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IT IS A PERIOD OF CIVIL WAR. REBEL SPACESHIPS, LED BY THE FORMER IMPERIAL WARMASTER HORUS, ARE BEGINNING THEIR CAMPAIGNS AGAINST THE CORRUPTED IMPERIUM OF MAN.

AGAINST THEM, THE NIGH-IMMORTAL EMPEROR WAITS ON HIS GOLDEN THRONE. ALLIED WITH HIM ARE THE FOUR CHAOS GODS, ELDRITCH NIGHTMARES THIRSTING FOR HUMAN SUFFERING. THE SPACE MARINES, ONCE THE IMPERIUM’S FINEST SOLDIERS, ARE DIVIDED. NOW, ON THE JUNGLE-COVERED DEATH WORLD OF CATACHAN, HORUS LUPERCAL HAS CALLED A COUNCIL TO BRING UNITY TO HIS RAGGED COALITION. JOINING HIM, AMONG OTHERS, IS HIS CLOSEST BROTHER, THE ANGELIC SANGUINIUS. YET SANGUINIUS AND HIS LEGION HAVE THEIR OWN PROBLEMS, AND THE COUNCIL - AS THE GALAXY - IS DESCENDING INTO INTERESTING TIMES.

THE SCREAMS AND PLEAS OF THE INNOCENT WILL HAVE NO EFFECT ANYMORE. THE AGE OF DEBATE AND ENLIGHTENMENT IS OVER. THE DREAM OF EMPIRE HAS ENDED.

THE NIGHTMARE HAS BEGUN.

Renegades is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...ad.php?t=90862

Renegades 2: The Flames of Belief is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...ad.php?t=98148

Renegades 3: The Fate of Prospero is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...d.php?t=106279

Renegades 4: The Emperor's Will is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...d.php?t=110117

Renegades 5: Perfection's Cry is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...d.php?t=116059

Renegades 6: Bright Swords is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...d.php?t=116893

Renegades 7: When Death Calls is at https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...d.php?t=117991

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cant wait for it, just so you know im no longer writing a blood angel one instead im sticking with alpha legion and maybe one other.

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Thanks for the confidence! I’m not ready with the prologue yet, but here’s the beginning of the Dramatis Personae page (it’ll be updated with time).

And son of azurman- sorry to hear that, but it’s probably for the best. Good luck on whatever you do end up writing!!

Renegades 8: Foundations in Scarlet

Dramatis Personae

PRIMARCHS


Horus Lupercal- Primarch of the Sons of Horus. Renegade Warmaster. Most human of the Primarchs. Often angry, though for good reason. Nominal leader of the Renegades.


Sanguinius- Primarch of the Blood Angels. Called the Angel. Most ethereal of the Primarchs. Horus’ closest friend.

LEGIO IX- BLOOD ANGELS

Azkaellon- Commander of the Sanguinary Guard. Unyielding. Ruthlessly devoted to his Primarch. Relatively unpopular.


Zuriel- Sergeant of the Sanguinary Guard. Unyielding. Nevertheless, aware of his limitations. Less caustic than his commander, but also less capable.


Aalitton- Member of the Sanguinary Guard. Unyielding. Yes, it’s a common trait in this group. Serious traditionalist.


Dahka Berus- High Warden. Knows the Lore, the Legion and the Loss. At the same time, excessively skeptical.


Raldoron- Captain of the 1st Company. Also Equerry to Primarch Sanguinius. Renowned strategist, known for his adaptable command style. Relatively sociable. Unreadable. Few negative opinions.


Vendrenze- Veteran Sergeant in the 1st Company. Noted strategist. Somewhat disdainful of Raldoron.


Gurio Fikant- Assault Marine in the 1st Company. Of criminal origin. Troublemaker/joker.


Yteros- Assault Marine in the 1st Company. Nevertheless, carries a bolter. Humble.


Gastent- Techmarine in the 1st Company. Pyromaniac.

Ten Enurican- Sergeant in the 1st Company. Smashes stuff. Honorably.

An Dalverante- Sergeant in the 1st Company. Poet. At least, he claims so.


Phitagginitt- Veteran Sergeant in the 1st Company. Unstable. Historian.


