[IS THE NEW MEXICO-STYLE GREEN CHILI AND LAMB STEW. IT'S SPICY STUFF. AND THE ONLY REASON WHY ANY OF YOU’S STILL AROUND. I GO TO HATCH. THAT'S A TOWN IN SOUTHERN NEW MEXICO.]
a whole bunch of drawings of my warhammer 40k oc tervis :-) they are a tech-priest dominus and they have a horrible life and then they die. i love them extremely. i also put them in pathologic and mechanicus just to see what would happen
/ id in alt text, except the text in the final two images which was too long to fit. the text in the penultimate image reads:
Tervis: “Why do you force me to live? Damn you! Your cure is poison to me. Now I shall never be blessed. You should have left me to bleed.” Below are three dialogue options: “Don’t be absurd. I wasn’t going to watch you die.” / “What makes you think you deserve suffering?” / “I wish I had.” At the bottom of the image is a line of dialogue which Tervis has just spoken: “The air is foul. There is rot in this place. The stench of corruption shall be -- what was it? What was it? The stench of corruption shall be...swept aside...”
The text in the final image reads:
Tervis: “There is no time to delay. This place reeks of corruption. We linger at our peril.”