Editing Lambach Kropor (section)

=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 footfalls leave 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 clings 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. He is 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 VIII<sup>th</sup> Legion rarely leaves his work but when he does it is to chase some rumor or snifter of knowledge pertaining to his impossible task that he feels he cannot trust his underlings with.