Jan 31, 2018
Void Geists Flesh Chaplain WIP. Sometimes I don't know when to stop :D
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Void Geists Flesh Chaplain WIP. Sometimes I don't know when to stop :D
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The room was silent, except for the monotonous drone of the chanting servo skulls. Should anyone have violated the sanctity of the place, they would have been greeted by an eye-watering smell of incense. The chamber was not empty though. A huge form was kneeling at its heart, head lowered, his voice mingling with the skulls' drone. The chaplain was praying. He was praying the Emperor to give him strength to shepherd the souls he had been trusted with. +Grall.+ a voice said in his head. +I hear your prayers. You honor me by keeping true to your faith. You will not fail.+"Emperor?" Grall said with his flesh voice, the surprise of the contact making him break his reverent silence. "Lord... Is that you?"+Yes, indeed. You are wiser than you think, Grall. You are a warrior as much as a guide. You do the Imperium a great honor with your deeds. You will be remembered+ The contact broke and Grall rose, the urge of donning his armor stronger than he had ever felt. The helmet sealed with a whooshing sound, unlike the usual hiss of air, and he caught his reflection in one of the glass panels of the casket holding his crozius. He jerked back, his armor now wreathed in bluish arcs of energy making him look like one of the wraiths of old. But he knew. Deep in his heart he knew that his vision was true. Reverently, he opened the casket, his hand reaching for the holy weapon secured inside. Recognizing its master, the crozius flared to life, a fiery halo now wreathing it.
Void Geists reinforcements incoming!
So here is a good part of the only flesh astartes for my homebrew chapter, the Void Geists. Still missing a couple of Chaplains and Librarians though.
Now onto finding a chapter emblem and a base armor color for the captain on the right...
Another spooky marine done, whose official chapter denomination is the Void Geists.
//Let me introduce you to part of the commanding structure of the Void Geists. From left to right :
- Percival, Flesh Librarian, with his ghost cherub Ephren
- Ysolld Rex, Flesh Captain, master of the Honor Guard
- Grall, Flesh Chaplain. He has been touched by the Emperor and now his armor is permanently shining with power
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“Rise.” the chaplain commanded, his vox-altered voice turning into a snarl.
The captain rose, unable to resist the commanding tone of his brother. He kept his head bowed, reverently looking at the ground.
“Ysolld was your name.’ the chaplain continued. ‘But Ysolld you no longer are. By His will you are reborn as Ysolld Rex, Flesh Captain of the Void Geists, Master of the Guard, the Living Prince. The Purple Mantle is the highest honor ever bestowed on a living warrior. Bear it with pride. Bear it with humility, lest He will enact His will on you, stripping you of honor and life. You are us, Ysolld Rex. Bear our colors with pride. Let the galaxy know the Void Geists still live! Let the galaxy know we still serve! Let them know we will serve until the end of times!”
At these words the chaplain ritually embraced the young captain, sealing his new rank. Ysolld Rex only now dared raise his eyes, white eye lenses meeting red ones.
“Make us proud Ysolld Rex. I vouched for you, and I know you will not let us down.
- Yes brother. I will uphold the honor of the chapter until the day I die. None shall soil it as long as I draw breath.”
The chaplain bowed his head, giving the sign of the Aquila as Ysolld Rex turned on his heel, leaving the chapel to meet with his men.