I really love the way the flames came out, and with one layer of yellow glaze, yellow shade, orange shade, red glaze it is no surprise! After finishing it someone commented that my fire is actually backwards as the hottest parts should be the yellow areas. After thinking about it and not wanting to redo it I've decided that it makes more sense with "MAGIC". And if you notice his head is actually a hand holding a skull on fire, because he's an awesome flaming skull head wizard reading the rule book.
Back-story of hair and wizard as follows.
At the rewarding academy known as Elementary College of the Magical Arts (ECoMA) a young wizard's apprentice snuck into his masters private library (on a dare) and cracked open one of the oldest books on the nearest shelf. Skimming a few pages in he decided to test out his budding abilities and spoke one of the spells aloud in words of power. Of course with ancient magics such as those in this enchanted enchantment book our young apprentice managed to set fire to one of the libraries curtains. In his panic he tried undoing the spell with the only logical way possible, he read the spell backwards. Now this may seem like a silly idea to you but all words of power hold within them two separate forces held together in balance until tipped in either direction by one who knows how to call their power forth.
Sadly for our young apprentice he stumbled a bit in his haste and read too hastily causing his own head to catch on fire along with severing it from his neck. Now this might seem disastrous but luck was on his side as the magic that ignited and decapitated him did not sever him but magically separated the two parts and protected them as the fire did not burn his flesh but was cool at the source. Having your head rolling around on the floor was quiet disconcerting though so of course he tried to undo his second mistake and of course it it got worst as his neck grew fingers and the flesh on his head sloshed off as he picked it up.
Too ashamed to face his master after all that had happened too and in his library the young apprentice grabbed his head in one hand and ran from the academy into the near by woods. He now travels the land reading that book of his ever trying to find the right combination of words to undo the mess he landed himself in that fateful day. (Or something like that)
Kudos to the first person who realizes the slight error in the last image and says what I did wrong. Anyway I can't wait until I can field him on the plains of battle. In Mordheim he'll be my hired Wizard / Warlock or even my necromancer when I get some zombies for an undead warband. What does everyone think by the way?
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