Chaos Terminator

Ten thousand years in the Eye leave a mark on a warrior, and heavier still on the armour he has refused to take off. This is a traitor legionary sealed into Tactical Dreadnought plate, the thickest suit a mortal frame can carry, hunched under baroque trim, spiked pauldrons and the sigils of a legion that turned its back on the Imperium. On the tabletop these are elite troops: slow, few in number and stubbornly hard to shift, the unit you commit to the enemy's back line and let grind forward. Sculpted at the usual 28mm heroic scale for grimdark skirmish and mass-battle games. It suits players assembling a traitor warband, kitbashers after something nastier than a stock elite, and painters who want ridged armour panels, deep recesses and a fair amount of ornament to tell a story on.