Ikit Claw

Ikit Claw is the most brilliant and most dangerous Warlock-Engineer alive, Chief Warlock of Clan Skryre and the mad architect of half the Under-Empire's most terrible weapons. Grievously maimed in a long-ago experiment gone wrong, he rebuilt himself with his own genius: one arm replaced by a warpstone-forged gauntlet-weapon, his ruined body sheathed in a suit of rune-etched, warp-powered armour that lets him channel raw Chaos-energy as a living conduit. He is part sorcerer, part machine, and wholly convinced of his own supremacy.

From his laboratory-fortress he has devised engines that make even the Council of Thirteen nervous: doomrockets, warp-lightning arrays, and worse things still half-built and best not spoken of. Ikit dreams of weapons that could crack the world open and remake it as one vast warren, and he pursues that dream with an obsessive, warpstone-fuelled brilliance bordering on prophecy. In battle he strides the field wreathed in green fire, blasting foes apart with the arcane armaments grafted to his body, as terrifying to his own kin as to the enemy, for a Skryre genius of Ikit's stature is a catastrophe that has merely chosen, for now, to point outward.