White Scars - Chapter Armoury: Occupying several levels of the rugged peak below Quan Zhou, the White Scars Armoury supports the Great Khan's missions by maintaining the Chapter's vast array of battle tanks and lightning-fast reconnaissance vehicles. Its custodians ensure that Jaghatai's sons have the weapons and wargear they need to prosecute their hunts across the stars.Below the lowest halls of Quan Zhou, carved deep into Chogoris' Khum Karta mountains, the Chapter Armoury is an enormous network of interlinked workshops and repair bays. Kilometres of grav-cradles and furnaces spar for space through the curving tunnels with shielded ammunition stores.Nests of articulated armatures, bearing sigils to appease those in their embrace, crouch in shadowed alcoves. Within its firepit-lit avenues and echoing chambers are corralled the Chapter's fighting vehicles, from swift Land Speeders to hulking Repulsor grav-tanks.Galleries of titanic cranes and grapple claws crown each domed work-bay, while mag-levs delivering crates of bolt shells and volatile plasma canisters weave through clouds of ruby sparks.Around the mountain's circumference, the Armoury is open to biting winds that cut through the mountains like keening blades of ice. Dozens of cavernous openings in the sheer rock walls allow atmospheric strike craft and heavy drop-ships to make safe harbour without the need for vulnerable and exposed landing aprons.Cunningly wrought macro-tunnels bearing arcing subterranean speedways make it possible for the Chapter to manoeuvre its ground forces directly from the Armoury along unexpected attack angles, enabling them to encircle any foe foolish enough to attack their fortress-monastery.Within the Armoury, the Chapter's Techmarines hold sway as officers and master craftsmen, commanding an army of Servitors, Chapter Serfs and logicengines. The Master of the Forge sweeps through his domain of wind, fire and steel like a pseudo-mechanical tribal lord. He booms out commands over the clang and hiss of industry and intones Korchin blessings to the mechanical steeds of theChapter.The Armoury as an organisation sits outside the hierarchy of the White Scars' Chapter command structure, and the Master of the Forge's fealty is sworn directly to the Great Khan in a ceremony of binding geas and bloodletting.Fluttering strips of parchment hang from graven arches that snap back and forth in the bone-dry winds. Beneath them, the Techmarines and their workforce respond to the khans' requests, working tirelessly to arm and equip the White Scars' brotherhoods before and after each punishing mission.Waxy-skinned Servitors, bound to their routines, rivet slabs of ceramite armour into place and replace ruptured fuel lines. The Techmarines, aided by cyber-cherubim tugging tiny braziers of smoking resin, oversee the mantras spoken to Cogitator banks, wrestle miracles from recalcitrantreactor cores and craft the masterwork tulwars and Bolt Rifles that are bestowed upon the Chapter's greatest champions.The current Master of the Forge is Khamkar, having served in the highly demanding position for nearly ninety Terran years. When parameters dictate, MasterKhamkar enters battle mounted in his personal transport, the Razorback Süirsen.Chosen for the ferocity of its Machine Spirit, Süirsen allows Khamkar to bring part of his fiefdom to the foe, communing with its systems via his scalp lock of data ports.