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Scream Stealer's Warband

Born of the deathly whispers left over from the scattering of the Eight Legion after the death of their Primarch, what was once almost proudly titled the 12th company of the Night Lords Legion went their seperate ways as all the others did, taking to the stars on the wings of vessels midnight clad. The 12th Company were a paragon example of the Eight's attention to detail when it came down to plying their trade, Infamous for piercing the ears of hostile defenders with recorded wails and screams of their fellows from previous hunts; the 12th company earned the epithet the "Scream Stealers". Once free of the legions structure and brotherhood, and set loose on the stars, without even the slightest hint of the tether to sanity the legion provided, they sank lower then ever before.

Fixating on the terror filled voices of their prey, and not content unless the cusp of agony could be heard, shattered gasps before the blood curdling scream, the 12th found them selves mired in the very essence their legion despised. Fixation lead to obsession, and slowly change to their very mind set began. It wasn't long before the whispers began in Captain Raaltherian's mind. The honeyed tones and soft caresses at the corner of his mind, calling him to push his warriors further and further down the list of depraved things a servant of the diety of excess demands. Resisting at first, the entire warband felt the strain, the hunger, the need to let loose. Then slowly, one by one they succumbed.

Reborn again from the screeches of the ocean of stars, their ships brooding with silence, the Scream Stealers warband was finally unleashed, and the prince of pleasure revelled in it. Hunting the void for the slightest whispers, like a hound tracking a scent, their proud midnight vessels now the twisting and solemn shadowy guts of a true predator, the harsh cackles, giggles, and whispers of denizens of the warp crawling the deep dark places, joined by stark contrast of the midnight armoured giants of the eighth, come once more for you.