Barabas Dantioch
On the world of Sotha, in the cold light of the Pharos system, Barabas Dantioch lived one of the few moments of stillness that fate would grant him. Once Warsmith of the Iron Warriors, now marked by disobedience and exile, Dantioch walked among ancient ruins and misunderstood technologies with a grave, almost melancholy serenity. The constant roar of artillery had been replaced by the heavy silence of a forgotten world, and in that silence his mind found room to think. Dantioch was not an Astartes made for peace, but he understood its value. For him, war had always been a calculation: resistance, attrition, sacrifice. On Pharos, however, far from Perturabo's orders and the senseless cruelty that consumed his Legion, he could afford something dangerous: reflection. His body, deformed by exposure to weapons of mass destruction and the relentless pace of accelerated time, bore witness to battles won at personal cost
About Barabas Dantioch
On the world of Sotha, in the cold light of the Pharos system, Barabas Dantioch lived one of the few moments of stillness that fate would grant him. Once Warsmith of the Iron Warriors, now marked by disobedience and exile, Dantioch walked among ancient ruins and misunderstood technologies with a grave, almost melancholy serenity. The constant ro...Read more