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The Heresy of Hieros "A judgment, terrible to sinners, but desirable and sweet to the just." A world of fire and faith, Hieros has for millenia been a bastion of loyalty to the Ecclesiarchy. A civilized Shrine World named in the honour of Saint Hieros following the 7th Black Crusade. A landscape of towering cathedrals and other holy temples, it has since then been the home of a myriad of cults proclaiming their service to the God-Emperor of Mankind. Byzantine politics and obscure rituals are commonplace here, where faith and politics are one and the same and ones' pedigree is not decided by blood but zeal. The Planatery Govener goes by the title of Duke and is as of the 42nd Millenia Dalerius Crowley whose influence in truth is dwarfed by the various High Priests, Prophets and other religious figures that hold the power on Hieros. All of this was before the Cicatrix Maledictum, on Hieros known by many names, chiefly The Dark Seal said to herald the End Times. The world was cut off from the Imperium of Man like many others and suffered for generations, ravaged by daemonic incursions and famine as it lacked the industry to feed itself, untold millions died. When the blessed Light of the Emperor reached them oncemore the Imperial forces found them in the midst of a civil war against the heretic. It was swiftly crushed and an official envoy of the Adeptus Ministorum has been put in place as the head of the world's myriad of cults and temples. An impossible position for they are endless. In such trying times prophets, saviors and saints, all unrecognized by the Ecclesiarchy, rose up to prominence and founded various cults in the name of the God-Emperor. Their pratices are as varied as they obscure, rituals and wards to drive off the daemon praticed on every corner in the wake of the Time of Weeping Skies. Many of them militias and gangs as much as religious congregations, forced together to defend themselves and strengthen their convictions. Yet rumor persists that not all heresy was stamped out when the world was returned to the Imperial fold and Inquisitor Regulus has been dispatched to learn the truth of it. Having arrived mere months past the Inquisitor swiftly made his home at the Imperial Citadel, the home of Duke Dalerius together with his abomiable band of criminals and heathens. In the shadow of temples the purge of Hieros begins. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to my narrative hobby project for Warhammer 40.000 inspired by the many great ones seen around B&C and elsewhere. This will follow Inquisitor Regulus's mission to seperate cult from heresy and stamp out the lingering taint of maleficarum left from generations lost to the Imperium. I imagine Hieros as a great sprawling landscape of cathedrals, churches, temples of various shapes and forms both familiar and exotic. A place filled with strange faith, all proclaiming themselves to the Emperor but obscure and foreign to the Ecclesiarchy. How does one weed the righteous from the heretic? A task left to the High Priest and the Inquisitor. The cults themselves in their endless numbers declare religious war on eachother constantly and the cities of the planet are prone to conflict. Many of the once great wonders have been ruined and left to decay over the last generation as depseration and starvation drove many a citizen to flock elsewhere. My hope is to be able to create fun and intresting miniatures to depict the various strange cults and groups found on Hieros and get to play with the many forms that the Imperial faith may take, especially after the dark times following the Great Rift and generations long seperation from the Imperium. The first miniature to present will be Sir William Marshal, one of many enforcers found in the employ of Inquisitor Regulus. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sir William has become a known figure amongst the priesthoods of Hieros since the arrival of the Inquisitor. Mere days after making landfall he breached the gates of The House of Sterling Star at the head of a regiment of Ducal Guards and burned it to the ground with every soul inside. Since that night his sudden appearance has become synonym with the Inquisitor's judgement, despite this he has grown to be one of the more public faces of Regulus' retinue, his affluent past making him right at home with the religious elite of the planet. As keen to placate and spoil him in the hopes of earning favour with his master as they are afraid of him looking into their affairs, for no man is without transgressions. A warrior cherub is his constant companion, some claim it to be tied to the Inquisitor. Whispering orders and serving as his eyes and ears beyond the walls of the Imperial Citadel. By what has been gleamed during the banquets and rites he has attended the rumours makes him the lost or banished scion of a Knight House of unknown renown. What, if this is true, has found him in service to the Inquisition is unknown.