Mkani Kano- Adjutant to Captain Raldoron of the 1st Company. Former Epistolary. Fondness for secret meetings.

Aphgori- Captain of the 3rd Company. Terran-born, but loyal to the Legion above the Emperor. Company known for high number of Techmarines.

Kaole Eonataggio- Battle-Brother (formerly Codicier) of the 3rd Company. Determined. Knows a number of random secrets, possibly due to simple luck.

An Ohgiocci- Battle-Brother of the 3rd Company. Anger issues. Straightforward. Rival of Kaole Eonataggio.

Amit- Captain of the 5th Company. Brutally honest. Called the Flesh Tearer (guess why).

Dar Nakir- Captain of the 24th Company. Probably insane. Smiles a lot. Technomad descent.

Aezireze- Veteran Sergeant of the 24th Company. Once the heir to a Baalite noble house- which isn’t saying much, but gave him a good education. Has continued pursuing knowledge.

Lorore Daduri- Sergeant of the 24th Company. New, often confused.

Andam- Sergeant of the 24th Company. Idealistic crusher.

Nassir Rinaspon- Sergeant of the 24th Company. Idealistic slicer.

Siriant Acral- Sergeant of the 24th Company. Mildly paranoid. Righteous.

An Xinui- Captain of the 26th Company. Candidate for being the sanest of the Blood Angels. Optimist.

Enzurior- Captain of the 95th Company. Embodies many Blood Angel virtues. Brevity is not one of them.

Ziors Oramantr- Captain of the 254th Company. Assault Devastator. High inertia, both mental and (especially) physical.

An Ziatton- Captain of the 299th Company. Young. Compassionate. Anxious.

LEGIO XVI- SONS OF HORUS

Ezekyle Abaddon- First Captain. Choleric part of the Mournival.

Tarik Torgaddon- Second Captain. Sanguine part of the Mournival.

Hadrus Handalok- Sergeant, Second Company. Also an accomplished pilot.

Horus Aximand- Fifth Captain. Melancholic part of the Mournival.

Gavriel Entimalus- Sergeant, Fifth Company. Annoying, but great swordsman.

Serghar Targost- Seventh Captain. Master of the Warrior-Lodges.

Gavriel Loken- Tenth Captain. Phlegmatic part of the Mournival.

LEGIO UNKNOWN

Mephiston- Navigator of the Accursed Eternity. Scary.

Draigo- Captain of the Accursed Eternity. Silver.

Angelos- Engineer of the Accursed Eternity. Scarred.

ADEPTUS MECHANICUS

Kane- Fabricator-General. Commander of the Mechanicum. Nevertheless, a nice guy.

Salaia Kerme- Magos Biologis. Bad sense of location.

OTHER RENEGADES

Wu Zatee- Navigator. Head of House Zatee. Arrogant, but often for good reason. Paranoid about things it pays to be paranoid about (i.e. daemons, Primarchs, Catachan wildlife).

Li Zatee- Navigator. Heir to House Zatee. Sheltered. Particularly skilled in Navigating, but uncomfortable in politics.

Damed Ilabum- Admiral of the Imperial Army. Honorable. Easily offended. Distrustful of the Adeptus Astartes.

Kespee Krawell- Admiral of the Imperial Army. Four bionic limbs; not well-liked by immediate underlings. Suspected of Imperial sympathies.

Nryor the Goldtouched- Captain of the Blue Shadow of Arcatase. Second-in-command of Krawell. Got his nickname either from his extreme wealth or for his extreme love of the color yellow.

Athene DuCade- Shipmistress of the Blood Angels Flagship, the Red Tear. Experienced. Commandeering.

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PROLOGUE: SANGUINIUS

The Red Tear, the mighty flagship of the Ninth “Blood Angels” Space Marine Legion, glided through the surface of reality. As if on cue, the stars snapped back.

In the core of the great vessel, where the starship’s shifting out of Warp was nothing more than a slight change of psychic pressure, a meditation chamber hung. Within it, an angel perched. He was never more avian than in this place, and yet his visage did not suggest a bird. It suggested perfection.

Sanguinius knelt in the private chamber, gazing into omnieternity; yet the future was more elusive than usual, and the stars guided him backwards instead of forwards. There was wisdom in reflecting on one’s actions, the angel thought.

