Nathan Caroland
09-12-2005, 02:04 PM
New Miniature from Moonlight Miniatures (a sponsor of the Wyrd Painting Contest). Interesting new miniature and one that I like - has a good bit of character. I'm not sure about what he has in his hand though, whether it is a fetish, bloody skull or a lantern. Ah - just read its a lantern of souls.
Anyhow, I like it and at $4.00USD, not a bad price!
http://moonlightmini.com/
http://moonlightmini.com/Kane1.jpg
The mysterious figure known only as KANE has been sighted on the Islands. His true origin has long been lost in a shroud of myth and conjecture. He exists now as though a phantom, except he is flesh and blood. He knows no fear. Death offers him no solace. It is naught but an empty promise, for even after the most grievous and mortal of wounds, he must rise again. Broken, bloody and beaten, he slinks away to mend his injuries, again and again. His prison is his own flesh; his sentence is eternity.
He carries a Lancaster Four Barrel Pistol and a myriad of amulets and trinkets collected over the course of 1,000 lifetimes. Among these trinkets is the Lantern of Souls. Thought to have been fashioned during the Great Upheaval by Sarakiel herself, it is said to have the power to draw the wayward spirits of the children of the Fallen and bind them in its boundless repository, ridding the world of their stain and corruption. It is rumored that he hunts these most vile of blasphemers and profaners to attempt to atone for some ancient horrible sin and receive redemption. Or perhaps he merely seeks one final death... his own.
Anyhow, I like it and at $4.00USD, not a bad price!
http://moonlightmini.com/
http://moonlightmini.com/Kane1.jpg
The mysterious figure known only as KANE has been sighted on the Islands. His true origin has long been lost in a shroud of myth and conjecture. He exists now as though a phantom, except he is flesh and blood. He knows no fear. Death offers him no solace. It is naught but an empty promise, for even after the most grievous and mortal of wounds, he must rise again. Broken, bloody and beaten, he slinks away to mend his injuries, again and again. His prison is his own flesh; his sentence is eternity.
He carries a Lancaster Four Barrel Pistol and a myriad of amulets and trinkets collected over the course of 1,000 lifetimes. Among these trinkets is the Lantern of Souls. Thought to have been fashioned during the Great Upheaval by Sarakiel herself, it is said to have the power to draw the wayward spirits of the children of the Fallen and bind them in its boundless repository, ridding the world of their stain and corruption. It is rumored that he hunts these most vile of blasphemers and profaners to attempt to atone for some ancient horrible sin and receive redemption. Or perhaps he merely seeks one final death... his own.