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Welcome Archmagos....
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We were almost lost,
Two standard Terran years ago, the waagghh rose up after a period of relative inactivity. Twenty Great Gargants assailed Olympus-Ryza, my fortress and data repository prime for the entire forgeworld. My Skitarii culled the horde at the monstrosities feet, buying time with their santified blood.
A warlord class god-machine from Crucius defended the forge-temple, it's massive weaponry felling a half dozen of the blasphemous engines of the enemy. Without any secondary engine support however, it was destroyed. Torn apart by tractor beam weaponry from a score of the Gargants. Blazing white hot, the Warmonger fell to ruin amidst the horde's cheers.
If Olympus-Ryza falls, so does the forge world. The data Repositories stored here house our most treasured designs, our most hallowed artifacts. The original
STC blueprints for our plasma technology, all of it. The priesthood would be undone, and all our works with it, but for our last hope.
A decade previous, and long in secret, a cache of Iron hands geneseed had been uncovered sealed under Olympus, in a vault bearing the inscription "Ferric Gift." It was discovered after an ork army besigeing the holy basilica caused a shift in the mountainous structure with explosives. A conclave of magi from across the Ryza system was convened, in secret, to decide it's fate. After a single day of arguments and counter arguments, it was decided to use the genetic material of Ferrus Mannus to construct a defensive army, a chapter dedicated to the Omnissiah and Ryzan Priesthood.
Against all protocol, arch-lexmechanics were engaged in forging the documents of founding, which were taken by arch-secutors and seeded into the imperial archives on Terra. We created an astartes chapter without adeptus terra approval. And they won.
Using gene stock from Ferrus Manus united with our own forge menial's of appropriate age, and the ancient conditioning machines and training fields under the mountain, we forged a force of warriors greater than any trans-human skitarii. We indoctrinated them into the worship of the omnissiah (although prudently make them think it is a form of Emperor worship in the event they make contact with other imperial forces). Thier Iron captains, chosen by hard data review of the training sessions, became lesser priests, and the omnissiah's work was done. Ten long years, but the wise decision of a decade ago saved our priesthood.
That black day was thier triumph. Screaming out of hidden transport tunnels in Rhino class armored vehicles and wearing jump packs alight with flame, they set upon the horde. It was a slaughter, bolt shell and plasma blast ripping orcs to shreads. Freshly forged terminator suits, created at great cost by the Fabricator Locum, clad the warriors who teleported into the very Gargants themselves. In the course of two hours, the remaining orkoid warmachines were torn to cinders and their blasphemies extinguished.
They are the Shields of Aurus, named for our sector, and they are our finest creation.
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