Siegemaster Atreides se tenait calmement dans une pièce remplie d'anciens guerriers, sorciers, et légendes du passé comme si c'était un événement normal pour l'homme blindé de voir sur une base régulière. Fonctionne avec les forces du Chaos assez longtemps, et c'était au bout d'un moment. Il ne peut pas compter sur les bénédictions et l'aide des Dieux obscurs comme d'autres le pourraient, mais il était plus que conscient de leur place dans sa vie, et comment ils étaient effectivement le sommet de la chaîne, un endroit qui ne prendrait pas gentiment à l'échec.
Le Siegemaster se tenait calmement, les bras liés derrière le dos, debout devant le groupe. Son armure était oint de symboles de Chaos indivis, comme beaucoup de ses hommes, ceux qui croyaient comme il l'a fait. D'autres suivaient les dieux de leur choix, tant qu'ils faisaient leur travail, il ne se souciait pas de quel dieu ils suivaient. Il portait son ensemble complet, masque à gaz, casque, armure, comme s'il venait d'entrer d'une tournée des lignes de siège. Il l'a peut-être bien fait, vu la rapidité avec laquelle lui et le sien ont été arrêtés ici. Mais le passé n'était pas pertinent, au lieu de cela, il entendit l'apôtre des ténèbres en parlant et fut le premier à répondre au géant, parlant calmement, avec un accent légèrement mécanique.
"Ouvrez la carcasse, afin que vous puissiez vous régaler sur le cœur à peine battant. Qu'il en soit ainsi, ce sera fait."
Name: Alexander Atreides
Age: 322
Gender: Male
Race: Bionically Enhanced Human
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 177lbs
Appearance:

Equipment:
Nemesis Daemon Blade: The Daemon bound within the weapon grants the name it carries, known to mortals as Nemesis, and doubles as a cruel parody of the weapons wielded by the Grey Knights. While its origins are lost, as to when and where it was forged and bound (And Nemesis itself does not impart such knowledge), it is clearly an old weapon, older than its current wielder, and an archaeic design. It is a daemon weapon, however, and is bound to the soul of it wielder, channeling the wielders malice and hate into each blow, the more felt for an enemy, the more powerful beyond a daemon weapons normal force each swing shall carry.
Corrupted Bolt Pistol: Overexposure to the warp has left this bolt pistol, originally a Guard pattern issued to officers, tainted and corrupt. Each round is coated in empryean flames, causing each round to have the unnecessary effect of causing flames and stubborn fires in addition to each bolt round detonating upon impact.
Bound Carapace Armor: Enscrolled with sigils of Chaos Undivided, one would think the aid of the Dark Gods aids this armor, and its wearer, in doing superhuman tasks. They would be mostly wrong, while some blessings have been bestowed upon the armor, it is a forging crafted by the finest Warsmiths one could find, capable of matching Astartes Power Armor blow for blow, while remaining in the appearance of humble carapace.
Custom Breaching Charges: Take several dozen krak grenades, meltas bombs, and other, far tamer methods of demolition, and fuse them into one insane, volitile combination of explosives stuffed into one bag. This combination are called CBC's, or Custom Breaching Charges, by the siegemaster and those he leads.
Powers:
Corrupted Bionics: Iron within, Iron Without! Having undergone over 300 years of warfare, Atreides has been wounded and nearly slain countless times, only to be rebuilt stronger, more powerful, more durable than the last. Being tainted by the warp, the augmatics and flesh have no bounderies between one another, metal fusing with flesh, healing like flesh, but not breaking like weak flesh.
Tainted Auspex: Imbedded into his head, and sacrificing an eye, Atreides can swap into many visual modes, from tracking weapons fire and rangefinding, to various spectrums of vision invisible to the unaided eye.
Rank Among Chaos: Siegemaster
Bio: Men and women captured by the Iron Warriors suffer one of two fates. Slave soldiers, or just slaves. Alexander Atreides does not remember what Imperial holding he was born on, if any, but all he does remember is his induction into the slave soldiers of an Iron Warrior Grand Company. The traitor marines barely noticed the mortal warriors used as cannon fodder and suicide missions, and that was how it always was. But, one raid on a fortified keep changed that.
The planet burned, its name lost to the annals of history, and one last bastion of Imperial Might remained. Gathering the remaining slave soldiers, all veterans or blessed by the Dark Gods to survive, they were issued their last task of the invasion. Open the gates, and let the Iron Warriors claim their prize. Atreides had authority over the others, naturally taking over leadership of such scattered men and women, and led them on their invasion.
No gods whispered dark promises of power or success to these slaves, nothing was offered to them as Alexander Atreides stormed the keep's grandest hold, while the other slaves died opening the gates to the city. And if only the slave soldier had known his own father was the man leading the defense, and was the man Atreides slew with his own bare hands. Fate had conspired to allow this man to see the dawn of another day, and for good reason.
Even with the gates swung open, the small detachment of the Grand Company that sent them were nearly wiped out by the defenders, and it was childs play to bring them low. Atreides was free, reporting back to the Grand Company, alone but successful. He began to make a name for himself, leading countless sieges and raids, each engagement earning another scar, another bionic replacement, another deed done in the dark gods names. But he had little desire to utilize slaves and mercenaries, he had his eyes on far more useful forces, as few Iron Warriors would willingly swear themselves to a former slave soldier.
The fall of the 122nd Astrais Legion was a simple, but devious one. Atreides posed as a newly commissioned officer, arriving and quickly filtering out the commissars through 'Unfortunate Enemy Actions'. Instructing the now unpoliced regiment, it was easy to spirit the best of them away for his own personal use, and from those select few found worthy, would aid the Siegemaster in laying claim to both the title, and many victories for the Dark Gods.
Aligned: Undivided
Retinue: 50 Renegade Grenadiers, 15 Renegade Engineers, 15 Renegade Special Weapon Experts