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Aye, Olis has the right of it. When I think of Inquisitorial agents, I think of an Inquisitor's entourage over the Inquisitors themselves.

 

There should be intensive reprisals, but I meant for it to be inferred rather than elaborating on them myself. :sweat:

 

Of course, the next installment might make things more difficult for those aligned against this new cult. :devil:

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Welp, I may be dropping my Violator army concept for another round of the Putrefactors.

 

Not that I contribute much, but now I may finally get a playable army moving.

 

Add what you can, when you can, brother. As a community project it's open to absolutely everyone to contribute as much or as little as they wish/can. The doors will remain open for as long as the project continues. :)

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The second post has been updated. The only real changes have been the addition of sub-sector Colvin and several Chaos Marine warbands.

 

Please give it a review, make sure everything's up to snuff. And make sure I didn't leave any buddy cop/Pokemon references. :p

 

Here's the next installment:

 

579.M37

 

Otto Gehrvir is elected Archbishop of Colvin Majoris. With his ascension, the Cult of the New Dawn gains legitimacy in the eyes of the Ecclesiarchy, though internal resistance against this faction remains strong. The cult’s detractors refer to St. Verdinant as the Unseen Saint, for despite the cult’s belief in his return, he remains curiously absent. Many of the Archbishop's compatriots attempt to obtain seats on the Council of Deacons, however in this they are thwarted. With this legitimacy comes the cessation of dozens of ongoing Inquisitorial investigations and purges. Under Archbishop Gehrvir’s guidance, Ecclesiarchal power in the Colvin sub-sector builds to dominate all else. The Inquisition especially sees its influence in the region dwindle, its dealings hampered by growing suspicion of this usually feared institution. A formal inquiry is made into the Inquisition’s handling of the so-called Sword of St. Gotthardt event.

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The second post has been updated. The only real changes have been the addition of sub-sector Colvin and several Chaos Marine warbands.

 

Please give it a review, make sure everything's up to snuff. And make sure I didn't leave any buddy cop/Pokemon references. :p

 

Here's the next installment:

 

579.M37

 

Otto Gehrvir is elected Archbishop of Colvin Majoris. With his ascension, the Cult of the New Dawn gains legitimacy in the eyes of the Ecclesiarchy, though internal resistance against this faction remains strong. The cult’s detractors refer to St. Verdinant as the Unseen Saint, for despite the cult’s belief in his return, he remains curiously absent. Many of the Archbishop's compatriots attempt to obtain seats on the Council of Deacons, however in this they are thwarted. With this legitimacy comes the cessation of dozens of ongoing Inquisitorial investigations and purges. Under Archbishop Gehrvir’s guidance, Ecclesiarchal power in the Colvin sub-sector builds to dominate all else. The Inquisition especially sees its influence in the region dwindle, its dealings hampered by growing suspicion of this usually feared institution. A formal inquiry is made into the Inquisition’s handling of the so-called Sword of St. Gotthardt event.

I had originally intended to keep the Warband Undivided, but you kno what? :cuss it. Lightly Khornate turned Purge and Word Bearer troopers will be interesting. So thanks for evolving that decision for me.

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Leader of Lord Sero's own chosen, Lakredon was blessed by the hands of his Lord two millenia ago after he crushed the skull of that red haired Eldar Farseer under his boot on a lost Crone World. For that action, Lord Sero shared the benediction of Tzeentch with him, offering him a crab-like claw for a right hand, gifting him with horns and fusing his armor to his mortal body so he could better serve the gods.

Thanks to his Lord he was now stronger and faster than he ever was. He follows him, wherever he goes. Setting foot on more worlds that he could remember, obeying his every order. That day lost in the year 229 of the 37th millenia wasn't going to be different.

 

The Dreadclaw shaked as it went through the atmosphere. His gifted brothers waited in silence. In a few minutes, the Black Legion would be on Grennarch and he will be at the vanguard, as his Lord requested.

 

Brother Stavaur's tentacles weaved around him, betraying his excitement. The dim light of the Dreadclaw's interior was reflecting on the blade merged to Xurq's arm. The mind of Lakredon wandered for a minute, but it was already too much, for a signal informed the elite of the Transcended that they were about to hit the ground. Lakredon briefly thought about telling his men to get ready. But centuries had made them ready for everything.

