The next of the boys' Christmas pressies... blue scribes for a Tzeentch chaos army. Went a bit dieselpunk with this one.... replacing a book and pen with an olde school typewriter. The daemon at the back winds it onto the spindle and slices off each spell scroll with his big scissors!
The scribes off their disc. The one operating the typewriter (I forget their names) has his eyeglass finely tuned to scry the winds of magic!
And the disc without the scribes. Shaped MDF with green stuff sacks and many cut-up artstraw scrolls!