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This is the history of brother Perceival and Techmarine Kratos,two characters i've been working on modeling(rather remodel)recently.Their stories are inspired by feats preformed by two mins,one of my friends and one mine(Kratos and Perceival respectively)and asstounded us with their accomplishments.A few of the things happened in the tabletop while others are pure fiction.Ill post the events starting with their recruitment in their respective chapters.I am new to this kind of narration and id really like some feedback from anyone reading this.
Last edited by pilot00; November 3rd, 2010 at 00:16.
Praise be to the Emperor!!
Planet Chaeronia is a hive world at segmentum Obsurus.For thousands of years Chaeronia had been a major manufacturing and recruiting center for the armies of the imperial guard stationed around the eye of terror.Almost all of its surface is covered by the metal of the world spanning hive city of Paradise Fall,as a result the citezens are in constant need for food,water and basic other commodities(wood for example)that can no longer be found on the bleak planet.Life in the hive is usually a short and brutal afair.While the capital spire named Arvandor houses the Governor and nobility of the hive,the rest of the populace live in cramped conditions to say the least.As it has been said water and food shortages are common.Citizens live a life of extortion by the criminal gangs that the arbitrators are unable or unwilling to control,low wages and non existant time for rest and recuperation.The endless production lines of the manufactoria are maintained not only by work but by the very blood of the populace.Thousands die everyday at working accidents or exhaustion only to be commemorated by the priests of the god emperor and be forgotten ten minutes later.
Annoual purges by the inquisition are been made to ensure the desiesed and the hopeless do not grow to sufficient numbers to start defecting to other heretical faiths or revolt.
With a hopeless life that faces death on every corner many youngsters are signing up to the many commisariat offices for recruitment to the Imperial Guard.Many are allready skilled in the use of fire arms due to the gangs that terrorise the underhives.Others see no hope of bettering their lives from the constant toil of the forge and join in the hopes of gaining a post of a greese monkie or departmento munitorium staff.
To many it was no surprise that 60 years ago a mass revolt began in the lower spires of the hive.Untold thousands casted away the shacles of their slavery to the governor and the tyrant as they called the emperor.Among them huge numbers of arbitrators and the local garrison troops were seen as the spear head of the revolt.Under the pretense of a better future they preformed attrocities to those that wouldnt join them and began a long siege of the governors palace.Astropathic messages were send following the escalation of the conflict and the realisation that there was no hope for the loyalists to rebuff the onslaught.
Segmentum command was not about to leave one of the largest recruiting grounds for the guard fall.Fearing intervention from the ruinus powers they passed the call onto a strike fleet of the Black Templars space marine chapter.The mission of the Black Templars was simple:Land on Chaeronia's capital spire,lift the siege find the insurgents leaders,any possible chaos forces and deal with them approprietly.
When the Black Templar vessels exited from the warp there was already another fleet in high orbit above the planet.The central ship leading the fleet was identified as strike cruiser Salvation of the Dark Angels space marines.
Things were about to get really complicated...
Last edited by pilot00; November 3rd, 2010 at 00:15.
Praise be to the Emperor!!
One of the first drop pods to reach the imperial palace was that of squad Electus.Tactical squad Electus alongside tactical squads Edulon and Vane with the thunderous sound of a blizzard were dropped directly in front of the traitor forces.As the hissing sound of the hidraylics of the pod openned the space marines were greeted with the hellish vision of the battle ground.The entirety of the palace was rigged with gun ports and makeshift bunkers.Loyalist guardsmen were huddled behind hastily erected barricades returning fire and diying by the score.The maimed bodies of gunned down human corpses lay sprawled across the the huge gate that now was a shattred ruin of metal and smoke.Hundreds of troopers were charging from that very gap that was made by the ruinned gate.And that was their last charge.
