A son-of-Sanguinius starter rack — Captain on bike, a unit of Death Company, Sanguinary Guard wings, the lot. Painted up, this one starts arguments at the table.
Two from the bench — a workshop guide for the chapter you've just picked, and a painted-up patrol from a regular to show you where the job ends.
Six brushes, four paints, one mug of tea. The bare-bones edge routine that gets a ten-mini patrol off the bench and onto the mat in a weekend — without flubbing the gold trim.
Three weeks at the bench, four glazes per pauldron, and a fire-effect on the flamer the camera barely catches. Mara walks us through the chapter scheme she's been refining since 2023.