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Shieldmaiden Heroine_B front view by Shieldwolf Miniatures
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Shieldmaiden Renegade_B (with axe)

CODE: NA-410

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General Description

Shieldmaiden Renegade_B (Krumvaal Northern Alliance)

This product consists of one Krumvaal Northern Alliance Shieldmaiden Renegade_B fine quality resin miniature. The shield comes as a separate piece for further modularity (can be attached on the back). A plastic 25mm square base is included.

This product comes supplied unpainted and requires assembly (glue&paint not included). Pictures are for demonstration purposes only.

PLEASE NOTE: This item is available only through special events, projects or conventions.

“In the land where true beasts roam, we are more beasts than them all…”

Shieldmaiden Renegade_B (Northern Alliance)

 

She had journeyed alone in the burned lands of the Kingdom of Hell. The wind kept covering her body with ashes and the smell of brimstone was making her dizzy. She was hearing sounds around her but nothing dangerously close for her to be alarmed.

Her breath became heavier and the sweat brought yet more discomfort. She didn't stop to rest nor slowed down her pace. She was on a mission and was going to see it through. When her path finally brought her in front of the Stronghold, she paused to look at it, but just for a second. The huge rocky fortifications and the ever-lasting flames surrounded it, once a glorious stronghold from the Kingdom of Talliareum, now mere ruins forever lost to the Lords of the Kingdom of Hell. She passed the rusty iron gates and made forth.

Within moments, hundreds of Infernal Assaulters surrounded her, with Infernal Brutes by their sides. They didn't attack her though, probably because they meant to play a bit with her first. An enormous Infernal Brute stepped forward, larger than any she had ever seen before, standing some 10 feet tall. He was Gradomor the Forsaken and his fame proceeded him only too well. 

"Are you lost little girl?", Gradomor said with a slithering and unearthy voice.

"You raided my town and killed my sister!" she shouted, tightening the grip of her axe and the leather straps of her shield.

"And you have come to join her, yes?", he could amost laugh at her foolishness. "I'm surpised you made it this far and for that I'm going to make sure I take my time with you..."

"No, you stinking pile of degenarated fat," she snapped back at him, "I'm here to make sure you make her company."

"You stupid bitch! This is my domain!", he shouted in a loud laugh, drawing a huge rusty bastard sword from his back! 

"There are no domains safe when I lose my temper, you filth!" she whispered to herself, while preparing to face off the charging Daemons. The Dragon eyes on her shield started to shine a bright blue light. "And right now I'm fuming..." 


Shieldmaiden Chronicles from the Books of the Ice City.

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