This month, The Bannerman returns to the Fallen Lineage and steps into one of its most feared traditions: the cult of the Blood Priestesses.
After the fall and the exile, the Vaelyrhim were cut away from ancient sources of power. The blood of their own lineage became more than inheritance. It became a bond, a ritual currency, and the last path left to a people who refused to vanish. From that need came secret circles, hidden vows, and a faith shaped by two inseparable presences: Naraeth, Death, and Calanthia, the Mother.
The miniatures of this month are born from that duality. They are not only about sacrifice. They are about survival. They are not only about death. They are about the stubborn will of a wounded people still claiming a future.
Blood Altar
The Blood Altar is the heart of this war procession.
Crowned by the image of the Blood God, it is dragged to the front like a moving shrine, turning the battlefield into a place of offering. Every chain, wheel, and ceremonial figure speaks of the same belief: for the Vaelyrhim, spilled blood is not wasted. It is offered, measured, and returned to the lineage as power.
It is also one of the largest and most complex pieces we have created so far. For gaming, the slaves are mounted on two separate independent bases, so the altar can be used without them when you need a cleaner setup on the table, or displayed in its full form when you want the complete narrative impact.
High Priestess
The High Priestess belongs to the first tradition born after the exile: women who studied in secret how to keep the lineage alive when everything else had been lost.
She is not merely a servant of the Blood God. She is the keeper of a broken faith rebuilt through necessity, where Naraeth and Calanthia walk side by side. In her hand, sacrifice is not simple death. It is a terrible declaration of continuity.
When she stands before the altar, the Vestals do not see only a priestess. They see proof that the Fallen Lineage still breathes.
Bloody Vestals on Foot
The Bloody Vestals on Foot are the armed heirs of those secret circles.
Their forms carry the central contradiction of the cult: sharp armour, covered faces, blades prepared for the offering, and at the same time bodies that evoke life, motherhood, and endurance. They serve Naraeth, but they have not forgotten Calanthia.
That is why they matter so deeply within the Fallen Lineage. They are not warriors who kill for excess. They are priestesses who fight because their people learned that survival also demands blood.
Bloody Vestals on Horse
The Bloody Vestals on Horse carry the rite beyond the altar.
At full gallop, Vaelyrhim devotion ceases to be ceremony and becomes pursuit. Their mounts cross the battlefield like a promise fulfilled: the blood claimed by the god does not always wait at the shrine. Sometimes it must be taken among spears, dust, and screams.
In them, the life-and-death duality becomes even clearer. They protect the continuity of the lineage, but they do it by bringing death to those who thought themselves beyond reach.
Princess on Raptor
The Princess on Raptor shows another face of the Fallen Lineage: the nobility that survived exile without surrendering its right to command.
She does not belong to the silence of the altar, but she belongs to the same wounded world. Her authority comes from blood, name, and the houses that still remember what was taken from them. Mounted on a raptor, she does not advance as a ceremonial figure, but as an heir ready to reclaim with steel what her lineage still considers its own.
Alongside the priestesses and the altar, she completes the month with a more martial presence: faith opens the road, but Vaelyrhim nobility still knows how to take it.