There was wisdom in-

////-\\\\

The stare of a disheveled beast.

Angron, the Red Angel, did not look like a Primarch now. He barely even looked sane. Yet his butcher’s glare concealed an understanding, a momentary, full understanding of the way the universe worked. Seven brothers stood around a golden self-called god; six stood accepting. And as the Emperor laid out his doctrine, Angron stabbed the poisoned spear he was holding as a gift into his father’s heart.

His father said too much.

////-\\\\

The pyramids of Prospero, intact.

They stood, and in front of them Magnus the Red, the Crimson King, wove the last of the threads in the spell that would sunder the planet of the sorcerers from a universe gone mad. Roboute Guilliman was at his left side, holding the banner of fallen Macragge, the banner of a wild dream called Imperium Secundus. Sanguinius himself was at his right, four bands of mourning on his arm- for his father, for his brothers, for his homeworld and for his Legion.

His brother stayed loyal.

////-\\\\

Chambers buried under sand.

The fortress-monastery of Baal was ruined forever, now; the attack of the World Eaters had leveled the planet. In a deep catacomb, the renegade Warmaster was tracing scorch marks towards two bodies lying tangled in the dust. The Red Angel and the Blood Angel, utterly indistinguishable in death after Chaos consumed the former, and the Flaw the latter.

His father feared him enough to send the executioner.

////-\\\\

The nanostructure of gold.

The Custodians’ gleaming, elaborate armor surrounded the indistinguishable Emperor as the core of humanity prepared for war. Above, the heavens screamed with the final invasion, even as Amon handed Constantine Valdor Arbilent. The Emperor of Mankind, the God of Order, chuckled.

His uncle was assassinated.

////-\\\\

The war rooms of Macragge.

Roboute Guilliman stood side-by-side with seven-winged Emperor Sanguinius, glaring at the map of the galaxy, a jagged line separating Imperium Secundus from the endless Warp storms of Terra. A wolf skull marked the last battle of Horus Lupercal. The Mark of Prospero was running, still going strong, on the massive clock dominating the chamber’s rear wall; it showed a time two thousand millennia from war’s dawn.

His brother compromised with the Ultimate Warrior.

////-\\\\

Skull-filled catacombs.

Mortarion and Magnus stared at each other over the body of eight fallen Astartes in horned leaden-gray armor, violently gesticulating. The body of the greatest Eldar warlock was thrown off to the side, head crushed. In the skies, an aphotic sphere burned on its way into the system’s star, the first casualty of a total war between humanity and the Eldar.

The Eight Swords fell.

////-\\\\

The last broken promise of a traitor.

A Death Guard in decorated armor hung from the vaulted arches of the flagship, suspended by the feet. His father stared at him in disgust- tempered only by the knowledge that the heresy had been stopped before deep damage was done- as the Captain muttered a final curse, then dropped to the pit below. A faint buzzing arose from the hole, then calmed.

The spy was uncovered earlier.

////-\\\\

Sanguinius rose once more, wings fluttering upright. He had seen enough; even to a Primarch, observing what could have been was disturbing. Besides, there were more important tasks at hand.

The Angel swung the door open, revealing his brother.

“Horus,” Sanguinius said with a grin. “It is good to see you again, in the real.”

The Warmaster smiled, and the brothers embraced, a small crystal of serenity in the writhing ocean of the Milky Way.

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That was amazing. Keep up the good work! Now off to write another chapter of my own...
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Thank you, thank you! (Assuming these were good wows here.) Though I am afraid the story might get slightly less grandiose for the next few chapters. Less alternate history, more Council of Catachan. Still, hopefully it won't be boring.

Speaking of which, here's Chapter One:

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CHAPTER ONE

Before the Imperium came to Baal, it was- by appearances- just another insignificant peak of the human diaspora. Indeed, it was less than that, as Baal was- in the end- a radioactive wasteland, one whose inhabitants were barely aware of their former glory.

And yet… and yet, even before Sanguinius, there was something about Baal. Perhaps it was eternity. Across the shifting radioactive sands, within dusty tunnels left over from the first terraforming, through the skies- crystal-clear, near-black skies, for Baal’s atmosphere was thin- there was a unique bind to the power of deep time. And to be sure, people were aware of the entropic end of everything; yet they were aware, too, that there were places not bound by the whims of thermodynamics (the first order of which was the space some called the Great Ocean), that there was hope of trueternity yet.

