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The Primarchs

The Warlord in his conquests of Old Earth and Sol created the title of Primarch and awarded it to twenty of his greatest generals that they might become leaders of leaders. This was partly to maintain an ordered hierarchy but also to promote autonomy of his forces. The Warlords long term dream of the time was creating a system of governance so efficient that he would become obsolete. His short term dream of the time was to free up enough time to spend all evening in the pub. Of the twenty awarded that rank only eighteen are by name and deed remembered to history under that most august of title.

Horus

- 100% human from Luna, possibly of Void Born stock.

Russ

- Canis Helix variant of Marine from land of Skand

Ferrus Manus

- High quality skittarii of one of the Terran Mechanicus enclaves

Fulgrim

- Astartes pattern from Merika

Vulkan

- Astartes pattern from Afrique League

Dorn

- Calbi born, early model astartes pattern. Desensitization problems.

Roboute Guilliman

Guilliman was born to a minor noble house in the great and relatively prosperous realm of Europia. His parents were able to afford him admittance to Parisiorum University, the most prestigious educational institution of that fair nation. By the onset of adulthood he was well versed in the classics of language, mathemetics and the basic sciences but it was in military theory that he truly excelled.

As a young man he was transferred to the Avelroi military academy where he trained to be an officer. Although he was no mean tactician and a more than adequate soldier it was in the arts of strategy and logistical planning that his brilliance was found.

Upon completion of his training to declarations of brilliance from his tutors he was assigned to the southern border where his nation rubbed shoulders with the Nord Afrik Enclaves with whom they had warred often.

Within a month of being assigned to the semi-derelict Jibraltonius border fort the area was brought up to peak efficiency nad effectiveness. Whole swathes of the border defenses were brought back up to and exceeding standard from the beating they took in the last border dispute under his watch as he was transferred from ruin to ruin. And not before time.

Before long it the sun had risen and it was time for another war. To the consternation of the Nord Afrikaanus and their cyber-thrall army commanders it was not to be a quick bout of raid and pillage.

The barbarians broke upon the hardened shell of Europia like rain upon granite. They tried and tried and their assaults and savagery bled their nation white.

The counter attack orchestrated by General Roboute Guilliman was expertly calculated and Nord Afrika burned to ashes from which they never recovered.

The customary actions to follow in such instances as this was for nations to assume the territory of the fallen and incorporate it into their own realm as a subjugated and broken people. Indeed this would have been the case but for Guilliman's address to the senate imploring them to let that foul place rot, Europia didn't need to devour that which would only make them weaker.

This was of great disappointment to the other neighbouring nations who were looking forward to invading the over extended and weakened Europia in the following years.

For his apparent wisdom and martial brilliance Guilliman was given the honorific title of Lord, a title that would not normally be bestowed upon him until his fathers death. Further more in the time of relative peace the nation now found itself in it needed an ambassador that was already a man of accomplishment and worth. In these day The Warlord not yet Emperor was still a distant rumbling to the south and east.

It was during his time in the Kingdom of Franj that he met the young (alright, youngish) Queen Yolande Fouché. The two had little in common at a personal level and neither ever completely trusted each other. It was, however, deemed by both their respective governments imperative that they marry as a prelude to the unification of the two nations. Franj itself was deeply wounded and only slowly recovering from devastating biological and warp based attacks by the Unspeakable Tyrant of Gredbritton and would not survive even a half hearted assault from any of it's neighbors, and the Dusht Jemanic was looking to settle old grievances. For the people of Europia it would mean access to the produce of the huge tracts of agricultural land.

When The Warlord came before the senate of Europia, modest in a scribes robes, he came with opens arms and a warm smile.

The senate of Europia saw this new "Imperium" as a macrocosm of their own well ordered nation and felt much would be gained from inclusion, provided they would be represented in the decision and policy making processes of such a regime.

The Warlord accepted their inclusion as well as the joint inclusion of the Kingdom of Franj as neither realm would be willing to part from the other.

In short time Lord Guilliman rose through the ranks of the new Imperial Army, proving his brilliance upon a global level.

When it came time for the Warlord to implement his super soldier project on a much expanded scale it was a sad fact that Lord Guilliman was biologically too old and would almost certainly have died during the implantation process. As consolation he was granted some limited gene-forging and rejuvenant procedures that his usefulness might be extended for centuries to come.

And down the centuries his usefulness was proven.

When the Warlord became the Steward before the Empty Throne and looked to the stars it was Guilliman amongst his generals who was best suited to the task of planning large scale interplanetary warfare, a feat not considered for millennia. For his dedication and adaptability Lord Guilliman became Primarch Guilliman, a leader amongst leaders and when the eye of the Steward looked beyond the confines of Sol whole stellar clusters were brought under the Aquila by the old man of Europia. Of those wars that could fill a library the greatest, the Primarch considered, were the ones not fought.

