Hektor Cincinnatus
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Hektor's great mistake was to live too long. Had he died on Cadia to the assassin's blade, he would have been remembered as a martyr and great hero of humanity. Instead, he spent thirteen unhappy years unravelling his life's work and sowing destruction through the galaxy. All that is left of my love for Hektor is the wish that he be forgotten.
(Gaspard Lumey, private correspondence)
Hektor Cincinnatus was the Primarch of the Heralds of Hektor, one of the Legiones Astartes of the Great Crusade.
Personality
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Fiercely passionate, his fiery passion infecting those around him, drawing people to him, inspiring them with his words and actions.
Well-read and well-spoken when he wants to be.
Courageous, believing in leading by example.
An astute tactician and strategist, always with an eye to making an underhanded and unexpected move. Not very subtle however, and if provoked properly, impatient and impetuous. Hektor is normally reigned in and restrained by his Heliotaroi when he becomes impatient and impetuous however, their diligence keeping Hektor from making too many rash mistakes.
Gregarious.
Boisterous. A big, loud laugh, and a big, larger than life presence. When Hektor is in the room, everyone knows it. Despite his boisterous nature, Hektor is capable of exercising self-discipline and being passably polite and poised. He is a very accomplished orator, able to play to his audience, naturally able to determine the right mood to aim for with his words to achieve great response. Most commonly however, he appeals to the lowest common denominator, finding this works appeals to the most people at once, and is usually popular with the soldiers.
Protective of his men, and soldiers under his command, always paying attention to their morale. But is also very demanding of them; Hektor will care for them, but he demands their utter loyalty and their best efforts.
Magnanimous, in victory and defeat.
Lucky. An important trait in a general, after all.
Determined, especially when presented with a challenge.
Competitive, linked closely with his determined nature, and his personal drive, constantly pushing himself to be better.
Arrogant and sometimes domineering, when the subject matter is something he deems important. This is not born from pride, Hektor is disdainful of pride, but he is supremely yet quietly confident in his abilities, and that of his men.
Hektor is also secretly possessive, generally with his brothers and fathers attention. He hides this well, but it manifests occasionally. This is partly the reason for his gregariousness and brotherhood, and is somewhat responsible for his larger-than-life personality, driving him to be center of attention. He isn't petty however, and most of this is purely subconscious, or even unconscious behaviour.
Wargear
Appearance
Life
The Emperor was far from his Palace when the Ruinous Powers tore open reality to steal away the infant Primarchs. However, his great mind still sensed this intrusion, and he hastened his most-faithful servant, Malcador the Sigilite, to the defence of humanity's future. Braving the terrors of the Warp, Malcador was able to grasp the capsules of two Primarchs: Hektor and Kleisthenes. Yet this interruption of the Chaos Gods drew their wrath, and the Sigilite's flesh and spirit were flayed by their power. Only the psychic protection of the distant Emperor kept Malcador from perishing. Weakened, he faced the terrible choice to let one more of the infant Primarchs go or to lose them both - and perhaps himself.
As the child that would become Kleisthenes tumbled into the Immaterium, he and the infant Hektor wailed and reached out towards one another from within their capsules. Even then, the ordeal was not at an end. Malcador, trembling from the strain, was assailed by temptation from the Chaos Powers. He was offered release from his agony and so much more, to be placed as the Regent of the Humanity, the Most-Favoured of the Gods, if only he would release his grip. Malcador wavered, but his belief in a better, rational future for mankind stayed firm. So did his grip on Hektor's capsule.
Though the Ruinous Powers had inflicted a terrible blow against the Emperor, Malcador's courage and strength had secured a consolation. Instead of thirty mighty Primarchs to launch Terra's Crusade there would be just one, perhaps some day to be joined by his brothers.