Hope- first among sins, according to Macipize.

And Sanguinius had only confirmed that bind. For the Angel, it was said, had been shaped by two designs- his father’s and Baal’s. The Emperor had given to Sanguinius nobility and fury, honor and uncontrollability. Baal granted him distance and time, separation and foresight.

Some Primarchs had whined about the possibility of an end to the Crusade. Others had merely feared it. But though Sanguinius knew fear, he had never felt it about the conclusion of the Great Crusade- at least, not visibly. Once, Dar Nakir- Twenty-Fourth Captain of the Ninth Legion- had assumed that Sanguinius had always looked beyond the petty confines of the galaxy. Once, Dar Nakir had assumed that the Crusade would be infinite in both time and space.

Now, of course, the things he assumed Sanguinius had seen were quite different.

Nakir glared at the green sphere of Catachan, doing his best to intimidate the planet. His best was, of course, not good enough. Thus, distractions.

“Nakir,” Captain An Xinui of the 26th Company warned. “You’re scaring the dignitaries.”

“I’m thinking about Macipize,” Nakir replied. “I suspect they have reason to be scared.”

Xinui walked up to Nakir’s side. “Macipize was wrong, you know. Imperial Truth and all that.”

“Was he? If anything is going to confirm the cynic, this war is it. The Imperial Truth is imploding, over half the Legions- including us- have raised the banner of rebellion, and those that haven’t are engaging in atrocities three times worse than the nadir of the Night Lords. Except the Night Lords, which are ten times worse than their previous nadir.”

“And yet the fire of humanity still burns. Or however you like to phrase it.”

Nakir flexed his shoulders. “It doesn’t matter. We have a war to fight- why, exactly, is half the Legion gathered here anyway? I should be killing people.”

“Someone needed to supervise the Mechanicum.”

Nakir chuckled and continued staring.

“In any case-” Xinui began, even as Nakir noticed a female tech-priest approaching the Space Marines.

“Excuse me,” she asked Nakir, “which way are the Raldorine Halls?”

“Straight ahead,” Nakir said with a turn- regardless of his possible madness, he wasn’t rude. Not usually, at least. “The escalator to our right leads straight into a long hallway; a kilometer and, er, two hundred and seventy-six meters into it, there’s a giant scarlet door on the left. That leads into the Raldorines, Madam-”

“Magos Salaia Kerme. Thank you!”

“You’ve memorized the directions,” Xinui noted as the Magos departed. “Impressive.”

“I’ve been asked before,” Nakir said. “By- er- Salaia Kerme.”

An Xinui blinked.

“I think,” Nakir ventured, “that we should go to the Raldorines. It could be… interesting.”

“Why does a tech-priest need directions anyhow? Don’t they all have cogitators?”

“As I said. Interesting.”

Xinui blinked again, and Nakir grinned.

To his credit, Xinui pulled Nakir along rather rapidly, though still keeping far behind probably-not-Kerme. The Blood Angels strode through the grand hallway, Nakir making note of the recent redecorations. It all seemed somewhat less ethereal than a few months ago, more… secular. Fewer metaphorical murals of battles past; more busts of the great Legion heroes. The mere mention of ritual was frowned upon.

A secular Imperium, of course, for a secular future; but Nakir couldn’t help but suspect that they were breaking with tradition a bit too much, making Guilliman’s error.

The Captains trekked through the hallway, heading towards the massive doors to the Raldorine Halls. First Captain Raldoron had, of course, resisted the honor; but he’d found it preferable to having an entire ship named after him, and so the name remained.

“Is it an assassin?” Xinui wondered. “And if so, why aren’t they heading somewhere closer to the important people?”

“Everyone here is important enough to kill. Besides-” Nakir unclipped his helmet and punched a few lines into it, then glanced into the interior- “the Raldorine Halls are the meeting ground for the Mechanicum contingent. They’ll choose their representatives to the Great Council here.”

“Which means that Kane himself will be present.”

“Who’s Kane?”

