Look at Duco's Beastmen!
My Kill Team, the mighty Rinderüberraschung, is finished.
Those two were the last ones I added to the herd. Finished them yesterday. I like how the gradient of the shield/gong turned out.
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Tumblr understands me and my unholy creations. Here's a baby bittern anima (beast men from my setting) +their grown up form.
Some baby birds are so painfully ugly I love it. Rubber chicken looking things. I blame @batterdoodle for this one and for telling me to make the feet bigger
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Joe Kubert's fantastic cover of Tarzan battling the Beast Men of Opar for Tarzan (vol. 1) #222 (August, 1973). This was part four of Kubert's five-part adaptation of The Return of Tarzan.
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Call of the Koryos
For what do we work our hands, Down to wretched, arching bones,
When our ancestors did no such thing, But lived by force of arms alone?
For what glory do we toil, So that we might have meagre bread,
When those before us weapons drew, And lived by their iron instead?
Why do we work as chided slaves, Tilling someone else’s land, When not so many years ago,
Our people lived with sword in hand?
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Is it not glory that you seek?
Not battle for which you yearn?
Do you not want that fire and life,
Once held in your eyes to return?
Well it won’t come with life as this, Only Misery and woe it brings,
For here only monotony, Is fit to reign as tyrant king.
So will you sit and work away,
Until your days of youth are spent?
I for one shall freedom take, Or I shall die in the attempt.
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Are we not sons of Father Mars?
Does not His blood run through our veins?
To see us hunched in such a state, He surely hangs His head in shame.
I wish to break these scathing bonds, Before my fleeting time elapsed,
I won’t remain a prisoner here, A workhorse caged and beat and trapped.
Will you choose dull and pitter peace, Or thunder of a bloody war?
You are free to choose your fate,
But I will suffer this no more.
- Poetica Atelli, Call of the Koryos
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Urlan
From the far north stampede the Urlan, a Race of beast-men that roam the wilds, lording over all manner of beasts and creatures with their unrivaled hunting skills and large size. Urlan are a relatively rare sight, and much of their existence remains a mystery to many, despite the fact that the Urlan have been around for millennia. Many regions in Jorrhildr have been declared off-limits by a couple of nation states like the Regalian Empire, as the Urlan Throngs roam these lands and rule them, smashing any military force sent to try and compete them out.
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