Storm Hounds
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Last published Tue, Mar 25, 2014
It is the 41st millennium, a time of war among the stars. The Storm Hounds, like so many chapters of the Adeptus Astartes, face the multifarious threats to the Imperium of Man as best they can.
Yet rifts are beginning to divide the chapter in the wake of their gene-seed's recurring flaws. Their origin is unknown to them, their Primarch a mystery. A mystery not all wish to uncover, as two young novices soon find out.
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