You
know, as much as I don't like them popping up in Fantasy, there's
nothing wrong with Space Marines. They're a great idea and creating
your own chapter is one of the great pleasures of this hobby.
Over
the course of the group's recent campaign I've been rediscovering my
joy in writing background and inventing characters, in having them be
defined by their victories and failures on the tabletop as much as my
pre-determined ideas. Right now my Orks' primary Warlord has been
knocked out for a couple of games and his second-in-command has been
having great success in his absence. I smell a power struggle coming
(as well as lots of barbecued Tau following my most recent game).
Anyway,
I really fancy revisiting one of my own brand Space Marine chapters,
but with a twist.
Once
upon a time when I was nineteen I had an army called The Blades of
Sanguinius. They were Chaos Space Marines dedicated to Tzeentch, the
daemonic Changer of Ways who had cured them of their Flaw in exchange
for service eternal. They were, essentially, little more than muscle
employed by my Lost And The Damned when I had a particularly tough
opponent. In time I got better at the game and moved on from needing
the crutch of Astartes to prop up my LatD army.
So,
the Blades of Sanguinius died, cut down by forces still loyal to the
God-Emperor of Mankind.
Tzeentch,
however, is ever-ready to snatch a continuation from the jaws of an
ending. The contracts of Tzeentch are binding in both directions: the
future and the past.
It
is now a decade later and centuries since the Blades fell to Chaos.
Across the Imperium records of their victories, their honours and
their very existence have been incinerated to hide the terrible truth
from the citizenry that Man's greatest champions can fall from the
Emperor's Grace.
In
the present of the group's 40k timeline, 012.M42, a fleet will emerge
from the Warp that set out centuries ago to fight a war long over.
The Blades of Sanguinius, true and loyal scions of the Ninth Legion,
have returned. Cut off from their homeworld, set adrift in a galaxy
that has alternately forgotten them or pledged to exterminate them,
the time has come to explore who they were before I invented them.
It's
timey-wimey but this is Tzeentch we're talking about (and, hey, I can
experiment with Daemonology if I feel like it. Love me some Tzeentch
Daemons).
In
truth, I have to admit I was no real fan of the Blood Angels
background when I first came up with these guys. I just picked that
particular lineage because it gave me a simple reason for the chapter
to fall. Since then I've really fallen for the whole angle of noble
warriors cursed by a thirst for blood and an unquenchable rage that
will inevitably consume them. Getting a chance to explore those
concepts, which I criminally ignored in my youth, will be really fun
especially as it'll almost be like creating the chapter as new. I
didn't really give much thought to who they were before they became
Chaos Marines.
Now
I get to find out. First step: write an Index Astartes article for
them. I loved the old Index Astartes books, they were my introduction
to the hobby and the artwork for the Black Templars article was what
convinced me I wanted to collect an army. Once that's done I'll see
about getting some models together.
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