
The Thousand Sons were born of Magnus, the changeling Primarch. A physical
giant possessed of coppery skin, fiery red hair and a single, baleful eye.
Some say his massive size reflected his enormous intellect; his cyclopean
eye his single-minded strength of purpose. At the height of the Great Crusade,
Magnus was amongst the most imposing of the Primarchs and was always the one
most suspected of taint. He would endure the whispers of Chaos throughout
his life...
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COMBAT DOCTRINE
The Thousand Sons were well known for preferring to avoid close combat, instead
relying upon their mastery of psychic power and sorcery to carry the day.
Guile, feint, confusion and misdirection were their hallmarks; all stratagems
better used at range. Many were the occasions a Thousand Sons detachment would
accomplish through illusion or trickery what a brother Legion would pay for
dearly in blood. Whatever else it may have changed, the Rubric of Ahriman
affected that doctrine very little. The sorcerer lords of the Thousand Sons
still use their ghost-brethren as implacable bulwarks of gunfire, around which
they construct elaborate plans of guile and misdirection to achieve victory,
all driven home with a timely application of potent magic.

