Nurgle, Nurgle, quite horrid purple, how does your Garden grow?

The final piece of this project! A Plagueburst Crawler. A big, chunky vehicle type thing.

It has been ages since I painted any vehicles, but I approached this the same way as the rest of the army, just with larger brushes, mostly.

Again, all done in the same colour arrangement as the rest of the army.

I’m so close to finishing this project, and I just don’t want to look at it.

I want to get on with other projects, something more interesting. Im also getting distracted playing old video games, I’m back on Oblivion again. But I just have to knuckle down and get this done. Then the basing. Then I’m done

Just the basing to go across all the minis, and it’ll be dooooooone!

These Poxwalkers are the down-trodden, the menial, the labourers of the worlds the Brotherhood visit. The Brotherhood spread ideas of paradise, of lush green worlds, of what this world could be, if not for the crushingly oppressive military-industrial complex of the Imperium of Man.

The ideas take seed in the working class. Ideas of a world where they may stroll through a garden of peace and tranquility. Ideas of not having to toil endlessly under the yoke and lash of their overseers. If these ideas of joy take hold of their heart, they become the Composters. A blissful smile pulls at their face, never to leave again. Their only thoughts are of the beautiful landscape their home shall become. They begin to eat though the layers of society and start breaking down the wretched, stale old state-body to make way for the new to growth that is soon to come.

1. Thirty-two Plague Zombies of Nurgle. I should’ve gone for 28 or 35. If I had to do another seven of these zombies, I might become one myself.

The basing scheme was worked out back in 2019: Citadel Martian Ironcrust across the surface. Randomly, some have pinebark chips as rock to stand on. Others have chunks of greenstuff which I painted as rusty metal scrap to break up the surface.
Actually, on that: I’d bought what I thought was a fresh batch of greenstuff for this project. Turned out not to be so fresh at all. Good chunks of the Yellow had already set, which is where most of these chunks came from. I was pretty disappointed, until I decided to not let anything go to waste, one way or another.
In the future, I’m really going to have to source version sold in separate strips.

The “rocks” were brown from the base coat spray of AP Leather Brown. 
They got a wash of very watered-down Vallejo Black.

The metal was also already brown from the undercoat spray.
I went over this with well-thinned Citadel Leadbelcher.
It then got an application of Citadel Typhus Corrosion. I apply this with a brush then dab it back with a cotton-bud so it’s really only left in the creases.

I decided that the basing elements needed to be brought together a little better, so I went over the rocks and metal with the Martian Ironcrust. Then I used a wet, ratty, old brush to wash it back again. I used another cotton-bud to wipe excess off the surface and edges.
The idea is that it leaves the red on the particular element, but the colour is visible underneath. It kind of looks like it’s been sitting in the red dusty surface for a while and has the red dirt of the surround surface over it?

The Brotherhood of the Garden, (or the Gardeners for short) are a warband dedicated to spreading the gifts of Nurgle, and the fruits of Lord Nurgle’s labour through their own works.
They prefer to target industrial worlds: Hive Worlds, Factory planets and Logistics hubs, anywhere that the Imperium has covered the surface with their ugly structures.

They work to bring them back to a glorious, green state, reminiscent of their visions of Papa Nurgle’s own domain. When the Gardeners achieve their goals, they lovingly craft gardens of fungus and putrescence fed by the blood and bone of the former inhabitants.

The colour of their armour was once a bright yellow. Time spent working in the dirt and the earth and the ash has somewhat diminished the brightness. Nevertheless, they retain their yellow so that they can be seen. Not for them dark or gloomy colours. Visibility is important: all must know that the Gardeners are at work.

The brothers constantly exude a fecund slime, in this trail sprout fungi, moss, algaes. As they dismantle the structures of industry, the slime is infused into the ruins. When the Brotherhood moves on, the wild growth grows and feeds on the the corpses, becoming a little extension of Nurgle’s Garden on another world. So, does Nurgle’s influence extend ever further.

The Senior Gardeners bring their specialist knowledge to bear where required.

The Brothers of this rank work at the most stubborn of points to remove the obstacles to the new garden.

These once-Brothers were blessed to have been able to visit Father Nurgle’s great garden in the Warp and returned… changed.

The Head Gardener.
The Master Landscaper.

His vision directs the work that beautifies the lands that the warband visits.
When required he will work at the behest of one of the greater Lords of the Deathguard, Mortarion or Typhus. Otherwise, he works as Nurgle’s vision guides him.

The Axeman is the right hand of the Head Gardener.
He shares the vision of the Great Garden, and drives the Brotherhood to achieve this vision.

The machines of the Brotherhood of the Garden.

Since it doesn’t have a base, I used the Citadel Martian Ironcrust and a damp brush to work it into the treads of the vehicle.

I applied the texture paste, then using a rough, wet, old brush I worked into the tracks. Then with a cotton bud, rubbed it off the raised surfaces to leave the metal showing.

Just the varnishing to go, providing that goes according to plan, this project will be done!

I’m pretty happy with the way the minis have turned out. The most important thing was the conversion experience. Still plenty to learn on that front, but I’m feeling much better about tackling more involved projects now.