The Shrikes are finished and I finally have a 'winged host'. Well, actually, I don't have any sky slasher swarms and come to think of it they aren't troops anyway, so it would be impossible to field a fully winged, battle forged, Tyranid army. The fast attack slots would be a bit crowded too.
|Good morning, Angels|
They took a bloody age to paint and I got a bit carried away with the bases, but I'm pleased with the results. I'd forgotten what a pain in the arse it is to paint wings. God forbid I ever want six or nine of these things. The cost in Vargheist parts alone would render me bankrupt.
|I think this one is Farah Fawcett|
|Her chin spike has a straw in it, allowing her to feed.|
The finished models are quite large (these are on 50mm bases). They tower over normal warriors; about twice as tall. Of course, whilst this might be aesthetically pleasing, it basically means they die more easily in games. You must suffer for your art.
|Raziel, you are worthy...|