 

In the blink of an eye, the Black Legionnaires recovered from the shock and jumped out of the opened hatch, leaving the Dreadclaw in a swift move they've done countless times. They landed in a great forest set ablaze by orbital fire. Everything around them was in flames but their objective. The night sky was filled with thick black smoke, preventing Lakredon from witnessing the fall of hundreds of Dreadclaws. His squad managed to escape the wrath of the laser battery before him, but some probably didn't had that chance. He had to stop that gun.

 

With a move from his claw he ordered his squad to move. The Astartes guarding the defensive position were a few hundred meters away, and were already reacting to the landing of his Dreadclaw near them. Lakredon saw their green and blue colors enlightened by the fire of the forest. He quickly followed his squadmates, running through the flames of the hellish landing site.

 

The superhuman senses of the Black Legionnaire caught the sound of Bolter fire even amidst the constant roar of countless burning trees. He had no idea if one of his men had been hit. He could only see Xurq and Dalamerion before him, and presumed that K'taï, Xerchas and Iverus where following him. The squad was using the fire to cover its movement toward the position held by the Aetheric Swords, their bolts piercing through the flames, missing their agile targets.

 

Suddently, Xurq and Dalamerion stopped, taking cover behind a huge rock, thirty meters away from the laser battery. Stavaur was waiting for his leader there, along with St'eroth whose left arm was bleeding. As his remaining squadmates arrived, Lakredon stood up, and with a strong voice showing his absolute hatred he roared "Now is the time, slay them all". With daemonic alacrity, the squad broke in two as the Legionnaires left their cover. Lakredon was leading Xerchas, Dalamerion and Xurq as the others were en route to flank their prey.

 

Lakredon was the first to get out from the burning hell surrounding the battery, and as exepected, he saw a full squad of Aetheric Swords, hiding behind their defenses. As the Legionnaire was running toward them, he had to dodge most of the Bolter fire. Lakredon has felt the bite of the bolts numerous times, and he'll feel it again. Yet each time he was hit, it was like the very first time. A bolt hit his armor just below the right knee, failing to slow him down.

 

Now that they were about to reach the Space Marines, the other half of his squad broke free from the forest on the flank, rushing to the loyalists. And already, the loyalists were adapting.

 

Lakredon jumped the little wall, soaring high before falling on two Space Marines clad in green and blue, making them lose balance. The Chosen of Ktevaa Sero then leaped on one of those when Dalamerion bringed the other one on the ground. Lakredon managed to get his claw on the helmeted head of this opponent, putting its inhuman strenght to work in order to crush the skull of the Marine. The unfortunate tried to fight back, using his knife to try to lacerate the claw, achieving little appart from scarring the exoskeleton protecting it. In a roar, Lakredon crushed the helmet and the skull within it, leaving the body fall aside while turning to the fight that was taking place.

 

Lakredon finally came to realize that a Heavy-Bolter was shooting on Stavaur and the others. Dalamerion was still lacerating his victim with his clawed hands while Xurq and Xerchas were suffering as three Swords were pushing them back and their squadleader, with his two-handed power sword, was about to join the fray.

 

Lakredon, filled with bloodlust, shot in the melee with his Bolt pistol while closing in, shooting an Aetheric Sword through the respirator vox-grill of his helmet, making the Marine take two steps back before a flood of blood began to spill from the gaping hole. He was dead before his body fell to the ground.

 

Dalamarion rushed around the Laser battery to take care of the Heavy-Bolter. The progress of the other half of the squad had been considerably slowed down, and the situation wasn't going all that well. Xurq was still fighting against a now one armed Marine, while the Aetheric Swords Sergeant stepped in Xerchas' duel, thrusting his sword through the Legionnaire's back.

 

The painful scream of Xerchas was soon drowned in his blood. Lakredon leaped into the fight, screaming for vengeance. His momentum almost had him killed as he barely dodged the sword of the Sergeant. The other marine that kept Xerchas occupied before the killing blow left his officer to his duel, but arrived too late to save his brother who just had been decapitated by Xurq, who was laughing like a madman as a geyser of blood gushed out from his victim's neck. The Black Legionnaire already had his right arm, the one fused with a double edged blade, pointed at his new opponent.

