Hailing From Nottingham, England, in the year 2007, a reasonably crazy teenager, Peter Thorpe, was always interested in many things, golf, snooker, 40k, then bloodbowl, but most of all, he was interested in "Witchcraft" (to use its common name). whenever he got the chance, he would make up strange concoctions from anything he could get his hands on, and one day, he came across an replica of a chaos warrior's battleaxe, and, fancying another laugh, he decided to slice his finger on its edge, no-one at this point thought much of it, but somthing in the axe contaminated him, it changed his personality, making him more violent and, slightly crazy, than ever before, no-one quite knew what was happening, but what was taking place was a booby trap that was placed on all chaos weapons, replica or otherwise (Some say its a curse, we dont actually know what it really is), whereby the person that touches the blade is enfused with the chaos god that blade was built to, in this case, khorne, but considering this was 2007, and not 40000, the god was only just getting to grips with his own powers, which enfuriated him, so he corrupted Peter's mind, he told him to go back to the weapon, pick it up, and slice a hole into a solid wall, a strange request yes, but there was a plan, and not being that sound of mind in the first place, peter accepted...he went back to the blade and sliced deep into the brick wall behind him, far deeper than a replica blade was built to do...what came from the wall was no normal hole...it was a warp hole...a teleport beacon to the future...peter, sucummed to the power...and collapsed into the hole...the present never saw him again...

He smashed the ash ridden floor, with a large thud, he snapped awake...wondering what had happened, his mind seemed like his own, except for the strange sensation to kill in the back of his head, he'd had that feeling before, but this time it was far from a small nag, he really had the urge to take someone and split them apart...he stood up, and noticed a serious weight all over him, far more than he ever imagined, but he was standing up only feeling it, it wasnt stopping him, he lifted his huge hands...gauntlets...his legs...plated...his stomach...chest plate...and his weapon...Fireblade Dragonclaws...he was no longer the slightly crazy teenager he once was...he was transformed...into a Chaos lord...but no small lord...The Khornate Champion Of Chaos.

He stood up to a rabble of heratic supporters...all bowing at him, and wondering what had caused him to fall...he picked one of them up, and asked what the hell he was, when they told him, he dropped to the floor, and all he shouted was "Why"...he had always enjoyed the games, and the satisfaction he got for winning, but never did he imagine this was real...he decided the only way to see why this was, was to stand face to face with the reason he was here...khorne would answer for this...

when he met the chaos sorceror, he asked to be put through anything that was needed to see his maker...the ritual was intense, but he managed to make it to the gates of hell...he stood against the master of blood and war...a position very few had gone...he stood face to face with the pure fire that is Khorne.

He demanded to know why he was chosen to leave his life on earth for this...abomanation...khorne looked confused...but when peter said the word "Terra", khorne rose up and looked down on peter, and the words he said was...
"Why?...Why Question? ive made you into the champion youve always wanted to be!, ive turned you into my own champion!, surely this is better than the pathetic life you once lived"
"No!, i love my family, i never asked to be placed in this body!, why have you forsaken me?"
"Family...they turn there back on you!, i turned you into what you are now before the future played out!"
"What future? how would you know!"
"HOW WOULD I KNOW...IM THE MASTER OF EVIL!"
"Yes...blood and war...i know alot of you, and i also know...if this is even real...that 10000 years ago, you turned the most faithful man in the universe against his own kind!, saying what his 'Future' would be, i refuse to believe for more than one second that my own family and friends would turn on me!"
"Then look at this and tell me!"
within the next 20 minutes, he showed peter the next 4 years of his life, after he picked up the axe...the results did indeed show peter's own family betraying him, his father cutting all contact with him, his mother dishoning him for no reason, his uncles treating him like nothing...his friends using him for there twisted ideas...those 20 minutes were unimagineable to anyone excpet peter and khorne...but peter knew this was no fake...he had seen them starting to act that way...he had seen this coming...but this...was just sick.

He threw himself to the floor, shouting out loud "WHY!, everything i ever did was for you! why would you do this to me!...no...i refuse...give me life...GIVE ME LIFE!!!!"
"And so i have"

He woke up from his deep meditation, and started at his followers...realising this was his life, and it always had been...this was hell...and he was its master...he picked up Fireblade...and spoke his famous words...

"My brothers...the champion you once knew is dead...times have changed and they have called upon a new leader...a leader with such ferocity that no-one, the imperium, the false emporer, no-one can stop...only with the brute force we carry can we hope to stand against our enemies...and only then can we hope to better ourselves, now what do you say, do i have your lives!" he heard nothing but a scream of chants..."I am reborn...haha...I am Thorpestar Dragonclaws! Preacher of chaos and Khornes Chosen!"

He walked onto the field that day...a changed man...

<b>Current Credentials
Team Member
Team Captian
Khornate Chosen Champion
Owner Of The Sacred "Fireblade" Former Property Of Fulgrim
Right Hand Man To Abbadon The Dispoiler