Gue'la Commandos are utilised for a wealth of combat roles throughout the Tau Empire. They are comprised of Gue'vesa that show themselves to be utterly devoted to The Greater Good while possessing exceptional combat abilities. They are most often utilised against the Imperium for a variety of subterfuge roles where the cultural barriers cannot alone be overcome by the stealth tactics of Tau Pathfinders.

These commandos will often pose as bounty hunters to infiltrate Imperial worlds, instigating assassinations or riots to pave the way for further Tau expansion

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In the employ of the Tau Empire for exorbitant fees this individual will go to extreme lengths to complete his mission. A duelist by nature, possessing two finely crafted pistols of Tau and Human design, and no stranger to a gunfight. The power knife stored upon his back ensures that he is always ready to gut the foe if they foolishly stray too close.

Having served under the Bounty Hunter for years he has proven to be an invaluable asset to ongoing operations. He likes to keep a Kroot blackpowder pistol handy for "close encounters" with terrifying xenos horrors or rampaging zealots.

Weight of numbers are often required. These outcasts are issued with the most basic of gear and are expected to die in service to the Empire. Survivors may enjoy further employ under the Bounty Hunter.

The acoylte arrived just in time to see the Inquisitors' head fragment, as a bullet passed through his skull,
recieving a round to his left knee for the priviledge. Hitting the ground hard his bolt pistol sprawled across
the rain slicked landing pad and he could taste the familiar tang of blood in his mouth. Struggling to rise, he
felt a great weight strike the back of his head and he slipped into unconsciousness.

They had been tracked for a week and a half, fighting running gun battles with this Bounty Hunter and his troupe of
rogues and mercenaries. The conflict finally had come to a head as he and the Inquistor made for their escape at
this abandoned space port. It would be their grave.

There had been 9 of them to set foot on this world, only 3 had made it to the port. One by one they had been
eliminated by the ruthless cadre of xenos employed scum. They had killed many of them, bandits or deserter
guardsmen hired simply to join the hunt. The Bounty Hunter had been less than phased by these casualties, pursuit
would break off and then recommence several hours or even days later with more of the wretched fodder. Veterans of
a myriad inquisotrial missions laid low by this Bounty Hunter and his ruthless attrition. They had fought him
directly only twice during the past week, he chose his moments to reveal himself and perform his deadly craft. An
exceptional duelist with his Xeno and Human pistols he had laid low two of their group during the initial
confrontation but not without enduring a wound of his own. His leg broken by the kick of a particularly savage
death cultist. She was laid low by one of his more veteran companions before she could end his life. The
blackpowder pistol had blown a hole clear through her chest. Her death scream echoing around the factorum as the
gunfight raged on.

The preceding days saw the end of the rest of their companions as they were wittled down to three while making
haste for the space port, and that is where it would end.

Slowly the acoylte regained consciousness, the rain still fell and the wind swept across the high rise of the
landing pad. The burning wreckage of what could only be assumed to be their escape shuttle streaked across the sky
as a distinctly avian dropship made its approach to the landing pad. The remainder of the Bounty Hunter's cadre
made their way aboard the access ramp as it descended. The acolyte made effort to rise, to get to his bolt pistol,
to kill these whoresons. His venom was supressed as he was forced back to the ground by a boot to his shoulder. He
looked at his oppressor, a visage normally associated with Imperial pride looked down with no descernable emotion.
The boot lifted from his shoulder and struck his face.

The engines of the dropship roared and its searchlights focused on the acolyte and his oppressor. The Bounty Hunter
approached. The light danced over his angular, rain drenched armour and the penetrating glow of his eye piece focused
on the acolyte. He must have been no more than 6 feet outwith his armour. As he passed the acolytes pistol he kicked
it across the pad, it slid inevitably towards the edge, before disappearing forever. His voice, a guttural growl that hinted
at some unseen injury, crackled out from his vox.

"You have done well to last this long Imperial... I expected you to be the first to die during the hunt."

The Acolyte remained silent, his eyes burning with rage.

