Skarbrand

Skarbrand was once the greatest of all Bloodthirsters, the mightiest champion of Khorne and the terror of the daemon legions — until, drunk on the whispers of Tzeentch, he committed the one unforgivable sin and struck a blow against the Blood God himself. For that moment of pride Khorne cast him from the Brass Citadel, hurling him across all creation, and stripped from him everything but the pure, incandescent rage that had made him great. Now Skarbrand is a Greater Daemon of the Blades of Khorne reduced to a mindless engine of fury, an exile who no longer remembers his own crime and knows only the need to kill. He wields the axes Slaughter and Carnage, and the wrath that boils off him is so intense it warps the air, ignites the ground and drives friend and foe alike into murderous frenzy simply by his presence. A single charge from Skarbrand can shatter an army, for there is nothing left in him to reason with, bargain with or turn aside — only endless anger, and the ruin it leaves behind. In his exile, ironically, he serves Khorne better than ever.