This story is a gem honestly
What I particularly like is that every author in Warhammer glorifies their own weapons master. And the masters themselves love to boast about what geniuses they are, even the humble Vulkan lol.
'As for me...' Vulkan laughed humourlessly, spreading his arms to encompass the forge and the vault beyond. 'I am my father's weapon-maker, but unlike Ferrus or Perturabo, I specialise in the unique.'
So this supposedly humble guy is quite the show-off himself.
As he passed through this slender portal, T'kell marvelled at how thick the doors were, at the sheer incredible artifice of their construction. Despite their ostensible function, they were as beauteous as any of Vulkan's creations. Had Ferrus Manus made these doors they would be cold, ugly things. Impervious, secure, but ultimately bland. Where the Lord of Iron was a smith, Vulkan was an artisan, or so T'kell believed.
It's just remarkable how the Salamanders are so eager to praise their father and compare him to others lol. And let me remind you that Ferrus Manus actually forged a golden sword for Fulgrim. But baby lizards are so convinced that their daddy is the best that in their minds Gorgon apparently has a "make it ugly" button.