"Surely you must know that the assination of this Planets politcal structure will not halt its joining with The Empire?
Your futile struggle against the Greater Good is pointless. This world has been long forgotten by the Imperium, The Tau
seek to better it. Humanity has so much to gain beyond the shackles of The Imperium..."

The Acolyte spat, "Emperor curse y..."

The shell passed through his forehead before he could finish.

He turned to the mecenary "Such blind devotion"

The mecenary shook his head, an expression of his contempt for the decesed. "Shall we take the bodies?"

"Let them rot." Growled the Bounty Hunter as he, and then the Mercenary, began to make their way across the landing pad.

"A testament to their own extinction."

As they boarded the dropship, the searchlights disengaged and the glow of the engines disapated as
the ship slowly pulled away. The corpses of the Acolyte and Inquisitor abandoned to darkness.

Either filled with combat drugs or completely insane these men are of no further use to the Bounty Hunter and are given a final task for the greater good. Some go willingly, while others a presumably coerced...

Only a human would be so arrogant to presume himself in charge..

The Cephiida are a species that dwell upon the mostly ocean covered moon Sepi, orbiting the Volcanic world of Kromas, and have proven to be highly intelligent creatures. Initial induction into the Empire was conducted through a series of "talks" with the Nicassar in which psychic messages were exchanged. The Nicassar agreed that these creatures should be inducted into the Empire as they showed a high aptitude for linguistic learning and expressed a voracious appetite for knowledge. While possessing no advanced technology of their own, their psychic abilities have seen them enjoy life both above and below the waves.

The Nautilid XV-27 Survival & Amplification Suit has been designed to assist the Cephiida in further integration with the Tau Empire. Based on many designs used for the Nicassar, in terms of Psychic integration, the suit amplifies the Cephiidas abilities while bolstering its relatively weak physical frame. Within the Empire Cephiida can be most commonly found assisting Water Caste envoys with Xenos negotiations or futhering Earth Caste research.

More recently some encounters with hostile species have required the Cephiida to manifest their significant Psychic strength. One reported encounter between a Water Caste envoy and a particularly hands on Nekulli Mercenary saw the present Cephiida feel the threat to its Water Caste envoy to which it reacted by crushing the Nekulli within its psychic grasp. Before the Water Caste envoy could intervene the Mercenary was left ruined, shattered bones perforating every major organ.

The Cephiida are extremely loyal companions and will actively seek to protect any within their cohort from any real or perceived threat. Their loyalty to the Great Good is unquestionable. They see the coming of the Tau as the "Uplifting" within their species, a time which the extended hand of the Tau Empire raised them to become greater than they ever could on their own.

 Medium of Death wrote:
Cheers Gogsnik, steal away! I steal.. err "borrow" all my ideas anyway!

While I did like the plain look of the faceplate/crown it did just look like a shoulderpad stuck to his face. I used one of the smaller markerlights as an eyepiece/camera that sits asymmetrically on the right hand side and so ties in with the other floating camera on the left hand side.

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The Cephiida are a species that dwell upon the mostly ocean covered moon Sepi, orbiting the Volcanic world of Kromas, and have proven to be highly intelligent creatures. Initial induction into the Empire was conducted through a series of "talks" with the Nicassar in which psychic messages were exchanged. The Nicassar agreed that these creatures should be inducted into the Empire as they showed a high aptitude for linguistic learning and expressed a voracious appetite for knowledge. While possessing no advanced technology of their own, their psychic abilities have seen them enjoy life both above and below the waves.

The Nautilid XV-27 Survival & Amplification Suit has been designed to assist the Cephiida in further integration with the Tau Empire. Based on many designs used for the Nicassar, in terms of Psychic integration, the suit amplifies the Cephiidas abilities while bolstering its relatively weak physical frame. Within the Empire Cephiida can be most commonly found assisting Water Caste envoys with Xenos negotiations or futhering Earth Caste research.

