“Fenris breeds heroes like a bar breeds drunks – loud, proud, and spoiling for a fight.”—Grand Master Belial of the Dark Angels Background Sometime in the next few days, Cardinal Esau Gurney of Brimlock will make a historic and momentous speech in which he will call for an […]
*** As ufar-ma of his tribe, the heretic known as Xy-Tor regularly met with his sub-chieftains every morning in his command tent. This morning, the air was chilly. Sipping a warm bowl of chiffra, Xy-Tor scanned the adobe buildings of his new base of operations. The desert town […]
*** Haldur and his men had searched half a dozen buildings without any sign of the heretics, and he didn’t like it. Although there was little cover on this street, his men were hugging the walls, as he moved deeper into the town. He scanned the windows of […]
*** One objective completed, two more to go, Haldur thought when he learned the prisoners were rescued. The brother-sergeant was inside the town’s Administratum building now. A moment ago, a frag grenade had dealt with the heretics on the balcony, but there might be more traitors inside—and his […]
“Does anyone care to explain to me why the Space Wolves are operating in the Sculptor System without informing me? Am I not the senior Imperial military commander in this system? Why is it that no one informed me of military operations on Media III BEFORE it happened?“—Commodore […]
Through the narrow visor of his helmet, the traitor Astartes known as Bhal Gaz watched the cultists attempt to repair the inoperative Rhino. Virulent diseases wracked his body, tormenting the now-insane Space Marine with alternating waves of pleasure and pain, and Bhal Gaz could only think about what […]
Chaos warbands may be found anywhere in the Imperium, but their motives for operating in the Corvus Cluster are as of yet unclear. Imperial analysts have studied the raids and sightings but have found no discernible pattern. A notorious renegade, Skyrar, and his Dark Wolves, was last seen […]
Media III, Sculptor System, 3 803 736.M41 The time had come, thought Gunnar Stormbrow, as he adjusted the scope of his sniper rifle. To his left, two other Wolf Scouts rested on their stomachs, sniper rifles at the ready. His brothers had arrived during the night, and the three […]
It took less than a minute for Valdar and his team to slaughter their way through a score of the tower’s defenders. The rest turned and ran. The brother-sergeant had to repeat his order for his men to stop their chase—in their bloodlust, his men would have followed […]
Stormbrow was long in the tooth, but what are three centuries to an Astartes? The Wolf Scout was a warrior, and while his two companions laid down a rain of fire on the xenos, Stormbrow ran toward the transports at twice the speed of the fastest human athlete. […]
THE CORVUS CLUSTER 
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