#chapter master

[titanomancy]

As the High Lords will.

[wh40kgallery]

Wrath of the Soul Forge King

Artist Unknown

[galgannet]

A little practice in contourless work. I've long wanted to draw a portrait of this wonderful character (who is definitely not one of the lost primarchs). Tyberos "The Red Wake", ladies and gentlemen!)

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[theironclooch]

Oough

Apparently the Imperial fists DO have a named chapter master by the name of Gregor Dessian, but the only real information is his name and that he used to be the captain of the 7th company. GW probably doesn’t even know what he looks like probably, and that’s a shame.

Bits are from Marneus Calgar, Fafnir Rann, Iron Father Feirros, a chopped up heavy intercessor backpack, and a bundle of pouches and a hand cannon I nabbed from the company heroes kit because I panicked and fucked up cutting the tabard. I think it kind of works. Will probably proxy the vitrix guard with some bladeguard and turn the Sgt. into a Lt.

Please ignore the ultra toilet seat on the cape I’m begging you pleasepleaseplease

I really gotta start working on basing…

[candyswirls]

Garm - Pt 3

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Summary: more on Garm and Leman’s life in the warp along with a an opportunity of change.

Usually I have more time to mull over and flesh things out but with Garm I develop more as I write. Two sketches of Garm at the bottom!

Time in the warp ebbed and flowed. It made days such as these even crueler. Every single failure and regret climbed out from the recesses of his mind and danced before his eyes. Melancholy took over his emotions and was sometimes so powerful, he couldn’t bring himself to get up. Despair would eventually overwhelm everything.

He’d be thrown into an endless spiral. Seeing his father entombed upon the throne. Thinking of his sons he abandoned as he fled into the warp. Breaking his path to his father of protecting what he built. The many times he saw the glass prison in that wretched and foul garden. Failing to save her. Ending up sick and lying at the bottom of a canyon for days after each time. Her telling him to stop.

More and more circled his mind and his body started to go dormant. Requesting that he not move for a while. After all. These were his mistakes. He could have succeeded but didn’t. He-

Garm slammed into his chest, staring at him with intense eyes. They signed: food.

He sighed.

When he didn’t move, Garm grabbed the braids of his beard and began pulling. They then leapt over to his side and began pushing, growling with effort.

Eventually he found the motivation to stand and allowed the toddler to lead him out of the den.

Were it not for them, he’d be worse off. They got him moving and doing things. Ensured he had somewhat of a schedule and ate.

They may act independent and were strong, but they needed him. Needed him for hunting, protection, warmth, and just learning things. They relied on him.

He needed them. They kept him going. Gave him purpose. Made him want to be better.

He barely remembered stalking and killing the warp creature.

Garm ensured he ate by refusing to take a bite until he did. Offering pieces to him. Actions like that made him misty eyed. Garm loved eating and tearing into things. But they wanted him to eat.

He listened to them. There was one time it was very bad. He wouldn’t get up or move at all. Even as Garm insisted. They tried using their psykic power to lift him. Then they began crying. Not pouting or mad. Mournful and scared.

He finally saw them not as the little creature that followed him but as what they were. A child. Barely able to walk. His child.

At that he had used every ounce of strength and drive to get up and move. He never wanted to see them like that again.

Once they finished eating he picked them up and pressed a kiss to their temple.

Garm always sensed his mood. They were calm today, wanting to nestle against him back in the den.

He gently tickled their back as he recounted battles during the crusade.

“I love you, Garm,” he whispered.

They signed “love” to him. Then their head snapped towards the opening of the den.

He heard it too. The hum of a ship traveling through the warp.

He moved past Garm and peered out of the den entrance.

A barge slowly traveled through the warp, gellar shields up. It was particularly close to the ground. Close enough that he could see the chapter symbol painted upon it.

Garm peeked out, holding his arm. It was time. This was a perfect coincidence.

***

Alarms went off. A quiet dive through the warp was now interrupted.

“What is happening?” Logan Grimnar demanded.

“The machine spirit is yet to understand,” the Magos said. “We are working on it.”

“Sensors indicate a large form upon the roof of the ship!” Another Magos informed them.

“How dare a daemon take a step upon our barge!” Another wolf growled.

Logan questioned, “Gellar fields are up, how did a creature of the warp get a top the ship?”

“My Lord,” one Magos gasped. “You need to see this.”

Logan took one look at the fuzzy pict feed then announced, “I’m going up top.”

***

Logan Grimnar exited the air lock, standing outside the ship. He approached the large shape and spoke through his helmet vox.

“I am Logan Grimnar,” he announced. “The Great Wolf and Chapter Master of the Space Wolves. Welcome back, my Primarch.”

Leman laughed, “by the Wolf mother, I was expecting a rougher welcome. Especially with these mutations.”

