Grand Master Belial

By the Lion! I have missed these Dark Red Angels!

Awesome Indeed

Just need one more for a squad of them. Very nicely done! My painting skills are weak compared to those.

Dang elmo, I have nothing compared to that post of awesomeness! Well done!

*Must learn to paint better* <Ahem> Keep up the great work.

I am partially of the belief that he would have been killed when the planet broke apart. I don't think any of the Ruinous Powers would have cared a bit for a marine that was in stasis during the time of Luther. The Powers would have taken those that were corrupted or corruptible. The only exception would be the minor power of Malal which has not been in GW canon for a LOOOOONG time. That would be the one power to take those who were loyal at least to the Emperor and scatter them just to thwart the other Gods and probably the benefactor behind Cypher.

Someone is going to be feeling a lot of pain soon with that coming to a tabletop.

Your skills continue to impress me.

I like the helmet since it is looking to the right. While I like the face, I think if you pose the mini face on it would look awkward.

You have such a wonderful green that I am now itching to get an airbrush.

Thanks for closing this up for me Captain Semper. My professional life threw me a wicked curve ball that I am still dealing with. But on to my own closing... The bodies of scribes were still being dragged from the hall where they fell over documenting the stories of heroes and villains across the galaxy. The servo skulls continue to spit out reports long after the bell has tolled and the doors of the ETL have closed. The Moderati of the the Liber stood before the tome prepared for them on the 20th Anniversary of the Bolter and Chainsword. The Dark Angel in their midst stood mute as they looked through the page, even the pages that they themselves had written. "There has been much that has been learned during this event. The Sons of the Lion continue to perform some great work for the Legio B&C and even proved to be a worthy combatant in the ETL showing their famed resolved up until the end only to fall short to their Predecessors of the Age of Darkness. Within the halls of the Liber, there stood a different battle. A battle within the mind of the warrior to craft stories of their deeds and to let them be known throughout the galaxy that these heroes have stood and that their efforts were not in vain. These conflicts were with the writers themselves and they did not disappoint as they have not failed in years past. Go forth Dark Angel and leave this place, but know that you will be called upon in the future to once again stir the frater to describe the deeds of their warriors and the battles and victories in which they have taken part." A special thanks to Captain Semper for continuing to run such a monumental event and a very special thanks to all of those that participated in this event. Nearly all of the forums were represented by a participant in this event and the quality and length of the stories continue to be phenomenal with some being veritable novels in their own right. Everyone that submitted a story should be commended and held in high esteem within these halls and beyond. Captain Semper has already provided the link to your rewards but bear your MARKS OF THE LIBER with Pride! You have duly earned them. With this I will return to the obscurity common to those of my chapter and look forward to seeing you all again in the future writing the victories and battles of your chosen warriors of the Warhammer universe.

The Primarch's words still rang out in his head as Primaris Chaplain Benjamin and small group of Reivers under the command of Sergeant Samuel moved silently through the rubble, detached from the rest of the Blades of Vengeance. The Primaris groups were suddenly rerouted to secure secondary targets after serving besides their non-Primaris brethren with their continued distinction carried over from the Indominus Crusade. The battle logic was not sound, and their unenhanced brothers were bearing the worst of the fighting for a reason unknown to them save Roboute's words, "Trust your brothers and be as loyal to them as you have been me. They bear a burden you do not know and may never share with you. Their loyalty to the Imperium is not in question to me, but the same resolve you share with my brother they also use to shoulder this burden. They will need your support even if they will never ask for it." These words to a special council of the Primaris Chaplains of the Lion have both reassured and bothered Benjamin. Reassured in that he has never found his brothers wanting in battle and the site of so many Chaplains in their ranks is a testament to them. But these random actions continue to gnaw on his mind, and it has become more obvious as time marches ever on that there is something that is not being shared. So, with a small detachment, he has followed silently behind the force of Unforgiven that continue to break down the defenses of a fortress unaided. The Reivers for their part were hand selected by the Sergeant from amongst the ranks of the Chapter. The Chaplain was familiar with every single one of them and agreed to their selection. The Terminators from three chapters had finally broken through a section of the fortress but at a terrible loss. The shattered suits of Terminator Armor from the Consecrators, Stoneburners and Blades of Alaric littered the field of battle with Apothecaries busy with their grim work. The six Primaris were able to slip by like a wisp of wind. Once inside the dense fortress walls, the site changed to bring a smile to Benjamin's face beneath his skull mask. Bodies of the followers of Chaos were strewn about like children's toys with only small chips of ceramite to mark their passage. The strongest defenses were on the walls. Continuing on, he found a group of Terminators engaged in a pitched battle against one of the opposing battlefield commanders. The brothers of the Unforgiven fought as one, even from different Chapters. The two with shields and hammers continued to step in to take the blows from the Chaos commander who fought on as though possessed by a denizen of the warp but did not show any signs of possession. Only the Sergeant looked on as the rest of the Reivers took up positions away from the conflict. Finally, the five on one battle came to an end and the commander was utterly spent. With their prisoner secured, the Sergeant of the five Terminators addressed the prisoner. "Sergeant Asphodel of the 32nd Chapter, 1st Legion. You have betrayed the Emperor and your Primarch, Lion El'Johnson, and turned on your fellow brothers over the countless centuries. How do you plead?" "The Emperor and the Lion betrayed us all!" was the only answer the Chaplain heard before an awaiting gunship roared overhead to take the prisoner away.

Sort of, I painted up some of my own Blades of Alaric in honor of Arkley's chapter.

I hope I have done them proud!

VOW COMPLETE