Loyalists' Strategium

[simison]

And I just found it too. But that still doesn't address the other half of your question, where is everyone? 

 

We can assume that with Alex busy running the Imperium, Icarion can easily slip in a few suggestions of where to send who. Nothing overt, but definitely influence. Right now, I'm trying to figure out where Madrigal is. Alexos will eventually take Raktra into the Eye of Terror to become a Daemon, which places that campaign in Segmentum Obscurus.

 

I'm placing the Warriors of Peace homeworld, Han, in Segmentum Pacificus. I'm planning that's where the Revolutionaries fall back after they break ranks with the Insurrectionists.

 

Doing more research. Would love to hear some more thoughts.

[Slips]

For Informations Sake, Iona is found in the Segmentum Tempestus in the Canonverse Sector of the Raven Guard 'cuz XIXth Legion, yo :P

[simison]

Honestly, I've thought about asking everyone if they'd be okay if they'd station their homeworlds around the same areas that their legion numbers were. Then again, the easy path is not always the right path. 

 

Still, Morro and Prionius' and the water campaigns could be locked into the Tempestus region, making it a possible flank of Loyalists.

[Skalpynock]

Rediscovery order, rather than outright legion number, would perhaps be more coherent.

[MikhalLeNoir]

Rediscovery order, rather than outright legion number, would perhaps be more coherent.

I second this.

 

Just at the beginning if the insurrection Alexos and Gwal are togheter in a mission and Gwal is taken out by his bro.

[AlphariusOmegon108]

 

Rediscovery order, rather than outright legion number, would perhaps be more coherent.

I second this.

 

Just at the beginning if the insurrection Alexos and Gwal are togheter in a mission and Gwal is taken out by his bro.

*Very badly damaged and drugged ;)

[simison]

Rediscovery order, rather than outright legion number, would perhaps be more coherent.

 

 

Agreed, but like I said, this is Plan B. I didn't want to pick spots for other people's homeworlds. 

[Big Bad Squig]

Zbruch is around halfway between Krieg and Necromunda, while Dhul'hasa is nestled up next to the Tau Empire (in the canonverse) on the Eastern Fringe.  Unless that needs changing plot-wise, or if I'm stepping on any toes.

[Skalpynock]

Strela is located on the southern part of Segmentum Obscurus, near Cypra Mundi. Coabana is in southwestern Tempestus, around the Mandragoran sector.

[Sigismund229]

Mycenae is around were Hydraphur is located and their empire(any suggestions for a name?) stretches from Chinchare-Vordrast North-South and Chinchare-just west of Armageddon

[simison]

Location By Legion number

Madrigal (Lightning Bearers) - Segmentum Ultima/Maelstrom [Near Jhanna (these are map notes for me)]

Mycenae (Crimson Lions) - Segmentum Pacificus/West [West of Armageddon....does the Lions' Empire really stretch across an entire Segmentum?]

Coabana (Void Eagles) - Seg. Tempestus/Southwest [Near the Veiled Region?]

Delos (Halcyon Wardens) - Seg. Solar/Center-West [Near Rhanna]

Huron (Iron Bears) - Seg. Ultima/West [On Obscurus border, farthest arm from center.]

Uran (Berserkers of Uran - Seg. ???

Zbruch (Godslayers) - Seg. Tempestus(?)  [My map didn't have a location for Krieg. Can you give me some other points of reference?]

Strela (Warbringers) - Seg.Obscurus/Center [The map I read says Cypra is dead center of Obscurus, is that fine?]

Obsailes (Fire Keepers) - Seg. ???

Caerbannog  (Wardens of Light) - Seg. Pacificus/South west border

Mexicatii Prime (Eagle Warriors) - Seg. ???

Dhul'hasa (Dune Serpents) - Seg. Ultima/Eastern Fringe [Near Tau Empire. We'll just say no one discovers them yet.]

Kabyieb (Grave Stalkers) - Seg. ???

Styx (The Drowned) - Seg. ???

Han (Warriors of Peace) - Seg. Pacificus/West [North of the Halo Stars]

Fugion (Stygian Jackels) - Seg. Ultima/East [Calth's position]

Iona (Scions Hospitaller) - Seg. Tempestus/East [Just west of Gryphonne]

Teutoberge (Ghost Walkers) Seg. ???

 

Alright, this is the map I was limited to:

http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/warhammer40k/images/0/04/The_Warhammer_40k_Galaxy_Map.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110121215145

 

Terribly limiting, but I'm starting to get a broad idea of the campaign lay-outs. Note, I only looked through the front page of the legions with unknown homeworld locations. I didn't have time to do anything more thorough. 

