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=== Captain Cyprian Megalos === He was once looked down upon by many in the chapter because his mother was one of the city-born and a shopkeeper. His father was a path-finder of one of the more approachable tribes that would often trade animal skins and meat for the produce of civilization. Despite being the result of a shopkeeper and a tribe that barely remembered what war even was Cyprian Megalos is undoubtedly one of the worst nightmares the Cardinal Knights have ever inflicted upon the galaxy. He is word-perfect in the chapter scripture, the Thorian Creed, the chants of the Scutum–Centaurus death faith and a hundred other blood-drenched holy books. His presence on the field of war has been likened unto a wrecking ball attached to a meat grinder covered in thermite. He is a baneblade that walks like a man and has hymns for engine noise. And he sings, by Him on Earth he sings. With the voice of angels and the majesty of the old gods he sings. He has a face that looks like it was set on fire and put out with a cricket bat and from it issues forth a voice in song that would make the heavens weep. Drenched in red and smoking with the blood of the fallen he yet stands immaculate in the eyes of his brothers and the mere mortals beneath him. He is the voice of faith within the chapter; there are no other chaplains that are too proud to ask his interpretation on holy writ. He is, in a real way, a chaplain's chaplain. He strides into war with his old and much repaired plasma pistol in one had and a Crozius Arcanum in the other. That Crozius has taken more daemons than most Nobles of Ashardalon have had hot meals. The last thing in the material world all too many of the never-born see before being sent back to their hell is the winged Sanguinius that makes up its head. Possibly there are daemons now following him, intentionally seeking him out with the intention of settling the score. He wouldn't know. They all look the same to him.
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