Le chevalier seul entendit la forte répétition du feu des boulons, il savait instantanément qu'un combat avait commencé à l'extérieur du garage. Ayant verrouillé les portes avant et la porte de garage, il s'est déplacé vers la porte à l'arrière de la baie de réparation. Je l'envoie à l'extérieur de la porte. Il s'est introduit dans un sprint, il ne s'est pas arrêté quand il a vu les étranges créatures rouges. Il les vit attaquer ses frères et savait qu'ils étaient un ennemi, pour qu'ils mourraient. Enlevez les cartouches de son pistolet à boulons, telles qu'elles sont chargées dans l'énorme sabre à chaîne qui se mord du côté tandis qu'un autre tombe sous le feu de son pistolet.
« Nous sommes les anges de la mort de l'Empereur! Et vous mourrez de raclures!" Il a pleuré, alors qu'il aurait pu être de jeunes guerriers présents, il était l'un des plus fervents et inébranlables. Il avait survécu aux essais sur Caliban, les essais pour devenir un marine spatial, combattu avec l'un des Primarchs les plus connus tactiquement. A été le seul fils du Lion actuellement en route vers le champ contre les ennemis de l'Empereur. Sa fureur devait être suffisante pour défendre toute sa légion et aucun traître ou leurs pions ne surmonterait sa colère. Ses frères, ses chefs et sa mission ont été échoués, pour lui seule la chose qui restait était la rédemption dans la mort et rejoindre ses frères leur.
Name: Ywain the Last
Age: 164
Legion: Dark Angels
Planet of Origin: Caliban
Physical Description: A large scar, runs across the right to left on his face. On top his head a fiery red hair, his forest green eyes have a piercing and emotional gaze. Slightly taller than most of the other warriors from Caliban his appearance lacks heavier scaring of most veterans. His armor mark III power armour is worn from his time fighting to suppress the Gordian league alongside his brothers.
Skillset: A knight of Caliban and more importantly a warrior of the Lion's six great wings, before he could ride he first had to power his skill with a blade and bolt gun. Among the Lion's troops a great diversity of skills is found, yet each is narrowed to field where they excel. For him it was with the more specialized calvary of Dark Angels. With his new place among his brothers the younger Caliban born marine learned by practice duels with his brothers. His control and mastery of a chain sword is nothing to scoff at nor is his ability to bravely operate the dangerous plasma rifle.
History: Ywain had heard the rumors from his brothers, the first legion had been far from the fighting when the Heresy began. However order came down quickly to quell the rumors, they had a campaign to win against the Xenos scum and human allies. Yet twenty members of the Ravenwing were called back, they were to be given a special mission. To return to Caliban and inform Luther of the treachery and to order him to hold back his forces securing the sector and prepare to defend Caliban from the Traitor Legions, until the Lion could return and regroup his forces.
Thrilled to be given a chance to return home and the trust of his Primarch to complete such a mission. Under a few of his more veteran brothers they were given a small ship and sent to deliver a message to the Lion's second. However they never reached the lush forest world, they picked a distress call from a world as they passed by it, a message from the Night Lords requesting aid. Freezing there mission believing loyal brothers needed aid, the always stead fast Dark Angel's prepared their bikes and chain swords.
The lie brought the vessel above the planet, the marines airdropped on their bikes rushing towards the outpost weapons drawn. Then heavy bolter fire from the base began striking down the front row bikes, as unsuspecting angels slammed into the wreckage of bikes, the Night Lords ambush group descended upon them. Unrelenting and cruel they did kill the marine, instead ripping them into pieces, Ywain turned his away from the base as the screams of his captain pierce the jungle of the planet.
They tried to send message yet it was to late, the Night Lords had attacked the ship once the marines were away and seized the vessel. Content with trapping the survivors upon the planet with not even the corpses of their comrades to bury they waited. Eventually entering the outpost they found the place had been how to a small human outpost team who had attempted to warn other of the traitors and paid with lives for loyalty. As time went on they discovered the planet held Beasts akin to those that once roamed Caliban.
They were driven by the sense of dread and hate these Angels now held for planet and the Night Lords yet the smell of blood and corpses also brought them close. They salvaged what they could bolter rounds, a lone heavy bolter, and a handful of chain swords. Ywain took up a plasma rifle he'd straped to his bike as they began the siege, yet when the deed was done only Ywain left standing. The bikes they had ruined. Only a bolt pistol, one of the bolt guns pried off his bike and a chain sword remained.
Using parts and after weeks of hard work he finally managed to get the beacon working again, now he sat alone waiting for death or his chance to hunt those who claimed his brothers.
Psychological Profile: Ywain is knight of Caliban as much as he is a Space Marine, he holds himself and his brothers to the code of the Order and to the laws of the Imperium. He loves his home world and adores the fact he was chosen to be a hero bringing peace to the galaxy. Currently however his mindset is one of pain and betrayal, forgetting his mission to deliver a message, Ywain wants blood and the head of the Night Lords who destroyed his brothers before his very eyes and left them to die at the hands of Chaos spawn. Yet he also see's this as a blessing, since the Lion purged Caliban of Beasts he has now proven himself worthy of being a night of the Order as well as a Dark Angel.
Equipment:
 Tigrus Pattern Bolter
 Phobos Pattern Bolt pistol
 Thunder Edge Pattern Chainsword

Notes: Is very lonely and full of rage, feeling he can't trust any other Legionaire's until loyalty is proven.