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  1. From the album: Miscellaneous Images

    The Legion symbol of my DIY Lost Legion in the A Broken Throne Alternate Heresy project here on the BnC, image kindly created by Drakzilla, put here by me for ease of access.
  2. Ok, so I am still working on a Space Wolves army as of right now, however I had an idea for a lost legion and thought I would share it. Test if people find it as interesting/ feasible lore wise as I do. 2nd Legion: The Commandments "The first time the Emperor gazed upon the 2nd Primarch, Randahl Everul, he saw him through the memories of his adoptive brother Sosem Everul. Sosem's slight psychic potential allowed the Emperor to enter his mind undetected and sift through his memories. What he found was his son, Randahl, was the tyrant of his now home planet Uriel. Not any different from those he conquered in the Unification Wars. He spoke to Sosem telepathically, and revealed to him a great secret. Sosem's father was a slave, of a lower caste that is branded with a personal symbol to denote them as impure of blood. His mother abandoned him with his father, using him for simple pleasure, him being an unfortunate side effect. The few memories the Emperor gleaned of his father showed he was a man worthy of respect and honor, and did not deserve the fate that befell him. Sosem was adopted by the High Kings wife upon finding him unbranded in his fathers starving, dying arms. Despite the slaves being genetically pure on average, and looking no different than you or I, they still were tormented by the "superior" nobles, augmented beyond recognition in most cases. Bah. It mattered not what they did to a slave, murder, beat, nothing was worth punishing if the victim was a slave." He pauses as he sips from a glass, "The Emperor gave Sosem a commandment telepathically to tell Randahl, demanding the freedom of the slaves. He was testing his son, to see his response. Randahl scoffed at the notion of the order, seeing the people as less than chattel. So the Emperor gifted Sosem power, and he wielded it to bring a plague upon the land, that left the slaves untouched. Nobles coughed blood as their bodies futilely fought the rage of Sosem. Randahl agreed to free the slaves, yet when the damage was undone, he went back upon his word. He did this eight times in total, before Sosem with the Emperors guidance smote the entire nobility of thirty cities. Randahl relented finally, giving Sosem a ship, not wanting his kind on Uriel anymore. Sosem led what was left of his people aboard, taking all who had the courage to go. We were waiting just on the far side of the nearest planet for them, ready for the escapees of Uriel." Malcador places his cup next to him, and frowns in disgust. "Randahl followed with a ship of solders as they left the planet. Among his entourage he had a psychic blank, a pariah. The Emperors power could not reach Sosem within its field, and we rushed to rescue what humanity was worth saving upon Uriel. When we arrived there were mountains of civilian casualties, and as the 2nd Legion avenged them, the Emperor and his Custodes rushed to put an end to the Tyrant of Uriel. What they found amongst the fighting was Sosem sobbing, cradling the head of his dead brother. He felled his brother in combat, without psychic power, with a sword thrust through his neck. He avenged and freed his people, at the cost of his beloved brother. A mortal slayed a Primarch, and the Emperor found it fitting to give that title to him. Using Randahls corpse as material, he gave his power to the one he found far more deserving." Malcador drank the last of the wine from his cup. "And that is the beginning of Sosem, Primarch of the 2nd Legion."
  3. As a hobby writer, I greatly enjoy creating fluff through stories. And since my current project is the II Legion, I decided to write the stories here, while I work on the rules and general lore elsewhere. The first segment is currently attached to the first topic I created, which is called The Renegade Legion. Here is where I will continue it. ~~~~~~~ Gregory waited impatiently as he relayed the avalanche of reports coming to him through his small communicator currently wrapped around his ear. The balding aide was under the distinct impression he was being ignored as the Prime Minister occasionally nodded, while he put the finishing touches on his uniform. Gregory glanced around the small ready room as his mouth instinctively spoke. Small was a relative word for this room and the rest of the mansion that was the personal home of Salim's Prime Minister. The ceiling, the walls, even the furniture were twice the size of their normal cousins on the rest of the planet. It had to be, for the Prime Minister was a giant, though he made sure there was plenty of normal-sized furniture to host the many leaders and guests he often met or entertained. Unfortunately, this room made no such accommodations for the rest of the humanity as this was Gottfri's personal ready room. A single large desk and chair were the only furniture, while most of the walls were decorated with weapons, pictures, and other keepsakes that supposedly enhanced the Prime Minister's creative desires on the days where he simply wanted to tinker. Gregory took a moment to ignore his communicator as he asked his own question. "Sir, is it wise to choose your military uniform for this...event? You said there was nothing to fear." "We don't," Gottfri reassured him as he finished pinning the last of his military awards, which covered both sides of his suit jacket with ribbons, seven-pointed stars, and medals. "But, until the unknown is cleared away, the people will fear this strange fleet coming towards us. They will want to know that they will be protected and what better