Forgefire:
Nice work Admiral! I cant find anything to complain about it looks good! Personally i would like the bow to be taller and slimmer like the elf himself, but its fine the way it is now too 
Enjoysrandom:
Archer looks spot on, great work… for an elf
Ghrask Dragh:
Wow, not only are the sculpts here impressive but the Casting too is of a very very high quality, looks great!
:cheers
Admiral:
@Bloodbeard: Thank you!
@Dînadan: Good tip! I decided against it, and don’t regret it much, but holding the casts in hand I realize an arrow would not have looked so strange castingwise as I first believed. Ah well, there’ll be a string and arrow tutorial come release.
@Jackswift: Thank you kindly! Hope they’re of interest even to Druchii. Good idea on the arrow, but the simplest solution will be to make them oneself from pin needles. Will show with tutorial.
@Forgefire: Tackar! Yes, I agree on the bow. Had I done it now, I’d have aimed for slimmer with less details, and longer. It’s too short and cluttered for being optimum, but it will do anyway, I hope. :hat off
@Enjoysrandom: Thanks! Those bloody Elves… :mask
@Ghrask Dragh: Thank you very much! Zealot Miniatures are experts at preserving details in their casts.
Alien Heads
Sculpted on the quick at the request of Bloodbeard, as one of several planned short breaks during the quite lengthy Slave Orc-Slavedriver-Bits sculpting session. You might be able to recognize them as parody versions from a couple of fictional universes.
This alien head bitz kit will test the sci-fi waters. No plans for substantial scifi things to come in the future, but the odd bit and bob and single miniature are likely to show up in the long run (fantasy is firmly in the driver’s seat). In due time even historical sculpts are likely to appear, but I want to sharpen several different sculpting skills before attempting historicals:
Dînadan:
Is it just me or does the second guy in the second row look like he’s murdered Batman and nicked his cowl?
;p
Fuggit Khan:
Wow :o
What an eclectic mix of superb sculpts!
I’m a huge sci-fi fan, so this is an unexpected treat for my eyes
But please, don’t ever sculpt Jar Jar Binks 
And that reptilian sculpt on the bottom would make for a great conversion for Lizardman armies :hat off
Carcearion:
A very interesting selection of alien heads, I espeically like the not-protos head. I feel like it could be allot of fun to use these for slave conversions for my Dark Eldar.
Dînadan:
But please, don't ever sculpt Jar Jar Binks :(Not even as a sci-fi version of the flayed man?
Fuggit Khan
;P
Admiral:
@Dînadan: Suspect sighted! A flayed Jar-Jar might be of some interest…
@Fuggit Khan: Thank you kindly! Good point about the reptilian head, have shared it on Lustria Online. As for Jar-Jar, you’ll never be safe there…
@Carcearion: Thanks! Please do, me and my wallet wish to spread them to as many sci-fi collectors as possible. 
[align=center]Elf Heavy Archers of Ancient Times
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In ancient times, the Elven composite bow held sway over vast tracts of land and struck fear and silvern steel into the heart of Orcs and Menfolk. Its reach was long and strong, and the shafts of its arrows marked the end of warbands, armies, cities and tribes alike. It was likened unto lightning, for it was death upon steppe and highlands; plains and mountains; swamps and deserts; forests and seas alike. This ranged weapon was the favourite tool of death for the multitude of Elven tribes, realms and city-states which dominated such vast regions. By composite bow and spear and blade did the dreaded Elves crush any resistance from lesser races underheel within their bloodied spheres of influence, and wherever their cohorts and legions marched, mortals trembled and turned to their gods in fear.
In ancient times, death came all too often at the sharp steel end of an Elven arrow, and often the victims had little clue as to why they must die, for the needs and wants, desires and reasons for action of the haughty elder tribes remained locked behind arrogance and veils of mystery. The true secrets of the Elven composite bows’ manufacture remained likewise ever locked within Elven minds and appears to have never truly spread unto other races except for in heroic legends. The composite bows of the Elves were fabled not only for their sheer power and rumoured enchantments, for they were known far and wide for their intricate and demanding making, which went to excesses that corresponding Human bowyers would never dare imagine. Whatever magic and munande craftskills went into the creation of these deadly weapons, the results were composite bows and strings able to withstand wet and cold and salt without slacking, which enabled Elven archers to roam in any clime, at any altitude, without their shots weakening. Thus were laid the foundations of carnage without end nor limit.
