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Selkie Minis

Pyre Hounds - Great Grimoire - Grimmoire Tales | 3D Printed miniatures | Tabletop Games

Pyre Hounds - Great Grimoire - Grimmoire Tales | 3D Printed miniatures | Tabletop Games

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A soldier and his two faithful hounds. Perfect for Painting and Display and ideal for games of DND, Pathfinder, Savage Worlds and other TTRPG’s! designed by the amazing artists at Great Grimoire! 

All models are supplied unpainted and will require assembly.

All Miniatures are made to order and printed in 12k using Plant Based resin. The majority of miniatures will be shipped cleaned, without supports and fully cured, ready for you to prime and begin painting although a small number of supports may remain. Remove any remaining supports gently with a sharp hobby knife or model clippers.

Selkie Minis is licensed to sell physical copies of miniatures by Great Grimoire, through MyMiniFactory. To purchase the stl or show appreciation to the artist, please visit https://www.myminifactory.com/users/GreatGrimoire

 

In the days when bullets bloomed like iron roses and the earth drank deep of men’s blood, there came a soldier from the blackened trenches, his eyes hollow from the thunder of guns. He was not like the others—for he had taken a tinderbox from a cursed tree where three hounds had guarded ancient war gold, their eyes glinting like cannon-flashes in the dark. The first he slew with bayonet and fire, and from its howling death he learned the name of pain. The other two, great beasts with coal-smoke breath and claws like twisted wire, he bent to his will with words not spoken by any chaplain.

Now they followed him, muzzled in rusted chain, their growls low as the hum of distant shelling, their presence a fever-dream to the men in the dugouts. When the soldier struck his tinderbox, fire leapt—not clean or holy, but green and hungry—and the dogs leapt too, tearing through mud and man alike, never tiring, never sated. He became known in whispers, never in shouts, for those who cried out did not last long...

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