In the crowded plazas of the middle hive, music is one of the few luxuries available to everyone. The performer sits beneath flickering lumen strips, plucking an ancient lute while workers hurry past without looking.
His masters tolerate his presence so long as the estate remains immaculate, for his kind is considered useful so long as it knows its station. Beyond the estate walls, millions in the hive toil in conditions scarcely better than his own. Yet here, beneath chandeliers and gilded aquilas, he is far more safe than on the streets.
The creature was not bred, nor was it trained. Yet one hunter saw something familiar in its aggression. A useful creature need only learn who feeds it (and who hunts beside it).
Based on some classic 40k art with my own custom kitbashed characters as well. For more pictures and lore, check out my instagram: @painted.inq
This is a kitbash to recreate the classic art by Sam Wood.