"Foolish are the settlers who try to push the frontier of men towards the Northern Mountains, for only rumours return intact.
No discrimination. No preference. No pattern. Men, women and children are either butchered where they stand, or carried off into into the crude, iron-beaten and crooked lairs of the merciless Orc Alchemists - the greatest terrors and weavers of foul sorcery and chaos amongst the Orc hordes.
With the power to turn the very air to lead and melt flesh and bone with vile brews and concoctions, there is little that can muster a defence against these wicked creatures, bar catapults and cannonades and all manner of overpowering destruction."
Full project in ZBrush, from start to finish, including rendering. Based on a sketch made during an exam, with references made to various bits and pieces of battered armour and the anatomies of people, elephants, hippos and rhinos.
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