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My take on a Female Necron Lord. Not the best painter, or converter but she was fun to do....


She was a beautiful queen once, cold and hateful of anything she believed eclipsed her beauty. During bio transference she saw the chance she needed. To keep her beauty for eternity. The eons though were unkind. Her visage aged in the living metal husk she inhabited and her mind aged as well.

During her awakening, as the Ramases dynasty's legions stirred back into its semblance of life, she crept from her chamber. The walls of her sanctum, once gilded and shinning, were old and tarnished. Wiping away the dust of the ages she looked upon herself for the first time in 60 million years and raged. "Monster" she screamed through her broken death mask "Nothing will remain glorious, everything will rot under my gaze". Her throneworld trembled to her screams. Turning her broken visage to the sky she willed her legions to march "Put out the stars my warriors. They mock your queen and I will see them dark for their impudence" So did the legions of Queen Kleopatra, Hag heiress of the Ramases dynasty, begin her crusade to destroy the galaxy in the name of ancient hate.....