“Ghaz Tak. I know you. I know you aspire to greatness. You lust for the Grandfather’s favor. But I doubt your strength. Prove me wrong. Lead my troops to the objective. Break into the city. Only then will you have any chance to achieve that which you desire.“—Typhus, […]
“When the will defies fear, when duty throws the gauntlet down to fate, when honor scorns to compromise with death—that is heroism.” — Robert Green Ingersoll, M2 philosopher * * * Continued from Part 1 . . . The choke point Yet the traitors followed Galba’s forces with […]
“Victory is not won solely by might of arms. Nor by superior tactics. The essence of victory—what must always be found on the battlefield—is the certainty of your cause and the absolute conviction that you will prove victorious. Victory comes to those who believe.“—Captain Alaric Galba, commander of […]
“The city of Mygor stands before us. Within its bastions, the worshippers of the False Emperor huddle in fear. But we shall end their dread.” “We shall spread a dozen plagues amongst the heathen and, as they pray for deliverance, we shall show them the benevolence of the […]
“What is a plague, but the cleansing flame in another form? Only the strong survive its passing. Only those fit to claim a kingdom from the ashes.”—Typhus, Herald of Nurgle * * * Continued from Part 1 . . . Shameful hesitation The loyalist Space Marines were remarkably […]
“Attention all crew! Enemy ships to our front. Prepare for battle. Show no mercy. Kill the heretic. Kill the traitor. Kill them all.“—Commodore Gadea Hennard, commander of Battle Flotilla Dozaria Relief 1 (DR-1) * * * IMPERIAL VOXCAST (6 097 746.M41)—A traitor fleet commanded by the Death Guard […]
“Speakeman! Those idiot ships have fallen behind. They’ve betrayed me and cost me the battle. If they weren’t doomed, I’m have their captains up for court martial. Order all ships to the Mandeville Point. We’ve failed. Oh, the shame of it.“—Commodore Gadea Hennard, commander of Flotilla Dozaria Relief […]
World of Dozaria Suburbs of the industrial city of Mygor 6 973 745.M41 The battle began when the aspiring champion of Nurgle, Ghaz Tak, stepped out of the safety of the ruins, making himself known to the Imperial Guard defenders entrenched about 200 meters away. The guardsmen knew […]
“Praise be the pestilence of Grandfather Nurgle. Bless the sores and weeping pustules that remind you of Nurgle’s favor. Disease and taint protect you, extend your existence, ensure your final resting place in the Garden of Nurgle.”—Sorcerer Necrosius encouraging the Death Guard forward at Mygor * * * […]
“Praise Nurgle! Watch as the landscape withers. Rejoice as men fall victim to boils, rot, and pestilence. Laugh as Rot Flies dance above the seething bodies of those inflicted with the gift of the Warp.”—Typhus, champion of Nurgle * * * IMPERIAL VOXCAST (6 483 745.M41)—The infamous Death […]
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