Black templar crusade history

[last of the bloodthirsty]

The Omegas Crusade: The Crusade of Faith and of the Last

The Omegas crusade is the 10th crusade of the Black Templars chapter, the longest in the chapters large history of war. The Marshal of the crusade, Viccer Renstralt, is over 700 years old fighting in the name of the Emperor from world to world. Giving aid to the Ichar worlds and then aiding in the Armageddon wars, his men have seen their share of blood and dirt to be veterans of many chapters and some even commanders in their own right. Viccer leads with unswerving vigilance and almost over powering faith, making him an example to all who meet him.

After the Armageddon wars and witnessing faithless killings, Renstralt made a charge upon his crusade to fight in pure destructive faith. He upped the number of Chaplains and grew even more vicious in combat riding the euphoria he gained through killing for the Emperor, killing anything that was in his way, yet keeping control to lead with great zeal. He carries all weapons blessed by the Chaplains, and distrusts all psykers even of the Inquisition.

One man is always at the side of the mighty Marshal, and that is Master of Sanctity Dam Kerge. The oldest and most blood thirsty of the Chaplains in the crusade, standing with his commander this 576 year old giant against daemons, beasts, and abominations, he is the most trusted friend of the Marshal.

The brothers Forn, Hydrik and Palnig, blood brothers from birth now fight as brothers in terminator armor. Both from the same terminator squad, which was then decimated in the defense of a chapel on Givas III against a genestealer cult, them being the survivors fight without their own squad as Castellons. Showing faith beyond that of a normal initiate they only fight in the grips of the foe with blade and hammer, roaring curses at the enemy.

The ancients from the beginning of the crusade are all that are left of the original force. All entombed in the massive hulks of Dreadnaught armor, Ancients- Likus, Fultran, Gurrin, and Agrevis, all men of legend through the chapter, all men of marshal prowess and power, all men of the last. These great warriors are those of faith and war, two very powerful things.

Emperor’s Champions Cronus and Halim, lead from the front with the initiates, plunging their swords in the same flesh the brothers rip through, as all the commanders do, giving more zeal and faith to the men as they are symbols of the crusade.

Titled The Crusade of the Last, signifies the crusades fight is near an end. Even though the wars will never stop the crusade has taken more damage over years of fighting than any force should ever endure, almost dropping in to inusablity. Losing almost half their number and only having a handful of neophytes, they are running themselves into extinction which they all welcome for they know it will be a glorious end for them all.

“Wars come and go but my soldiers are eternal” Marshal Renstralt to his force as the plunged into the orks at Volcannus hive.




“NO PITY! NO REMORSE! NO FEAR!”