More recently some encounters with hostile species have required the Cephiida to manifest their significant Psychic strength. One reported encounter between a Water Caste envoy and a particularly hands on Nekulli Mercenary saw the present Cephiida feel the threat to its Water Caste envoy to which it reacted by crushing the Nekulli within its psychic grasp. Before the Water Caste envoy could intervene the Mercenary was left ruined, shattered bones perforating every major organ.

The Cephiida are extremely loyal companions and will actively seek to protect any within their cohort from any real or perceived threat. Their loyalty to the Great Good is unquestionable. They see the coming of the Tau as the "Uplifting" within their species, a time which the extended hand of the Tau Empire raised them to become greater than they ever could on their own.

Added in a group shot just to see how he sits with the rest of the Mercenaries & Bounty Hunter

 Medium of Death wrote:
For those of you who have seen PDH's and Neil's fantastic Realm of Chaos thread you'll have no doubt been inspired.

A few months ago I began trawling ebay for old metal models to do my own bit of fantasy modelling. The idea basically to go down the route of the above. I was however horribly caught short in a bidding war for a great deal on the old RoC books. This left me a bit miffed, totally still not bitter...

More recently Bruticus' work on his own Mordheim campaign Throne of Bones, inspired me to delve into the parts I'd managed to wrangle. There are still more bits to come for this man. Specifically the Chaos Chariot kit that will be thoroughly cannibalised when it arrives.

I've always loved Chaos Warrior art, particularly Adrian Smith and the like. I've always felt the models fell short.

Below is my attempt to get across that inhuman strength that's so frequently portrayed in the artwork or even the CGI trailers for various videogames.

A basic conversion for now, but the devil's in the details and I hope to add a lot of them. I have a feeling this guy is going to get painted, (honestly!) as I'm feeling pretty inspired.

Bits - Archaeon on foot legs, Archaeon mounted torso and the Head of Harry the Hammer. A skull from the Soul Grinder kit and bones from the Kroot sprue decorate the base.

For some reason The Serpent King keeps springing to mind for a name. Thinking of something along those lines. It's probably because the Helmet crest reminds me of sea serpents.
I imagine he serves The Pantheon rather than a particular god, he might get champions for each god to accompany him or perhaps a few cultists as followers.
Just bringing this over due to new page.



As you can see, he's quite the tall bugger. The Slaanesh Champion will be getting a different head and two axes. I always felt that this model was female apart from the face. Thanks Slaaneshi androgyny!


Hopefully more to follow and paint, eventually.

The Varghoul is one of the more horrific Vampiric abominations to stalk the Old World. It is surely reassuring that they are relatively few in number and prefer to dwell in the darkest of places. They will happily feast upon the dead over the living but should they be disturbed they will attack the intruder with a slavering ferocity, pursuing the prey like a wild dog. Many Vampires seek to capture them for their own ends, guards for their own crypts, but the beasts deadliness is equally matched its illusiveness.

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The host body swells and eventually erupts into a writhing mass of tentacles and intestines. Anything it ensnares it digests externally. Its tentacles coated in digestive juices easily strip flesh from bone. Victims endure a new definition of pain and suffering as they are digested by the parasite. Those lucky enough to escape have sometimes been infected by the parasite. Delirium and fever will be eventually followed by death and then undeath. The zombie will be drawn back towards the parasite, where it will either be consumed or erupt into it's own parasitic form. Thankfully this agony is usually on reserved for the unfeeling dead, but where there is death they can be drawn from their rank pits. A wet mass slithering from the darkness, consuming flesh, driven by insatiable hunger. Living or dead are equal prey.

 Medium of Death wrote:
Oh @ Casey the second part of that Space doc. is up on iPlayer.

 Medium of Death wrote:
So I got my hands on Execution Force today.

Unfortunately I was only able to get one decent picture before my camera died.

I didn't particularly like the death from above pose that the new Callidus has.

"Deadly Ballerina" is what I was thinking during the conversion. Still WIP but I'm happy with how she looks at the moment.



Mechanicus Ruststalker spike bit instead of the ridiculous hair.

 Desubot wrote:
Did it take a lot to get that pose? i quite like it