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This is my first attempt at doing my own fluff for 40k, so please go easy on me! Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.
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+++The Sons of Maldoror - Heretical Origins.+++
It was during the Seige of Terra where Lord Commander Maldoror of the 9th Great Company of the Emperor's Children fully realized his path. As the Primarch Fulgrim led his legion toward the wanton destruction of the weak and defenseless in the uncontested regions of Terra, the other Marines of Chaos viciously assaulted the Imperial Palace's fortifications in a whirlwind of fire and blood. Seeing this, Maldoror became disgusted with the actions of his battle brethren and became consumed in a concentrated fit of rage and bitterness. While his peers fought gloriously bloody battles and pursued ultimate victory in a passionate display against the false emperor, his fellow legionnaires sought the simplistic, base pleasures of crushing mere insects who were hopelessly ill-prepared to even put up the slightest amount of resistance.
Fulgrim had lost his vision; a vision of human perfection in a galaxy of unbridled freedom. Rather than seeking greater and more fulfilling experiences and challenges, thus transcending the mundane scope of human experience, the Emperor's Children at the Seige of Terra were simply content with acts of crass barbarism, which anyone was capable of. This could not be what Slaanesh desired from those who answered His call.
Maldoror fell behind and summoned his company. He made an impassioned speech arguing for a return to the legion's true destiny - the pursuit of perfection in a boundless galaxy where all manner of experience is embraced to the fullest so that the legion might burn with the lust and passions of a billion suns before the touch of oblivion extinguishes the flame forever. This was the true service of Slaanesh. Convincing his
company that the actions of the others in the legion were a waste of precious time and energy at best, the sin of allowing this monumental opportunity to pass them by whilst spending their time slaughtering vermin was unforgivable.
By the time the Lord Commander had ceased his litany, there was not a single soul of the 9th Great Company that stayed behind as Maldoror and his impassioned soldiers joined the other Chaos legions in the seige of the palace.
+++A Mote of Dust in the Eye of Terror.+++
After the Emperor had narrowly defeated Warmaster Horus, it is well known that the legions of Chaos fled to the Eye of Terror to escape Imperial retribution. Rather than follow the remaining companies of the Emperor's Children only to explain their actions to an obviously degenerate and insane Fulgrim, Maldoror chose to temporarily base their operations on a deadworld called _Thakria_ located along the outside perimeter of the massive warpstorm. Not only did the solitude of the planet enable Maldoror to build up the character of his soldiers through scholarly pursuit of the old path; arts, music, sciences and warfare, his company was able to conduct periodic raids of Chaos worlds in the Eye of Terror to put his lessons into practice as well as acquire weapons and machines of war for themselves and the true service of Slaanesh from his former brethren.
The iconography of the Sons of Maldoror remains rooted in their days as loyalists and the early era following their dedication to Slaanesh. This serves a three-fold purpose. Forever remembering how Fulgrim had lost his way, the Great 9th Company chooses to retain the deep royal purple of their origins lest they forget their original purpose of perfection and descend into the mundane barbarity of their once-beloved Primarch. Much of the Imperial iconography is still utilized to confuse their foes as well as serve as a blasphemous display for those whose faith remains with the decrepit carcass of the false Emperor. Though it was this same man who bestowed the insignia upon them millennia ago, the Sons of Maldoror employ its use to this day as a reminder to all whose countenance falls upon them that it is their Emperor who is ultimately responsible for their doom - either by the hand of Maldoror and his warriors or by their wasted existence in slavery to a pathetic, withered man-god. This is standard practice throughout the ranks, though those in the 9th Company are otherwise free to express themselves however they deem fit and will often combine their ancient heraldry with various embellishments to their power armor.
+++Rites of Carnage.+++
Having studied the warfare strategies of the Emperor and Fulgrim since his youth, Maldoror has become a force to be reckoned with on the fields of blood. Though proficient in many methods of destruction, it is in close quarters that His ferocity is unparalled in His Great Company. It is this he tries to instill in his Children as Maldoror believes that the most extreme form of combat physically and emotionally is to be face to face with an opponent, tearing flesh, rending armour, and tasting blood whether it be theirs or yours. Realizing that each of his Sons must forge their own path, he does not require everyone to fight in His preferred manner. Some have taken to ranged weaponry, though all must have a modicum of close-combat training. Those whose destinies have taken them to more cultural or scientific endeavors tend to be the ones pulling triggers, but make no mistake - these warriors can be just as formidable as any other of Maldoror's Sons on the battlefield.
+++The Death of Passion.+++
After many years of leading His Children and receiving the blessings of Slaanesh in the form of an extended life in which to pursue his passions, Maldoror lay on his deathbed surrounded by his most beloved commanders. Having been mortally wounded in an effort to claim a Daemon Engine on a nearby Chaos world, his final moments encased in mortal flesh was spent in much of the same way as the rest; caring for what he loved most. Commanders Amon, Zhorne, and Saavik stood deathwatch as their father's ebon flame was nearly snuffed out, embracing their grief as a reminder of their vital existence. When Maldoror's enhanced body could no longer maintain consciousness, His children acted.
