Editing Green Men (section)

===Warband Equipment===
The arsenal of the Green Men includes many unique biological weapons, most of which were personally created by their spiritual leader, the deranged savant Nikephoros Galen.

====Lash of Torment====
This dreaded scourge is essentially a long, sturdy thorny vine, the roots of which are hidden in a special hydroponic compartment of a Chaos Marine's backpack. With its thorns long and sharp as knives, it can slash an unarmoured target in half with a single strike. But it is also effective against armoured foes, since its thorns constantly secret a caustic venom that corrodes and softens ceramite. A skilful user can use the Lash of Torment to completely strip his opponent of his power armour in the middle of the battlefield.

====Death Belcher====
A disgusting parasitic mushroom looking like a wet sponge, Death Belcher grows on the suits of power armour worn by the Green Men and feeds on the blood spilled by them. It gets easily agitated by the noise of close combat and activates its defensive mechanism, emitting great clouds of acidic spores that burn and corrode everything they touch. Once cloaked in these clouds of death, the Green Men become almost invincible in melee, making sure that they get to spill enough blood for their Death Belchers to feed. Thus functions their perverted symbiosis.

====Brambleseed Gun====
Without a doubt, Brambleseed Gun is the most notorious of Galen's inventions. Its bullets each contain a seed of a diabolical parasitic plant. Once inserted into a living organism, it takes root in its intestines within seconds and, with startling speed, starts growing thorny vines similar to organic barbed wire that tear its unfortunate victim from within. To this day, this gun remains one of the most feared weapons wielded by the Traitor Legions; its mere mentioning is sometimes enough to make whole regiments of the Imperial Guard desert.

====Galen's Net====
The Rhinos and Land Raiders used by the Green Men are always covered in thick foliage, the vines of which constantly writhe like a mass of snakes. This is no mere decoration, as many a fool who tried to attack those tanks in close combat has learned the hard way. Whenever its vines sense a creature of flesh and blood approaching, they lash at it like tentacles, ensnaring it in a thick, sturdy net and choking it to death. Even if the victim manages to avoid suffocation, the deadly poisons contained within their thorns are sure to finish the job.