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Fortnight
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31 January 2009 - 02:03 AM
Fortnight
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I'm still fleshing this out...
I've started a concept squad around the idea that a group of renegades are hiding out in Tau space. They use hit and run tactics to terrorize tau colonies and kidnap recruits and/or slaves from the Gue'vesa.
They are a very motley renegade chapter with only around 200 marines or so left, they have no leadership except for a hastily elevated Apothecary. Because their techmarines have been slain they have made the desperate decision to force enslaved(lobotomized?, servitors?) Tau Earth Caste to maintain their equipment. (I do like the Idea of a Tau with a meltabomb strapped to his back and set to go off at a marine's discretion.
Disclaimer:
I will not use Tau weaponry, except maybe very sparingly, however it will be counts as something fairly equivalent in the C:SM dex, or in the CSM dex. Probably CSM as I plan on arming these marines to the teeth, Ultragrit style, But we shall see.
Captain Akulothes=first, Apothecary-Lord Halkuon=current
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| Pre-Excommunicate Chapter Badge
The codex was followed that day like all others, and thus it was Guilliman's wisdom incarnate, leading them to victory.
Excommunicate Traitoris:
The fleet of the Executors was called to action during the Damocles Gulf Crusade. They served in only a minor role, committing only their second company and only for boarding actions and anti'shipping against the Tau fleets.
- During the Damocles Gulf Crusade, the Executors 2nd company served in a minor anti-shipping role against the Tau. During operations they recieved a request to withdraw from the gulf to act as mere bodyguards, for an Inquisitor of a most vile nature. A request they denied. The twisted Inquisitor quietly declared them Excommunicate.
- After the crusades failure they returned to their homeworld to find only a smoldering ruin, the recently ordered Exterminatus carried out by a combined inquisition and marine force(Iron Lords, Praetors of Orpheus, Sable Swords?). The 2nd company was able to rescue around a hundred or so bedraggled and wounded marines who remained alive(escape pods from orbital platforms). However they were soon engaged by the remainder of the Imperial forces, and are forced to make their escape.
- Their captain and the techmarines accompanying them are among those lost. The marines who remained upon their homeworld; dead along with it.
- Of their chapter's leadership only their Apothecary remains.
- Now this dying, disillusioned chapter lives only to exact revenge on the inquisition and the marines (Iron Lords, Praetors of Orpheus, Sable Swords)
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Sergeant Ankylothenes turned his wrist in an exact and robotic manner. His signal halted the squad behind him. No one made a noise. The rubble around them provided ample cover, but beyond there was naught but the soft hum of the surveillance drones.
The mission was a simple one. They needed supplies. They were to take them, along with as many slaves as possible and make it back to their rendezvous before they were discovered. They must not be seen, though drones flitted about all around these worlds, watching, waiting, hoping, to sound the alarm that would mean death to the squad.
“Sept Worlds” thought the sergeant had he spoken aloud it would have been a curse. He pulled his auspex free from his belt. It was specially modified by the xenos slaves using their cursed but necessary technology. He turned a dial and instantly all area drones glowed a burning orange on his screen.
At least his detector worked. He pulled the drone controller from his belt and plugged its long cable into the auspex. Now he would discover if a tau engineseer would die tomorrow.
Behind him a plasma pistol gave off a tell tale sigh, and immediately three of the orange dots on his screen began moving in his direction.
His auspex was uploading data into the controller. He needed a few moments, for it to complete the transfer. He should have started up the device the moment they made planet fall.
The dots grew much closer. One of them was just to the other side of the broken wall they were concealed behind.
The data was almost uploaded.
The drone rounded the corner, and stopped, contemplating the scene it held in its sensors.
++Lost children?++ thought the drone.
As all surveillance drones do, it reported the disturbance, “TRANSMIT: lost children discovered. STOP. escorting to attached domicile. STOP :ENDTRANSMIT”.
It downloaded “lost children’s” address.
++Strange.++ thought the drone. ++The children live at the armory?++
Sergeant Ankylothenes signaled his men to move out. Their path was now clear.
Along the way, xenos and humans screamed in surprised panic at the grey armored astartes, however the drones ingnored them completely. |
Homeworld:
- Located north of Ultramar
- Their now abandoned homeworld was an ocean world, dotted with island chains, but little land. The strange creatures that lurked in the depths did little to prevent the natives from slowly conquering the waves. The naval infantry developed by the warring factions foretold the future of the planet as marines of a different sort took the world as their own.
- The natives came to regard the Marines as Gods who sailed the sky, and youths were taken to their temples in the hopes that they would be noticed, and taken by the chapter to live amongst the stars.
- Though all is now a molten glassy ruin.
Combat Doctrine:
- Though once a vehemently codex chapter, disillusionment, and necessity have dramatically altered their course. The chapter, now renegade, has adopted the hit and run tactics they were trained to fight at their inception.
- With no techmarines they have been forced to raid worlds nearby for supplies, and have made dramatic desperate choices.
- In an effort to rebuild what they can of their chapter they have began kidnapping and enslaving populations to act as chapter serfs, and recruits.
- With little heavy support remaining in their armory they rely heavily on devastators during their raids.
- They have only two dreadnaughts remaining. Very few veterans.
