Help, Brains needed

[FranklS04]

Hi all,

 

I am a new member to this site, which is great by the way.

 

I am thinking of creating my own Space marine chapter using the Space Wolves as the basis.  I have my colour scheme however can any of you help me with a name.  The ones I have come up with so far just dont seem good enough.  They Are:

1. Storm Giants
2. Omega Wolves
3. Alpha Wolves
4. Wolves Rampent
5. Lycan Guard

 

As you can see not the best  

[Argun]

Hmm... I like #5, but I'd suggest that as a Regiment of the IG for allies.

Second choice: #3. 

[Saintspirit]

The Storm Giants do exist already (http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Storm_Giants#.UhuOOIXexWk) and IMHO, the word "Wolf" are used by SW:s far too often, so I'd say either Nr1 (if you don't mind using that chapter) or Nr5.

[Veteran Sergeant]

#1 is already "taken" by a GW chapter which are (speculated) Salamanders successors. Dont like #5 at all. Maybe just because it remindsme of those absolutely awful Underworld movies.

 

I think some of the best Space Wolves based Chapters use a different animal altogether. You might consider that route. Spess Lions, Tigers, or Bears (oh my) can be just as ferocious.

[TDF]

And remember that SW geneseed is extremely unstable, with the only successor Chapter, the Wolf Brothers, having to be disbanded, so chances are that you'll be using different geneseed anyway.

[FranklS04]

Thank you for all the replies. I especially like the idea of using a different animal like a bear, just not sure how yet.

 

I am aware that the space wolves only had the one successor, however the way I was thinking of creating the fluff was that during one of the great searchs for there lost primarch Russ a battle cruiser with a full company of space wolves lost there astropath during a warp jump. When they finaly exited the warp they where beyond known imperial space. With no astropath they have spent the last (not sure yet how long) trying to return to imperial space. Due to the long journey they have little in the way of working vehicles.

 

My line of thought was that due to the long journey they have renamed themselves.

[Kristoff]

Do you have a color scheme in mind, or want the name to base the colors on?

[FranklS04]

I was thinking of a very light grey/bone colour for the power armour with the heraldic shoulder pad black

[Veteran Sergeant]

Probably unlikely for Space Wolves to rename themselves. Their heritage would be a point of pride. And the problem with the idea of "lost Space Wolves" is the Space Wolves geneseed fails because of magic about Fenris. So unless they are recruiting from Fenris, they're going to suffer mutation and genetic breakdown just like the Wolf Brothers did.


I wouldn't get locked into the idea that you need to be actual Space Wolves. A chapter with Ultramarines, or even Salamanders geneseed could be "Space Wolfy" if they come from a feral planet and the chapter's values have shifted in that direction over the millenia. Then you get Space Wolf flavor, but no fluff problems. But if you do want them to be actual Space Wolves, you're best off sticking with one of the Great Companies. It's a bit odd that Games Workshop painted Spwolves players into a fluff corner like that, but it is what it is.

Then again, don't let anyone dictate your version of 40K for you.

[FranklS04]

My problem is that of all the space marines the only one that I actually like is the space wolves. I have there codex and like the overall feel of the army, however I dont want to go to my local hobby club and have the same army as 3 or 4 other players. Hence the diy. In the codex and fluff it says that each great company can be larger then some chapters of space marines. Keeping this in mind wouldnt it be possible for enough men to be aboard the cruiser, say 500 and due to attrition and no way to recruit by the time they get back to imperial space they only number 100 or so.

 

What about sons of Fenris as the name

[Brother Tyler]

From your description, I'd say that you're not creating a new Chapter. What you're creating is one of the lost great companies of the Space Wolves. You could simply focus your efforts around creating the Wolf Lord and his symbol in making the army different from other known Space Wolf armies.

[FranklS04]

Thank you brother Tyler. After your post I went back to the codex and found the perfect Origin story for my fluff. Even better its part of official cannon.

 

The lost company of Svengar the red.

