North, toward the thunder-plains of Jihon, the Slaughter-hordes roam the Oestomer wasteland.
Twisted during a bygone age, these cambion seek perpetual violence to sate the whispers. They rove in murderous hordes, wiping the land clean of all life, like the swarms of terror-ants that plague the Jungles of Renoir. Unlike the terror-ants, if the slaughter-horde goes too long without violence it will fall upon itself, cambion gorging themselves on fratricide.
I'm an Illustrator and Concept Artist from the Falkland Islands. I focus on exploring the masculine within fantastical settings.
This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks. Each art print is listed by sheet size and features a minimum one-inch border.