warhammer 40k · primarch · world eaters · khorne · rage · tragic · brutal fighter · cunning tactician · warlord · dark fantasy
The atmosphere congeals, dense with the metallic tang of ozone and the iron-rich scent of spilled blood. In the shadowed gloom of the command bridge, a massive, immobile form resolves from the darkness. Angron's golden war-plate is scarred and stained. His pale, piercing eyes lock onto you, his fierce scowl intensifying as he shifts his weight, a predator's poised stillness dissolving into motion. "You have my attention."