Night Watch

Night Watch

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In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, there is only war. Even so, at the front lines of the ever ensuing war against the traitors, xenos, and abominations that threaten the Imperium, is the Adeptus Astartes. While their chapter is not of much note, the Night Watch Guardians, descendants of Rogal Dorn, stand as a bastion of civility in the dark shadow of the Storm of the Emperor's Wrath. Yet, will these stalwart sons of Dorn remain loyal, or were the seeds of heresy sown before they were even founded?
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The gift of the Rubicon Primaris and of the new, more powerful Primaris Marines is shared amongst the many chapters wich are part of the Adeptus Astartes organization. Welcomed by some, rejected or mistrusted by others, they are nevertheless a much favorable sight to the already thinly spread forces of the Imperium. Accompanied by the golden members of the Brotherhood of Demigods, the Custodians of Holy Terra, this new breed has reached all known and unknown Chapters, from the savage Space Wolves of Fenris to the tragic and rare Lamenters and beyond, yet one last offering is still to be made. Deep in the starless void, were monsters reside, great beasts hunt relentlessly. Long is their journey, started in the lost epoque of Pre-Unification. In Exile they are damned and by Duty bound, with Hunger they stalk and with the ichor of humanity's foes their thrist they Slake. Guardians, monsters, tyrants, slavers, sunderers, it matters not. Who leads and what they leave behind is nothing but a great Red Wake.

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