Red Master killa

"Blood Angel Pasta Chief. He really likes the red sauce"

Hazing and the allure of chaos: Not all are blessed with the touch of beneficent Emperor. Where one rises, hundreds of others may have been forgotten by his grace. Worse of all they may even face persecution from those who they should call comrades. The 41st Millennium is awash in pain and suffering, much of it industrial, much of it on the battlefield. It is these small breaks out of the battle in which a Guardsmen has the time to recover. Yet, for some this may not even be the case. Long time veterans and higher ranked individuals make release their stress in a series of crude games played on the less fortunate. In other cases they will do such as a form of “Bonding” or as “Test of Loyalty”. For those organizing such things, it’s a way to blow off stress and test those below them. However there are those who may have far less tolerance for it then others and may be pushed to desperate acts. As such Chaos often times may not prey on the strong, tempting them to lend their power to another master, but rather tempt those at the bottom, with nothing left to lose. In many cases, it may be seen as their last and best way out of their current situation.

Вдогонку к армибоксу верховный маршал, да не простой, а именной. Хелбрехт.

The new Helbrecht model faithfully reimagines this classic piece of atmospheric artwork, with the Chapter Master of the Black Templars standing triumphantly over the body of an Ork, the fabled Sword of the High Marshals lodged in its chest.

As in the artwork, Helbrecht is accompanied by a pair of attendants. One of them is feverishly cleaning the Ork blood from the High Marshal’s blade, while the other just about manages to carry his combi-melta, Ferocity – to be fair, it is almost the size of the fella himself. 

Waaagh! Berman

Horus Heresy "The Master of Mankind"