"I believe their operation and conduct should be reported to the Council of Terra, pending censure or dissolution. It wouldn't be the first time a Legion Astartes has overstepped the mark, after all." - Chayne talking to Lord General Namatijira
Before the maelstrom that would come to be known as the Horus Heresy, twenty legions of the Emperor’s Angels of Death roamed the stars. On the greatest of crusades, they were charged with bringing the entire Galaxy into the embrace of the Emperor. Each legion was led by a general, a primarch, a father. Although all were cut from the same mold, experience and people shaped them into a myriad of different men. The Lion, cold and calculating as he planned grand strategies. Angron, rage incarnate as he gorged his chainaxes on blood and flesh. And Horus, first found, the greatest of the Emperor’s sons and to whom would first wear the title ‘Warmaster’.
As the Emperor’s Sons were found and rose to command their legions, the differences between them became more pronounced as more and more were brought into the Imperium’s fold. This led to the belief that each of the Primarchs fulfilled some kind of aspect of war. Corax with his emphasis on stealth, Dorn and his mastery of siegecraft, finally, Magnus armed with his vast knowledge of the Warp.
How vast the differences and roles could be was not obvious from the outset. Mighty and brilliant Horus seemed to embody the populace’s belief on what a Son of the Emperor would be like. Next found was the barbaric Russ. Although lacking the civilized aspect of Horus and the Emperor, all could see an innate majesty emanating from the Wolf King. And no one could doubt either Horus’ or Russ’ aptitude for war. It was easy for the casual observer to guess that all of the Emperor’s Sons would have some mark of nobility and power among them. The third son found did not fit the easy image.
The aide hurried through the vast garden. He carried with him news, news that would change the fate of their world and their sister worlds. A fleet had been detected entering the system. A fleet composed of ships of vast power and size. A fleet heading steadily advancing toward their defense network. The aide climbed up a small hill, cursing the Prime Minister for his insistence on detaching himself from the world at such an inopportune time. During these times of meditation, the Prime Minister would turn off all of his portable communication devices, and could only be reached via physical messenger. At the top of the hill, the aide paused as he scanned the garden for his task. A single glance was all it took. No one could mistake the Prime Minister for anyone else. After all, not one man or woman could hope to reach the Prime Minister’s height.
The giant was tending to his portion of the garden, several bushes of flowers was his focus for this month. It was strange to see such a famous and powerful man on his knees in the dirt, idly humming as he worked with his gardening tools. The aide sprinted down the hill and closed the distanced between them in a few seconds. Before he could open his mouth, the Prime Minister without turning to look at him lifted one finger. “Catch your breath, Gregory. I already know.”
Gregory resisted the urge to touch the holy symbol around his neck. He was one of many who believed the Prime Minister was blessed by the gods. The Prime Minister’s mysterious foresight, which had led him to becoming the de facto ruler of the entire system, was the largest piece of evidence of the blessing. Gregory took a few deep gulps of air before he opened his mouth to speak again.
The warning finger wagged. The Prime Minister glanced at him with a mischievous smile before he shook his head. He began to pack away his tools. “Relax Gregory. There’s no need to be alarmed. Change is coming, but ultimately, I think it’ll be for the best. Please inform Admiral Zhon to stand down and to welcome our guests.” With a sigh, Gottfri climbed to his feet and stared at the sky. “My father has come for me.”
I have longed thought about creating my own version of the 2nd legion and their missing Primarch. The core concepts and themes have been in my head, but could still use refinement. After reading through and receiving some direct encouragement from Athrawes, I’ve decided to put my thoughts into writing. Due to my current financial situation, I don’t have the free time I’d like to have, so I hope to add something new, at least once a week. Since I don’t have the money to actually build an army, my emphasis is going to be on fluff and then later, working on rules. I welcome feedback, whether it be simple encouragement or suggestions of improvement.
EDIT: As Thorn suggested, I'm putting some of the completed work here for easy navigation.
and the Imperial Army
Sons of Horus
[The XI Legion strikes again!]
[Here are the blurbs I wrote while I developed the matrix. Have anything you want clarified, merely ask.]
Dark Angels -
Emperor's Children -
Iron Warriors -
Battle Brothers - Although initial meetings went poorly due to Alexandros' outward personality and Perturabo's inward personality, the two became the closest of friends over their mutual desire to end conflicts through words alone. The trust between the two would be guaranteed when Perturabo revealed some of his architectural designs to Alexandros. The two form complimentary forces with Perturabo providing the necessary power to destroy enemy fortresses while Alexandros handles field armies, protecting the Iron Warriors as they go about their work.
White Scars -
Space Wolves -
Imperial Fists -
Distrusted Allies - Alexandros' open questioning of parts of the Imperial creed has caused Dorn to turn a wary eye on his brother. This wariness and suspicion has spread throughout his legion, lending a more bitter rivalry between the two legions, despite their similar strengths in defensive combat.
Night Lords -
By Order! - Having heard of Alexandros' reputation, Curze refused any kind of meeting and made sure the two never crossed paths. Combined with the blood-filled philosophies of the Night Lords, the Wardens never volunteered to fight with their brothers and no Warden chose the VIII legion for cross-campaigning.
Blood Angels -
Iron Hands -
Fellow Warriors - While relations could be closer, alternate philosophies cause differences to be highlighted, but not to a detriment extreme.
World Eaters -
Battle Brothers - Both masters of politics, albeit different styles, the two brothers work well together and bond over their different experiences. The Ultramarines well-roundedness can compensate for the weaknesses the Wardens sometimes face in battle.
Death Guard -
Distrusted Allies - Although Alex understands and even respects Mortarion's views and strategy, it still grates him the way his brother treats life. Mortarion finds Alex's optimism naive and his pysker powers as a warning sign.
Thousand Sons -
Battle Brothers - With both legions containing the most psykers, the two share much in identity and in experiences. Yet, their different styles allow the two to learn from each other.
Sons of Horus/Luna Wolves - Fellow Warriors - Though both statesman beyond compare, Horus' focus on overwhelming assault fits uneasily with Alexandros, while Alexandros' incredibly high regard for life is regarded as foolish by Horus. Still, their criticisms of the other are kept civil and the two legions operate fine enough.
Word Bearers -
Battle Brothers - In Lorgar, Alexandros found someone he could reveal one of his few secrets: he doesn't agree with the militant atheism enforced by their father. Though he is not a true believer himself, Alex finds the doctrine limited and potentially harmful. Lorgar is over-joyed to find someone who is not intolerant of his faith and the two become close allies. Likewise, the Word Bearers are able to confide in the Wardens, while the Wardens are able to enjoy a friendship that isn't tainted by fears of their psyker powers.
Salamanders - Battle Brothers - United in their compassion and defense of humanity, the Wardens and Salamanders enjoy each other's company.
Raven Guard - Fellow Warriors - The two primarchs respect each other's strategic specialties, but Corax personally believes that Alexandros' methods are a little wasteful and could benefit from a little guile.]
Alpha Legion - By Order! - Under no circumstance has any Alpha legionnaire been allowed to be near the infamous Seer and the Caryana. The Alpha Legion will not take any chances that they're secrets be revealed by anyone.
Imperial Army - Battle Brothers - Nothing brightens the common soldier's spirits quite like a Warden detachment. The Wardens are one of the favorites of the Imperial Army, who know that they will be valued and defended from threats beyond their ability to fight.
Adeptus Mechanicum - Fellow Warriors - While there are various Wardens who study with the Mechanicum beyond the Forge Lords, the scions of Mars do not generally gel well with the humanity-focused Wardens.
Edited by simison, 11 July 2015 - 02:00 PM.