Description: The hoofed legs component from a Realm of Chaos era, i.e. the very first, Fiend of Slaanesh. Graceful and delicately posed, yet the toes of the feet end in hooves. How unsettling. Note the Slaanesh icon on the inner thigh (technically outer thigh because fiends have laterally facing legs, see how the ruinous powers frustrate even simple description). Note that you need a pair of these components for a complete fiend, i.e. a fiend with 4 legs. No base is supplied. Being a 'new' (unused) component there is some flash on the cast. Out of production for decades, this daemonic piece of tabletop history is sure to bring much pleasure to your collection. Here's some lore: Fiends of Slaanesh appear as an unholy mixture of creatures, chimerical beings from Warp-induced nightmares given physical shape. Such a collage of forms should by all rights repulse the sane mind, but Fiends exude an unnatural soporific musk, a heady fragrance that attracts and immobilises their prey. The narcotic pleasures they exude are reserved only for their enemies, lacing mortal thoughts with the most rapturous of dreams. As a mortal succumbs to the pervasive sweet state of euphoria, their limbs grow heavy and their minds drift dreamily elsewhere. It is then that Fiends close, moving like a wafting breeze given form until the daemon's razor-sharp claws sweep down and rend its unresisting victim apart with luxurious care. Only a superhuman feat of willpower has any hope of fighting through a Fiend of Slaanesh's bewitching aura, and a mortal who somehow emerges from the nightmare alive will never truly be the same again. Though they recall little of the experience -- their mind unable to recollect the Fiend's dreams without inviting insanity -- they are left with dim impressions of writhing limbs and long, lashing tongues, of inhuman squeals of delight and impossible faces contorted with the ecstasy of pain. Even worse than this is the overwhelming sense of sweet suffocation that haunts their every waking moment -- a cloying, seductive scent that sends dark desires into their heart and an irresistible urge that beckons their soul to certain destruction.
Price: 8.99 GBP
Location: London
End Time: 2025-01-23T20:28:59.000Z
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