04 August 2015

Star Crusade - Intro

Far in the Future, in a Dying Galaxy lit only by Burning World-Pyres and the twilight of Fading Suns...


Turmoil has engulfed the Galaxy.  It is 3999, and the Great Houses of the Trailing-wise Human Sphere, the SWORD WORLDS, are once again sliding into conflict, within and without.  The Great Noble Houses see a Throne of Terra occupied by a BOY KING, and each of the Noble Patriarchs sees himself wearing the Purple and the Diadem as the spectre of Succession War rears its ugly head.  Armies of fallen Numan Vandals, corrupted and mutated former soldier-clones of the Spinward Padishah Hegemony, raid, violate, pillage, and burn almost at will in the worlds of Man and the Padishah Hegemon has formally requested  assistance from the First Lord of the Sword Worlder Star League.  

Meanwhile the multi-racial Galactic Civilization centered on the ancient Citadel-Station of the Valar finds itself over-matched by a vile NECRO-COVENANT of Shadows, a black-mass army of cyber-wyrms and daemons striking from the darkness of the Galactic Rim.  Nearly overcome and facing an endless tide of death, madness, slavery, and terror, the Citadel Council breaks millennia of isolation and formally requests assistance from the wild and untamed 'Humon' ape-things from a mud-ball called ‘Dirt’.

Pursued by the Covenant's sinister agents, the desperate PRINCESS LIZRAEL of the Ael-Shi, daughter of the High Aeldar Aeldarin, races towards the barbarian world of Earth aboard her private Aether-ship, custodian of her father's Treaty of Alliance with the Earthers and a dowry of gifts to secure her own wedding to the Boy King, an arranged marriage that can save her people and restore Light and Hope to the free peoples of the Galaxy.

Meanwhile on Holy Terra, the pious High Pontifex Maximus suffers from strange premonitions and dream-visions of impending doom and grasping blood drenched shadows from the stars..

Void Stalker Class Battleship by garr0t