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This is the, at the moment, final draft of my chapter's history. I'd like to have some more experienced people run through it and point out any fluff holes I missed. I know the format is kind of annoying, but it points out the important points without me writing a novel.
=The Chapter was founded in the 26th Founding 738. M41, where it served the Imperium as a loyal chapter for nearly 300 years. In which, The Chapter had suffered many victories and losses. The greatest of these is the destruction of their homeworld during the Second Tyrannic War
=On the turn of the millennium, however, The Chapter found something buried far below ground on a planet that wasn’t supposed to exist.
=The planet looked to be dead. It was covered in the ruins of once great pre-imperial cities. As The Chapter approached in their considerable fleet, they started scanning the world. It appeared that the world had a rather large cavern under its crust that housed what appeared to be a huge plasma generator. Deploying 3 Scout Squads, The Chapter investigated the strange planet. Deep inside the cavern, the scouts found that there was a considerable light source already there. Green light.
=Running from the undying xenos machines, only one of The Chapter’s scouts sent to investigate survived. Brother Lazarus was the only Marine that exited from a ruined hab complex, surrounded by many xenos corpses with precisely placed sniper rounds in their skulls and a pile of fellow marines. Brother Lazarus brought back something with him however…
=Walking down the ramp from the Thunderhawk, Brother Lazarus carried a strange glowing object that bore a resemblance to a rifle. Handing that off to a techmarine, Lazarus collapsed into the arms of an apothecary.
=Techmarine Tybalt was amazed by what he saw on the workstation before him. He knew many secrets of the Omnissiah, but this device confounded every scientific principle and law he had seen. Tybalt found no obvious joint in the casing of the device, so he ignited the power knife on the workstation and used it to cut through the casing. He peered into the interior, green light illuminating his face. He voxed for a Chaplain, then he sounded a ship-wide Moral Threat.
=When the supposed ‘specialist’ inquisitor from the Ordo Xenos arrived to examine the artifact discovered by The Chapter, he brought what looked suspiciously like a war fleet with him. He was accompanied by a containment team to the Space Marine ship. When he left with the specimen, he sent an order to the Admiral of his fleet that the Admiral had dreaded since he had been assigned to serve the Inquisitor.
=The Chapter’s Master of the Fleet, Captain Attelus, thought that it was very suspicious that the Inquisitor’s flagship’s primary weapons battery was charging. Being fairly experienced in naval warfare, Attelus ordered The Chapter Fleet to full battlestations. Seeing that the only real option that would solve this predicament was a bold one, Attelus sent the orders to get a firing solution.
=As the Ferrus Ignace broadsided the Inquisitor’s flagship, the Inquisitor got one last smile, knowing that the Ferrus was far too close for such an action.
=Leading with The Chapter’s 3 remaining Battle Barges, Captain Attelus drove The Chapter’s fleet through the ashes of the Inquisitor’s flagship and the Ferrus Ignace, since ashes were all that were left when the Inquisitor’s flagship’s reactors went critical. The remaining ships in the Inquisitor’s fleet were far too busy trying to regain a semblance of order and dodging incoming plasma bursts and torpedoes to intercept the escaping Space Marine fleet. The Chapter Fleet made a blind warp jump; a remarkably stupid act, but one that was necessary considering the situation.
=When The Chapter emerged from the bowels of the warp, they were in completely foreign territory, near the Tau homeland, a full 200 years in the future.
=The Rogue Trader, Lupus Locke thought himself the luckiest man in the galaxy. He had been enjoying a glass of vintage amasec on his ship’s observation deck when he saw the tendrils of the warp rip into realspace, just outside his view port. When he saw what came out, he nearly soiled his luxurious clothing.
=After holding a meeting with the remaining Officer Corps, Chapter Master Caius Callidon decided that it was in The Chapter’s best interest if they established contact with the well armed warship sitting on their doorstep and attempted to ally with what Imperial records identified as the flagship of Rogue Trader, Lupus Locke.
=The Chapter, on the advice of Locke, took shelter in a nearby asteroid belt, cutting all power from the engines and weapons and diverting it all to their shields. Deploying all their Thunderhawks with minimal crew, they filled each and every one up to the brim with the Rogue Trader’s supplies, preparing for what would soon be hard times.
=The Chapter was now fully, if not over-, stocked. They sent a Thunderhawk containing the Chapter Master, 3 Captains, Brother Lazarus, Techmarine Tybalt, and a Terminator squad on diplomatic escort duty to the Rogue Trader’s ship. The Space Marines’ were on hair trigger as they proceeded towards Locke’s personal quarters, escorted by a rather frightened crewman. The Rogue Trader welcomed them into his quarters with open arms and invited them to sit (no doubt hoping they wouldn’t, as the antique Tahlwood chairs wouldn’t take well to a Marine’s weight). Attempting to engage in small talk, Locke soon realized that Marine’s were not creatures of the court, but beings of action. Therefore, he moved on and inquired of The Chapter’s name and what would bring them to his humble ship.
=When Callidon was finished relating a summary of The Chapter’s history and their current predicament, Locke sat back in his chair, thinking. “I have a proposal for you,” said Locke “One that is mutually beneficial. I propose that you,” gesturing to indicate the Marines standing in his presence “join my somewhat considerable armed force, acting as elite strike teams and my personal bodyguards,” pausing for effect, “In return, I give a chapter forsaken by the Imperium at large not only a mission, but access to all the supplies that you’ll ever need and an elite force, by Imperium standards, of my personal forces which to draw recruits from.”
=The Chapter struck the deal with Locke. Realizing that an entire chapter of Space Marines and their fleet would not be very easy to conceal, they loaded up the Thunderhawks yet again. This time, they loaded their supplies onto their Fortress-Monastery and one of the biggest spaceworthy craft ever built by the Imperium, the Ramilies Class Star Fort, Depereo Plagiarius. Heavily modified to suit the chapter, the Depereo has had its launch bays modified to support Thunderhawks instead of regular Imperial Fighters and its torpedo tubes modified to fire Space Marine Drop Pods. It has even, after winning the prize from a very wealthy Imperial Governor for protecting his Solar System and its lucrative trading operations from Eldar raiders, been fitted with an engine capable of maneuvering the hulk. The Chapter’s Master of the Fleet, Captain Attelus, was hardwired into the Star Fort many centuries ago, after receiving horrid wounds that would have confined him to a Dreadnought. Upon fully inhabiting the Depereo Plagiarius, The Chapter stripped the other ships as much as possible and the extra plasma reactors, weapons batteries, shield generators, engines, cogitators, and warp drives were retro-fitted to the Depereo Plagiarius. Their reasoning behind this was that, as conspicuous as a Star Fort is, a fleet of “Chaos” Space Marines would be even more conspicuous.
=The Chapter sent representatives to the Rogue Trader’s ship to monitor the forces of Locke’s army while they trained. Unbeknownst to the soldiers, they were looking for those who were young enough and talented enough to make Space Marines
When you fail to drink the Banana of Plasma, succeed in eating the Coffee Bean of Truth
Nerdynick, mine friend, consider all of your hard work writing your story and the work that LO contributors across two threads have done in service of your army.
You may consider it all vindicated.
Terminator armor going critical would be like Three Mile Island only very, VERY angry, and carrying a hammer.
LO rules in a nutshell: Don't post unit costs, be polite, rep posts containing of win.
Good read, good fluff. Its not as hoped the Chapter Master Captain Attelus, being hardwired into the Star Fort after receiving horrid wounds to confined him to a Dreadnought. Would of been better if he had more imput.