- Often Raiding Tau worlds to kidnap recuits and slaves they have begun to use enslaved earth caste tau and former Gue'vesa to maintain their equipment. Though they continue to use Imperial technology due to the earth caste slaves having to reverse engineer many components there is a distinctly Xenos influence, and many weapons and power armored suits are a hodgepodge of the technology of the Imperium and technology taken as trophies from various sources.
Organization:
- Once of standard codex organization the 200 or so remaining marines have broken themselves down into four 50 man half-companies, termed "raids" by thier new master, Lord-Apothecary Cassander. This is to prevent the renegades from finding themselves destroyed all at once, and to add greater flexibility.
- There is also a large Scout company due to the chapter's attempts at rebuilding.
Beliefs:
- The chapter has forsaken the Codex Astartes, and now Believes only in revenge against those who have taken everything from them. Though they still venerate the emperor and despise the alien the mutant and the heretic, they are not above doing whatever it takes to defeat their foes. Even if this means using Xenos to further their ends.
- They feel nothing but contempt for the codex that they feel betrayed them and their dead brothers.
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 | The Executors of Guilliman's Codex, have risen from their apparent annihilation at the hands of the Black Templar and Inquisition, to become a new kind of threat in the galactic east. Though a slowly dying chapter, they have shown a cunning will to survive, and exhibited a strange opportunism unseen in a dark and backwards Imperium. Use of forbidden technology is rife, treaty with the alien, the mutant, and the heretic are not so uncommon, the chapter knowing it will never be able to return to the Imperium's fold.
They hunt still the ones who betrayed them, willingly traveling vast distances to maim Black Templar, and brutally seeking out every last one of their hated enemies within the Inquisition. Their mantra has become "Burn the Templar!, Flay the Inquisitor!, Damn both to the Warp!" and the Executors care little the means to their end.
The Black Templar glowered upon his fallen enemy with baleful eyes, and the world around him came slowly into focus. Where once were verdant seas, now was desert, once islands were scorched rocks. The Fortress-Monastery of the Executors was little more than a rubble strewn catacomb. Black drop pods, and the remnants of ships fell from the explosion lit sky, a fiery deluge that both destroyed and carried harbingers of annihilation and holocaust.
The arrogant, fledgling chapter had stood little chance against the combined wrath of the Black Templar and the God-Emperor’s Most Divine Inquisition.
His many baubles and relics rattled against his armor, as the marine took the cover of a large heap of rubble. Vengeance rounds impacted a fallen buttress, leaving their characteristic molten scar, against the space he no longer occluded. The lone templar spoke a prayer to the Emperor and charged round his cover, bolter screaming in brazen retort.
When the bolter fire clove his body a-twain he wept with joy, for the Emperor greeted him with the birth of a sun, erupting across the sky, amongst the stars in His heavens…
The captain of the fourth, his chaplain, and his command squad, save Halkuon, were dead. The apothecary ran from body to body, delivering the Emperor’s mercy to as many dying marines as he could keep up with. The deck plates were alive with serfs writhing in agony, among marines who stoically bled out across the floor. The strike cruiser, Hepta, was a scene of horror.
A fluttering servo-skull impacted with a clang into the apothecary’s shoulder, its damaged voxcaster hissing a loop from the bridge. >> COMMANsssss…… PREssssNTZsZssssss…. REQssTED at COssROLssss>> Realizing he was all that remained of command, Halkuon sprinted toward the bridge.
Minutes later he stood in shock as the only battlebarge, belonging to the Executors, the Basileus Antiochus, careened into an enemy ship, the Inquisition Grand Cruiser. Both ships erupting volcanically, casting a pseudo dawn, fleetingly the stars faded out.
For an apothecary, Halkuon was young, and like a young man, learning he was to be a father, stood on the bridge agape, in realization that he was now the only remaining leadership, of the Executors chapter.
Created during the 26th and most recent founding, the once noble Executors, are battle hardened and merciless. During their brief history they have both delivered Imperial truth and justice, and brought desecration to revered shrine worlds. In the Emperor's name, they are responsible for repelling Dark Eldar during the Assault on Anhudros. During the Nimbosa Crusade, the Executors contributed a small defense force to protect Imperial Shipping.
More recently they were responsible for a rampage through an Ecclesarchy outpost, and for exterminating a recruiting world of the Black Templars. However they have also recently came to the unwelcome aid of the Praetors of Orpheus, preventing the destruction of Praetors' forces at the Siege of Ametros.
Like most chapters they belong to the gene line of Guilliman. Their commitment to their ideals and staunch resolve to reach their goals is drawn heavily from their ancestry. Their initial leadership was drawn from the Black Consuls, who imparted an unwavering adherence to the Codex. Their first chapter master named them Executors. They were to be the Executors of Guillimans codex, and were to view themselves as carrying out the last testament of Guilliman.
The exact nature of the scouring of the Executors by the Ordo Xenos isn't understood by either side. It is known that it started when the puritan Inquisitor Albacea was unable to stop a treaty of withdrawal made by the Executors with a Tau Aun. The Executors had not been kind to many of the less codex adherent chapters. Some time later, drop pods fell upon the Executor homeworld, leaving it a ruin of molten glass and salt.
The Executors who escaped fled into nearby tau space.
Original Version
Edited by Fortnight, 21 March 2010 - 10:20 PM.
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