Hekatonkires
Hekatonkires | ||
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Battle Cry | Forward! They can only kill us! | |
Number | XV | |
Primarch | Samson the Matador | |
Homeworld | Morgoth | |
Specialty | Armored Warfare | |
Allegiance | Fallen Imperium of Man | |
Colours | Pink and Black |
East of Terra there are two worlds. The first, Morgoth, is a world of sprawling cities, rotten hives rife with crime. The second, Avalon, is a death world where the only refuge from the vicous megafauna of the Continent are the islands surrounding it. These two worlds are different in every way save their deadliness, which is why it is strange they are so connected in an alliance of heritage, a union maintained only by either reason or stubbornness, whether that be on part of a legion, a primarch, or both.
They are the Hekatonkires or Morgoth, a host of supermen with an affinity for armored warfare. Their primarch is Samson of Avalon, though he does not lead them. He is not a general but a hunter, who leads his order of hunters against the beasts of Chaos. His legion of tanks and gansters; and their primarch, who is foremost a hunter and a gentleman. They are total opposites, but their distinct traits complement each other, and together make a deadly team.