The STL Trenches
Welcome to the ultimate resource for Trench Crusade players and hobbyists. Our community-driven repository
features a vast selection of 3D printable STL files, perfect for kitbashing unique warbands or finding the
ideal proxy models for your grimdark tabletop skirmishes. Whether you command the pious forces of
New Antioch,
the heretical legions of Hell,
or the mysterious Iron Sultanate,
you'll find high-quality miniatures to bring your battles to life. Explore our curated collection of free
and premium files from top
creators, optimized for resin printing and standard 32mm scale wargaming.
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Pilgrims Of Decline Infantry Bundle
1x Communicant
2x Honoured Guard
2x Soldiers
1x Punt Gunner
2x Stigmatic Sisters
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King of the Wretched - Slaves of the Heresiarch Expansion Pack
Thus was born the King of the Wretched. Whenever a flock of slaves is gathered, the one carrying the lightest burden is "elevated" to kingship. He is relieved of his load, dressed in fine robes, fitted with a crowned mask, and entrusted with an old shotgun.
Many newcomers envy him, but none take long to understand their mistake. Every crime committed by his fellow servants becomes the King's punishment. If a slave steals food, the King is denied his rations. If another loses his master's spoils, the King receives the lash. Every act of defiance and every failure is laid upon his shoulders. Some kings answer with tyranny, ruling through terror to preserve themselves. Others embrace martyrdom, accepting every punishment in silence. Many are simply tormented by the very slaves they are meant to rule.
As if this were not cruel enough, the Lords of Greed introduced another piece to their grotesque game: the King's Bearer. Chosen entirely at random, the Bearer inherits the King's former burden of gold, relics, and plunder, and is granted absolute immunity among the slaves, along with an old shotgun. He may rob, beat, or even kill without consequence, so long as he never relinquishes the treasure he has been chosen to carry upon his back.
None of it serves any practical purpose. The slaves exist in perpetual anarchy, dying beneath impossible burdens, arbitrary punishments, and senseless violence. But such losses mean nothing to the Heresiarch, for there are always more prisoners to enslave and more sinners to replace the dead.
Great 32mm scale model for WWI dark fantasy skirmish games or grimdark fantasy in general.
Pack content:
2 Bodies
2 Heads
2 One Handed Shotgun
2 One Handed knifes
1 Two Handed Shotgun
Enforcer Deacon
Cleric Swordsman
A 28mm scale miniature compatible with table top games.
Recommended to have 32mm base.
Kitbash of models from various creators
Scottish Warpiper
A Scottish warrior marching into battle with his trusty bagpipes. Designed to fit on a 25mm base, this model was made with various bits via 3D kitbashing.
For hobby and personal use only.
Flock of communicants
Designed for use as communicants in trench pilgrim warband for trench crusade, models are scaled for 32mm wargaming ,stands about twice the height of a human and fits on a 40mm base.
Included: x3 communicants with either a helmeted or hooded variant, hand options for the common loadouts , additional options can be added at request.
“This project is an independent production and is not affiliated with or sponsored by Factory Fortress Inc or Trench Crusade.”
Alternative "Cherub" Shrine Anchorite
Lamia, The Barren Mother, The Dark Sun, Sorcerer of Predation
This much is just.
This is right.
The Tyrant God preaches that the meek shall inherit the earth, but look upon creation & everywhere the meek's necks are to the block.
This is only natural.
So is it too much to ask that I too prey upon my fill?"
- Lamia
A precocious child prodigy of evil found their calling in goetic knowledge, & warped it to their tastes. Now an age has passed & their once frail body has warped too, & not to their disappointment.
Their favourite morsels are those that themselves prey upon the weak & naive, & to them it projects such an image. Drawn in they cannot see the monstrous form behind the pretty face, cannot perceive the never ending cycle of doomed birth & dissolution into caustic biological waste that trails behind them, & will not know of the red hot pincers & tongs that will rip their flesh from their bones to better fuel it's goetic magics until they are within its powerful grasp.
& for those that do not meet its tastes it lazily erases from existence with those same goetic magics born of temptation & predation.
With the dark sun ever-consuming the worlds it once nurtured between their horns, & excreting them once more as relativistic jets, it slinks forth from the hellmouth with a purr to anounce its arrival; even as the lambs & lions it births desperately seek a mother's milk that will never come.
Let all of creation feed its lusts!