Lord-General Castor
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Lord-General Castor is one of the heroes for the Imperial Guard in Dawn of War 2: Retribution.
Bio[edit | edit source]
During the events of Retribution, the Blood Raven's home sector of Aurelia is shaken by constant heretical uprisings and rebellions of the local Imperial Guard forces. Castor and his Cadian Shocktroopers are sent in to clean up the mess - ideally before his dear friend Inquisitor Adrastia has to glass the entire system via liberally applied exterminatus weaponry.
An experienced veteran, Castor lost his left arm and had it replaced by a cybernetic one that allows him to wield and accurately fire weapons like sniper rifles or plasma guns from the hip. This allows him to kill and add various different (but invariably dangerous) xenos to the vast expanses of his trophy room, and when the manliest mustache this side of Terra does not suffice to send the foe running, Castor's wide-reaching privileges as an Imperial Lord-General allows him to have entire tanks airdropped right into the middle of the battlefield.
Unlike the conventional Imperial that literally couldn't give any less of a damn about how many guardsmen they are sending to their deaths, Castor is more than willing to use those under his authority, but sternly rebukes the idea of wasting them. The fact that he didn't have Sergeant Merrick executed when the latter gave him a fistful stands evidence to this resourcefulness.
In 8chanmania[edit | edit source]
Lord-General Castor debuted in 8chanmania LXXX. He gave Indrick Boreale a piece of his mind for stealing gear, tanks, and pretty much everything else from the Imperial Guard forces alongside their campaigns, and actually punched the Space Marine so hard that he lost his speech impediment. His next match against Mr. Krabs was a much tighter skinrope, but after his repeated announcements to "MAKE HIM SUPPER!", Castor eventually defeated and then presumably took the old miser to dinner. His shameful downfall came against the felinid and general pain-in-the-arse Neco-Arc.