way to show them then by physically reminding them that I am their Commander-in-Chief." The giant turned to the trusted aide. "Has the Senate convened?" "Most of them, sir. Senators Myron and Senator Xiu haven't arrived, but their aides say they are only momentarily delayed." "Good. Have my car waiting for me outside. I'll be leaving in a few minutes myself." "Yes, Prime Minister," Gregory replied before hurrying out. Alone and free of distractions, Gottfri turned his head toward the ceiling. With ease, his mind reached out and he left his ready room behind as he awareness flew through the atmosphere. As ordered, Zhon's fleet had stand down and was holding orbit above the planet. The thousands of human minds in the fleet were colored with fear, anxiety, surprise, and hope. With a thought, Gottfri passed through the fleet to study the far more interesting arrivals. Before him another sea of humanity slowly moved towards them. No. Not just humans. While there was humanity numbering in the millions stretched out before him, some of them were not quite human anymore. Thousands of minds were subtly different in a way that took Gottfri a few seconds to miss out. No fear. No hint of it. Fascinating. And three minds stood out like stars in the enormous cloud of human thoughts and emotions. Well, two stars and a supernova. Gottfri thought about investigating the two smaller stars, but he recognized the mind of his Father. After several decades of not knowing who his true parent was, he allowed curiosity to focus on the golden power and he hurried to it. Not yet, my son. All in good time. Gottfri blinked and was surprised to see he was on the floor. The words. So few, and yet more than enough to 'gently' push him back into his body. No one had ever shown such power to him. Not even the strange xeno he had caught a decade ago. He climbed onto his feet as he analyzed the words again. He felt hints of amusement, a strong dose of determination and affection. Yet, he could detect a smidgen of disappointment. Without meaning to, he felt his second sight reaching into the future to determine the cause for the disappointment. He frowned and stopped himself. For all he knew, his Father would sense that as well and take offense to that. Still, he doubted his brush with his Father's mind was the cause of the disappointment, but what was it then?
  4. The rise and fall of The Ashen Crows The XI Legion Hey guys, Here's the start of my missing legion project. This is my 4th attempt to create a missing legion, but I hope by creating this blog i will be encourage to follow of through with it till the end. The Lore is currently in the works but basically they have a large amount of apothecaries and do a lot of studing of xenos races. Their primarch is a giant apothecary pretty much. Though due to his upbringing on his home world he is physically the weakness of the primarchs though makes up for it in his vast knowledge of biology and other scientific fields. The primarch landed on a planet which had been devastated by a virus, reducing most living things to ash. The primarch being a primarch was immune to the viruses effects and was found by a recon team. Seeing the child primarch they captured him and took him back to the capitol: a huge network of bio-domes that protects them from the virus. It was the decided that the primarch would be tested on in order to find a cure. All these test devastated the primarch physically and mentally to the point where he developed a spilt personality, one half compassionate, kind, charismatic. the other cold, calculating and savage. his darker side takes over, which through force breaks out and goes to hunt down the scientists. he ends up in a forest, overwhelmed with the beauty and complexity of other life his normal side takes over. eventually found by the head scientist, the primarch finds out he was tested on so that they could find a cure, "to bring this world back from the ashes, you are the ember that will ignite a new age". but also finds that the scientist test him had suffered mentally, traumatised by what they had done to a living being. This pretty much gives the primarch his moral compass, he feels that sacrifices have to be made in order to progress. but feels that humans shouldn't have to suffer in wars. The primarch is trained under the scientists and quickly surpasses them in all fields of science, especially biology. using his knowledge he starts to terraform the planet, then papa emps arrives. The primarch came into the legion with saddness, finding out the suffering affecting the galexy and how men are having to give away their lives in order to fight. He praised all of his new found sons, and promised that one day no one will have to suffer in the acts of war ever again. the first recruits taken from the home planet was criminals, the primarch deeming them the only ones worthless enough to loose nothing from joining the legion. As time went on, the primarch grew to hate the solar axilla and imperial milta and would force them to retreat or he would not fight. seeing it as a waste of life. often before and during battles his personalities would argue, each one having different ways to achieve the same goal. depending on who won out wars could be focused on protecting the world, or bringing it to the torch. "by killing thousands we could save billions". The primarch decided to improve the space marine recruitment process and started to grow test tube humans, whos genetics would allow them to be more susceptible to the gene seed in-plant. The humans born were raised in the ships and fortress of the legion learning the lesson of the primarch and the imperial truth. I'm still working on all the details but this is just a basic outline.
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