The Uncharnel

"A gentle tapping downstairs in the wee small hours,
A whisper in the empty room that's never used,
A snapping twig behind you on the lonely road,
You are never truly alone in the Tallowlands."

These are the first finished models for the small Nighthaunt force I'm putting together called "The Uncharnel".

"Who are The Uncharnel you ask? Legend tells they were a band of mercenaries who betrayed the Duardin of old. They paid a kin-traitor for knowledge of the secret tunnels and vaults deep below Hollow Mountain and sought to steal the heirloom treasure right out from under the Mountain Folk.
But a traitor's tongue can be bought twice, and the mercenaries were betrayed. In their wrath, the Duardin collapsed the secret tunnels, burying the avaricious humans alive.
And there they remained for untold ages, as unquiet spirits consumed by greed and a hatred of the living, until the fateful day they were released by the Ghoul King of Hollow Mountain. But that's a tale for another time..."

If you'd like to read more about how I created the LED candles then check out my blog here. More Tallowlands Undead from me coming soon!