32mm Heroic Scale
As Hayreddin cradled the last of his followers in his arms, he was helpless as the flesh fells from is bones, the black blood sizzling and smoking on the rocky ground beneath him. But Oruc had been more than a follower; he was a brother. A friend. Hayreddin hung his head as he lowered the lifeless body to the ground. In that instant a whirlwind of darkness enveloped him, and Hayreddin knew he was no longer alone. "Mother," he whispered. "Why? Why not just kill me?"
Lilith stepped from the shadows with a lithe grace. "You have broken our most ancient laws. To taint our people with the powers of death and corruption is unspeakable. Death is too good for you. I name thee traitor, and I curse thee with my power. The power of life."
Miniatures are supplied unpainted. Preparation and assembly may be required.