Converted & painted a flagellant for the EoS Community Painting project. Not too bad for a mornings work
He came from lands unknown, clad in both the silken fineries of a prince and the broken furs and nakedness of a barbarian. His skin was covered by tattoos and his flesh pierced by great iron spikes, from which hung holy texts in a language we could not read.
He would tell us not his name, only that he had received a message from his gods that he were to fight for us, in holy war.
His glare was to fierce that we dared no gainsay him, nor would we wish to lose the good soldiers it would undoubtedly take to detain him.
-Chronicles of Ronan the Culderian vol I (of XII)
Cool touch with the little fluff for him.