++ March of the Legions: XIV Legion ++

[lokkorex]

Here's some before pics of librarian Atia, prognosticar of the fourteenth legion:

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Hoping to have him undercoated by tomorrow evening.

[StruManChu]

My name is Magellus D'Hass. For eight decades I have brought death's cruel hand down upon the enemies of mankind, and of the Emperor. I have fought for longer than most men live, and in that time I have never flinched, never doubted, never questioned the righteousness of my actions. I was never in two minds about doing what was necessary, because I knew that what we, the Legions of the Imperium... I knew what we did was right.

From my first campaign I knew that there would be some that we could never allow to be liberated. That, for some, the dignity of compliance would be withheld. Out of reach. That future rebellions and uprisings could be ended perhaps with a single round from my pistol. Some recoiled at the thought of murdering the children of dissidents. I felt no such hesitation.

I do not accuse my brothers of sentimentality. There is no place for such a luxury in the XIV Legion. But also, I will not deny that what they described as my 'ruthlessness' drove a wedge into our fraternity which pushed me to the outer. Over time, my squad, under Sergeant Burrakis, began to view me as a pariah, and I became an outcast. I began to train in solitude, and over the long weeks and months of our warp-borne travels I would routinely not speak to another soul aboard the vessel save for meaningless pleasantries should the need arise.

It was inevitable, given the growing separation between the common legion and I, that when Burrakis was killed by a short-fused frag grenade on Ji'dohn II that, despite my seniority, I was passed over squadron command and instead assigned to the Legion's Destroyer Cadres. My squadron was to be the Marauding Crows.

Carrion-killers. Radiation-mad savages. Cannibals. Sociopaths and indiscriminate murder-fiends. Men who would have found themselves at home in Curze's Legion. I was not one of them.

Time passed. I find that the Destroyer's doctrines of warfare accentuated my own approaches. At various times I even reveled in them. I spread fear and death everywhere. I fired white-hot phosphorus bolts into cowering crowds. Chemical flames burnt away flesh and armour. My jump pack engines spread the noxious gasses of Barbarus wherever I fly. I became the very embodiment of the Destroyer.

Where my brothers allowed corrosion and rot to discolour their armour, though, I did not. I paid mind to repair and repaint my armour after each battle so that the colours of my Legion were never hidden. What we did, while brutal and without sympathy, was right. Our actions were justified, and I was proud to serve.

Until today. The Life-Eater, as close a thing to a holy relic as the Death Guard possess, unleashed against our own. A third of four Legions lay dead on Isstvan III. How my kin and I escaped this betrayal, I do not know.

I cannot renounce my Legion, nor my Primarch. He is my gene-father, and no matter where I went I would always carry his taint with me. Not only that, but I have no way of knowing how many of my actions in the past years have aided Mortarion and the Warmaster in turning their backs on Terra and the Throne. My hands are covered in the blood of lives taken for traitors, and I am as guilty as any other.

I can kill him though. We can kill him. This ship is small, and fast. We will take it. There are enough of us. Mortarion's loyal sons are few in number, and the human crew know enough to fear the Destroyers above anything else on this vessel.

We each shall pay the price for our sins.

*************************************** Data packet intercepted and decoded approximately 4.2 seconds before the collision between the XIV Escort Frigate 'Vulture's Claw' and the XIV Flagship 'Endurance'. Vulture Claw destroyed on impact, all hands lost. Endurance reports damage to outer superstructure, <200 casualties.***********************************

NB - XIV Legion Command Personnel abroad of vessel at time of impact.

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Vow Complete!

Unfortunately my camera has washed out the cool glow effect I managed to get on the Rad Grenades, but hey ho. This was a fun one. I'm so glad the Legions are marching once more! Now, on to the XIII!

[infyrana]

Wow, I completely missed this thread from the start - since I had taken a bit of a break from the forums.  I actually thought that the XIVth legion was to have been done a few months back, since it wasn't, I put everything away... damn, I seriously missed the boat here!

 

Great job to those of you participating so far... keep up the rusty (DG-good) work :D

[DuskRaider]

Well, here we go... my Death Guard Praetor is completed, sans the Volkite Charger and some small details. I'm a little disappointed, I thought I would get a lot more accomplished for my Legion's month. Still have a few days left, maybe I'll surprise myself.