The commanders carried Maldoror's broken form to those brothers that were most gifted in the ways of technology who had long prepared for this day. Having dedicated their lives to the pursuit of the application of knowledge, the monstrous armoured sarcophagus that awaited their fallen leader was the culmination of their destinies; the eternal preservation of their beloved Father. Chaplains prayed fervently, A shrine to Slaanesh was erected, and the most beloved of all the Children, Amon, stifled a sob. Maldoror, who would never experience the joys, sorrows, triumphs and despairs of life the same way again, was inserted into the tomb forever. Their leader, mentor, dearest friend and greatest warrior had died and, as Amon activated the Dreadnought, was reborn.
More to come soon.
The only problem I have is with the begining. The Emperor's Children were making the populace of Terra into drugs. You could have your commander see this and become disgusted with his fellow legionaires.
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You should give a good explanation why they still have chaplains... Unless you're a Word Bearer... :tongue:
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I thought of doing this, but it came off sounding too "anti-drug" to me. Anyway, it wasn't the fact that they were making drugs that upset Maldoror, but the fact that the Emperor's Children were wasting an opportunity of greater glory and more intense experience by stepping on the pitiful inhabitants of Terra rather than being at the forefront of the assault on the Imperium.Originally Posted by Sanctus
Only Post-Heresy Space Wolves have Great Companies. Other SM chapters are just Companies, and the Traitor Legions are still based around their original structure, unless it's degenerated to a large degree.Originally Posted by UndeadairNot too keen on this... they only fell to Slaanesh in order to further their "perfection", I don't think they'd completely lose any sense of the other "perfections" that the rest of the legion was chasing.Originally Posted by Undeadair
And the ending is horribly sentimental. Remember that these are marines, who even before they fell to Chaos would have had much of their emotion atrophied as part of their hypnotherapy. Their fall to Slaanesh can't have helped matters in this regard either. I just don't see Emperor's Childeren weeping around a coffin, is all.
Originally Posted by Xerxes
I was under the impression that at the time of the Heresy, there were 30 Great Companies of EC. Anyway, if I'm wrong that mistake is easily fixed.
I'm not too sure what you mean by "other perfections" - but if you mean pleasure seeking and such, my company hasn't lost the sense of that, and are still as brutal as the others in the legion, they simply prefer to pursue more grand experiences than getting high on imperial chattel.
As for sentiment: Couldn't the same argument be used against most Slaanesh armies' pre-occupation with sexual pursuit? You'd think the process of creating a Space Marine would curb sexual drive so as not to become a distraction in and out of battle, but I digress. Anyway, it's only Amon that was "weeping" around the coffin - otherwise it was a deep respect that pervaded the atmosphere of the "funeral.". Amon isn't weeping for Maldoror's death rather than the fact that the greatest servant of Slaanesh he's ever known will never experience life in the same way, being cut off from all sensation while in the dreadnought.
Thanks much for your input! Writing fluff isn't easy that's for sure and I know I'm not going to please everyone... I just think Slaanesh worship has much more potential than S&M sex and I thought I'd try expanding on that.
Thanks for taking the time to check it out.
Last edited by Undeadair; December 20th, 2005 at 16:55.
As an EC player myself, I have to say, I love your models, your paintscheme and most of your fluff. However, there are a few things I take issue with.
A whole company is too much.. There were only 30 great companies in the Emperor's children. They were one of, if not the, smallest legion (perhaps due to Fulgrim's habit of getting half of them killed on crazy crusades.)
At times they don't sound like Slannesh worshippers at all.. Slannesh is not a generic 'sex god' as DN pointed out. However, he is the god of excess. His followers should not be driven by moderation, or sense, or decency. By rather, are generally ruled by extreme cravings and their own twisted obsessions. Killing millions of civilians is not to fall from Slannesh' vision of perfection, it is, in fact, indulging it. Slannesh did offer a vision of a perfect universe, but it wasn't a 'nice' vision at all, not in the serious way these guys seem to interpret it.
If they abandoned the legion as late as Terra, how did they avoid Fabius Bile's brain surgery. If they underwent it, how to they hold back the inevitable glorious, Slannesh inspired madness which comes from having every sense overtuned thousands of times over.
You mention Chaplains.. The Emperor's Children murdered their chaplains at the time they began worshipping Slannesh.
Originally Posted by The_Giant_Mantis
I appreciate your input, Mantis... This is turning out to be a lot more difficult than I thought since it hasn't been easy to find all the fluff that's out there before starting my own. What sources are you using, anyway? I know of the Index Astartes article, and the Book of Slaanesh in the codex, but I don't recall ever reading about Fabius Bile's brain surgeries, etc.
Maldoror of course is going on his own vision what Slaanesh service should be - I'm quite aware most people won't agree. I think that delayed gratification can be just as powerful as simply engaging in compulsory behavior which is how most Slaaneshi seem to be, and the rewards are usually much greater. There is a difference between indulgence and compulsion and I wanted to fluff my army in the direction of the former.
As for Chaplains, I mainly meant spiritual guides, or priests... i just used Chaplain as a blanket term, rather than the actual office.
The main reason for my fluff is more or less to model my army how I'd like. I want to find an aesthetic right between pre and post heresy as I've never seen it done and I'd like to have plenty of options open to me by choosing this route. And I like purple.
Thanks for the assistance.