In the grey half-light of the dust-shrouded dawn of Raltac Prime, ten ivory-armoured figures crouched. Amid the detritus of milennia of ceaseless industry, they waited. Patience was a hunters' virture, something that Ögter felt was often forgotten amongst his brethren. The quarry was closing, a hunt that had begun nearly thirty hours ago would soon come to its inevitable conclusion. Ögter flexed his powered gauntlet as he regarded the stream of tactical data scrolling past his vision. As if on cue, the gun-metal slab of a IVth. Legion Land Raider rounded a scrapheap the height of a battle-titan, some 50 metres northeast. It churned through the rustpiles, the inexorable scrape and grind of metal on metal heralding the approach of another of its kind, and behind his reinforced faceplate, Ögter broke into a feral smile. The Iron Warriors vehicles rumbled onwards, and as the lead tank slewed into a northwards turn, the ten warriors of the Khaijl Bhaina sprinted forwards, meltaguns spewing doom.
Pict depicts Ögter, Darga of the specialized Khaijl Bhaina. Tasked with defeating the heaviest armour, Ögter bears a suit of modified Mk. III battleplate, imminently suitable to ward off most close-defense weapons on enemy armoured units.
In addition to targeting enemy armour, the Khaijl Bhaina would also accompany Vth. Legion boarding parties in void engagements.
Like many members of the Brotherhoods, Ögter bears Chogorian glyphs in lieu of personal heraldry.
While the protection afforded by Mk. III-plate was rightly prized amoungst the Khaijl Bhaina, some warriors, like Jaghuchu pictured here, preferred the improved speed and stealth capabilities of Mk. VI plate.
So, I finished rearming some ten warriors of the Brotherhood with Meltaguns, and completed the Sergeant as seen above. With Outflank and a Rhino, they're an exceedingly costly choice, but I have a feeling that they'll be wiping the floor with most Superheavy Tanks and quite a few Knights as well. As ever, the sons of the Khan go big or go home!