Dusk Wolves




War Council-
1) Tarin Perilious - former Luna Wolf


2) Commander Beralis






Emperor’s Guard-
1) Rictor Grell – Terminator Guard
                former World Eater





Rictor Grell stood on the forest edge looking down on what was left of Vastall. Burnt habs in various stages of ruin, fire still raged in most of the city pushing back the shadows of night. Twisted metal hulks of machinery and vehicles were scattered throughout the the rubble of the razed city. Grell had been tracking a squad of gene fail traitors for the past forty hours and it looks like they had returned to their hole. He had no idea how long the warband had been here but it appeared they were the ones that had caused the destruction below. Human remains could be seen impaled on spikes though out the town. They were in various stages of decomposition but all were terrible and all were missing their heads. He snorted and shook his head, “skulls for the skull throne” he thought. How far you have sank, look at what you have become.


Like him they were once War Hounds, Legion of the Emperor without a Primarch. The day their Primogenitor was found was supposed to be a great day for the chapter. But for some it was a curse, Angron was little more than a bloodthirsty beast. His first act as their leader was killing many of their respected brothers, brothers that were in effect his sons. After realizing what it meant to be a Primarch and their leader he renamed them World Eaters. That was the least of the insults they would endure, he also wanted them to get the same psy implants he was forced to receive. Some such as Kharn saw those as a blessing but many saw them for what they were, a curse. Devolving them into base killing machines like Angron. A group of high level hounds falsified the reports of the implant insertion and reorganized companies to group up with like minded individuals. This was a boon up until Isstvan III when most of those that apposed Angron's beliefs were sent to die. Phor Grell, a first loyal was one of them and he was sent down to be eliminated. But the traitors underestimated the loyalists resolve and paid a heavy toll.


Rictor tried to shake off old memories, they were his and also not his, and sometimes it could be difficult. He was coming up on his seven hundredth year of life but his gene-seed’s life was much older. He was lucky enough to receive the gene-seed of the first loyal Phor Grell, one of those that stayed true to the Emperor and preferred death to betrayal. The honored dead of Isstvan III. An underground facility was discovered below the Governoral palace and the Apothecaries cobbled together a storage system to preserve what little gene-seed they could salvage. Every bit of gene material that could be retrieved was extracted and stored, if they would escape this world it would be needed to rebuild. Before the final bombardment many took refuge in the facility to wait out the Armageddon. It was there one hundred meters underground that the Dusk Wolves were born. In the future when a brother’s service ended and he joined the Emperor in death his gene-seed would be passed on. The inheritor would take his benefactors surname his mantle as well as his genetic materials. Like many chapters their gene-seed did suffer some mutation, the sense of betrayal and the strife of brother battling brother emanates through them and stored memories and feelings of past inheritors are passed on. The living breathing brother is an amalgam of all those that have passed before starting with the first.


Rictor finally shook himself free of the past, now was not the time. He had work to do, vengeance to exact. Again he looked down on Vastall and spotted movement. Three forms moved in front of a raging fire on the edge of town, Rictor’s optics zoomed in and enhanced. One of the forms had moved off but the other two were pulling skulls from a pile of ravaged bodies. “Move in, leaving none alive. End their future, no gene-seed survives.” he radioed to the other Wolves in the woods. He didn't wait for a response, there was none needed. He sprang from the cover of the forest storming toward the ruined town, Terminator armour was larger than power armour and normally encumbered its wearer. Not Grell, he was one with his armour and he bore down on the two figures at breakneck speed. He wasn't slowed but he couldn't stop the sound of his heavy boots thundering over the ground. With an electric crackle his lightning claws blazed into life emanating a red ruddy glow. His quarry turned as he approached their chainaxes and pistols already in hand. No matter how far they had sank into depravity they were still Space Marines and they were ready. But ready or not, they were going to die. Nothing could stop that now.
2) Ven Brent - Terminator Guard

