Lore
Terror. It breeds in the dark, spreads like a plague across the hive, the wastes and the unspeakable places, the cracks in even the most deolate places. Why, you ask? The hive is scary enough normally, gangs, aliens, malcontents are everywhere. but the shadows that stalk even them are something else. You see, the spyrers are brought up on terror, their parents, family, retainers will expunge the weak without a thought, those that survive enter a new battle for supremacy with their siblings. the few that reach age then are cast to the underhive. A liberation of sorts, for now they can spread terror and they have been well schooled. The scions of House Helmawr fear nothing bar their own failure, they care about nothing except their own supremacy. Terror is their mana, but it is not their currency. Thier currency is kills, and the residents of the underhive and beyond are ideal to increase their counts, but jsut killing prey brings little. So we return to terror, the silent wings above you casting brief shadows, the ensnarement waiting in the dark and the brute charging straight for you, guns blazing..it matters little to you which gets you and in truth you matter less to them, you are, after all, just another click on the kill counter, but, thank you for your contribution to the future leadership of the hive.