Sailing though a wyrmhole in searh of his lost primarch, Svengar the Red finds himself and his men transported far beyond the rim of the galaxy, past even the Ghost Stars. The void is empty as a heretics soul. Svengar's men begin to talk of whispered voices in the night, promising safe haven. On the cusp of turning back a dark planet is glimpsed in the distance. The space wolves head towards the distant orb, expecting trouble. Instead they find a civilation of tall fair people who live in luxury, far from war and the confusion of the galactic core. Relieved to have fpund a base of operations Svengar and his men begin to relax and enjoy there time with this newly discovered people. It is only when Svengar makes a casual approach at one of the local women that the space wolves discover there hosts are not human at all. Though they fight bravely, sSvengar and his men are never seen again

[ScionOfGrief]

Sounds like you've got yourself the basis of an army. You could do some really cool themed conversions throughout the army as well (lots of dead Daemonettes, maybe a couple of duel centerpieces). Will you be painting them as Space Wolves with your own invented Great Company markings then?

[FranklS04]

So this is the colour scheme i was looking at

[FranklS04]

Back story Part 1 

 

Please let me know what you think so far 

 

Sons of Russ: 

 

 

 

 

 

History:

 

During the last Great Hunt Svengar the Red led his company in search of their lost Primarch Russ.  After 7 months of searching Svengar heard of a wise old crone living alone in the mountains of a feral world.  This crone claimed knowledge of the missing Primarch and pointed Svengar and his company towards a wyrmhole just outside of the system.

 

After hearing this Svengar ordered his company to make all haste towards this spacial anomaly,  Despite warnings from the
companys Rune Priests and Astropaths.   Svengar only had eyes for being the Wolf to return its Alpha male to the pack.

 

Without heeding the warnings of the companies Rune Priest Svengar order the Cruiser Grey Mane into the Wrymhole.  Upon leaving the wyrmholes embrace Svengar ordered an immediate scan of the area.  The readings where not good the wyrmhole had
deposited the company beyond Imperial Space.

 

Svengar ordered an immediate warp jump, realising that he had been sent on a wild goose chase he flew into a rage.  It was
at this point that the ships Astropath gave the grim news.  They were beyond the reach of the Astronomican and as such unable to navigate a Warp jump home.

 

After taking counsel with the companys Rune and Wolf Priests Svengar decided upon a course of action.  Instead of trying to
make the long journey home which would take thousands of years they would explore this new region of space and look for a suitable planet to set up a base of operations.

 

After months of searching a planet was seen on the scans, a dark orb in the distance.  Svengar made contact with what appeared to be a tall, fair humanoid race.  Svengar and his men were instantly accepted by the Empress of the planet and gifted with an archipelago near the southern polar region of the planet.  Pleased to have been accepted so readily Svengar ordered his men to begin the construction of a forward operating base.

With the passage of time it was soon the 1^st anniversary of the Wolves planetfall the Empress offered to throw a feast to memorialize the occasion.  Svengar being the Wolf Lord he is could not resist the invite to a feast for what do he and his brethren enjoy more than anything, a chance to eat, drink and sing a saga.

 

Svengar brought with him to the Imperial palace his Wolf Guard, Long Fangs and Grey hunters.  Leaving 1 pack of Grey hunters
led by Bors to look after the Blood Claws at the base.  Deciding against appearing in wargear to a feast being put together in their honour, Svengar ordered all the men accompanying him to dress in Company fatigues and only bring there combat Knife
(how else would the wolves cut their meat)

 

The Wolves were met on the stairs of the palace by the Empress herself.  Dressed in an almost transparent  silk like material she brought a response of awe form the Wolves.   Beauty would be an understatement, standing on the stairs with the setting sun behind her she appeared to glow, to radiate a bubble of calm and tranquility that not even the Emperors Wolves were immune to.

 

Entering the great hall of the palace Svengar and his men were treated to the site of table after table loaded with food and in the corner dozens of casks of the local wine.  After the mandatory greetings and thanks the Wolves hit the food and wine with only the gusto a genetically engineered human could.

