Death Brigade

They were all once young, bright-eyed, happy orks... can barely contain themselves. I can't blame them. It's a great honor and once in a lifetime event to be deemed worthy of the Death Brigade...

I pity him as we walk toward the peak. The initiation ritual is about to begin. As the tribe's Shaman, it's my duty to prepare him and lead the lad to the site. After bridge, everything is out of my hand.

He'll soon find out why no one comes to Hallowpeak...


...and why those entered into the Death Brigade never smile anymore...

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Sketch commission for bigfootgolem
I really like the concept so I worked more on it, so it's not really just a sketch anymore.