Warhammer Noob Reacts to If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device Episode 20

Yes, two Primarchs make their return this episode. Vulkan returns to the overjoyed Salamanders, with their Forgefather being present. That is a unique position within the Salamanders who had it as their main duty to find the artifacts that were left behind by Vulkan. Their Primarch had a thing where he'd sometimes enter a fugue state where when he snapped out of it had created some kind of potent weapon ranging from a perfectly made weapon of war to a doomsday weapon. During the Heresy Vulkan ordered his most trusted man to melt down all but nine of these items, and hid them across the galaxy before his disappearance. Three of which are carried by the current Forgefather: a spear, a gauntlet with a built-in flamethrower and a cloak that protects the wearer from fire. Two more are used by the Salamanders: one is a giant space laser to defend their planet and one is a giant forge ship that lets them make all of their goodies. Four are still missing, but they're the ones that he, Cato Sicarius, shoves into the Forgefather's bedroom. As far as I know the Salamanders have always been the same #000000 shade of black. Both the rank and file Marines as well as Vulkan himself have their models with a black skin tone. This does not mean that they're African: a good chunk of them have caucasian features but with a dark skin tone, but there's also a few with Asian features, like the rather recently introduced brother Sa'kan. And yes, that's his actual name. If you want more African space marines there's the Celestial Lions, who have both an awesome color scheme (gold with blue, and star charts etched into the blue parts) and have been a tragic object lesson about how you should not mouth off to the Inquisition when you don't have the military might to cash the cheques that your mouth is writing. While on the subject of colors, there's quite a few oddballs. The old color scheme of the Minotaurs before they went brass and red was white and red diagonal stripes over their entire armor. Have fun painting that. Then there's the Howling Griffons, who are red and yellow but it's divided into four quarters, with the left leg and the right arm being red and the opposite parts in yellow. The meeting point being in the center of their belt buckles, so have fun painting that as well. But you REALLY want something fun to paint, get yourself some Harlequins. Just look at the diamond patterns on the regular Harlequin Troupe. As for the Dark Angels... hoo boy. They are quite the secretive and shadowy bunch, but here it's taken to its neurotical conclusion. During the Heresy they had a civil war of their own, which saw their primarch mortally wounded and had to recover for 10000 years under the care of the Watchers in the Dark, these... creatures in the Jawa robes that can be just about anything, but the Dark Angels tolerate them. The escaped traitors became the Fallen, and have waged war on their kin for ten millenia. The Dark Angels see this as someting particularly shameful and hunt them down while suppressing all information on them. Any non-Dark Angels who learns of them can look forward to a swift destruction, and those brothers who do can look foward to a fast promotion to the Inner Circle. These are the first two companies of the Dark Angels, the Terminator armor-clad Deathwing and the bike-heavy Ravenwing, who know the truth of the Fallen and aid in hunting them down. Those unfortunate enough to be captured can look forward to a not so tender session with the Dark Angels' Interrogator-Chaplains, who in the Dark Angels have the extra duty of taking any captured Fallen and making them "confess" to their heresy by torturing them to death. And given that these are Space Marines, that is NOT an easy task. Asmodai in particular is a Chaplain of middling rank, mainly because he's a colossal pain in everyone's asses and more than a few Fallen he took care of died before they could confess, but the man has the kind of zeal that you rarely see in a Space Marine and can be something of a madlad. And yes, it is him, Rogal Dorn.

Beriorn