[Sigismund229]

I'm still working on how big the Lions empire is, I may shrink it later

[MikhalLeNoir]

Homeworld of the Wardens of Light: Caerbannog in the Segmentum Pacificus at the South West just before you enter the intergalactic void.

 

 

Maybe you can use that map here. There is a point "finding of the lost son". There is caerbannog located.

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[Chief Captain Redd]

Huron/Three fires sub sector I've always pictured sitting to the galactic north just west of Ultima and slightly north of Obscura.

[Slips]

Here you go Simison

 

http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Segmentum_Tempestus

http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Forsarr_Sector

 

The reason you cant find Deliverance is because its Kiavahr's moon.

[simison]

Here you go Simison

 

http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Segmentum_Tempestus

http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Forsarr_Sector

 

The reason you cant find Deliverance is because its Kiavahr's moon.

 

 

I knew that, but those links don't actually show where Kiavahr is. 

 

Mik's map does, and thanks for that! I'll update the lists.

[Slips]

Ah! I see! Yeah Lexi is pretty outdated in some respects.

 

Thankfully we all have those maps at hand; just look inside your 30k books :p

[Praefectus Invictus]

I imagined Fugion to be about where Calth is, and then the Jackal's empire expands outwards into the Eastern Fringe where they can disrupt imperial trade and retreat to a safe distance and not be interrupted/followed.

[Big Bad Squig]

This is the image I used to assign homeworlds:

 

http://89.190.217.176/WargameBooks/Warhammer_40K/Maps/Galaxy_black_reach.jpg

 

So yeah, Zbruch is somewhere on the border between Segmentum Solar and Segmentum Tempestus.

[simison]

*imaging it out*

 

So, the Dune Serpents and the Stygian Jackels are next door neighbors. Out of curiosity, do we have anyone with any skill at cartography?

[Sigismund229]

I'm all right at cartography but I still really need to get cracking with Irvin Ruel

[Skalpynock]

Re-did the "and so we went to war" piece for the Void Eagles, accounting for the more sudden outbreak, rather than Horus' openness about his revolt.

 

 

 

The first strike upon the Eagles

 

As usual, the command bridge of the Ala Lux was a tumult. Human and Astartes operators conversing in nav-jargon, servo-skulls and scribes rushing to deliver data, servitors adjusting machinery, cogitators constantly flickering and bleeping. And above this chaos, the Highest Admiral Yucahu sat in his throne, in full battle armour, impassive. He had refused the title of Lord, arguing that there was no lord but the Emperor, and that we were his army, not his aristocracy, regardless of what some of his brothers thought on that matter. Decoration in the Ala Lux was sparse, compared to the likes of the Light or the Elpis,  offering more importance to function. Still it offered a profusion of Aquilæ and Raptors, their sharp beaks overlooking the occupants with cold contempt. These were the symbols of our Lords, the Emperor and the War Council, and it is to them only that we bowed.  My attention was caught by one such adorned door, which opened on a brother of the Legion. His spiked, segmented armour was unmistakable, as was his face, that of a Terran yet so similar to our Father's. Though a Terran by birth, Dakkar had never been of the Morning Stars, having completed his indoctrination protocols on the day the Eagle had been found; in a way, he was the first of the Void Eagles. Some spoke of secret oaths he had sworn, never to land on a compliant world, or even to land at all. I do not take part in spreading rumours, for mistrust has no place in our brotherhood. Yet subconsciously I found my gaze following Dakkar, to the command throne of the Highest Admiral. He walked at a decided, almost angered pace. Through the bridge's chatter, and given the distance and the peculiarities of our gene-seed I could not discern precisely what was said. However, they were so placed that I could read upon their lips what was said. To this day, I still regret doing so, for that conversation marked the beginning of an end.

 

    "Sir, word from the comms have it that the Jackal has translated in-system. He has come unannounced, and does not respond to our hailing signals."

    "This world's compliance will be swift, there is no need for his reinforcements. Though the assistance of his legion is always a boon, he is of no use here."

    "Will relay. However there are more... troubling reports."

    "Can anything really trouble you, Void-Born?" Such bouts of humour were not usual for our primarch. Perhaps there was none in that question?

    "Indeed. Messages from the 94th indicate that they have been struck by Astartes ships of the 20th legion; the 73rd speak of being engaged by the Jackals. Though Alvator hasn't been heard of in years, we have recently received distress signals from a ship under his command, telling of the Drowned having destroyed part of their convoy."

