Editing Sons of Fire (section)

=Culture=
The culture of the Sons of Fire changed drastically twice over the course of their history - once when they were discovered by their Primarch, Inferox, and again when they became the chosen of the Blood God Khorne. 


The '''Hammers of Terra''' were renowned for their honor, and thoroughness, often to the point where it was physically and tactically slowed by these traits. When Inferox came to command his Legion, it was he who shaped his Legion into who they were destined to become, for better or for worse. Inferox taught his Legion many things, including how to use fire as a weapon of war, but he also taught his sons how to know their place and role without confining themselves in a cumbersome structure that would chain them as much as it would define them. Under Inferox's command, emphasis was placed on groups over individuals in his Legion. Squads would be honored as a whole; as would larger formations. 


The uses of fire by Inferox's Legion were many, and not just confined to battle. It influenced several facets of their lives. New Legionaries would be branded with fire, dead Legionaries would be cremated in fire (once their gene-seed had been extracted), duels would be fought inside a ring of fire, and fire was ever present in hundreds of various standard Legion ceremonies. There was no aspect of a Fire Son's life that was not spent very far from flickering flames. Members of the IV Legion would spend so much of their time around fire that they would even dream of blazes.


The Burned King, despite his best efforts, was a twisted soul, like a dying flame. The Sons of Fire were no different, obsessed with burning even with their own attempts to stem the pyromania. Once they set entire systems ablaze for the Emperor, but they found a new master in Khorne. Before the Heresy, they tried to mask their all consuming desires for fire with a cold, calm and ruthless exterior, which broke down when Khorne claimed their souls. They were present on Terra and the Burned King is now a daemon prince. On Istvaan they collected all of the dead loyalists, and burned their bodies and armour to slag and ash, before piling their scorched skulls in a pyramid inside of a captured ship, and firing it into the Warp.

==The Hungry Desire==


==Notable Members==
[[Adarhormazd|'''The High Sandaramet, Adarhormazd''']]
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Adarhormazd served as the High Sandaramet, leader of the Sandaramet itself and acted as commander of the Third Conflagration. He lived on Crematoria with Inferox, and had his powers activated by the Emperor himself. Known for his brevity and wisdom, Adarhormazd was the guiding hand for the Legion. His efforts to control the Hungry Desire through philosophy and discipline perhaps might have saved the Legion from its own growing madness. He was sacrificed to Khorne upon the fall of his Legion. The fuel of his ritual fire composed of Third's bodies and Legionary recruits.


'''Legionary Equerry Dilshad, Master of Inferno'''
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''"Were you chosen by the Primarch? Privy to his thoughts and executioner of his will? I don't believe so! It is not your place to speak then is it?"''

'''Dilshad after receiving criticism from Vishtar of his plans to attack the Black Augurs'''


Dilshad was born in the lowlands south of the Casspinin Lake, his father a tireless techno-barbarian warrior for the Emperor's cause to unify Terra. He was taken as a babe to be trained as one of the first members of the then unnamed IVth Legion. He was a prospective candidate for the Sacred Band due to his physical aptitude, but was eliminated early in the trials for his stubbornness and pride. From then on he glided as an outrider of Legion politics, envying the Band for their higher status. Known for being able to give decisive leadership, he was elevated to a squad commander in little time. On Mainiiu II, he charged ahead to relieve some brethren from a suppressive assault not realizing the amount of firepower bearing down around them. Before he could retreat, his single retaliatory shots as he fell back killed several assailants. His actions seemed most heroic to onlookers. A fact which he capitalized on with a fervor. 


Dilshad's voice carried over the ranks of the Line Marines like a virulent disease, infecting them with the concept of a simple warrior such as their selves could command the Legion. He promised to bring back the Legion to their old ways and bring glory to them whilst they waited for the return of their Primarch. Since no other candidate truly desired the position, Dilshad naturally took it thanks to his efforts to secure the title of High Praetorate. His time holding the rank is one without note. He served reasonably well, but brought no renown to the Legion nor did remake them into something greater. They merely were, which was admittedly better than other Legions at the time. His popularity only grew wiith the Line Marines however, whom he served with constantly despite the necessity required of him to pull back and access the wider strategic situation. 


When the Primarch was found, it was known to all that he spent his days on the trip to Crematoria locked in his study meeting with no one. There wasn't enough time, it wasn't fair, he thought. Why could he not be found later? Why did it have to be now, when he had yet so much to turn the Legion into? To all who knew Dilshad, his personality visibly shifted to the boisterous commander to a weary, worn individual ravaged by regret. When Inferox chose appoint him as his Equerry, his displeased demeanor evaporated giving way to a new vigor to serve. 


Dilshad shared a widespread distaste and distrust of psykers, viewing them as untrustworthy and even genetically filthy. His obsession with purity led him to even accepting ideas given to him by Inferox on the need of truth in the Legion's members, and the clarity in understanding the Emperor's message. Secretly though, Dilshad had no love in his heart for his gene-sire, who he called on one occasion 'a simpleton, a savage warlord from a debased planet'. These comments were never known the Primarch, or the Legion at large. His personal thoughts never clouded his internal understanding towards the necessity of appearance. Any chance to gain favor or renown, it would be seized it. He would push himself and others to their limits in order to be remarkable when compared to other outfits. 


The Conflagration underneath his command made no attempts to hold back their oncoming insanity towards the end of the Great Crusade. They accepted the desire, growing ever more hungry for murder. This is because Dilshad viewed these enraged troops as more effective, and indeed they were bringing him the title of 'Master of Inferno' by the Primarch himself after the Genocide of Arkendar. When the time at last came to betray the Emperor, Dilshad was the first to hear of Inferox's discontent with the Sandaramet, and Adarhormazd in particular. It was he who counseled his liege to seek answers in faith, knowing full well from his studies of the Blood God what they would be.


The Heresy wore down Dilshad as he struggled to maintain his own sanity from the Blood God's influence and his inner pyromania. Dilshad by the point of Cadia was at his wits end. The voting was too close for his comfort, the fact that the pup Kariman could even come close to beating him driving the former Equerry into deluded paranoia. He wanted a victory, a win, to cement his position. But his reason was gone completely. The Black Augurs were close, small of number, and vulnerable to a strike as there was no secret to him about their division in loyalties. Not once did Dilshad think about the consequences of his actions, and as events spiraled beyond his control he chose to bring everyone down with him than face the humiliation of abject failure.


Dilshad was a small man who dreamed large fantasies. His skills and mind were set firmly in the realm of soldiery, the man being more than competent at fulfilling commands given to him. Deep within his mind however, something had taken root. A desire, like that which affected the others in his Legion but this did not erode his self-control but in his understanding of his own limitations. Without it, he saw himself as a master tactician and had a right to command the Legion. And if he was not at the head of it, then no one else deserved it at all. His life was meant to be simple yet he chose to reach out, and fall to his doom.


'''Kariman, the King of Blades'''
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''"Blood Burned in His Name! Skulls for His Throne!"''

'''Vox recording of Kariman in battle, M.41'''




'''Captain of the Second Conflagration, Atarauuan'''
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