Setting:Cloudburst/Mendic

System
Galactic Position	Cloudburst Sector, Hapster Subsector
System Overlord	None
Worlds in the system	6
World Type, Name	Dead World: Scalding
Tropospheric Composition	N/A
Religion	N/A
Government type	N/A
Planetary Governor	N/A
Adept Presence	N/A
Climate	N/A
Geography	The size of Terra, barren rock and open lava vents
Gravity	1 Terran Gravity
Day Length	27 Terran Hours
Economy	N/A
Principal Exports	N/A
Principal Imports	N/A
Countries and Continents	N/A
Military	N/A
Contact with other Systems	N/A
Tithe Grade	N/A
Population	N/A

Description

At one point, this world was a breadbasket of the Imperium. Remarkably similar to ancient Terra in size and biosphere, it was a world of purers, massive grox herds that roamed over low hills and through shallow rivers, and cities of glass and stone. The planet, then named Letrione, had over two hundred million Imperial souls, and aside from some common and annoying volcanism and diastrophism, the world was a perfectly unremarkable Agri-world of Imperial humanity.

This came to a horrific end thanks to the forces of Chaos. The world played host to massive slaughterhouses for the grox and bovine herds that traveled its surface. Within the slaughterhouses, a misread psyker aptitude test resulted in one young psyker accidentally escaping the Black Ships. Unaware of their psychic power, they began to hear the prayers of their neighbors to escape the endless drudgery of the slaughterhouse life. He took pity on them, and reached out to bestow upon them gifts of psychic power, which changed their lives in many ways. The simple, superstitious people of Letrione took this as a miracle, and offered up prayers and sacrifices to the Emperor for granting them the powers.

This, in turn, attracted the attention of dark beings. The sacrifices turned from small piles of money and burned paper offerings to bloody ritual and debasing human misery. The psyker who began it all felt the pleadings for release in his mind once more. Reaching out to grant that release, his body exploded as a Warp Rift opened in his corrupted soul.

Within two weeks, eighty percent of the world’s population was dead, and an army of daemons rampaged unchecked over the planet. When an Inquisitorial response force arrived, they immediately recognized that the world was lost. Consigning the world’s population to oblivion, they pelted the planet with Exterminatus-grade weapons from their Longstrike cruiser. The world’s massive volcanoes erupted as the tectonic plates of the world sank into the mantle, and the Inquisition left it behind, leaving only some automated warning beacons and the world’s new name: Scalding.