 

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[Ezeriel]

Vow Complete

Pictured here is Centurion Vaturo of the 3rd Company of the Dusk Raiders.

Vaturo was only ten when Albia surrendered and joined the Emperor's cause. Him and his brothers all became part of the first influx of youths to be selected for training and induction to the XIV legion. The legion would go on to participate in the final fights of the unification of Terra and the Sol System. At the beginning of the Great Crusade, Vaturo and his brothers were assigned to the 3rd Company as part of the 109th fleet. For over fifty years their fleet reclaimed many lost human colonies and searched for their primarch with no success.

In time Vaturo rose to become the company champion. With volkite and power fist he bested whatever champions the enemy sent at him. He would eventually meet his match against a champion of the Eldar. Though he eventually killed the Eldar, his wounds were too severe to recover from. Not wanting to die before the legion found their primarch, Vaturo requested to be interred into a contemptor dreadnaught. With his request answered, he would go on to fight for the Emperor and legion for over thirty more years.

Vaturo interred in a dreadnaught:

Even as a dreadnaught, the company still regarded Vaturo as their champion. While some shudder at the thought of being confined in a dreadnaught sarcophagus, Vaturo came to embrace it. It allowed him to take on ever larger and dangerous opponents. With his favorite weapons of volkite and fist, few were a match for him.

Eventually word reached the fleet that their primarch had been found. Vaturo was thrilled. He would finally be able to meet his gene sire and would hopefully fight beside him. With visions of what the primarch would be like, the Vaturo and the fleet entered the warp to begin the journey to Barbarus.

The 109th fleet never arrived and were eventually declared lost to the warp.

[Skalpynock]

Love how he didn't even bother changing his loadout in death, as well as the black/red biparting on his faceplate and exhausts.

[disease]

Sadly, I don't think I'm going to get this guy finished before month end.

 

Tamadas Dion, Preator, 7th Chapter, 3rd Great Company

 

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[Skalpynock]

Wich is a shame because Death Guard fast attack are severly lacking and this conversion looks on the way to be glorious.

[Barabbas Sogalon]

“They will never be our brothers.”

- Rukon Tamhais upon seeing the Barbarusans during Reunification.

Spear-Lieutenant Tamhais, Dusk Raiders 4th Cohort

Rukon Tamhais was one of the first recruits to the XIV Legion, having been a child soldier in his native Albia before that. He served in the Panpacific and became known as an honourable and charismatic warrior, uncompromising in his delivery of red handed justice. When the Great Crusade started in earnest he had been promoted to Spear-Lieutenant of the Dusk Raiders 4th Cohort led by Battle-Captain Sogalon, and over the years Tamhais fought tirelessly in the name of Legion and Emperor, becoming champion of 4th Cohort in all but name. He was utterly dedicated to his Battle-Captain, cutting his palm and swearing an oath to protect Sogalon no matter the cost, and not even death would keep him from his duty. Like his brothers, Tamhais had taken great pride in being fatherless and viewed the Dusk Raiders’ successes despite not having a Primarch as a sign of superiority over their weaker cousins. When the XIV eventually reunited with their father, Tamhais was among those disgusted by Mortarion, Barbarus and its inhabitants; in his eyes they would only serve to pollute the Legion ranks. He continued to serve, now part of 7th Great Company’s 8th Battalion. Spear-Lieutenant Tamhais fell a decade after being renamed Death Guard, protecting his former Battle-Captain from foul xenos, and was interred in a Contemptor. Locked inside a metal hulk and forced to watch his beloved Legion die, the once exemplary warrior changed until only bitterness and hatred remained.

[Luna707]

Good god I love that cataphractii praetor with the chain sword Duskraider!

[lokkorex]

Won't be able to finish this, have only managed to put the basic layer on the librarian.

[DuskRaider]

Good god I love that cataphractii praetor with the chain sword Duskraider!

Haha, thank you much. Unfortunately with the craziness that is Halloween, I was unable to pledge more. I'll be updating my WIP thread with some stuff in the coming days, though.

I have let my Legion down

[Son of Carnelian]

Failed again. I keep falling on my face with these things!

[disease]

Sadly, this was all I could manage before month end:

 

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