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Trench Mole Tunnelers
Creator: Tomplicated Art
Description
Trench Mole Tunnelers
Optional variant of the "Ecclesiastic Prisoner" By Trench Crusade
(This model is just Fan art and not Official Trench Crusade)
Lore:
"Beneath the scarred and broken crust of the world, they toil in shadow, clawing at the unyielding earth. Each scrape of the dirt is a desperate act, a futile search for some semblance of purpose in their wretched existence. The darkness consumes their minds, driving them to madness as they burrow ever deeper into the bowels of despair. Many, gripped by lunacy, tear out their own eyes to escape the blinding purity of the sun, preferring the suffocating embrace of eternal night.
And yet, even in their madness, their zeal burns undiminished. These cursed souls, thralls to the lord, dig ever downward beneath the lines of the enemy. There, in the depths, they become instruments of devastation, their lives offered willingly to the cause. They carry the most ruinous and cacophonous of explosives, priming their own annihilation with fervent glee, for in that final, blinding moment of destruction, they believe they shall find absolution.
Through fire, through death, and through the embrace of obliteration, they hope to ascend into the presence of their lord, their sins repaid in full by the coin of their own obliterated flesh.
3D printing settings
If there are any issues with printing, please get in touch with me via message on Cults or email: [email protected]
I will resolve any issues the model has.
Optional variant of the "Ecclesiastic Prisoner" By Trench Crusade
(This model is just Fan art and not Official Trench Crusade)
Lore:
"Beneath the scarred and broken crust of the world, they toil in shadow, clawing at the unyielding earth. Each scrape of the dirt is a desperate act, a futile search for some semblance of purpose in their wretched existence. The darkness consumes their minds, driving them to madness as they burrow ever deeper into the bowels of despair. Many, gripped by lunacy, tear out their own eyes to escape the blinding purity of the sun, preferring the suffocating embrace of eternal night.
And yet, even in their madness, their zeal burns undiminished. These cursed souls, thralls to the lord, dig ever downward beneath the lines of the enemy. There, in the depths, they become instruments of devastation, their lives offered willingly to the cause. They carry the most ruinous and cacophonous of explosives, priming their own annihilation with fervent glee, for in that final, blinding moment of destruction, they believe they shall find absolution.
Through fire, through death, and through the embrace of obliteration, they hope to ascend into the presence of their lord, their sins repaid in full by the coin of their own obliterated flesh.
3D printing settings
If there are any issues with printing, please get in touch with me via message on Cults or email: [email protected]
I will resolve any issues the model has.
