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 * * * […]
“Monsters! Nightmares! The traitors can’t be stopped. Our lasguns are useless against them. Run for your lives! Run for—“unidentified Guardsmen as he fled the battle line, executed summarily by a Commissariat officer only minutes before High Command ordered the retreat * * * Continued from Part 1 . […]
“It is an ill-fated time. The traitors advance like a cancer . . . corrupting all before them. No! No, I say. The traitors will not take this city. We will fight. For each inch that the enemy advances, we will take 100 of their lives.”—Ionut Barbu, colonel, […]
“Look, men! The 178th Chem Dogs still stand their ground. If they can face the horrors before us, so can we!—Words of encouragement from Commissar Hydrich Kosch, 17th Dozarian PDF Regiment, during the traitor assault on Mygor (missing in action, presumed dead) Continued from Part 1 . . […]
“Entropy is all-consuming, fed by all struggles against it. Even to hope is to despair. So despair, and in your desperation, find purpose.“—Nurgle, the Lord of Decay * * * Lord Admiral Hausu Dinola, I regret to inform you that a sizable traitor fleet, spearheaded by the dreaded […]
“The Terminus Est is an abomination against the Emperor, an open wound that has never healed, a constant reminder of betrayal and treachery. That it still stalks the stars is a dark omen sent by the gods, a reminder that while our lives are fleeting, the power of […]
“Is it better to be feared or respected? I say, is it too much to ask for both?—Lord Admiral Zaccarius Rath, hero of the Ganzona Rift * * * On 6 973 744.M41, the battle barge Emperor’s Fury, patrolling the outer planets of the Dozarian System, registered an […]
“Hard pressed on my right. My center is yielding. Impossible to maneuver. Situation excellent. I am attacking.”—General Ferdinand Foch at the Battle of the Marne, M2 * * * Continued from Part 1 . . . Not far away, Durand also saw the fight go out of his […]
Sweat poured down the face of Liam Drax as he squatted behind a large industrial pump, atop the scaffolding of an isolated promethium refinery in the southern hemisphere of Dozaria. Fifteen meters in front of him, he knew that Inquisitor Locke was suffering as badly as himself. The […]
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