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Fallout: Miniatures - Cryptids - Wendigo Colossus

Fallout: Miniatures – Cryptids – Wendigo Colossus

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Expected Release Date 31/12/2024
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This miniatures set is part of THE WILDS OF APPALACHIA wave for Fallout: Miniatures. “The Wendigo are already damned creatures, monsters I tell ya. But that thing, not even hell could concoct something that twisted. Those things, they’re evil given flesh.” Wendigo are already a story book horror given form in the Wasteland, cannibalistic monsters that stalk the forests and caves…
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This miniatures set is part of THE WILDS OF APPALACHIA wave for Fallout: Miniatures.

“The Wendigo are already damned creatures, monsters I tell ya. But that thing, not even hell could concoct something that twisted. Those things, they’re evil given flesh.”
Wendigo are already a story book horror given form in the Wasteland, cannibalistic monsters that stalk the forests and caves of Appalachia. But, as with so much in Post-war America, there is so much worse out there. Deeper in those same caves, conglomerated masses of vile hatred have been suffused into malefic forms, men so lost to their own urges that they become both less, and more than human. The Wendigo Colossus is just that, a thing that defies reason and exists only to stalk, slaughter and satiate its eternal lust for still-warm flesh.

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This miniatures set is part of THE WILDS OF APPALACHIA wave for Fallout: Miniatures.

“The Wendigo are already damned creatures, monsters I tell ya. But that thing, not even hell could concoct something that twisted. Those things, they’re evil given flesh.”
Wendigo are already a story book horror given form in the Wasteland, cannibalistic monsters that stalk the forests and caves of Appalachia. But, as with so much in Post-war America, there is so much worse out there. Deeper in those same caves, conglomerated masses of vile hatred have been suffused into malefic forms, men so lost to their own urges that they become both less, and more than human. The Wendigo Colossus is just that, a thing that defies reason and exists only to stalk, slaughter and satiate its eternal lust for still-warm flesh.