Gargant of Jagga, by Dennis Palmkvist [40k]

Gargant of Jagga, by Dennis Palmkvist

Written by Karak Norn Clansman, based on background story by Dennis Palmkvist:

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Yonder galactic east, far out and away across the starspangled nightsky, can be found the dead world that was once known as Jagga. A barren pearl spinning around its star in Ultima Segmentum, Jagga was not always a lifeless rock marred by impossibly large scars. Once upon a time, Jagga was the haven of the Star Krumpas, a mighty pirate fleet of Ork Freebooterz.

Ramshackle starships once shot out from Jagga in search of prey in the void, with millions of Greenskins aboard stomping their feet in eager anticipation of crude adventure while chanting 'Ere we go!

The Ork world of Jagga was likewise once famous for its dangerous herds of moonbison, with many raucous exploits of daring-do taking place as Greenskin herders tried to impose their will upon the equally dim-witted beasts.

The denizens of Jagga once joined mighty expeditions of warfare and plunder, and they gained renown and bragging rights as good fighters for forming part of Waaagh! Ghazghkull during the Second War for Armageddon, for they bloodied their rusted arms in humie flesh.

That was all once upon a time.

A time now gone by.

A time eaten alive by the alien swarm of Hive Fleet Behemoth.

A time ground down into oblivion by Tyranid bioships as massive fleet battles raged between Ork Freebooterz and the tendrils of the Great Devourer.

A time in the past, without a future, except for one scrappy remnant of Orks. For not all the Greenskins of Jagga perished under the endless tide of claws. A single Kill Kroozer managed to escape the closing jaws of the Hive Fleet by mechanical accident, catapulting itself through the Warp with a single Gargant abord. Denied their final fight with the alien swarm, the Orks grew enraged and attacked one another in the mother of all brawls.

So cataclysmic was the internecine violence of the survivors of Jagga, that they barely registered the Khornate Daemons that manifested aboard and joined the fray. So monstrous was the wrath of the last Orks of Jagga, that the civil war threatened to tear the vessel apart in the maddening depths of the Realms of Chaos.

What saved the battered horde aboard Kill Kroozer Pigstikka was the sudden outburst of noise and rhythm that emanated through ducts and ventilation shafts. The Orks froze mid-violence, and listened. They listened as crazed Ork rockers played out their doomsday riff. Their weapons sank to the floor as demented Greenskin musicians yelled and filled the ship with a mangled tune. They listened as Guns 'n' Fungus played out the fall of Jagga and the great scrap against the chitinous swarm.

Soon, all the Orks aboard the Kill Kroozer acted as if set ablaze by the music. They shouted in disjointed singing-along. They stomped their boots and fired their shootas into the roof. A new purpose filled them, as the lead singer bawled out his epic stanzas. For they were the survivors of Jagga, participants in the greatest of all fights and chosen by Gork, or possibly Mork, to spread the word and ignite the stars with the burning violence that befell their dead homeworld.

The planet of Jagga might be dead and sucked dry by the Tyranids, yet the last Orks and Grots of Jagga set out to bring green destruction to all that they could find. For the blasting of gun is their bass and the shrieking of victims is their refrain.

Sing, boys!

Sing it with us!

Waaagh!

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What you witness here is the culmination of a mad and glorious project by one Ork Warboss from Sweden, known as Dennis "the Menace" Palmkvist. Behold the jolly scratchbuild that is the fruit of his Mekboy genius!

This Gargant graced a Warhammer 40'000 tournament in Västerås in early 2025 Anno Domini, and it was one heck of a challenge for Dennis to get out of the house to then transport for a good while to its destination at slow speed.

Gaze upon this walking Greenskin funhouse and savour all its layers upon layers of details. Here you will find life as Gretchin play cards and Orks drop a human prisoner to certain death. Here you will likewise find a plethora of Easter egg posters looted by the Orks to then adorn their Gargant home, of which some come from a post-apocalyptic setting.

Dennis worked long and hard on this ambitious project.

As for myself, I chipped in a little help in the form of three quick sculpts. Keep an eye out for an impaled Squat, a Grot painter and a Grot lookout!

All credit goes to Dennis Palmkvist for this marvellous creation. Background information on Jagga can be found here.

Cheers!





















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