“We would always recognize our father,” Logan said. “Come my Primarch. You must be weary.”

“I will warn you,” Leman told him. “I have… something a bit unruly with me.”

The Primarch’s cloak shifted.

“What is that?” Logan questioned.

“This is Garm,” Leman said proudly.

Peachy blond popped out and identical eyes to the Primarch stared down the chapter master. They cocked their head.

“More and more surprises,” Logan chuckled. “Come inside. It is rank out here.”

Garm on the regular and Garm in frilly clothes that will be torn to shreds.

[marsskop]

Aeneas Heja'la, Chapter Master of the Hounds of Pax, is back!

revamping his and the whole Hounds' lore

[theemeraldwings]

Hoshino Takezō, Shogun (chapter master) of the Emerald Wings

Finished painting the chapter master for my homebrew chapter today.

The model is 3d printed, with some parts having been edited a bit to fit (since they were originally for Terminator models). The STLs came from a kickstarter I funded last year, with parts of the captain, jump pack squad, and Terminator units.

Paint is a mix of Citadel and Army Painter, plus whatever the yellow I used for the eyes is. I will never not find it ironic that my homebrew chapter is a Blood Angel successor and the paint I use the most when painting them is Caliban Green.

He's intended to be used as a Dante proxy (since the Emerald Wings are a Blood Angel successor). I may or may not homebrew a datasheet eventually.

[kompactkitty]

ooooooh it mini time!

I had a lot of fun with this kitbash for my chapter master :3

the new captain with jump pack is a real badass sculpt, and the chaplain jump pack just goes amazingly imo

super happy with this, great way to spend a couple of weeks!

probably the most expensive single model too, with parts being scavenged from at least two other kits, two characters being bought, and a third party head part ordered from etsy!

if you'd like to help support my endeavours into tiny toys, please consider supporting my kofi

[taythecatfey]

The Lucifer's Black guardsman that would one day become the chapter master of the Son's of the Phoenix.

It's a work in progress, I'll see if I remember to finish it 🙃

I'm already drooling over Fulgrim so why wouldn't I just loose my mind over the Sons of the Phoenix?

So naturally I'm paining up my minis to be them. And the poor Judicar I have for my chapter mater is just sitting around without his arms cause his new hammer hasnt arrived yet.

[titanomancy]

The biggest, baddest and bluest incarnation of Marneus Augustus Calgar, courtesy of Siege Studios.

(Check our the raw greens while you're at it)

[tagedeszorns]

Yesterday I learned that Calgar pulled an Erebus. And can be shady AF.

So - here's the guy that's NOT Marneus Augustus Calgar.

I like him for that.

[galgannet]

The process of my drawing. The finished picture is here

[awwsha]

The Chapter Master.

His name is Gideon. He's the most formidable warrior of the chapter. His strategies and ploys have won him battles uncounted. His kindness, temperament and charisma earned him the name Sialunnguaq.

His presence is like the summer rain. He's the storm that grinds down the mountains.

He is Gideon "Sialunnguaq" Rosing, The Lord of the Summer Rains and Chapter Master of the Abyssal Seals.

So I went and kitbashed a new chapter master to replace the one I had. I wanted him to look real dynamic like he's bounding towards the enemy. Got super excited about him while I was making him. Was listening to "The Smell of the Game" from Guilty Gear Strive on repeat the entire time I was building and painting him, so now that's the theme of the chapter.

As for his name, I gave him one of my grandpa's 4 middle names and the title/moniker Sialunnguaq which can roughly be translated to sweet rain(sialuk means rain, the suffix -nnguaq means small/little but in names can be translated as dear/sweet/cute). Also the surname Rosing because I like that one and it's one of the many germanic surnames(Rosing/Motzfeldt/Kreutzman/etc.) that float around in Greenland.

[gottatouchgrass]

The Chapter Master has taken to the field! I've gotten a few games in with him at the helm and they've gone pretty well with him as the rock to the hard place I'm trying to create.

[tymekphoenix]

=+= Teran Calder =+=

Chapter Master of the Storm Brothers, Ultramarines successors. Accosted on all sides, underpowered, and struggling to stay afloat. They hail from an ocean world in the Ultramar segmentum, inhabited by whales with which some battle brothers form bonds with, going as far as to mount them into battle.

In battle, Calder will harpoon his query and reel them in for close quarters combat using his lightning claws.

[hunters-hobby-log]

Friend gave me a duplicate leviathan captain, and I love this new model. Now Dominus has a proper model befitting of a chapter master!

I had some spare crimson paladin bits, so I gave dominus a shield and a new head. The crimson paladin heads are designed for cataphractii armor, so they're only half a face. I had to bust out the greenstuff to fill that in, and for my first real attempt at greenstuff sculpting, I'm happy.

Its not amazing, but it fills in the shape generally. Thats all I could really ask for.