At long last, the prize Warboss has a home. Between months of irregular visits to the local game store and local Ork players not showing up, I had a hard time unloading the fella. Yesterday I compromised when Impcommander mentioned he had brought his WHFB Orcs for a fantasy game later. I figured that warp travel can work in strange ways, so the boss found himself among a bunch of primitives. The shoota-skorcha can be the justification for some manner of magic item, or maybe by now he's out of ammo and just uses it to konk boyz about the head with.
Here he is alongside a primitive warbuggy.
Yeah, he's on the wrong shaped base, but *I'm* not going to try to tell him that.
Maybe he'll inspire his new owner to start a 40K Ork army, who knows?
It was also fairly warm out today, so I snuck out to spray seal the Deathfin. The extra clear parts of the decals are standing out, so I think I may have to go back over them carefully with some black (or whatever color is on the part with the decal) to cover the untrimmed parts up. Oh well.