Black Temp

The crusading orders of the Imperium do not garrison worlds. They move, permanently at war, swearing oaths that end only when the objective falls or the swearer does. This miniature belongs to that tradition: a power-armoured warrior in the crusader mould, tabard hanging over the plate, weapon carried with the settled weight of someone who fights at close quarters by preference rather than by accident. For painters the interest is in the contrast between hard armour and soft cloth. Tabards, parchment strips and wax seals give freehand, heraldry and lettering somewhere to live, while the armour itself stays severe and unfussy. Use it as a squad leader, a champion, or a single character piece for the cabinet. Tabletop wargaming scale, one file, and a natural addition to any zealot-flavoured grimdark force.