SOTNYK (Lieutenant)

The Sotnyk is the hard spine of every Cossack company, a commander whose authority is forged in mud, fire, and the brutal rhythm of trench warfare. His strength is not born of privilege or distance from the front, but of shared hardship. He knows the weight of frostbitten nights, the suffocating silence before bombardments, and the chaos of charges where the line trembles on the edge of collapse. His bulava is more than a relic of the old steppe; it is a mark of resolve, a reminder that discipline must hold when the lines waver, that tradition and duty are not ornaments but anchors in the storm.

Armed with revolver, rifle, or whatever relics the campaign offers, he leads from the front, never demanding of his warriors anything he would not face himself. His courage is not reckless but deliberate, a living example that steadies men more than any shouted order. To follow the Sotnyk is to know that one’s commander will bleed beside them, endure beside them, and if necessary, fall beside them.

When darkness presses close and the fields burn with unholy light, it is the Sotnyk who steadies the line. His commands are brief, his faith quiet but firm, his presence enough to turn fear into discipline. He does not waste words, for in war words are fragile; instead, he gives direction with the certainty of one who knows that hesitation kills. His voice cuts through smoke and panic, binding men together into a single will.

To his enemies he is the figure that refuses to break, the immovable point that denies them victory. To his own he is the centre around which hope gathers, the living reminder that even in the worst of nights, the line can endure. His authority is not imposed but earned, hammered into shape by the trust of those who have seen him stand unflinching when all seemed lost.

The Sotnyk is not immortal, nor invulnerable, but his spirit is larger than his body. Even when wounded, even when exhausted, his presence alone is enough to remind his warriors that they are not abandoned, that the line is more than men — it is resolve itself.

“Where the Sotnyk stands, the line does not fall.”

Fully compatible with Trench Crusade

A dream for painters and grimdark collectors

The set – “SOTNYK #1 (LIEUTENANT)”, designed by Wargames Crew

Variations:

Bulava (club), sabre, pistol, autopistol, SMG, Ceremonial Bulava (for fan rules).
Gas mask head, bare head, and a gas mask on the belt.

Overall height 46 mm, with a base size of 32 mm.

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