The STL Trenches

Leading a hellish raiding party out unto the wastes of Creation, a scourge of the Faithful, behold: The Father with a Thousand Backs!

It mocks the Ecstasy of St Teresa even as it burns YHWH's works, its flaming sword cleaving believers in twain. It revels in the ecstasy of violence, desperate to fill the emptiness within.

Wrapt in barbed wire, armoured with the finest of Hellish smiths' work, & playing a tortured harp only the doomed may hear, it dances across No-Man's-Land searching out its next morsel.

Or so I've sketched out, use them as you see fit & write your own lore for them :) - This is my second sculpt for the TC universe & I'm quite pleased with the result & hope you enjoy it too.

Printed at the size of the supplied STL they stand about 90mm tall to the top of their head, it has a commanding presence in 32mm scale games.

9 Circle Campaign
size: 14 cm tall (Mother)
scale : 75mm
Design: Andres Rios
Campaign trailer:
youtube.com/watch?v=I79N1WFdcnU

360 movie:
youtube.com/watch?v=dxk9flIlA8k

This includes the Argent Guard miniature files. It sits on a Medium (50.8mm/2inch) base. It comes in 4 poses.

This miniature comes with optional presupported files for resin printing. These files come as ready to go STL files or Lychee files if you wish to edit the supports for your custom needs.

You can find my latest releases over on my Patreon!



The Argent Guard
The great city of Stormwall is contested over many factions that want to control the flow of gold and goods. From The Gutters to The Crown, there are all sorts of people that call this labyrinthine city home. Stormwall is brimming with corruption and villainy- in the end the only thing that matters is gold.

The higher districts of the city are much more luxurious than the rest of the city. The Crown, The Magisterium and The Upper Ring- each home to nobles and officials that legally run the entire city. From The Crown, the Lord of City rules the city in its entirety. To extend his reach to the lower districts and protect the higher districts, he commissioned the creation of The Argent Guard. Constructs designs to defends the upper rings and bring order to the slums of the lower rings.

Each Argent Guard is a finely crafted construct that looms over most people. Its tall slender design makes it quite different from most iron golems and such. Each guard wields a fine one-handed sword that is more like an unwieldy greatsword for most mortals. They wield these blades as a duellist or fencers wields a light rapier- with elegance and grace. Most notably is the a bright pristine half-cloak that each construct is outfitted with. A symbol of their role in the city as arbiters of order and the wealth of their master.

This includes the The False Hydra miniature. It sits on a Gargantuan (101.6mm) base. It also includes 4 'Grasping Hand' miniatures that sit on a medium(25.4mm) bases and 'Young False Hydra' that sits on a large (50.8mm) base. This miniature also comes with some example stats compatible with D&D 5e.

This miniature comes with optional presupported files for resin printing. These files come as ready to go STL files or Lychee files if you wish to edit the supports for your custom needs.

You can find my latest releases over on my Patreon!



The False Hydra

A horrifying creature that is spawned in places plagued by sin. This aberration crawls out from the earth and immediately begins hunting it's prey- humanoids. Through a strange discordant song it sings, it magically begins to alter the minds of humanoids that can hear it's 'Blindsong'.

Those charmed by it's ill will, their perspective of reality begins to fracture to avoid facing the horror of The False Hydra itself. Loved ones that fell prey to the insatiable hungry of The False Hydra are soon forgotten by their friends and family. This comes at a price, madness begins to flourish when the mind suffers from the stress of the song for long periods of time. It is said to be weak towards quicksilver and fire, but few get to test these theories or rumours. Some even say that it regenerates like a hydra, but even the severed pieces can grow into a Young False Hydra.

Eventually this nightmare grows into a gargantuan multi-headed horror with sunken empty eyes and distorted humanoid faces that few adventurers dare face or can even comprehend.

The False Knight stands on a 50.8mm/2inch base.

This miniature comes with optional presupported files for resin printing. These files come as ready to go STL files or Lychee files if you wish to edit the supports for your custom needs.



The False Knight
The false knight grows in shadow, and while often associated with dark pools of water or patches of spilled blood, obscure accounts suggest this isn’t always necessary for one to appear.

