Fallout: Wasteland Warfare: Cult of the Mothman: Mothman Eclipse
This miniatures set is part of THE WILDS OF APPALACHIA wave for Fallout: Miniatures. “Red eyes, glowing deep in the forests. I can see them watching me, always watching me. But when I try to find them all I find is emptiness, and a distant noise - a buzzing that burrows into my mind.”
The Mothman has seemingly endured since long before the great war, a creature that moves through the wilds of Appalachia upon buzzing wings. Whereas cults have followed in its wake, the Mothman is not a singular creature, instead there are many of its kind across the wilds - each varied and unique in its own actions and personalities. What they want is a mystery to most - though Priests and Cultists gather in ritual to try and divine deific action from their passing. Each Mothman is an unknown, a creature that persists through all things.
Contents:
1 Mothman
2 Hatchlings
3 Plastic Bases
This miniatures set is part of THE WILDS OF APPALACHIA wave for Fallout: Miniatures. “Red eyes, glowing deep in the forests. I can see them watching me, always watching me. But when I try to find them all I find is emptiness, and a distant noise - a buzzing that burrows into my mind.”
The Mothman has seemingly endured since long before the great war, a creature that moves through the wilds of Appalachia upon buzzing wings. Whereas cults have followed in its wake, the Mothman is not a singular creature, instead there are many of its kind across the wilds - each varied and unique in its own actions and personalities. What they want is a mystery to most - though Priests and Cultists gather in ritual to try and divine deific action from their passing. Each Mothman is an unknown, a creature that persists through all things.
Contents:
1 Mothman
2 Hatchlings
3 Plastic Bases
Original: $29.94
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$10.48Description
This miniatures set is part of THE WILDS OF APPALACHIA wave for Fallout: Miniatures. “Red eyes, glowing deep in the forests. I can see them watching me, always watching me. But when I try to find them all I find is emptiness, and a distant noise - a buzzing that burrows into my mind.”
The Mothman has seemingly endured since long before the great war, a creature that moves through the wilds of Appalachia upon buzzing wings. Whereas cults have followed in its wake, the Mothman is not a singular creature, instead there are many of its kind across the wilds - each varied and unique in its own actions and personalities. What they want is a mystery to most - though Priests and Cultists gather in ritual to try and divine deific action from their passing. Each Mothman is an unknown, a creature that persists through all things.
Contents:
1 Mothman
2 Hatchlings
3 Plastic Bases
