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They were kings, rulers, warriors… gods. But no matter how much divinity had been granted them, in they end, they were still just men.

well, it’s finally done. all 18 primarchs + the God Emperor. had to combine them into two long images as tumblr doesn’t allow that many pictures in one post, apparently.

the icon for Lion is completely new as i kinda hated the original one. i also changed up Guilliman’s hair a tiny bit, and opened Sanguinius’s eyes. i’ll upload the new one of Lion if anyone wants the high res to use as an icon. 

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Roboute Guilliman, Primarch of the XIII. Legion of Ultramarines!

The rest of the big base will follow - speaking of which: thanks to @kaijuslayer tips and us brain mashing I was able to paint these damn pretty marble slabs!
Thanks, Brother!

“There is no enemy. The foe on the battlefield is merely a manifestation of that which we must overcome. He is doubt, and fear, and despair. Every battle is fought within. Conquer the battlefield that lies inside you, and the enemy disappears like the illusion he is.” - Rogal Dorn, Primarch of the Imperial Fists. I just had to do a Dorn thing. He’s my favorite Primarch, and I love this quote.

Two Ultramarines, Pelius and Drractus, die in the first hail of shells. They are cut apart by sustained fire. Then Brother Lycidor topples over a rail, headshot. His cobalt-blue figure drops into the assembly area below, arms outstretched.
The Ultramarines fire back, covering the structures above them in a cloud of bolter blasts. Word Bearers topple, but more fill their places. Many more.
Guilliman roars a challenge to them. He condemns them to death. He condemns their master to a worse fate.
He hurls himself at them.
The primarch is, of course, their greatest asset, Thiel realises. Not because of his physical superiority, though that is hard to overestimate.
It is because he is a primarch. Because he is Roboute Guilliman. Because he is simply one of the greatest warriors in the Imperium. How many beings could measure favourably against him? Honestly? All seventeen of his brothers? Not all seventeen. Nothing like seventeen. Four or five at best. At best.
The Word Bearers on the upper structures see him coming.  They are kill squad strength at least, the best part of a full company. At least a proportion of them are vaunted Gal Vorbak elite.
But they see him coming, and they know what that means. It doesn’t matter what cosmic dementia has corrupted their minds and souls. It doesn’t matter what eternal promises the Dark Gods are whispering in their ears. It doesn’t matter what inflated courage the warp has poured into their veins along with madness.
Guilliman of Ultramar is coming right at them. To kill them. To kill them all.
Even though they stand a chance of hurting him, they waste it. They baulk. For a second, their twisted hearts know fear. Real fear.
And then he has them
—  Know No Fear, by Dan Abnett, page 379, probably one of the most badass pages of the Horus Heresy series currently in print

My Lords and Ladies, Cylons and Droids, Angels and Demons, I bring you the Primarch of the XVIII Legion, also known as the Salamanders Legion, Vulkan.

I’m really happy with how he came out. Although I feel there is still work to be done on the hammer. But hey I can’t get everything right.

40k Primarchs represented by dril tweets

Putting a line here cause there’s a lot of these. Sorry a lot of these are so low res, there’s not a lot of official art of primarchs i can use for this. (Primarchs are listed in the order of their respective legions btw)

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