In ancient times, mortals lived violent lives filled with hardships and trials, and the landscapes of the world were awash in blood and feuding. Yet for all the savagery of the nomadic hordes and barbaric settled peoples, few calamities were as feared as the wars of Elven tribes, whether against each other or against lesser races. Raids and invasions alike saw the deaths of Men, Orcs, Goblins and many more races. None were spared this terror. In great numbers did nomads and savages drop dead under the hail of Elven arrows. Great and terrible wars were fought between Elves and Dwarfs, as the strongest civilizations beneath the skies grasped for vengeance, power and territory. Uncounted masses of younger mortals, enslaved or free, were constantly caught up in the maelstrom of conflict, and the bones of the perished ones littered the ground from sea to sea, arrows protruding from skulls and ribcages. For this was an age of empires, and their wars ravaged the world as greatly as their monuments and achievements soared.
And in the midst of this swirling chaos, the power of the bow endured for millennia.
Elven archery came in many forms whether with worldly or otherworldly arrows, whether magically touched or poisoned or flaming, or merely a rain of silvern arrowheads glinting deadly in the light cast by sun, moon or torches as it fell upon the foe. Elven archery came in the form of ambushes, and it came in the form of assassinations. Likewise Elven archery came in the form of sharpshooters clearing the skies or battlements of besieged walls, and it came in the form of mounted bowmen terrorizing the steppe lands and beyond. Yet most iconic of all the shapes it took in ancient times were the disciplined bowline, with ranks upon ranks of heavily armoured Elven composite archers standing tall in rigid lines born out of endless drills, drawing, nocking and loosing their arrows as if all the hundreds of bowmen were one and the same being. Along with the lockstep advance of Elven phalanxes, they were the very image of order on the battlefield, and their regimented display alone awed foes and unnerved lesser mortals to whom such firmness and exactitude were otherworldly in the midst of carnage. The bewildering manoeuvers and feats of shooting pulled off by such line companies of Elven archers were the stuff of sagas and fear among the feral tribes of many races, and even the tough Dwarfs acknowledged their value as warriors, however grudgingly.
These were ages of fire and bloodshed, of primal fear, ruthless greed and titanic ambitions. The hunger for power was fed at the point of blades and arrows, and great deeds of glory and infamy alike lived on in legend long after all characters involved had turned to ash and dust. One of the Elf archer companies which won eternal fame were prince Draecarion’s Longbows, who pioneered the next level ranged weapon of Elven armies and reaped bloody and fantastic achievements upon the battlefield, including shooting the black dragon Maeranichas clear from the sky at Ivory Rock; out-shooting the malignant Dwarf handgunners at Hierlan Ford; and massacring the elite human foot soldiers of emperor Mignusian III’s Jackal Guard despite their closed ranks of tower shields and fine heavy armour. Some heavy Elven archers who knew renown were mercenaries, like the Teal Cloaks of Jaendrath Bloodeye, the Swan Feathers or the Hundred For Hire of disinherited prince Maelgor, famous for singlehandedly suppressing the legions of defenders upon the great city walls of Toraxaslan with a withering shower of arrows, which allowed swordsmen to climb the walls by ladder, virtually unchallenged during their long and perilous ascent. Other Elven heavy archers of note were uncannily accurate and could shoot into the eyes of quick and nimble small birds in the sky, such as the Goldbow company were known to do, or hunting schools of flying fish across the wavy sea’s surface in the manner of the Kraken Patrol of the island city-state of Finalgon.
Whatever their feats and glory in war, Elven archery skills by far surpassed those of Dwarfs and Men and Goblins, and the ease with which the Elves handled their silvern bows seemed to deny the inacurracy inherent in such weapons. Massed Elven archery backed by ballistae, sorcery, hunting eagles and javelins were likened unto a symphony of death from afar, yet one need not look to such sophisticated musical pieces to glimpse the capabilities of Elf archers, nor to face the scorn with which they viewed the prey of their arrows:
Pappa Midnight:
As I am a devout follower of Hashut I must detest those pointy-eared bow-pansies!
They are absolutely brilliant! The detail is always a little difficult to see on greens but they look excellent with paint.
Regards
PM
Abecedar:
I have to agree with both of pappa’s points.
But
I just can’t bring myself to praise them personally.
Saying words like that would be a hard as swallowing a rake.
goes to bed muttering…
Carcearion:
You forgot to chop him off at the knees! Remember? 
He looks awesome though! I love the darker one in blue and steel. He is a smig tall perhaps but super tall elves are also a thing in allot of settings.
Admiral:
The elf hate is strong in these ones!
@Pappa Midnight: Thank you! Much appreciated. Hope to see your paintjob on them someday.
