Oath Complete!

Finished off my June Oath for the SA Thread!

Had such a good time with it, so, here is a picture dumb of my finished models!
These have to be my favorite models I've done so far, really proud of the Ork especially.

Here he is from the front

And the back

And now the Minotaurs Space Marine Commander, he had magnetized arms to let him swap over weapons, happy with how that worked too!

With a Power Sword and Bolt Pistol, the Power Sword looks

 great from the front, not so great from the back though!

Now with a Power Fist and Combi-Melta

And from the back

Every month has a "secret ingredient" for the month that you can include for extra points, this month you had to do something a little extra, I used the magnets, but you also had to write a short story about your models, I've not written a story since school really, so, I had a go and this is what I came up with!


Inceladon’s power armoured boots crunched the dark, grey rubble beneath his feet, he glanced back as his honour guard followed him onto the planet's surface, weapons checked and ready for battle. It had been a long time since the Minotaurs had been on Korvak. He surveyed the horizon, taking in the scenery that long years of bloody fighting had etched in his mind.

…..

Ork blood stained the humming power sword that was his new badge of office, thumbing off the energy field, he cleaned the ancient blade off on his cape, around him his squad put bolter rounds through the mis-shappen heads of the greenskins that still squirmed, while Brother-Apothecary Enkelious performed his grisly duty on the fallen. The last wave of savages had taken its toll on his company's position, the massive hordes being sent out by the Warboss were doing their job, between them and the primitive aircraft, the Third Company was pinned down.

The Thunderhawks would arrive soon to lift them out of this warp-cursed hell hole, the attack had failed and although the Orks had been driven from this world, Warboss Snikgrub had made his escape with most of the manufacturing worlds weaponry. The newly appointed Captain Inceladon and the Third Company hadn’t been able to stop him.
The final assault had taken its toll on him but the failure would weigh more heavily on his shoulders.

….

Thick oily smoke rose from the ruined city in the distance, the crude engines of the Ork war-horde could be heard even this far away. Fifty years had passed since the Space Marines had defended Korvak but now, the battle would once more be joined. Captain Inceladon had won back his honour many times over in the decades that had passed and had won the right to bear many honoured relics of his Chapter, yet, in his heart, he knew that we would never be truly considered a hero of the Minotaurs while one burden lay on him.

That would change this day, sparks crackled along the surface of his brazen power fist as he clenched in anticipation. Snikgrub was out there and this time, the victory would belong to the Third Company.


This months Oath was really good fun, enjoyed every second, awesome competition!