Xinui let out an exaggerated sigh at Nakir’s professed ignorance, but cut it short as the 24th Captain slammed open the door into the Raldorines. It revealed an expanse of massive arches, each one leading into a separate mingling room; they surrounded a semicircle filled with tables, cogitators, and so many tech-priests that even a normal human would be hard-pressed to pass through by simple squeezing. Astartes, even unarmored, would require another method.

Xinui shoved a couple of unfortunate Adepts out of the way as he stomped up to the massive figure dominating the semicircle. He stood as tall as an Astarte himself, and indeed for a moment Nakir had thought it was a Techmarine; but he was too far from the human form to fit into power armor. Mechanical appendages snaked around him, a large cooling tower rose from his head, and a screen on his abdomen showed the vast numbers of guests in phenomenally small text.

“Captain Dar Nakir, Captain An Xinui, welcome.”

“Fabricator-General Kane,” Xinui said, and bowed. Nakir was too stunned to do likewise- this was the commander of Mars?- but gave a nod.

“Has a problem emerged?”

“Could you call Magos Salaia Kerme here?”

Kane gave no visible sign of affirmation, but a moment later stated, “The command has been sent. So, how is the Legion?”

“Divided,“ Nakir said. “One half is killing xenos and Imperials; the other is providing security to this conclave.”

“Council,” Xinui put in.

“Conclave. Anyhow, I’m not sure why I’m in the latter half and not the former, but duty and all that.”

The three figures stood in silence for a second. Kane broke the impasse. “Magos Kerme. And- er-”

Two Adepts- not as augmented as Kane, and therefore still appearing more human than robotic- came up to their leader. Both looked rather slug-like, with a large metal tail sticking out from their backs. More disturbingly, both looked identical.

“Polymorphine,” Xinui stated, now virtually certain.

“Left one is real,” Kane said, and raised a weapon-limb. Suddenly, the right “Kerme” rippled, even as one of Kane’s tentacles slammed upwards to grab her. Nakir unclipped his chainsword, running towards the silvery mass, pushing into it; Kane’s limb passed right through the false Magos; Xinui blinked-

The false Kerme contracted in pain, and Nakir flicked the momentary electric discharge custom-built into his blade. Suddenly, the polymorphine gave way, and a normal human being in a skintight black suit lay on the floor, bleeding to death.

The Astartes stared at it.

“Callidus Temple,” Kane commented. “A sect of Imperial assassins. They use the compound polymorphine to assume the forms of their enemies, and then kill them.”

“We know,” Xinui said. “Well, that was a lucky catch.”

“Lucky, yes,” Kane observed. “But the chances of finding a single infiltrator, especially one as skilled as a Callidus, by luck are insignificant. There are more.”

“Lots more,” Nakir noted with a smile. “This gathering might prove interesting after all.”

Xinui frowned. “Are you sure the other Kerme-” by this point the Magos in question had left- “is real? She asked Nakir for directions.”

“Since your Legion insists on refusing to reveal the deck plans of the Red Tear to our brotherhood, yes, a number of us have needed to ask you for directions.” Kane’s face etched itself into a grimace. “Since you refuse to treat us as brothers-in-arms, and insist on believing us barely loyal allies, since your kind destroyed Mars itself-”

There was a pause, and then Kane stopped his rant. “My point is,” he said after a few moments, “there is reason for bitterness from the Mechanicum’s side. I hope your Warmaster is aware of it.”

“Everyone seems to be bitter,” Xinui observed. “The governors, the Navigators, the Astropaths- and that’s out of the ones that sided with us!”

Nakir shrugged. “For any number of men, any two will always disagree on something. Especially in these cycles. What is it you say, Xinui? Surely some revelation waits in line, surely the Second Order waits in line?”

“That’s Sanguinius, not me, and he was citing a lost poem. But yes, Nakir, something big will come of this war. Maybe it’ll be the Second Order.”

“Maybe,” Dar Nakir said, grinning at the fact that the Fabricator-General of the Mechanicum so obviously had no idea what they were talking about. “My point is, truth is found in conflict. We’re lucky to have a diversity of opinions at this conclave. Good luck!”

And he was pushing through the crowd of tech-priests again, considering his words. Yes, this conclave-council-gathering-assembly-thing-parliament-meeting-congress-negotiation was no war, but it was surprisingly like one.

Perhaps he’d be useful yet.

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