The creature’s appearance (for which it is named) is actually quite consistently documented. A looming, ten foot horror, arranging its flesh in a twisted mockery of a noble warrior, complete with flapping, toothed flesh resembling a cloak. Sages believe it takes this form to kill, imitating us. Imitating our behaviours. Our shapes.

It’s even said that it can sometimes take the exact shape of another creature, not just imitating them, but becoming them, stuffing itself into a grisly approximation of their skin. The false knight’s body is actually ooze-like—an amorphous mass that can change shape or size at will, within limits. It hardens its exterior to function as armor, but can easily liquefy these chitinous plates when squeezing under your door at night.

And yet, for its stealth, the false knight wants to be seen. Unlike other false entities which exist in the blind spot of the mortal mind, the knight operates differently. Its appearance doesn’t just draw attention—it dominates it, rendering creatures unable to pay attention to anything else. Like exposed flesh sticking to a hot stove, the false knight sears itself into the base levels of your brain, forcing you to look. Gaining strength from your fear.

Lord of Leeches – once a devoted battlefield healer, known for using leeches to cleanse wounds and draw sickness from dying soldiers. He walked among the fallen as a symbol of fragile hope, saving lives where others saw only death.

But over time, surrounded by endless suffering and despair, he began to crave more than simple healing. Dark whispers offered him power—the ability not just to cure, but to control life itself. He gave in, and his methods became something far more sinister.

His leeches no longer fed on disease, but on strength, vitality, and the very soul. The wounded he once saved became his victims, drained slowly as he stole their last remnants of life.

At the heart of his corruption lies a single monstrous leech that burrowed into his body and never left. With every life he drains, it grows larger, twisting and tearing him from within. His body decays and stretches under its presence, yet he continues to feed, bound to the hunger he created.

Now, he wanders the battlefield as a cursed figure—no longer a healer, but a living parasite, feared by all who still cling to life.

Note: Physical Model

Two Gluttons, cursed together to wander the earth, filled with insatiable hunger. One, mutated beyond recognition of the mortal it once was, feels the constant need to consume but is no longer able to swallow things it hopes to devour.  No matter what it tries, it cannot eat, but still grows in size. Blessed by foul plague demons, new, putrid apendages and growths sprout from it's disgusting mass. The maddening process causes agonising pain as it is driven to greater acts of despiration to satiate it's hunger. This being, is known only as feast, though it may never do so.  The Second, s husk of what once was, is destined to wither no matter how much it consumes. Carried in the mouth of it's companion, it's body is mangled and tortured with every attempt to eat that it's disgusting ally makes. This rotten husk is the being known as Famine.  Neither are able to die, no wound can permanently kill them, nor can their foul gluttony claim them.  Both are cursed to wander the earth, mangled and mutated by dark blessings from gluttonous masters and driven by a hunger that neither will ever be freed from. One grows grotesque despite it's inability to consume, while the other withers and rots as if in the midst of a desperate famine, despite never stopping it's consumption.  Now arising as a singular entity, their gluttonous needs have driven them mad. As their hunger grows more desperate by the day, it was inevitable that human flesh would become their vile craving. Now they wander the battlefield, consuming who and what they will, and leaving nought but devestation in their wake.  Fear the comming of the servants of gluttony, fear the cursed creation known as Feast and Famine.   

Hello and welcome to the first minature created to support the Feelnopaint youtube channel. Over the five years i've been back in the hobby i've always tried to use the platform that i have to do some good for those around me and give back to my community.   

So, every purchase of this minature will donate 10% of the proceeds to a charity of my subscribers choice for every 20 of these STLS's that are sold.  the rest is split between myself and the STL's creator, so that i can hopefully bring you more grim and gritty minatures for you table top needs.  For now though, feast your eyes on feast and Famine, and if you'd like to check out my channel that covers the lore of games like 1490 doom, Trench crusade and Konflikt47, then head to the link below: https://www.youtube.com/@FeelNoPaintStudios   or find me on instagram at: https://www.instagram.com/charityminipainter/   Thank you all for coming, and i'll see you all soon.    -Duke (Feel No paint)