The Beast of Armageddon…’ Guilliman tilted his head as he considered the words. For a being such as him even a minor gesture was loaded with potency and meaning. ‘You mean to pursue this course?’ Helbrecht while injured dreams of meeting predecessor officers as well as his dead friend, who basically tell him to just keep serving, just keep serving, just keep serving serving serving, what do we do we serve...

Helbrecht, High Marshall of the Imperium, wages unceasing war in the name of the Emperor. But when faith and duty are no longer in alignment, Helbrecht must make a quest of pilgrimage to recover a relic of his chapter, and perhaps to recover his own sense of identity as well . . .Helbrecht slammed his bionic fist against the chamber’s desk. Primarch or no, none questioned his honour without reproach. ‘I would choose duty and honour. My warriors gather – numbers enough for our task but far from enough to minister to every world that cries for succour. The defenders of such worlds bear their own aegis of faith. Sisters of Battle, Militarum regiments, other Chapters who are closer. The Emperor has set this task before me – as His servant, should I not do His will?’ He received the primarch in his sanctum, the Galleria Astra, still rimed with the detritus of war. He had turned the arming servitors, serfs and Neophytes – all eager to attend upon him and see to his armour – away, preferring to meet the primarch as a commander fresh from war. By will alone he stilled the tremble in his flesh and allowed himself to exhale. This was a singular moment. One he had yearned for and dreaded in equal measure. To see a fragment of the exalted past walk the stars anew; beholding a son of the God-Emperor Himself as he strode the galaxy. The bringer of wrath and flame. The fury of the heavens kindled. You speak of the battles that have been fought. Helsreach, the Void and Ash Wastes crusades. I have studied the history of many Chapters and many wars as I seek to heal my father’s beleaguered empire. I would give you new objectives in place of the old. Service in lieu of vengeance. Aurilla, Ophelia VII, Dachsus, Orteg III. They, along with dozens of other shrine worlds, are within reach of your gathering forces. A hammer blow against those who would strike against the Imperium’s morale.’ Farsight: Empire of Lies by Phil Kelly is available as an MP3 audiobook, narrated by Andrew Wincott and Helen McAlpine.

So far, we're 3 for 3 with the Character Series being "Good books that should have been longer." Prophet of the Waaaagh! Has yet to be beaten, in my esteem (and Shadowsun certainly won't, lol.)It is the Emperor’s will that he return to us now. As the galaxy splits and evil walks abroad, so too must the glories of the Great Crusade stir anew. Would that it had been our own gene-sire. To see Rogal Dorn once again at the galaxy’s helm…

Far from the T’au Empire, Commander Farsight continues his crusade against the greenskins. However on the daemon-haunted world of Arthas Moloch, he learns some truths that shake him to his core. Farsight: Empire of Lies will be now available as an audiobook. Overall, lots of good ideas. It's an easy read that is sufficiently 40k for me, Roomsky, the arbiter of 40k-ness. It's just kind of messy. To Taste. A fine soldier. A great leader of men. Yet despite all that, he was guided, at times, by his own will and wants. He erred in that, perhaps.’ The story mostly takes place on Hevaran, a ruin world. I don’t know if Collins created the concept or not. But either way it feels wonderfully appropriate to the setting.When Marc pitched a novel following on from Helbrecht’s first meeting with the Primarch, it’s a moment where faith clashes with reason and the High Marshall comes away ‘shamed’,” adds Will. “We knew we had to explore that pivotal moment.” Commander Farsight has defeated the Imperial forces in the Damocles Gulf, but his work is far from over. As he fights the Orks, other forces are hard at work to ensure Farsight falls on the daemon-haunted world of Arthas Moloch.

Rise,’ Guilliman said, to dispel the fleeting moment of awkwardness. ‘It is enough that bureaucrats and functionaries greet me upon their knees – it is no place for a warrior.’ When Aaron Dembski-Bowden introduced us to Helbrecht as something more than a name in a codex, I got the subtle feeling that this was a complex and ultimately compassionate (for the setting and being an astartes) man who viewed his service as a weighty responsibility towards their people, their faith, and their Primarch and his decision to send Grimaldus to fight at Helsreach to teach him a lesson in the humility and (stunted) humanity they should exhibit. I felt like ADB wanted us to understand that Helbrecht was a deep and complex character. Heading to an ancient fortress that Bolheim saw in a vision, they rescue two more tech marines from a gunship that managed to escape the Frigate. APCs catch up to them and an Iron Warrior reveals himself at last. During the skirmish the Iron Warrior engages the Pimaris Helbrecht with a power axe and nearly klls him before Helbrecht's long time friend blitzes the traitor and buys time for squad Helbrecht to withdraw into the gunship and escape. O, Emperor, how you test me. How you offer me an easier path and tempt me with what seems to be the very voice of righteousness.

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The original Verminlord, the classic Thanquol and Boneripper, Ikit Claw, Queek Headtaker, Plague Lord Nurglitch, and Deathmaster Snikch will only be available for a short period of time, so make sure you act fast, yes-yes. We’ll also have more news on the Citadel Colour paints, and you can join us to Hang Out and Hobby as we build-up to the big Paintathon . Here it is. Everyone's talked about it, wanted to see it, made their own stories about it, drew pictures of it. The meeting between Guilliman and Helbrecht. The Primarch and the High Marshal. It was forged from the shards of my brother’s own blade. When he found our father’s broken body, when he saw what Horus had done to Him, he knew despair. He knew what it meant to fail the very reason for your existence. Everything in him understood the stakes which we had faced, and the price of defeat.’ He shook his head. ‘And there was defeat, even in victory. My brother, Rogal Dorn, a man of stone, broke his sword over his knee. He felt unworthy of wielding his weapon, knowing it had never had the chance to be raised in defence of our father – not when it truly mattered.’ When you’re as faithful as Helbrecht and find yourself chastised by the God-Emperor’s reborn son, what do you do?”, asks Will. “You do your duty. This is a story filled to the brim with pathos, heart, and the very best Space Marine action, as Helbrecht journeys the penitential path.”