 

For a short time, Lakredon and the Sergeant looked at each other. Each one hating what the other was, what he represented and what stood behind him. Lakredon wasn't impressed. It was obviously the first time his opponent faced a Black Legionnaire. But Lakredon had been facing the colorful Chapters of the Adeptus Astartes for almost three thousand years.

 

The Sergeant was the first to make his move, savagely attacking the Legionnaire. The Aetheric Sword was relentless in its aggression, his two-handed sword only barely missing Lakredon as he skillfully evaded the blows of the Emperor's lapdog.

 

Lakredon, after a successful parry, shot his Bolt pistolt to the Sergeant before he recovered. The bolts crashed against the ceramite. At that range, the impacts shaked the Sergeant, yet, it wasn't enough to stop him, and the savage assault resumed.

 

The Aetheric Sword made a daring move, rushing shoulder first into Lakreon and putting him off balance before swinging his sword right through Lakredon's mutated right shoulder. The pain was stunning, and Lakredon fell to his knee, dropping his Bolt pistol, still with the sword stuck in his shoulder.

 

The Sergeant acted like he was enjoying the moment. He pulled the sword out of Lakredon's flesh, raising his blade over his head for the coup de grâce.

 

Lakredon's pain was slowly diluted into his hatred. The Sergeant birefly smiled as he delivered the overhead blow. Lakredon rushed to him, catching the Aetheric Sword's arm and stabbing the end of his claw through the weak armpit joint before piercing the reinforced ribcage and lacerating his opponents twin hearts. The Sergeant looked surprised for a second, before having his traits deformed by rage and pain.

 

Lakredon left the dead body fall on the ground. Around him, no more Heavy-Bolter fire, no more fighting, just the assembly of his men, smiling at him for his victory. Stavaur and Iverus appeared wounded and the body of K'taï was laying against a wall.

 

"Is he dead ?" Lakredon asked, looking at his own wounded shoulder.

"Not yet" replied Dalamerion. "The gods smile upon him".

 

St'eroth was planting the melta charges to destroy the Laser battery. The winds of Grennarch cleared the skies of the black smoke, for an instant. Lakredon saw hundreds of Dreadclaw assault pods lacerate the night sky. The guns of the planet will all be silenced in a few hours and heavier transports will be able to land safely.

 

The Black Legionnaire smiled. Death has come to Grennarch.

 

 

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It was finally dawn.

 

The rays of the sun were starting to pierce the thick smoke that was rising from the battlefield and the pyres in the now burnt Beltani Forest, behind the Black Legion's entranchements. Nevine Wildblade, Chapter Master of the Aetheric sword, stood proudly, on top of the Ring of Stone. He felt like daylight was washing away the horrors of the night and the stench of the dead.

 

The night had been a frightening display of power from the Black Legion forces. Their bombardments left the Sacred Hearth deeply scarred. Never before in the entire Chapter's history a hated foe managed to take a shot at the Fortress-Monastery. But they were unlike any foe Wildblade had ever faced in his life. Yet so far, the Rings were holding.

 

The Chapter's fleet was kept in system for the last three weeks. The Concil felt a darkness in the Aether so they ordered the Chapter to regroup and defend Grennarch from it. The nearby systems soon fell prey to vicious Chaos attacks. The traitors were slaughtering imperial citizens in the millions. Cries for help errupted from everywhere around the Grennarch sytem. Yet the Concil remained firm, the Aetheric Swords would stay on Grennarch to face the Darkness that lurked in the Aether. Day after day, the Chapter received desperate calls and gruesome reports of what was happening on the worlds they swore to protect. Wildblade's pride suffered greatly from the forced inactivity. After several such days, the madness had spread to Teveron Prime, a Hive World the Chapter had already defended against violent Chaos-fuelled uprisings. To pay hommage to the eighteen Aetheric Swords killed during the war, the Planetary Governor of Teveron Prime asked the Chapter a favour. He wanted the dead to remain on the planet, so the population could take care of their mausoleum and remember their sacrifice. The Concil agreed and so the eighteen Aetheric Swords were buried in front of the Governor's Palace, under a great mausoleum and Teveron Prime later became a second recruiting ground for the Chapter. And now it was burning.

