Raldoron stood as First Captain of the Blood Angels and Chapter Master of the Legion's First, the highest-ranking of Sanguinius's sons and the steady hand to whom the Angel entrusted his host when his own gaze turned to wider wars. A warrior of unshowy excellence, Raldoron had risen through every rank the Legion could offer, and he wore his authority the way a veteran wears an old wound, without display and without doubt. Where Sanguinius inspired, Raldoron organised, and the Legion's countless victories in the Great Crusade owed as much to his patient command as to the primarch's brilliance.
He endured the horror of Signus at his primarch's side, holding the Legion's discipline together as the warp clawed at every soul around him, and he carried that hard-won steadiness onward to the walls of Terra. There Raldoron fought through the Siege as one of the loyalist defence's most dependable commanders, an anchor of order amid the war's final madness. He would outlive his primarch, and it fell to sons like him to carry what remained of the Blood Angels forward into an Imperium that had lost its Angel, keepers of a legacy suddenly and terribly without its heart.