What a big babby

While the Imperium is generally mistrustful of anything new or different under the best of circumstances, there are a few notable exceptions that exist within the imperium. Our friend, specialist Blutock Gorbanson, is one such exception. Called Ogryns, these abhumans (Not quite human, not quite burn-at-the-stake mutant) come from populations of humans left to rot on barren, high gravity worlds that had somehow eked out a living. After untold generations under these conditions, they became heavily muscled, bulky, stupid, and incredibly unhygenic. Upon discovering that the ogryns took to the imperial faith with a childlike vigour, believing that the emperor would watch over their every move, the Imperial Guard decided that they would make perfect soldiers. Armed with the ripper gun, a weapon built to resist being mistaken for a club, these brutes are simply pointed towards enemy lines and told to go bust some heads. This has proven an immensely effective strategy, only failing when it gets a bit too dark out for the ogryn’s liking.