OOC comment:
I find Grug to be one of my favorite Warhammer OCs out there. Never played or read Warhammer but I like the whole aesthetic they had. Whenever I see him in the forums, I like how the character speaks. Though, I haven't interacted with him mostly, the last time I had interact him was something to do with describing the character above. I don't remember what exactly the name of the forum game is but I used Alkinoos at that point. Would love to interact with him sometime, seems to be an interesting character nevertheless.
I love the design, I'm a sucker for those skulls and spikes in fantasy settings. The whole badassery and the whole spikes and skulls screams "I'll kill you in an instant" when you see the character. And yes, I like eating and do artworks involving bones too. Out of curiosity, have you used your Warhammer OCs in the tabletop games or it's like the Warhammer novels kind of thing? Have you also tried making some Warhammer miniatures as well?
IC comment as Attila:
All of the sudden, Attila was stranded. This doesn't seem in Hungary or any place in Earth at all. The multidimensional travel was in a cooldown, currently. Attila wanders around a desolate field and dead trees. Around the other side were skulls and bones of different beings and creatures alike. The whole atmosphere was pungent, worse than ten tons of biodegradable waste. With torn banners signify some kind of war happening around and scattered, mangled corpses, yet, it rings curiosity within Attila's mind. Attila sweats profusely, his legs were shaking as he walked through the dead field. "Come on, keep going... just 1 hour left before opening another portal", Attila shuddered, he was all in commoners clothing to avoid suspicions. He doesn't bear any protective armor or anything that guaranteed to guard him, despite the cybernetic markings on his body that would seem otherworldly in the world he is in. Oddly, he brought out his trusty frying pan in case of dangerous situations.
As he walked through, Attila spotted a gargantuan cauldron towering beyond him. Spewing red liquid as it boils. He observed the site, he was welcomed with fascinating, yet, morbid structure of bones scattered around the area. Around the corner were a collection of humanoid skulls, some were broken, some intact, and some constructed as if it were a drinking glass. "This place may bear a huge red flag but whoever lives here must've be creative with these... bone structures." Attila stuttered, whatever the situation, he firmly held his pan. Suddenly, the furniture were shaking, a loud stomp can be heard from the distance. "Flappers!" Attila hid himself from one of the stones lying, as he peeked through the stones. A massive figure appeared, adorned with bloodied gauntlets, and a cobbled up armor made out of dozens of bones and spikes around it.
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