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Brother Augustus had very few friends among his fellow Word Bearers even before his legion began its decent into heresy. The son of a Terran noble, drafted into the legion after the conquest of the Sol system but before their Primarch's rediscovery, Augustus often heard the accusation that everything in his life had come at no cost to himself. Time and again, he swooped in with his squad after others had already done the hard work of combat and bloodshed. Compliance after compliance saw his name added again and again to the rolls of honor among his legion, and Augustus swelled with pride as the voices of his detractors died under the cheers of grateful Imperial Army soldiers and converted citizens.

But such vainglorious deeds have always proved fleeting throughout the history of humanity, and this new age would prove no different. The coming of Lorgar to the legion gave many a cause for rejoicing, but Augustus' spirit wavered at the influx of new recruits from Colchis. Time and again, he found himself passed over for promotion and elevation. The new breed craved their father's approval far more than Augustus did, and only his ingrained sense of duty kept him fighting under the Word Bearer's banner with any enthusiasm. He became know for bouts of sullenness and irascibility, arguing with other Word Bearers at the slightest provocation. When the Imperial Truth at the heart of the Word Bears crumbled, many among Augustus' fellows volunteered for the duty of purging him from their ranks. He died in a routine compliance, some twenty years before the treachery at Calth, murdered before he could even learn of the new gods that commanded the legion. As broken and unremembered as the city that burned around him, he simply uttered "finally" into the Word Bearer's vox before succumbing to the wounds his brothers had dealt him.