The self styled ‘Arch-Artillerist’ of the Stygiax Renegade Militia, Malagus Zharr is an ordnance tyrant through and through. Armed with one of the only weapons more advanced than an autogun in the entire arsenal, Zharr still wears his battered flakweave hazard suit from his expedition into Stygiax’s sealed ordnance vaults - an expedition that left 76% of the force dead or mutated, yet uncovered multitudes of ancient artillery platforms and forbidden chemical munitions. Ever since that event, Zharr and his most devout Disciples - easily spotted amongst the rabble in their modified hazard suits - believed themselves touched by the favour of Chaos. The truth, of course, is far less grand - Zharr and his devout survived only by genetic fluke, and the forces of the Empyrean remain largely deaf to his invocations.
The same cannot be said for his coven of warp-witches. Self-proclaimed ‘masters’ of the empyric arts of æthermancy and heretech, in reality these rogue psykers are little more than incredibly powerful and suicidally unstable conduits of raw Warp energies. Barely able to understand the nature of the stygian Abyss they draw from - much less master it - these psykers still carry themselves with a self-assured gait, right until the moment the Warp reminds them of their crippling naivety in a burst of viscera and the horrific screams of a daemon-devoured soul.
Yet more Chaos Renegades that I never uploaded. I don’t think I’ve ever uploaded this much in one day!