Barely had the marines observed their surroundings and beheld the carnage arround them,when their fingers instictively unlished a voley of holy bolter rounds on the enemy wave.As the bolts reached their lines,man after man,the offenders begun to fall.One took a hit to the chest,only to be exploded to meaty chunks and gore that covered the two men behind him.Another took it clearly to the head,severing his skull in two and exploding to mortaly wound the man behind him.More thunderus sounds and two more drop pods apeared,opening they disgorged more of the dark green armored giants.They like the ones before them exited their transport and immediately set to gun down the enemy infornt of them.
"This is sergent Electus to the strike cruiser salvation.We ve made planet fall and encountering stiff resistance.We are redeploying to nearby fortified possitions to get better cover and lure the enemy into a cross-fire".
"Acknowledged brother Electus,show them the furry that is the might and the heritage of the Dark Angels".
"It will be so".
As the landing space marines blasted a hole to the charging enemy they moved with all haste to take cover to nearby abandoned fortifications left by the dead defenders of the Governors palace guard.By taking possition the marines had such an angle of fire that they could easily mowdown the incoming enemy waves in such as a way as they were hit by three diffirent sides.The resoults of this were observed by the governors commander:
"My lord space marines have landed in the courtyard!"
"What?By the emperor are you certain of this?"
"All too certain my lord,they are exactly the same as the glass depictions of the spire cathedral,and not only that,by seeing them the men have redoubled their efforts and the enemy has stopped in their tracks".
"The emperors fury has been unleashed then,tell the men to support them as best as they can we may win this yet".
Praise be to the Emperor!!
Meanwhile as the rebelion had reached its critical point and all adjecant spires were been pillaged and torched two young boys having seen just two winters past their first decade make a desperate battle for survival.Spire Fergang was one of the first targets of the insurgents.The spire was a manufacturing plant of small arms and flack jackets used to equip the valontiers been sent offworld to the guard,hence it became a primary target.Most of the workers who had not joined the revolt have been dipossed of and the stores pillaged to arm the mobs now converging on the capital spire.All of those who didnt join the rebells however were not dead.Many had fled the spire just prior to the start of the violence.Others hid within the libernithing complexes of the manufactoria trying to blow off the storm.Among those who hid initially were two youths.
Perceival and Kratos had started working on the forges nearly a year and a half to supplement their families with whatever income could be gained from ceasless toiling.Kratos was fond of his work.Not only he enjoined working on the machines producing guns and ammo but he also seemed to understand the very principles of engineering and how they operated,he toiled hard and hoped to one way get the attention of the mechnicum of mars.On the other hand Perceival was more interested in the final product and its uses.Engineering was boring to him.His dreams were with joining the arbiters,quelling the gangs of the hive and dispencing righteus justice in the name of the emperor.
He was knowldgeble on weapon feaures and their operation as well their tactical value than the actual rites and effort needed to produce them.
The resident techadept knew of the difference between the two and quickly selected Kratos to tutor about common machinery maintenace and repair rites,while Perceival was used as an errant between the foremen of the manufactoria.
Where Kratos was full of himself and rush to attempt something new and exciting Perceival was calculating and calm usually underlining the worst result an effort can come to.Where Kratos acted fast based on instict Perceival acted very very slowly analyzing everything a hundred times before taking action.While they were the opposite of one another a deep friendship had formed between those two.A sense of brotherhood that had been forged during their earlier days of their youth.
The day the revolt ennacted Perceival had retuerned from the bowells of the hive,bering news of the revolt and the massacre of the staff in the lower manufactoria.He had survived only because he knew his way well into the forges.He quickly had dragged Kratos to a side store module were weapons ready for shipping were stored.They quickly armed themselves,Kratos with a lasgun and some granades,while Perceival took one las pitol and a combat shotgun.Creeping as slowly as they could out the carnagge been enacted at the spire they could only hope to reach the habbitation modules.
Last edited by pilot00; November 8th, 2010 at 22:38.
Praise be to the Emperor!!