#oxyotl

[primarchslut]

TOTAL WAR III: WARHAMMER - legendary lords idles.

LIZARDMEN - TEHENHAUIN

[nightscalestudio]

Oxyotl, the He That Hunts Unseen. Tutorials on Oxyotl will be added to Patreon later. painting tutorials: https://www.patreon.com/Nightscalestudio

[sallllltywater]

The Silence and The Fury

[battleclade]

Oxyotl, He That Hunts Unseen - Total War: Warhammer 2

[proflambeovt]

Patreon Rewards for November 2023!

[warhammer-fantasy-muses]

Just a small random headcanon regarding one of my muses, but Oxyotl kind of suffers from PTSD from the time he spent in the Warp fending off Chaos Daemons just to survive.

Sure, he's grown adapt to it and he's able to kill daemons as easy as people breathe, and is so good at it that most daemons will flee if they know he's in the vicinity, but at the same time he suppresses his emotions a lot whenever he has to fight daemons, doing his best to not let them know that each moment is truly agonizing for him.

It reminds him of the first few years of his entrapment in the Warp where he literally fought for his life, having to run and hide more often than actually fight, and how the horrors of the Chaos Realms literally were seared into his memories, forever scarring him mentally. He hates fighting daemons, but he does so because he knows that he's the most qualified to do so.

[warhammer-fantasy-muses-archived]

@scornvermin

The shadows of the brushes and canopies held no answer to his call-out, as all went silent around Skruen, except for the mild breeze of the woods themselves, bristling through fur and foliage alike and causing both to gently flutter in the air. Then, a more forceful rustle was heard from a set of brushes, set at 1 o’clock from Skruen’s current position-

*P-THOOM*

Another blowdart fired, this one aiming for the right side of his midsection, aiming right between the smallest of gaps in the Stormvermin’s armor. Naturally, Skruen would easily hear this as well and could deflect it if he wished to. But that seems to be when his assailant revealed himself;

As if appearing by magic, from thin air, a form started to take shape in a tree above him, hanging upside-down by a branch from a prehensile, curled tail, with big round eyes flickering in every angle before centering on Skruen. A Chameleon Skink, here? So far from the jungles of Lustria?

 “You parried well, ratling. But still not fast enough to impress me. I’ve seen Nurglings with better reflexes than you~”

[lihaliemikuutio]

Another lunch hour visit to the store near work. The guardians are painted but looked easily strippable.