I'm working on one now, pushing well beyond the historical into David Lynch meets Tacitus territory: a Celt with a second atavistic head sprouting from his neck in a combination of ratted out Centurion parade armor and stolen finery. Better seen than explained, I should have it and a few others up and posted by midweek. This went from being a quick side project to a time sucking (but fun) monstrosity. It's trouble when the figures start tenderly whispering "F@ck Work!" in your ear.