 

The Concil, overwhelmed by the chaos all around the Grennarch system. And the attack of Teveron was weakening their resolve to keep all the Chapter on the defensive. Wildblade seized the opportunity and used all his authority to force the Concil to send the 2nd and the 7th companies, under Captain Viridovix's command to save Teveron Prime. Since then, contact has been lost with the Viridovix' forces. A few weeks later, the Chapter's fleet was engaged and defeated by a massive Black Legion fleet at the edge of the Grennarch system. Some ships may have had the time to slip in the Warp to flee, but yet again, all contact was lost, except for the cries for help of the neighbouring systems. Wildblade ended up suspecting the Black Legion let those arrive to Grennarch to demoralize the Aetheric Swords, but the martyr of innocents only strengthened their resolve.

 

Ironically, after being so reluctant to send help, the Concil now called for assistance from the other Chapters of the Cluster. The might of the Black Legion fleet was so great that there was no way the Aetheric Swords could hold long against it. The Chapter received no answer at all, the Concil suspected that Chaos sorcerers were blurring the Aether. The Aetheric Swords stood alone, but they were determined to fight, nonetheless.

 

The no man's land between the positions of the Black Legion and the Sacred Hearth was littered with corpses. Cultists, mutants, scum of the Galaxy. The Legionnaires sent them in continuous waves, to exhaust the Swords' supplies. From the informations he recieved, the inhabitants of Grennarch had been slaughtered, refusing to bow before the invaders, knowing they faced certain death. Wildblade was born among them. Yet in the face of the Emperor's most hated foes he couldn't help but feel disconnected from the trivial consequences of a war for survival.

 

The final waves came crashing on the Stone Ring and even though the Brothers had slaughtered the hordes with relative ease, some cultists carried bombs and detonated them, weakening certain parts of the wall.

 

Wildblade suddently saw three of his brothers being carried to the Chaos' side of the no man's land. They were probably captured during the void battle. They had been stripped from their armour and unholy runes had been carved in their flesh. Black Legionnaires made them kneel before the no man's land, for all to see. Then they gave directions to some cultists, who started decapitating Wildblade's brothers with crude weapons. No Aetheric Swords yelled as they were slowly butchered. Wildblade knew the Black Legion was trying to lure his forces out of the Fortress-Monastery, they had been doing this kind of monstruous demonstration ever since they began the siege.

 

The bombs soon started to fall again and orbital fire rained on the defenses of the Aetheric Swords. The void shields had been downed a few times already. It was only a matter of time before the generator breaks for good under the pressure. But Wildblade was ready.

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Ooo. I like it.

Three minor nitpicks

1. Some of the past tenses are a bit wonky, although I get the impression that your first language is French, so no worries.

2. Lacerated seems a little overused.

3. "shooting a Sword through the respirator vox-grill of his helmet," makes it sound at first that Lacredon just stuck his bladed tongue out of his (Lacredon's) helmet rather than shooting a (n Aetheric) Sword through his (the Aetheric Sword's) helmet.

 

Great stuff though.

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That should work nicely Incinerator.

 

Also a suggestion, the Angels Exultant fall almost immediately after the Doomsayers return to the Liber Cluster. They were also strong allies of the Aetheric Swords and are easily manipulated post fall. If the Aetheric Swords are to fall, I suggest that Sero use these new followers of the Blood God as fodder against them. Fighting against those who were once the staunchest of allies may unsettle the Swords when even fighting the foulest of heresies and oldest of traitors did not. Particularly so since the Angels would still be singing along with the Choir.

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I sort of liked Cormac's typo about a warband which followed Sero to one world, but not another.

 

Did they all die?

 

Did they decide to stay on that world and turn it into a planet spanning Chaos temple?

 

Did Sero sorcerously bind them all to that particular planet to guard some treasure or secret?

 

And the Wartorn originally made me go "Ah-ha! Time displaced Great Crusade World Eaters who washed up in the Ghostlands and were scooped up by the Inquisition!"

 

But I also like the notion of a bureaucratic oopsy-whoopsy causing a Khornate warband to be given Inquisitorial authority.

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DELIVERER: Astropathic Center 4x1C (Seer’s Spire/Colvin Majoris)

RECIPIENT: Orbital Station Kappa-Beta 13 (Falcon’s Roost/Kriegslund)

 

 

My lord Atredamos,

 

 

This missive was sent from Colvin headquarters. The clearance was higher than I could crack into, so I’m afraid I can do little more than forward it to you as it was sent to your estate. It appears to have been sent from office of Lord Inquisitor Krastin Faust. Could it be that our work has finally gotten his attention? Please respond if we have reason to be in good cheer!

