Dalahar had given a brief explanation of Storm birds, giant assault craft that could carry 50 marines like him or larger things like dreadnoughts and rhino apcs. The sokar pattern storm bird was the most common in use and was gigantic in the scale. One thing about everything that Dalahar missed was the scale. Everything was so small here. The buildings, the battles, the people, the stakes. Storm birds were giant engines of war and Dalahar had seen wings of thousands descend into a scorched battle scape, punching through any in their path, shrugging off all damage and disgorging legion astartes straight to the planet surface before taking off again to provide air support. Here there didn't seem to be any chance of anything as sweeping or grand as that. It had made him a tad jaded in all honesty.