deep beneath a subterranean factory of steel and glass. With her ability to influence Tituba and others of her kind, Lucretia was confident she would find her answers…

The Legendary Lucretia and Tituba kit builds one multi-part resin miniature;

• 1x Legendary Lucretia and Tituba
• 1x Base

Lynch Mob Posse – 38,00 GBP

Judge Kingsley Stern is a senior Lawman serving in the territories. He is best described as a roving one-man courtroom, utterly convinced of his own righteousness. He believes that at the heart of each law-abiding man is an outlaw just waiting for his chance. In contrast to High Marshal Earp, Stern is more than eager to give his judgement on any subject and how it pertains to his rigid and unyielding interpretation of the law.

Judge Stern’s understanding of the law is so implacable that he has been known to hang his own deputies when he thought they might have overextended their own authority. In one instance, a sworn deputy stopped a bank robbery in progress by shooting dead the perpetrators. But the deputy was not in uniform and had not identified himself as an agent of the Law before acting, and so his story came to a short sharp drop from Stern’s gallows.

Stern began his career in Boston, a brilliant and much-respected attorney-at-law whose passion for ensuring justice was served brought him not only great respect from his fellow lawyers but also tremendous wealth. Focused on his career and with no intention of marriage or children, Stern demonstrated remarkable acts of philanthropy, providing for those who had none. While the people of Boston loved him, the criminal element rightly
feared him. Over the years, Stern became obsessed with the apparent arrogance of those who transgressed beyond the reach of the Law. The untamed nature of the Federated States frontier especially attracted his attention, drawing him to the territories as a moth to a flame. He learned swiftly that the soft and privileged life he had led back in Massachusetts had not remotely prepared him for life out in the Wild West. Just as he applied himself to the study of law, so too did he set aside his law books and apply his iron will to mastering the arts of martial combat. That early training has long since evolved into his signature ability to dole out forceful justice at the end of his masterfully balanced great hammer.

What could be seen as a ‚hang ‚em high‘ approach to the law has drawn criticism from other Lawmen who feel that Stern’s zeal blinds him to circumstance. Stern is not bothered by the opinion of his fellow Lawmen, but out of respect for their station, rarely deputizes among their ranks. Instead, he hires and deputizes people from many walks of life who are eager to prove their worth. Only one thing is certain in the territories: A man or woman intending to live out their days so far from civilisation takes their life and livelihood in their own hands. Kingsley Stern judges all equally.

The Lynch Mob Posse kit builds ten multi-part resin miniatures;

• 1x Kingsley Stern
• 9x Angry Mob Members
• 10x Base

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