The Weeping Son (2nd Legion custom chapter)
- Bacaan 4
- Undian 0
- Bahagian 1
The Hallowed Casuist; the second legion, Exiled for their crimes. Their Primarch Quarto seeks to mend their flaw and restore their status with the Imperium of Man, and reclaim his father and brother's trust. However forgiveness in the Imperium is rare and the galaxy will not wait for those to heal.
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