Gloomskar Skumrot
Great Doomtreada
GLOOMSKAR SKUMROT
DA GREAT DOOMTREADA
BOSS MEK AN' SHINY HOARDA OF DA SHINY DOOMTREADAZ
DA GREAT DOOMTREADA
BOSS MEK AN' SHINY HOARDA OF DA SHINY DOOMTREADAZ
+++ DA SHINY ROLLZ IN — AN' IT'S COVERED IN YER STUFF NOW +++
APPEARANCE
Gloomskar Skumrot is a massive, battle-scarred Ork Big Mek, easily head-and-shoulders above most boyz. His deep green hide is criss-crossed with old fightin' scars an' crude wagon-wheel tattoos. A huge set of polished golden horns curve outta his kustom helmet, drippin' with looted chains an' tiny skulls. Multiple red-glowin' Mek-optic eyes stare out one big lens on the left side, three smaller ones clustered on the right, all wired straight into his skull. His lower jaw is reinforced with metal plates an' massive yellow tusks.
'E's clad in 'eavy scrap-plate armor bolted together from every faction 'e's ever krumped. Bits of Imperial aquilas, Space Marine pauldrons, even a Tyranid carapace chunk are welded on. Skulls dangle from his belt an' pauldrons, an' random shinies medals, broken swords, fancy chair legs are strapped or bolted all over 'im. One massive mechanical claw grips the controls of Da Shiny while the other holds a choppa made from a power-sword blade welded to a wagon axle.
PERSONALITY
Loud, boisterous, an' kunnin' like only a Deathskulls Mek can be. Gloomskar lives for two things: a proper scrap an' collectin' every shiny thing that ain't nailed down (an' even the nails if they're nice). He don't care if it's a humie governor's throne, a Space Marine helmet, a rusted cog, or a fancy banner — if it looks good, it goes on Da Shiny. He's loyal to his boyz as long as they keep feedin' his collection, an' he's got a wicked sense of humor, especially when somethin' explodes in a pretty way.
Motto: " If it ain't nailed down, it's mine. If it IS nailed down… well, da nails is mine too! "
BACKGROUND
Gloomskar started as a regular Mekboy tinkerin' with buggies an' trukks on some forgotten scrapworld. One day he realized wagons could carry WAY more loot than any boy could carry on his back. So he started boltin' extra plates, guns, an' storage racks onto everythin' with wheels. His first real breakthrough came when he rammed a whole Imperial tank column with a kustom battlewagon, flattenin' 'em flat an' strippin' every shiny bit in one glorious afternoon. The boyz cheered an' named him Da Great Doomtreada on the spot.
Now he leads a rollin' warband of wagons, battlewagons, an' looted transports that grind across any battlefield, crushin' foes an' loadin' up the spoils. The more he collects, the bigger Da Shiny gets an' the bigger Da Shiny gets, the more enemies come lookin' for a fight. Just the way Gloomskar likes it.
DA SHINY
The pride of the warband, a massive kustom Battlewagon turned mobile fortress, throne room, an' trophy hall. Da Shiny is absolutely buried in loot: Space Marine helmets swingin' like charms, Imperial banners flappin' from every antenna, chairs, statues, vehicle parts, glowin' gubbins, skulls, medals, even a few still-sparkin' power weapons. It might look like a junkyard on wheels, but all that extra scrap makes it tougher than a Gargant an' heavy enough to tread straight through tanks, buildings, or anythin' stupid enough to stand in the way.
Gloomskar sits on his Throne of Collected Victories right in the middle, shoutin' orders while the guns blaze an' the boyz hang off the sides.
THE WARBAND: DA SHINY DOOMTREADAZ
A medium-sized but growin' convoy of wagons, battlewagons, looted Imperial trucks, scrap-haulers, an' anythin' else with wheels an' an engine that still goes "vrooom." No fancy walkin' boyz here everythin' rolls. The warband hits like a noisy green avalanche: they roll over the enemy, grind 'em into paste, then stop for the best part strippin' the battlefield clean an' boltin' everythin' to the wagons. The bigger the fight, the bigger the haul.
STRENGTHS
- Kunnin' Mek Genius — Can repair, upgrade, or invent new kustom jobs mid-battle with nothin' but a wrench an' some scrap.
- Unstoppable Momentum — A whole convoy of reinforced wagons is almost impossible to stop once it gets rollin'.
- Loot-Fuelled Morale — The promise of fresh shinies keeps the boyz fightin' harder than any Warboss shoutin'.
- Heavy-Duty Durability — Da Shiny (an' Gloomskar himself) is covered in so much bolted-on armor that most weapons just bounce off.
- Versatile Dakka — Every wagon mounts extra guns, so the whole warband can pour out firepower in every direction while movin'.
- Shiny Obsession — Gloomskar (an' sometimes the whole warband) can get distracted mid-fight if somethin' extra-shiny catches their eye.
- Overloaded Wagons — Too much loot makes the convoy slower an' harder to turn; sometimes they get bogged down in their own junk.
- Anti-Vehicle Vulnerability — If the enemy brings meltas, krak missiles, or heavy anti-tank weapons, the wagons can start explodin' spectacularly.
- Predictable Tactics — "Roll over 'em an' take their stuff" works great… until it doesn't.
- No Infantry Support — The warband has almost no boyz who fight on foot, so if the wagons get stuck or destroyed, the fight can turn messy fast.
- Da Kustom Shoota — Triple-barreled monstrosity with a looted plasma coil; spits dakka an' sometimes explodes for extra fun.
- Da Big Choppa — Power-sword blade welded to a wagon axle — perfect for krumpin' an' lookin' dead shiny.
- Mek Tools — Welda, spanners, big wrench, an' a burna for fixin' wagons or settin' things on fire.
- Da Shiny Itself — Counts as both ride an' wargear. Extra junk armor + mounted guns make it a rollin' fortress.
"ROLL OUT DA SHINY! TREAD 'EM FLAT AN' STRAP IT ON!! WAAAGH!!"
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