"I care not if you serve the gods of Chaos or yourself, daemon." Ragnar replied as he parted from Carmen to get his armour. "Both come to the same thing, in the end."
A short time later, he emerged in the arena, clad in his mighty power armour and hefting his massive holy bolter. His chainsword was by his side, Kraken's Tooth in a sheath on his leg, and his wolf pelt draped proudly around his pauldrons, marking him out for all who watched as a sworn Son of Leman Russ.
A short time later, he emerged in the arena, clad in his mighty power armour and hefting his massive holy bolter. His chainsword was by his side, Kraken's Tooth in a sheath on his leg, and his wolf pelt draped proudly around his pauldrons, marking him out for all who watched as a sworn Son of Leman Russ.