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Right, a while back i started a space marine army, new scheme and background, called the Corinthian Sons. But the fluff was basicly .

First off, here's the colour scheme:


So, i've completely rewritten it, and i'd like C&C please, be harsh if you must. I'll start with the history. Oh, and i've used a bit of Latin, so if anyone can speak it better than a random online translator, please do correct me. And lastly, please excuse any bad spelling, English isn't my high point .


The Corinthian Sons were originaly a force made before the Horus Heresy, formed with combined forces of Space Wolves, Blood Angels, Dark Angels, Imperial Fists and Ultramarines, a sizeable force was set. They were sent out, lead by a Master of great status, Enthiam Quantum (Enthiam the great), an Imperial fists captain. They were placed upon a set of ash waste planets in the outer south eastern area of space, where it had been proficised that a warp storm of immense power was to open, their job would be to contain the immenant incursion, untill grey knight forces could arrive. The planets' vast sand storms had died the marines' armour a dark red (which they keep now), and had tested there ability to the maximum, as they battled daily against daemons, dark eldar raids, and numerous incursions with the indigenous life.

Steadily, as the warp storm above the planets grew above the planet, many marines heard the whispers. It wasn't untill the main force lost contact with Quantum and his expedition team on one of the planets furthest out , that the high chaplain Crash, began to grow suspicous. As the warp storm ungulfed the planet, and no contact could be established, the second in comand, Hypernious Blastier, a high standing terminator sergeant from the Blood Angels chapter, decided to leave the sector to a safer distance to moniter the storm. But it was at this time that Horus lead the attack upon Terra, but the force was far to far away to help. Yet, as soon as Blastier was getting ready to leave, a truely devastating sight unfolded, Quantum, now infused with chaos, tore out of the storm with a force of chaos marines from nearly all of the chapters, along side the original marines, and besieged the planet. As brother fought brother, chaos had enveloped the system.

After months of battling, Blastier lead a risky strike into the heart of the chaos forces, with Crash beside him, two dozen of the finest terminators they had, and venerable dreadnought Maeror (grief), they struck Quantum and his bodyguard. The fight was bloody for both sides, Maeror took a lascannon bolt to his power core, and went nuclear, taking out all around him. This gap let Blastier leap upon the traiter lord. He was struck down, yet just as he was about to deliver the killing blow, Crash came in. Barrelling himself and the traiter to the floor with a mighty tackle, he set off the melta bomb upon his waste, removing the legs of both the individuals in a devastating explosion. With Maeror dead, his bodyguard decimated, and the high Chaplain down for the count, Blastier lifted his cerimonial sword, and, uttering a prayer to the Emporer, he decapitated Quantum.

The remaining chaos forces were scattered without a leader, and were duely distroyed. The remaining loyal forces limped away to a neighbouring Ultramarine held system, and looked at their forces. Blastier new of the dangers the warp storm could cause to the Emperium, and as he heard the full news of Horus and his traiter legions, he decided to keep his forces. Naming the 'The Corinthian Sons', after Corinthia, the imperial psyker who had first proficised the storm, and had 'Sent them to this living hell'. Instead of sending them back to their original chapters, they were repainted a dark red, the only colour they all shared now. One shoulder pad of every marine was painted black, in comemoration to the brothers that they lost to the traiter forces, and one orange, to show the fanatical faith they were devoted to, and to show the anger they haberd to chaos in all forms.

In present times, the marines are stretched out across the systems of False Hope, Salem, and Perdus. They are fighting hard against all chaos incursions from the warp storm nearby, and are battling constantly against the ork forces of WAAAGH! Gorbad, and the tyranids from the southern and eastern fringes. They fight in impossible situations, losing mass casualties, but, as the chapter contains four full scout companies, constantly being replenished by strict conscription from the nearby planets, they are able to make up for their losses. They fight with the simple belief that might is right, plowing through their enemies in a constant meat grinder till they're worn down, then with several full sqauds of terminators, and many dreadnoughts in drop pods, Blastier delivers the killing blow him self, as they crash down in the centre of the enemies forces, and obliterate them from within.

Well, that's about it. Once I've sorted them out, I'll do another bit about the main characters, but untill then, wadya think?