Do you know... the giants? The silver one... and the black one.
The air itself tore open in a cataclysm over the arid lands and the giants fell through. The foreign lands phased the silver one, but they say the black one was prepared, for they took battle right away. They were not satisfied and they would fight to the end.
They fought through the night. They were large and powerful, destroying the grounds in the wake of their battle. Their might echoed across Maanos.
...But every battle comes to an end. The black one won at sunrise, but in an act of mercy forgave his opponent. The titans reconciled... and vanished.
Their fate unknown, they marked the rise of the ones in the shadows. Unheard of, forgotten, solitary. Entities rose far and wide, each seeking their own ends.
The mad scavenger of the keep: The Leech.
Cultists dedicated to the realms of the mind: The Dreamers.
...And the reclusive warriors of the Sanctum: The Divided.
But... life was in peril. The dead were restless, the living refused to die, the inanimate wouldn't remain unmoving... And when natural order is not contained, wardens will rise...
Today it has been exactly 7 years since I uploaded my selfmoc's first version online. To celebrate that occasion, I gave him a major overhaul just for this day. This marks as his 3rd version as a warden and 12th version as my selfmoc. They grow up so fast. Literally. He's 45cm tall, which is way bigger than any other version of his before.
I'm truly satisfied with how he looks now and also got to implement some sweet designs, like 5-digit hands and a posable mouth with teeth that remains subtle.
I hope you like him as much as I do.
The back initially looked a little better, but the need to put some extra arm support gave the upper area some extra. I think this picture angle is a little off, since it doesn't look as bad live.
A blacklight version of one of the pictures. This is how one could encounter Monarth in their dreams, since dreamwalking is one of his main powers.
Thanks for looking.