                former Emperor's Children




Precision with a scalpel was expected but with a sledgehammer? Ven stood on the ridge watching his squad pummel the traitors into the dust. Word Bearers, or whatever they had become, were pouring out of the smoking hulk that was once their perverted Land Raider. It saddened him greatly to what had become of that once sacred machine. They had released it's tortured machine spirit with missile and Las, one devastating salvo was all it took. His men did not miss. And now the traitor's perverted forms were rushing head long at his squad, he watched as they fell one by one. Bodies being vaporized or exploding as a missile's warhead penetrated armor and detonated. They hoped to close on the heavy weapon squad thinking combat a better choice, they were sorely mistaken. Ven started to move forward, his storm bolter barking adding to the weight of fire. Only two traitors would make it past the heavy weapon fire but there would be no reprieve. He broke into a run moving to intercept, the Word Bearers saw him advancing and began to spread out but Ven's targeter was already locked on to the one on the right. Missiles tore out of the cyclone launcher and connected with the Word Bearer's chest cracking him open like an egg. "You are alone, in this world and the next." Ven said as he closed with the sole survivor, purplish energy blazing into life from his left fist. It was over in seconds, Ven accepted the hit from his opponent trusting in his armor to turn aside the blow. Instead he twist forward locking his opponents sword arm with his right while dropping his Stormbolter. The Word Bearer tried to bring his pistol up but it was too late for that, Ven's fist was already moving forward. One strike, one kill. Precision. 

Blood Hunters-
1) Sargaent Farios - Former World Eater
2) Kjelm - Melta
War Hounds-
1)


Deadeyes-
1) Sargaent Kilmn
2) Sargaent Largos




Devastators







Armory-
Venerable Brother - Nero




Proditores, Non - Land Raider


Deimos – Prevalence


Razorback - Sufferance
Land Speeder- Talon




Dusk Wolves Legion/Chapter
This legion/chapter is comprised of the betrayed loyalists from Legions XIV (Death Guard), III (Emperor’s Children), XII (World Eaters), XVI (Luna Wolves).

XIV – Death Guard – Orignially > Dusk Raiders
Colors – White body, Green Trim – Raiders > Armor unpainted, right arm and both shoulders Crimson
Didn’t specialize in bikes or JPs… known for Terminator Armour units.
Names: Ullis Temeter

III – Emperor’s Children
Colors – Purple with Gold Trim
Tac, Heavy Weapons and preferred Land Speeders
Battle Cry: Children of the Emperor! Death to his foes!
Names: Ancient of Rights  Rylanor (Dread)
Saul Tarvitz
Illois – commander that dies during the great crusade.

XII – World Eaters – Originally > War Hounds
Colors – White and Blue (shoulders and trim)
CC Specialists
Captain Ehrlen

XVI – Luna Wolves
Colors- White with Black trim
Specialty troops.
Battle Cry: Lupercal!
Lokan
Torgaddon
Nero Vespid

Notes:
I started to think it would be cool to use the four legions that were betrayed and combine them into one force. They wouldn’t be large enough to form four separate chapters but together they could forge a strong force each focusing on what they were known for. So I started to break down what they would be and who would fill what.
So Far:
The list would be more for story and concept than being competitive so how it fits is more of a consideration then how it will perform.
Luna Wolves – Stern Guard as they were considered the best of the Legions.
World Eaters – Assault Marines, that just plain makes sense.
Death Guard - They were the hard as nails do it all guys so Tacitcals would make sense. But I’d like to mix them all in the Tac squads.
Emperor’s Children – They were known for their precision abilities and heavy weapon usage so Dev Squads. And I was thinking of using a contemptor Dread as Rylanor.
Color - They would most likely be a white color and would have shoulder patterns and maybe trim to represent their former Legion. To remember their roots but to separate themselves from the betrayers. Maybe color the right arm like the original Dusk Raiders, and shoulders.
As for a name I was toying with either just using Legion or something from the Legions old days like Dusk Raiders or maybe mixing it up to include more than one chapter Dusk Wolves. I’m liking Dusk Wolves as I think it sound cool and makes sense in many ways. The Death Guards original name (Dusk Raiders), adding in Luna Wolves and dusk would be like the twilight of their legions in their opinions. Plus I could use some of the cool Space Wolf add on bits. Actually as I was writing this I was thinking more and more about it. I think Dusk Wolves gets the win, even made up their logo. It’s just a combo if the Luna Wolves and Death Guard Circle.
That’s it for now… but more to come.

Background
So far I’m undecided how I’m going to break it down but