Hi all, I've been toying around with a new chapter for the past while, and am beginning to settle on an idea. The core principles of the chapter's history are below, and I'd really appreciate feedback on it! I've tried to go with a rather more tragic take on what would otherwise have been a noble Ultramarines successor, and in further fluff I'll try to play on this theme, and build on the Grimdarkness.
There'll definitely be more coming (probably using the Deathwatch tables to flesh it out), but these are the 'essentials'. Is there anything that works or doesn't? Any areas of improvement? Anything that makes you go But what about this with that?
Thanks!
Background
The Lords of Avalon are an early successor chapter, of XIII Legion heritage, dating back to the 3rd Founding in M.32. The chapter's Fortress Monastery is based on the lush but uninhabited world of Avalon, located on the Eastern Fringe in the Ultima Segmentum. Here, it was to guard part of the frontier between the edge of Imperial space and the unknown void that lies beyond. As an early founding of the Ultramarines, the Lords of Avalon hold closely to the Codex Astartes as the direct word of their Primarch; as such, it heavily influences the chapter’s structure, principles, modes of operation and tactics.
Origins
Beyond this, the chapter also sought in some small way to echo the success of the realm of Ultramar, and to establish a small bastion of productivity and stability in the relative wilderness of the Eastern Fringe. As the chapter established itself on Avalon, it began to become heavily involved in the administration of the system, establishing trade routes, stable systems of governance and sustainable population policies. At its peak in M.37, the Avalon system was a small but flourishing jewel in the sector crown, reflecting the majesty of Ultramar on a smaller scale, and serving as a trade nexus for multiple systems. However, as is often the sad truth in the Imperium, such prosperity was not to last.
Failure
At the outset of M.38, the planet was washed in a rain of dust particles blowing in from the Galactic East. Deemed inert by AdMech surveyors, the chapter did little in response to the cloud, believing it to be harmless. After several weeks however, billowing clouds of suffocating fog started to gather and spread across the planet’s surface, eradicating the minds of any unmodified humans exposed to it. In the face of such a nebulous threat, the guns of the Lords of Avalon were silent and helpless. The chapter was forced to look on as its homeworld was rendered inhospitable to human life before its eyes. Now, the chapter remains guardians of a planet without a population, pacing through grand, echoing halls and temples, surrounded by the memories of its greatest triumph and failure, and wreathed in a constant mist that embraces their millennia-long sense of loss.