Winter is harsh in the mountains of the Great North. Survival is truly of the fittest. Axe in hand, this Frost Giant is out seeking sustenance. Gods have mercy on whomever and whatever might cross his path. The intense cold makes him hungrier. The hunger makes him meaner. It's time to seek cover from the icy winds and the humungous hunter stalking his prey in them.
The model is from Reaper Bones. He's called a Frost Giant Guard. To contrast his blue skin, I painted his furs and leathers in shades of brown. Instead of the standard silver for the metal, I used a nickel (the axe blade and coins are silver). I went with royal blue for the cloth in the front.
He turned out pretty darn well. He looks like a bad mo fo. He's so scary it sends a chill down my spine.
Take a look. Thanks for stopping by. I greatly appreciate it.