    "Open direct communications. I will have explanations from the Jackel."

    When he rose from his throne and took the Hull-Ripper with him, we would later learn, our legion had joined a war of terrible proportions.

 

 

Now, whether there is an actual meeting where Jackel attempts to sway Yucahu to the traitor side (ending in the Eagles getting overwhelmed and forced to flee), or a mere hololithic discussion, is up to you, Præfectus.

[simison]

An Old Soul

 

Pyrrhicles fought to control his emotions as he listened to the reports filtering in from the Astropath. Centuries of war weighed heavily on his half-astartes body as age continued its unyielding assault against him. A normal space marine would still be in their physical prime, but he was a counterfeit, a muddied mirror compared to them. He heard the whispers at the edge of his hearing that noted his necessary visits to the apothecarion. He saw the questioning looks in the eyes of the human commanders and the few brazen space marines, all wondering when he would finally be released from duty. Worst of all, he knew they were right. Every decade, he was a fraction of a second slower in his reaction times. Every year, a new ache would torment him. Every month, he had another embarrassing appointment with the apothecary to confirm that he could still fight with his pseudo-brothers. In the end, Pyrrhicles was the master of the Myrmidon not because of his physical prowess but because of his inner fire. He owed the greatest of debts to Alexandros, whom he honestly believed to be the second most powerful being in the galaxy after the Emperor. It was his gift to take his fire and to lit it in his fellow Myrmidon with his voice and will, a skill he had learned from the master of inspiration. 

 

But now, he was not aware of either the toil wearing on his body or the exalting vision of his primarch. He was consumed in raw wrath as the Astropath spoke of the foulest of betrayals. Alexos, damned of all his brothers, had betrayed the Emperor and the Warmaster. Nor was he alone. The Astropath's incoming visions saw Alexos at the fore, a monstrous octopus to one side, a giant of fire on the other, at the forefront of a shadowy coalition as they laid waste to the Imperium. Once the Astropath finished, Pyrrhicles knew what he must do. 

[simison]

"Contact the rest of the fleet. As of this moment, the compliance of System N7-88M is no longer our priority," He declared as he marched over toward navigation. "We are to make contact with friendly forces, alert them of the rebellion, and prepare for punitive strikes. Lieutenant! What is the nearest Imperial system and free of influence of the Eagle Warriors, the Iron Bears, and the Drowned?" 

 

Pyrrhicles stood behind the officer as the pure human cycled information through his console. "My lord, Madrigal is the closest port to us."

 

The Equerry felt a wave of confidence build within himself. Truly, good fortune smiled upon them to place the fleet so close to their most trusted brothers. He shifted a few steps away as he opened a channel to the Navigator's chamber. "Navigator Adria, how is the Warp between us and Madrigal?"

 

There was a pause before the elder female answered him. "The path is clear, my lord. No sign of tempest nor tumult."

 

"Evge! Set a direct course for Madrigal immediately. Knowing the Lightning Bearers, it is probable that they are already aware of the situation. When Warden and Bearer stand side-by-side, none can stand against us," Pyrrhicles said, his voice rising as it reached the ears of the entire bridge. "Not xeno. Not witch! And not TRAITOR!"

 

Cheers followed as the 18^th Expeditionary Fleet changed course toward Madrigal, home of Icarion the Stormborn. 

[simison]

"Entering the Madrigal System, my lord."

 

Pyrrhicles' strained brown eyes looked up from the datapad filled with tactical and strategic capabilities of the fleet at his command. He set it down next to another one containing the preferred strategies of the Eagle Warriors before he marched toward the command throne, the servos of his terminator armour whirring. Although the trip to Madrigal was estimated to last only eight hours, Pyrrhicles had ordered full combat readiness. Void shields activated, weapons charged, and every soldier in war gear. For Pyrrhicles, there were a couple of subtle advantages to donning his armour. First, no longer did his aging flesh drag at him when he walked in terminator plate. While Cataphractii-patterns were known for their ponderous pace, it suited Pyrrhicles since Alexandros had the armour crafted to compensate for his Equerry's handicaps. Second, it was the only time he towered over his Astartes brethren. 

 

Taking his place next to Captain Alden, Pyrrhicles stood at attention and focused on the viewscreens. After a jolt from the ship entering realspace, forward cameras filled the command deck with images of the purple glow of the Maelstrom. Characteristic of the first legion of diviners, a single Lightning Bearers escort ship awaited the 18^th. "We're being hailed, my lord."

 

A small smile crossed Pyrrhicles lined face. "Of course, we are. Answer our cousins."