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Paladine was once a world in the Imperium, but since the 12th Black Crusade the planest had fallen under the dominion of a joint incursion by the Iron Warriors and Night Lords Chaos Space Marines. The world was rich in special minerals valuable to the Iron Warriors in their twisted warp technology, and the thought of an entire population to terrorize and enslave put a thought of wicked glee into the mind of the Night Lords.
At first the people of Paladine fought back against the Chaos Marines, but were soon beaten down into lives of slavery to them. Countless millions were killed in the first years alone through a culling of infirmed and elderly, and the rest of the citizens were interred in labor camps in the middle of the giant jungles which covered the planet.
For decades the planet had been under the subjugation of the Night Lords, taking the slave-workers into the wilderness only to hunt them down for sport, murdering hundreds of people at a time to keep a constant grip of fear on the men and women of Paladine. All the while, the Iron Warriors kept pulling out resources from the planet to keep the Chaos forces in that sector well equipped.
After a century of slaving on their home planet, the people of Paladine no longer lived in the dense jungles they once called home, but on bleak, desolate rock, the forces of Chaos corrupting their planet to become a hellish city, full of mines and factories for the enslaved people to continue their service. Tall chimenies belching out smoke and smog soon blocked out the sun, and the Night Lords continued their reign of terror in an enviroment soon becoming like their homeworld.
Then, during the reclaimation after the failure of the Despoiler's 12th Black Crusade, the world was taken back by the the Blood Angels Space Marines. The people were freed and swore their allegiance not only to the Imperium but to the Blood Angels, vowing that they would always fight alongside both. With the taint of Chaos gone from the land, the jungles retook the planet and the lush greenery of Paladine had returned. The Imperial Guard of Paladine, most renowned among them the 213th "Tiger Eye" Legion, fights all across the stars for the Imperium which saved them, in urban conflicts battling in the palasteel and concrete of Hive Worlds and in dense green hells of Death Worlds, and always the fighters of Paladine carry with them the words "For the Golden Throne and the Red Angel" to symbolize their eternal loyalty.
Thats a bit of history for the legion I'm making, Next will be more of their relationship with the Blood Angels and leaders.
Pain is life, while I feel pain I still live, and while I still live I will seek vengance.We are few but strong in will
The last with pagan blood
We fought the world with burning steel
Now we sit in Hall of Gods
It seems unlikely that the planet would be able to recover from strip mining, pollution on a scale that demolished the jungles already, and daemonic corruption. Even with concerted Imperial scientific efforts, it'd be tough.
Chief Inspector Dreyfus: Are you wounded?
Clouseau: No. Fortunately I was saved by the darkness.
Chief Inspector Dreyfus: So what we need is more light.
agreed, for the whole planet to go from a barren rock back to a verdant jungle would take ceturies, if not millenia, unless the vegetation was super fast growing.It seems unlikely that the planet would be able to recover from strip mining, pollution on a scale that demolished the jungles already, and daemonic corruption. Even with concerted Imperial scientific efforts, it'd be tough.
All in all it's good fluff, I like it. although to keep realism id say that the vegetation is being re-grown, and the planet is slowly beginning to recover from the utter devastation caused by the chaos grip on the world. It ain't easy going from utopia, to dystopia, to utopia again.
Last edited by Ignorant Bliss; October 25th, 2006 at 03:41.
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