@Abecedar: Spoken like a true Chaos Dwarf! Do you ever shave?
@Carcearion: Ah, damn! Slip o’ memory. Yes, Tolkien explicitly describe high elves as taller than humans, and I made sure that thing was correct with the sculpt. Sure, it ended up bigger still, but I’m only an amateur.
[align=center]Alien Heads of Distant Times
Out now![/align]
The infamous stock-market shark was alerted by the approach of the bounty hunter within his cavernous office room, first by various sensor alerts, then by his own ears, which had been artificially grown in vats after that filthy whore bit them off with two nasty bites.
He tapped a tiny touchplate on his armrest, and slowly his large padded chair swivelled around to greet the newcomer. It wasn’t a pretty sight which lay back in the chair. Extensive synthetic skinplants and cosmetic operations had been carried out to make an old human appear as a young virile stud of man. It had looked genuine the first decade, but since then decay had caught up, and no amount of continuous treatment could any longer mask the faked impression of the skinplants and artificial hair mane.
This pretension at style was exquisitely draped. Expensively clothed, but not clothed with style. The entire appearance of the mogul radiated a garish lack of taste. The old money laughed behind his back, and his lack of sophistication and culture made him the open ridicule of high society. Yet the Shark lacked the insight to catch any of this, and did not even understand that he was the one being scoffed and mocked in a thousand and one subtle ways. The loud-mouthed center of cocktail parties and skyglide cruises alike, he was more at home in his office making money with grubby sods than in the feasting places of the ruling elite. And he was more at home in brothels, vapour nests and drinking dens than anywhere else. This time, he received guests clothed, at least, so no one should complain.
That wealthy wretch of a man drew a long pull off his smogstick, and took great pleasure in activating the facial microcanals that allowed the lilac smoke to be puffed out of his ears.�?�Well?�?� he bayed with an arrogant tone which he himself had never been aware of, but which all in his surroundings were at pains to endure.
The long trenchcoat whirled as the the tall bounty hunter snapped to attention. Ceramic-clad highboots clanked together, pistol holsters moved and a long sniper rifle swayed on his back as he pulled off a mock salute under his broad-brimmed leather hat.
�?oGoods. Delivery. As requested,�?� he growled in a soft, threatening manner which had made the bounty hunter the amorous attraction of girls across seven sectors, and the object of husbandly hatred across just as many.
�?oWell, which one?�?� barked the stock-market shark impatiently. He had ordered a whole string of expensive heads served on a plate, and was not used to his underlings being so shy with words. It would take years to hunt down all his rivals, defectors and one-time business anchors in alien societies. So, which one of them was it that the bounty hunter had come to deliver?
The tall whip of a man stood theatrically still for several moments, building tension and making his client’s forehead throb with angry impatience. It had been several seconds already! Then, the bounty hunter opened his spacious trenchcoat and presented his goods hanging from hooks on the inside of the cardio-ferratic fake leather fabric. There were all seven of them.
�?oTake your pick.�?�
Admiral:
These excess bits and bobs will be off to casting, just because. Two different kits, or maybe three. The round marker is the skeletal corpse remains of a decaying Goblin. Old sculpt indeed, but it was requested to be cast on The One Ring:
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Sjoerdo:
Wow mate, very productive!
Great head sculpts, lovely star trek vive to them
Fuggit Khan:
They’re super cool bits for all dungeon crawling games and very useful for warband wargaming as well.
Good to know that they’re gonna be cast!
:hat off
Carcearion:
Oooooh I really like the second set of pouches and baskets - I’m not sure what I would do with them though
Dînadan:
Oooooh I really like the second set of pouches and baskets - I'm not sure what I would do with them thoughHold on to them for the right Golden Hat/Artisan�?Ts contest theme? ;)
Carcearion
Admiral:
@Sjoerdo: Thank you kindly! Much appreciated. Hope to stay productive.
@Fuggit Khan: Thanks a lot! Also glad to have them cast. Especially since it was prompted by requests.
@Carcearion: Load the backs of some porter slaves or maybe even a CD landtrain car with them? Scenery decoration? Objective marker? Sprinkle them about wherever they seem to fit?
@Dînadan: That might be a while, though. We’re going to run simple, broadly open and army-list useful themes this whole year, following feedback from Skink. Still, a little imagination is all it takes to make use of them for such themes as well!
Pop quiz!
What will these wire skeletons be?
Dînadan:
Pop quiz!Elves that have spent some quality time on a hobgoblin torturer�?Ts rack?
What will these wire skeletons be?
Admiral