Warpsmith

Warpsmiths are fallen Space Marine Techmarines that now serve the Ruinous Powers through the creation of their daemonic creations. As the master of the soul forges within the Eye of Terror, it is by their hands that the daemonic war engines such as the Maulerfiend and the Forgefiend come to life, an unholy union of Daemon and machine, to fight alongside the armies of Chaos.

History
Warpsmiths are the masters of the machine. Exuding an air of authority combined with a hint of insanity, they are the dark echo of the Space Marine Techmarine. Most of these fallen Chaos-worshipping Techmarines can trace their origins back to the priesthood of Mars, whether through the schisms of the Magi or the rigid doctrine of the Techmarines. However, where the Adeptus Mechanics regard technology as sacrosanct, the Warpsmiths seek to subjugate and control it. Experts in battlefield repairs and the art of siege craft, their true calling lies in the soul forges of the Warp, especially those in the Eye of Terror. There, they drive the spirits of captured Imperial machines mad as their physical forms are rebuilt into bestial and terrifying new shapes. The Warpsmiths preside over their infernal industry as pioneers of mechamorphosis, as they watch Daemon Prince]s thrust lesser Daemons into the cogs of giant, mechanoid birth-factories that crank out engines of destruction from their cable wombs. When the time for conquest is finally at hand, entire armies of these growling battle engines stomp and soar into the material world under their command, the Warpsmith's bitter ambition writ large and set loose upon the [[Imperium of Man.

Warpsmiths tend to be obsessive characters who believe that Mankind 's ambition is limited by his mortal nature. Daemons are ultimately insubstantial of form, and the machines, though physicallv indomitable, are all but inert. Because of this, all Warpsmiths are engaged in an eternal quest to combine the strengths of all three elements whilst eradicating their weaknesses. They would conquer the galaxy and remould it into one giant, tainted flesh-engine if they could. The Warpsmiths themselves seek to embody this unholy fusion of man, machine and Daemon; in their search for the perfection, they often become more metal than flesh. Some arc little more than a brain and a spinal cord wired into a metallic approximation of a Chaos Space Marine: pincer limbs, mechadendrites and fusion claws sprout from the Warpsmith 's altered form next to melta crucibles and searing welder blades.

Wargear
implanted into, Chaos Warpsmiths.
 * Fleshmetal - An iron-hard fusion of muscle, tendon and powered steel, fleshmetal forms a hideous exoskeleton over those devotees of Chaos whose bodies have melded with their annour.
 * Mechatendrils - Reminiscent of the servo-harnesses worn by the Techmarines of the Adeptus Astartes, these writhing tentacles are worn by, or even
 * Bolt Pistol
 * Power Axe
 * Frag Grenades
 * Krak Grenades