Showing posts with label Ravenwing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ravenwing. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 April 2015



Once upon a battlefield dreary, where I cowered, spent and blearly,
Within an Imperial bunker, darkly stained with dust and gore -
As I cowered, nearly shuttering, suddenly there came a sputtering
As some weapon quickly stuttering - firing at my bunker door.
"'Tis some bolter", I murmmered, "firing at my bunker door -
Only this and nothing more."

More poetry with the next post...

Paints used: Vallejo, Reaper Master Series, Games Workshop Washes, Com Art Medea Airbrush
Paint Brushes: Rosemary & Co. Raphael 8040, Broken Toad Brushes



Friday, 10 May 2013









"The secret at the heart of the first legion is not the terrible treachery of their soldiers, but the Heresy of their very souls!"

Badrek Vaar - Excommunicate Traitoris

"From what little we know of the Dark Angels, records show that no other imperial organization has allied themselves with the Ecclesiarchy so closely. No other military force has undertaken more operations with the Imperial creed, nor any Legiones Astrates litergical dogma so in sync with the Holy Synod."

Lord Confessor Rikle

"The secret of the Broken Blade does not take place in the Heresy. The secret conceals the slow decay of the Astrates stalwart belief in the Imperial Truth. The Dark Angels have rejected the sterile universe and have turned to faith. This is their greatest treachery, their defining fall from grace. "

Fallen Angel Ramiel

Saturday, 4 May 2013






Friday, 3 May 2013





When a Dark Angel initiate becomes a full battle-brother each hears the words:

"From this day forward you are a Dark Angel. Nothing else is of consequence."

From then on they are taught the stories of the spiral - legends and  myths that have permeated the Chapter since its founding. As a Battle-brother grows into his role, further mysteries are illuminated, colouring past stories they have learned with new meaning. If a battle brother is deemed worthy, he may join the ranks of the Elite second company, where he must contemplate the Riddles of the Raven. 

Unlike his previous tutelage the student faces a baffling array of contradictory 'truths' that must be interpreted and discussed with their squad leader. Although rare, a few of these riddles have found their way out into the wider imperium such as the riddle of the three Emperor's



Three Emperor's wanted to find out who was the wisest one. So they invited an old man, who took them into a dark room and said: "I will paint each one of you an Aquila, a star and a circle onto your forehead. When you walk out and you see at least one Aquila, raise your hands. The one who says what is on his own forehead first, wins." Then he painted only Aquila's on every one. When they went out everybody had their hands up and after a while one of them said: "I have an Aquila upon my head."

How did he know this?


Unlike the progressive linear understanding the stories of the chapter give him, the riddles are designed to disrupt the usual thought processes of an Astartes, opening one's perception beyond the constraints of time, space & logic. Although the initiate will be unaware of this, this disruption is designed to hunt beings that have traversed the limits of the logical universe and survive the maddening limbo-logic of the Emperyan.