[ScionOfGrief]

I think the colour scheme is good, aside from the blue helmet crest, which doesn't really fit. If you really want to have some blue in their, stick it on the left shoulder guard or the kneepads perhaps? I think the helmet would definitely look better as a single colour.
The fluff is interesting, SPAG aside. I can already see Svengar becoming a headstrong, "this ship is not a democracy"-type leader, and a bit of a berserker in combat. It'll be interesting to see what happens when (if) they make it off the "paradise" planet. Will Svengar despair at the realisation that he can never return to the Imperium? Will he remain optimistic? Will he take his search into the Empyrean? Or will he do something completely different? I look forward to finding out.

[FranklS04]

Part 2 guys.  What do you think so far?

 

Towards the end of the feast Svengar from his place of honour seated to the Empress right stood and demanded silence.   Raising is glass he toasted

 

‘For the Wolf Lord, For the Empress’

 

There was a stunned silence, never before had a Wolf Lord not made this toast to the Allfather.  Suddenly from behind tapestries and from shadowed corridors came feminine figures.  Lithe and beautiful they moved with the elegance of dancers memorising the wolves present.   It was not until the first head was separated from the shoulders of a Grey Hunter that the wolves realised the danger they were in.  Daemonettes, brides of the foul god Slaanesh.

 

What happened next was an orgy of sensual vilance catering to the beast within all the wolves.  When the doors to the Great Hall where reopened the only Wolf to leave was Svengar no longer the proud Wolf Lord he entered as.  Svengar was now no more than a slavering combination of beast and man whose only interest was the fulfilment of his baser instincts.

 

 

Something was wrong.  Bors had been left in command of the F.O.B with his pack to in his eyes ‘Babysit the pups’   Before Svengar and the rest of the packs had left for the feast he had been ordered to continue the work on the base and to ensure the headstrong blood Claws and there arrogant pack leader Tyr were kept out of trouble and under control.   That had been 5 days ago and as yet there had been no vox call from the Wolf Lord.  Meeting with the rest of his pack Bors highlighted his concerns and ordered an immediate removal of the companies specialist wargear back to the Grey Mane. 

 

Hearing the roar of the gunships coming in Bors ordered the Blood Claws to parade in an effort to greet the Wolf Lord on his return.  
As the gunships landed there was an air of anticipation.  What got off that gunship would forever be burned into the minds of the Wolves that survived.  As the ramps descended there was a blood curdling howl.  Charging through the gap was a creature easily the size of the dreadnoughts back on Fenris.  It was a visage from every Wolves nightmare a hulking mix of fur and armour, blood and saliva dripping from its open maw.   Behind it came the leaping daemonettes. 

 

Before Bors could issue an order the closest pack of Blood Claws answered the creatures howl with there own and charged into the beast and its brides.  Using this distraction Bors ordered the withdrawal  of the rest of his troops just as the remaining 25 gunships appeared on the horizon.  Sealing the hanger doors Bors immediately recognised the predicament they were in.  Svengar had taken all the experienced battle brothers with him leaving Bors and his pack with a group of untrained ill tempered youths.  They could not win.

 

Ordering the Blood Claws to immediately evacuate to the Grey Mane in orbit Bors made the decision to hold the hanger door until the last gunship was ready to depart.   He and his pack of 9 Grey hunters prepared to face the wrath of the daemonettes and there creature.  As the Hanger door was finally rent open Bors charged.  The powerfield around his Wolf Claw sparking with the built up energy.  His brothers firing there bolters as they steadily advanced behind him.  Bors hit the rent in the door and immediately
began dicing the Demons left and right his brothers ensuring that his back was covered.   Eventually the Grey Hunters began to push though the Demon ranks, however this inadvertently allowed the Demons to flank the battling Wolves. 

 

Slowly from all sides the Wolves were pulled down one by one and torn apart in the graceful talents of the Daemonettes.  Eventually only Bors remained, refusing to yield Bors charged the creature swinging his claw in a mighty arc.  With a speed unnatural for a beast of its size the creature spun to its left.  Instead of Bors Wolf claw removing its head he only managed to take the creatures
ear.  The creature then in a movement to fast for the mortal eye to follow closed on Bors and ripped out his throat

 

Part 3 soon

[FranklS04]

What do you all think?

[FranklS04]

Hi all, The replies seemed to have dried up. 

 

Please could you give it a read and let me know your thoughts