Rausina 14: Konvoi to Rausina
It was suppossed to be a fast and save flight. How should the forces of malign have detected the small convoy? It was nothing with a bis signature in there. Just an old light cruiser ST NENOYA and a handfull of escort
Category: Fanfic
Kikolu Manele
This was an outrage, what a loss of time. Me maybe not one of the highborn spire kiddies, but me old enough, proven enough to be not treated like grox feeces. Me then very angry that customer, bold offworld bum with high
In the dark future of the 43rd millenium…
Line of Blood “Brother-chaplain, I have a question to ask, concerning a dream I had.” Gracefully the young marine sank to his knee in front of the sanguinary priest, bowing his head in respect. Even for an astartes he moved with remarkable
The Divination Board
Lucius voice, silently, gently called out to his savant servitor Pretononius. The gentle clacking of the men-machines innards was audible from all over the small sanctum the High Inquisitor called his private office. Pretononius was closing. Ages old, the mechanical parts of
Rausina 14: Growing Suspicions
Saeffen began to run when she heard the alarm go off. This was exactly what she had been dreading all along since Lucius had sent her off to chaperone their mysterious Eldar visitor back to her people on Rausina. They were alledgedly
…and on we go with our History Lessons
This is brand new, actually, although it belongs to- well, you better figure that out for yourselves. In the High Grass A whisper. “Azrael.” Melodious. Familiar. Urgent. “Azrael!” Her breath on his auricle, soft as down. A hand on his shoulder, gentle
Another History Lesson (or two)
Returning the four Marines to their chapter the wounded Fitheak ends up stranded on Baal. When the infamous Inquisitor Bertolli gets too nosy around the Blood Angel’s Fortress Monastery, Commander Dante charges Brother-Sergeant Azrael to see that the Inquisitor will not stumble upon their
The Price
“The Price” was written around either 2002 or 2005, and it shows us a crucial piece of Fitheak’s past as well as a glimpse on her next of kin. It was part (and basically the starting point, too) of the Ambrosius-Campaign. The
Fitheak’s tainted Witchblade
Made of shimmering blue Wraithcrystal, the elegant and powerful sword was originally part of Fitheak Battleseer’s equipment provided for her by ‘her’ shrine, that of the Swooping Hawks. From the beginning, the young Battleseer’s Gift and the psychically reactive blade were a good
Ends and Beginnings
By Doro Schluter Since the forces of the Eldar had left the Craftworld for the battlefields of Bac Dumor, Ceiban and his colleagues had been busy preparing the Rooms of the Healers for the return of the warriors. They were located in