 

 

Your servant,

Strona Veriqut

 

 

+++CLASSIFIED: RD17 CLEARANCE REQUIRED+++

 

 

+++PASSWORD: ****************************************************+++

 

 

+++THANK YOU, INQUISITOR+++

 

 

Inquisitor Atredamos,

 

 

This is the first time I have had reason to speak with you, so I will be blunt and to the point. Yesterday our office received a communiqué from the Terminus Crux, from Cardinal Qruscheff himself. He had a lot to say, much of it about you. None of it good. Now, I had no idea before how many times the Colvin Inquisitorial Citadel has communicated with the Holy Synod of the Liber Cluster, but I have three savants here who assure me the answer is zero. It has never happened before. That’s the kind of thing that makes you sit up and listen to what‘s being said. I don’t know what it is you are doing or how extensive your investigation is at this time, but I do know one thing. It is over. Close the books on this case of yours and move on. As far as you are concerned, the New Dawn is off limits. I hope I have made myself clear. 

 

 

Krastin Faust

Lord Inquisitor, Colvin sub-sector

 

 

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DELIVERER: Orbital Station Kappa-Beta 13 (Falcon’s Roost/Kriegslund)

RECIPIENT: Astropathic Center 4x1C (Seer’s Spire/Colvin Majoris)

 

 

Strona,

 

 

Recall all agents in the field relating to the investigation of Archbishop Otto Gehrvir.

 

 

Atredamos

 

 

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DELIVERER: Astropathic Center 4x1C (Seer’s Spire/Colvin Majoris)

RECIPIENT: Orbital Station Kappa-Beta 13 (Falcon’s Roost/Kriegslund)

 

 

My lord Atredamos,

 

 

The recall order has been given. I have received confirmation back from all agents but for Kazz. He was scheduled to go deeper undercover before the recall was given. It may be some time before contact can be reestablished.

 

 

Sir, what is going on?

 

 

Your servant,

Strona Veriqut

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So do the Wartorn actually work for the Inquisition, or are they enemies of the Imperium who use a mistakenly granted Inquisitorial athorirty to lower the defenses of whatever Imperial force they happen to be attacking.

 

And this.

 

Field Report of Inquisitor Androcles Enkidu Tamberlane Wladislav Siegfried Salvador, Twenty First of that name:

Thought for the Day:
I say, Uncle Marky, do we really need to have a space for an inspiring quote on every piece of paper we send out? (Note to self: Have Baldwin redact that and fill in something suitable before filing)

Subject: Those Forsworn Chaps

Right-o, I've been asked by Uncle Marky Lord Inquisitor Isaac Markova to do some digging around on the subject of those dashed Forsworn rotters.

Item the first is, they're all Chaos Astartes. So every man jack of them is as big and heavily armed as your average Lord Inviolate or Conflagrator, except they're also mad as hatters and revel in murder, mayhem, and general misery causing exactly like the Conflagrators completely different from the blessed zeal of the God Emperor's holy Conflagrators, His beneficence shine upon them.

Item the second is, they're odd ducks even by those standards. Most of them, you know, it's always the same. Yelling "Blood within, blood without!", "All is iron!" and such, then they run round killing everything that moves. Not this lot, though. 

They seem to have a hang up about killing anyone who can't fight back. Let me be clear, that's CAN'T. Not WON'T. 

There's rather graphic vid picts illustrating the nuance-seems a regiment of PDF on Atlach-Minor got the idea they could get away scot free if they just threw down their weapons.

What the Forsworn did then was turn loose a bunch rather more like your typical Traitor Marines, some sub cult within the main warband called the Catherics or something like that, and broadcast what happened next on all channels.

The other five PDF regiments then fought to the death in a most admirable fashion, many posthumous commendations, place by the God Emperor's side, etc. 

-Report ends abruptly- 

 

 

 

I've been waiting for this Inquisitor to show up since page 18. Though for some reason I thought that the butler's name should be Smiley. I know I was thinking of George Smiley, but how that translates to ex-ganger butler, I don't know.

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