Lambach Kropor
| Lambach Kropor | |
|---|---|
| |
| Title/Honours |
Master of Undeath |
| Discovered (world) |
Miletus |
| Discovered (period) |
850.M30 |
| Legion | |
| Great Crusade Command |
Primarch, 414th Expeditionary fleet |
| Unique Weapon |
Venus Gospel |
| Distinguishing Traits |
Confidant and Knowledgeable, Powerful psyker. |
| Flaws |
Overconfidence |
| Brotherwar role |
Traitor Nurgle |
| Fate |
Daemon Prince of Nurgle |
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Lambach Kropor, Primarch of the VIIIth Legion, The Chosen of Hecate, was a calm and collected man. Possessing a fierce intellect and sharp wit. Raised on the peaceful planet Miletus, Kropor, unlike many of his brothers had no desire to rule over the mortal populace and strongly believed that the future of the Human race was paved on the psychic path. A vision he was led to believe was shared by his Father, the Emperor of Mankind. This illusion would be shattered at the council of Nikea and ultimately lead Lambach to the embrace of Nurgle.
History
Primarch Origin
Lambach grew up on the planet Miletus, a thriving, peaceful and technologically advanced world with a strong, but fair planetary government. Because of this, unlike most of his brothers, Lambach did not grow into a military leadership role. Due to this fact and despite the relative closeness of Miletus to Terra Lambach was originally skipped over by the great crusade. The Emperor being distracted on the other side of the universe chasing rumors of his other sons did not help the situation.
When he was found as a baby he was given over into public service, like all other orphans on the planet. Eventually he found himself working for the Temple of Hecate, dedicated to the teachings of the ancient Goddess of death and rebirth. While the Gods themselves had long since been abolished on Miletus, their teachings were still closely followed as they laid down a decent groundwork for the society. As Lambach aged to adulthood he began to rapidly harness his mental powers. Realizing that his own raw psychic power could be greatly amplified through diligent study and what could only be described as ritual spell casting. The Primarchs natural affinity for the warp fueling his willingness to learn more all he could and devoting his time to study rather than warfare. Lambach was seen as some kind of anomaly to be studied and drew a lot of attention. Many thought that perhaps they had been wrong to banish the Gods. Certainly, the young man had many of the god like traits described in the most ancient of the planet’s texts. Unknown to Lambach, his arrival had shattered what was once a firm belief that Gods did not exist and there were some who began to look into older, ancient powers. Lambach quickly mastered all the teachings of all the schools on Miletus and quickly surpassed even the most highly trained and naturally skilled warriors on the planet, with his favorite weapon being the spear. He found the weapon to have a perfect balance of offensive and defensive abilities, which matched his balanced personality perfectly.
Lambach would come to place great value on the acquisition and retention of knowledge in all of forms during his upbringing and firmly believed that the path of the psychic man was the only way forward for humanity as a species. Not having to grow up in a constant struggle like most of his brothers Lambach bore a cheerful disposition and an understanding that while war was perhaps sometimes necessary it should never be treated as a final solution, integration was far more valuable than extermination in his eyes.
Due to the discovery of Primarch Rahman Keita'mansa the Emperor soon heard news of the child anomaly on a planet not far from Terra, already under Imperial control. The Master of Mankind made great haste to meet what could only be one of his missing sons. Once the two met Kropor instantly knew this was his Father. He could not help but love him. Finally the Primarch understood his place in the universe. Father and son spent a full week on Miletus discussing at lengths the varied advantages and dangers of psychic potential in mankind. Lambach believed he and his father both shared the same vision for mankind's future. Lambach swore loyalty to his father and vowed to harness humanity's fullest potential from where ever it was to be found across the stars. He was given control of the VIIIth Legion, then named the Warp Claws, clad in dark green amour. The Warp Claws had suffered massive losses in numerous campaigns. While they were waiting for their Primarch scarcely more than a few thousand marines remained. Lambach made the decision that his legion would be reborn. He changed their name to the Chosen of Hecate, and the armor colours would change along with the name. To appease any dissent within the ranks about changes, he declared all robes and adornments should match the old armor colours. From then on squad leaders would be referred to as Warp Claws.
The Great Crusade
Brotherwar
Fate & Legacy
Lambach did not ascend to the rank of Daemon Prince until well after the siege of Terra. His resistance to his own fate was a massively contributing factor in his slow transformation. Though by MK41 there is little left of the man that Lambach once was.
His physical body is now little more than a skeleton seemingly held together by warp magics. He sees with green wraith fire burning in the sockets where once his stone grey eyes would have been. The self assured smirk he was famous for now replaced by the rictus grin of a skull. Lank, ghostly white hair drapes his skeletal face, hanging to about shoulder length. An enormous crater, caused by the pistol of his Daemonic brother Deshain Kane, hollows out Lambach's chest allowing a view of his withered innards.
His once brightly polished battle plate now dulled with time, hangs loosely about his form. Cracked and cratered in countless places through decades of neglect. Lambach’s vibrant green, hooded cape, known during the Crusade as the Hide of the Nemean Lion is now little more than a long and tattered robe, filthy with grave moss and the dusts of time.
The sickly green mist that permeates the corrupted version of Miletus follows in Lambach's wake whenever he decides to leave the world, wilting vegetation with its very presence. The lord of Undeath’s foot falls leaving ghostly, green, burning footprints with each stride.
Amazingly Venus Gospel, Lambach's polearm remains looking as if it were almost brand new, completely untouched by time or corruption. Though where once, when activated it shone with the bright golden light of Lambach's power now the same light is the pearlescent, dark green of warp lightning.
What appears to be a ghostly, agonized face floats around his head, while others hear nothing Lambach himself will constantly prattle to it and chide it for interrupting his speeches. None know the origin of this “ghost”, Lambach believes it to be the sentience of his brother Raj while most of his closest advisers are certain it is merely a creation of Lambach’s own psychic energy that in his madness he has created to keep himself company.
After Warmaster Marduk's defeat at the siege of Terra Lambach Kropor retreated much like the other Legions, into the Eye of Terror with his fleet as well as the corpse of Raj Vokar. The Master of Undeath retired to his own world in the eye and immediately set to turning it into a twisted version of his once beloved Miletus.
A sickly, green mist blankets the streets and grave moss and decay cling to what would once have been considered beautiful architecture. Lambach spends his time in the large temple he has had constructed. Dedicated to Hecate which Lambach now knows was just an ancient incarnation of Nurgle itself, misconstrued by time.
Forever seeking the answer to the question that plagues him still; How to resurrect his dead brother. The corpse of Raj is kept in an eternal ward of stasis conjured by Lambach’s sorcery in order to prevent its decay. Lambach has grown increasingly insane with the frustration of this endeavor and while his constant experiments may yield success on regular humans they seemingly have no effect on Raj himself.
The Primarch of the VIIIth Legion rarely leaves his work but when he does it is too chase some rumor or snifter of knowledge retaining to his impossible task that he feels he cannot trust his underlings with.
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