Editing Cendra (section)

== Planetary History ==

Before the Imperium rediscovered Cendra, it was a forest paradise. The climate was warm but sheltered by the huge trees comprising the woodland that stretched on for miles and miles, filled with mild-tempered herbivorous beasts. The trees grew a naturally-occurring fruit named "Prara" that contained the majority of the nutrients an average human required to survive. It was sweet to taste without containing much in the way of sugars. The fruit had a calming effect that placated those who ate it, and so war was utterly unknown in Cendra - most living out their lives in a state of drug-induced stupour. 

The Cendran natives coveted this fruit above all else, using it as the sole planetary currency. Not realising its addictive qualities as they cultivated it - the fruit slowly become the only thing the planet realised was edible over the course of hundreds of years. This went on for centuries, the populace blissfully unaware of much of the dangers hurtling around them in space as the [[Imperial Navy]] and an [[Ork]] [[Waaagh]]! clashed in the unseen skies above for control of the sector. Then it happened.

One day, a heavily damaged [[Ork]] [[Rok]] broke from the Waaagh! fleet and drifted into planetary orbit. Any Orks inside that did not die during atmospheric re-entry were quickly smashed into a pulp by the force of the Rok hitting the ground. The Elders - those few with the biggest Prara plantations and the most workers with which to collect them - were forced to convene for the first time ever in order to evaluate this possible threat. Eventually, they decided there was nothing to be worried about, returning to their estates. The emergence of the [[Feral Orks]] put an end to that plan.

Nobody on the planet had seen an Ork before, and they certainly knew nothing of their fungal reproduction process. The Rok that had been simply left alone because it was devoid of life was now teeming with savage, primal creatures - chopping down trees and sharpening stones into simple Choppas in order to raid and pillage the locals.

So addicted and warped of the mind were the populace of Cendran that when the stories began to spread of the first settlement falling, their initial thoughts turned out to be nothing more than "more fruit for me". That is, until the plantations started being purposefully razed to the ground.

Any militarily-minded individual would inform you that this was an inspired tactical choice by the enemy - dealing a massive blow to the morale of the planet and depriving them of their one source of sustenance at the same time. Anyone wiser on the subject would simply inform you that the Orks hated the Prara trees, apparently feeling that they tasted like "a squig's arse".

In any event, entire settlements soon began to disappear in the blink of an eye. Hundreds of thousands of refugees began heading to the Elder's plantations, which were steadily becoming the last known sources of the fruit. In response, the Elders breached ancient vaults long-forgotten by all but their predecessors, overseeing the distribution of dusty razorwire and heavy [[stubber]]s as they were mounted around the outside perimeter of their estates. At first, these were trained only on the Orks, but as supplies of the fruit dwindled, even fellow survivors were mercilessly gunned down as the settlements struggled for survival.

Growing desperate, one Elder decided to abstain from the fruit in order to keep his family fed. As the fruit's addictive influence began to wain in him, he felt an unfamiliar, almost-primal hunger - one that triggered as the Orks came near. Curious, he ordered one of the beasts dragged back to his quarters after the most recent wave of suicidal greenskins were gunned down by heavy stubber fire. 

At first, he thought himself mad - he cut into the flesh of the beast, tasting it hesitantly. He retched dryly, thoroughly sick. However, he found that once he placed it in the fire, the taste became something else. His tongue was black as he tasted the bitterness - so very different from the sweet fruit he once knew, and yet so much more desirable. As he crunched into the twisted black form that was once the creature's arm, he ordered a feast, so elated was he. The estate's people - having rationed heavily for around two years now - were confused by the announcement, but were so weary and weak from hunger that they made no complaint as the most recent kills were awkwardly butchered and cooked to such a blackened state that no indication of the original taste could be made. This was the first recorded ritualistic eating of the burned, a tradition that would live on for millennia in the form of the Pyre Feast.

With this revelation spreading quickly, the Elders clipped away the razorwire and handed out ancient [[flamer]]s amongst the people, massive areas of the planet's forestry being decimated by the Cendrans as they inadvertently destroyed the Ork's fungal spores in the process of killing them. It was during this time that their addictive personalities took on another obsession - pyromania. Slowly, they began to revere and - in some cases - even worship fire, especially after it emerged that the Orks were no longer returning after having been burned thoroughly.

With the trees now nearly extinct and the people of the planet realising and hating the influence the fruit had been having on their minds their entire lives, they swiftly began to run out of resources once more. The herbivorous creatures that had existed on the planet were now long dead, either killed by the orks or the starvation of being deprived of the fruit for so long. Meanwhile, the Imperial Fleet above had long finished its battle. Having completed its purging of the other planets in the sector of the ork menace, it now turned its attention to Cendra in order to follow up on an old report of a Rok managing to make it into the planet's atmosphere, tying up loose ends as well as annexing it in the name of the Imperium.

Dropships from the fleet landed, deploying the 22nd Vendoland to the surface and expecting to find token Ork resistance. What they found were massive amounts of barren forestland, as well as the burned-out husks of Ork fortifications. Confused but hopeful that they had encountered humans with whom they could turn to the Emperor's service, the landing party began scouting the area, eventually happening upon the sorry state of the natives.

The Cendrans had devolved into cannibalistic fire-worshiping savages. The Elders - having lost their monopoly and thus their power base - had been swiftly overthrown by the strong and cruel, who hoarded the limited resources and kept the weak as cattle. While the Imperials initially expected hostilities from the barbaric natives, the Cendrans instantly recognised some of the weaponry the Vendoland carried and submitted themselves to the landing parties' will... provided they were given promethium supplies, having run out from abuse of what little flamers they had.

Seeing the value in this, the Imperium took full control of the planet, installing a non-local as the Planetary Governor and forming the planet into a more civilised (or at least more structured) state. Still, despite the [[Ecclesiarchy]]'s best efforts they could not stamp out some of their more primitive misconceptions and habits, chiefly their ritualistic burning of food before they will even touch it, as well as the natives coming to know the [[Emperor]] as the "[[Astronomican|Torch]]bearer" - and they were the ones who would bring his burning light to every planet He desired.