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Skinscribe Thaumaturge
Made for TC
Creator: WargamesCrew
Description
Skinscribe Thaumaturge 🕯️📜
In the blasted crypt-halls of the Heretic priesthood, where prayers are knives and flesh is ink, the Skinscribe Thaumaturge is both scripture and scribe.
Once holy men — confessors, martyrs, even saints-in-training — these wretches were stolen from sanctified altars and remade through rites of pain. Their bodies are flensed in ritual fire, nerves kept alive by alchemical torment, until all that remains is a screaming mind and a raw, exposed soul. Cloaked in rune-burned iron, bound by infernal contracts they signed with screams, they are let loose upon the battlefield to twist faith into agony.
The gaze of a Skinscribe Thaumaturge blackens flesh, and their touch is a promise of slow unraveling. They do not fight — they harvest. Victims are spirited away mid-battle through ink-rippling portals, never to return whole. What remains is often worn: a face peeled clean for use in illusion spells, or skin stretched into obscene pages where unholy scriptures write themselves in living blood.
Each Skinscribe is marked with seals from the 3rd Circle — the domain of Mammon, who barters in flesh and faith alike. These horrors are never deployed lightly. Only Heretic generals with wealth, ambition, and pacts carved deep in the infernal bureaucracy can call upon them.
One model – multipart kit.
This infernal caster comes with a range of customization options:
• 2 pairs of arms
• 4 pairs of shoulder pads
• 5 heads
• 5 different hands
Total height: 69 mm
Base size: 40 mm
In the blasted crypt-halls of the Heretic priesthood, where prayers are knives and flesh is ink, the Skinscribe Thaumaturge is both scripture and scribe.
Once holy men — confessors, martyrs, even saints-in-training — these wretches were stolen from sanctified altars and remade through rites of pain. Their bodies are flensed in ritual fire, nerves kept alive by alchemical torment, until all that remains is a screaming mind and a raw, exposed soul. Cloaked in rune-burned iron, bound by infernal contracts they signed with screams, they are let loose upon the battlefield to twist faith into agony.
The gaze of a Skinscribe Thaumaturge blackens flesh, and their touch is a promise of slow unraveling. They do not fight — they harvest. Victims are spirited away mid-battle through ink-rippling portals, never to return whole. What remains is often worn: a face peeled clean for use in illusion spells, or skin stretched into obscene pages where unholy scriptures write themselves in living blood.
Each Skinscribe is marked with seals from the 3rd Circle — the domain of Mammon, who barters in flesh and faith alike. These horrors are never deployed lightly. Only Heretic generals with wealth, ambition, and pacts carved deep in the infernal bureaucracy can call upon them.
One model – multipart kit.
This infernal caster comes with a range of customization options:
• 2 pairs of arms
• 4 pairs of shoulder pads
• 5 heads
• 5 different hands
Total height: 69 mm
Base size: 40 mm