He was and old man. He looked of middle years but he had lived long past his time. Memories of loved ones, their faces and voices, had become dim and faded. He had outlived his wife and his children and his grand children and in truth his beautiful nation. He was an old man and he was so very tired of war.

When the War of the Beast descend like a hammer upon the still fledgling Imperium it was Guillimans reforms to the trade routs and military integration that allowed whole sectors to recover from the initial shock and mobilize what forces they had with merciless efficiency.

His well ordered and equipped soldiers and warriors and legionaries made the Beast and his horde pay for every light-year. For every slain citizen under his care a hundred deaths were meted out but all could see that the line was being ground back to the Sanctum Sanctorum of humanity; Old Earth.

For all that the forces of The Beast were weakened it was the other legions that were remembered as striking the death blow. Guilliman was not upset by that; good men were seldom remembered as long as entertaining monsters.

After the slaying of The Beast the time of rebuilding was to begin. It was dirty work but it was good work, rebuilding something after so long fighting soothed his aching soul somewhat even when most of his fellow Primarchs refused his suggested reforms to their legions.

Guilliman endured for a centuries longer than any thought would be possible but In 014M32 he began the long sleep but his legacy would endure for ages to come. Despite his belief otherwise he was remembered fondly by most.

Magnus the Red

- child of a high end psychic mother and a Navigator father. No augmentations. Court of Ursh.

Sanguinius

- Astartes from Dusht Jemanic.

Lion

- Astartes. Franj born

Perty

- Late stage Thunder Warrior commander of the Macedonia Garrison.

Morty

- Late stage Thunder Warrior with cyber-augments. Grandson of Unspeakable Tyrant of Gredbritton.

Logar

- Limited gene-forged. Ynsdonesic Bloc theocracy.

Khan

- Former military commander of Ursh. Early Astartes.

Konrad Curze

Konrad Curze was a man that could politely be described as driven and accurately be described as a frothing at the mouth lunatic. Of all the Primarchs appointed none were more questioned than he.

He had grown up in the final days of the Age of Strife in the rambling under city Tordashimya in the Pan Pacific Empire with all of the horrors and excess that this entails. To say that this had an effect on the deepest levels of his mind would be insufficient, he say the fledgling Imperium as only existing as a means of imposing some sort of order and some basic justice on a world that was in dire need of both and he saw it as his duty to make it happen.

Sadly his means of doing so left much to be desired. The easiest way to rebuild a society is to break it down, the quickest way to gain obedience is through fear and the quickest way to install some system of punishments for crime is to decapitate the government and install a new one.

Despite, or some darkly whispered because of, the Stewards insistence that he change his tact Curze became stubborn and resentful and his predations became more brutal. Unable to halt his course the Steward of Earth directed him instead to the worlds of no hope, worlds so broken that they could never be brought in to the Imperium. Worlds he couldn't make worse.

It was on the world of Nostramo seemingly cursed by gods and men that the Night Haunter found some strange joy. If he could bring a world so broken, so unspeakably wretched, as this to the light of civility then he would be vindicated before the whole galaxy.

The subjugation of that world was the harrowing stuff of nightmares. The Dark Eldar could barely have done better to make every day-cycle a new nightmare.

But in time Night Lord Curze was vindicated. His people took control of ever position of authority and the malcontents and all of their families and friends be hey man or woman or elder or child were removed and rediscovered mutilated and quite dead.

But order was brought, hideous as it was.

For all the horrors his legion inflicted on one world ten more surrendered without raising arms. Examples were made of the worst so that more virtuous peoples could be saved.

When the dark whispers of Chaos afflicted his mind and the eldar of the Crone Worlds arose from their dark corners of space assailed and his dreams and offered him such tantalizing thing they found their blandishments wanting. Their envoys were cut down, their offers refused and a their promises met with scorn. They had assumed that something so monstrous as Curze had become would revel in their depraved debaucheries without considering that he would find them as repulsive as other, better, people found him.

Some, of course, fell. Younger soldiers who had maybe joined the cause for self gratification, creatures in mans guise that had enjoyed their work.

For the entirety of the War of the Beast the Lords of the Night were found sowing discord and misery amongst the fleets and the armies of damnation. For every horror the invaders committed more was inflicted upon them.

Few of that despised Legion fought on the soil of Old Earth and never were they allowed to forget this. But because of their actions the forces of damnation were weakened and poorly focused with one eye always over their shoulder.

In the aftermath of that war it was in no small part due to Curze that more provincial worlds didn't try to leave the Imperium. In the Imperium they had protection. Outside the Imperium Curze would "convince" them to rejoin the Imperium.

Curze was in latter years well aware that he had become everything he had despised in his youth. In the year 243M32 he had himself tried and executed for war crimes as the ultimate testament that none were beyond judgement. He had deemed himself to have outlived his usefulness and although the Imperium could tolerate a useful monster it should have no love for them.

Angron

- Very early TW. Nord Afrik Enclaves.

Corax

- Bania, astartes.

Alpharious & Omegon

- records deleted by order of the Inquisition