Warhammer 40k: Dark Heresy
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Warhammer 40k: Dark Heresy
"The Primarch reborn demands the impossible, but only in death does duty end."
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has someone done this yet?
Warhammer 40k: Astartes II
The light of the late afternoon, discoloured by the storm, flooded the chamber through high windows. A long table, carved from stone, dominated the length of the room. Around it were twenty-one chairs, all built for the scale of a primarch. Each one was cut from the same mountain granite as the table. The chair backs were draped with banners. The great seat, at the head of the long table was draped with the pennant of Terra. Two of the other pennants were plain and made of bleached, un-dyed cloth. The other eighteen were the banners of the Legiones Astartes.
‘You did this?’ The Lion asked.
‘Are you mocking it?’ asked Guilliman.
The Lion shook his head. ‘It moves me. You still believe in a day when all of us, all of us, can sit at a table with our father, as equals, and talk of the matters of empire.’
‘All of us,’ Guilliman nodded.
‘You made this room in anticipation of that?’
‘Yes, many years ago. Does that make me sentimental?’ asked Guilliman.
Sisters of Battle
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Warhammer 40,000 Combat
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