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Anonymous /tg/96126500#96128985
7/19/2025, 8:17:05 AM
>>96128975
I don't play video games, I especially don't play warhammer video games
Anonymous /tg/96114058#96114694
7/17/2025, 9:27:41 PM
>>96114581
I come up with my lore as I'm hobbying for each guy.

Malakim's Ante were a small strike team of Lamenters, sent off to the far reaches of the galaxy to reclaim lost wargear in hopes of bolstering the diminished armory of the chapter. While searching the edge of the Ghoul Star's they received a call from Baal claiming a massive Tyranid hivefleet was approaching the homeworld of the Blood Angels and that their assistance was required to help fend off the assault. Upon setting off through the warp for Baal they encountered a massive warp storm and became stranded for what felt like 100 days. Unbeknownst to them, this was the machinations set forth by the great Khorne Daemon Prince Cha'gath Akz'Hur, who continually cast teeming hordes of daemonic entities upon the castaway marines. During their time spent within the space between realities, a large portion of their forces became stricken with the curse carried by their progenitors, known as the Red Thirst and Black Rage. Large portions of the strike team were lost to the infighting, and those that survived carried with them a great shame left from delivering the Emperors Peace to their former brethren. Those that carried the burden of felling the most of their kin became known as The Benevolent, and began to paint their armour in colours of mourning, as a means of recognizing the great sin they had committed. Eventually the warp entity seemed to grow tired of toying with the marines and spat them out into the orbit of Baal where they could witness the true destruction that befell the once great homeworld. Stricken with the grief of losing their brothers, the shame of failing to aid the Blood Angels in time, they set out on the galaxy with a new quest. One of hatred. One of revenge. To seek out the dark forces that tore their family asunder, they now patrol the edge of the Great Rift stalking whatever occult evils that unfortunately find themselves in their path.
Anonymous /tg/96109879#96110581
7/17/2025, 7:13:56 AM
>>96110563
Gag on it decalscum
Anonymous /tg/96081387#96081502
7/13/2025, 10:39:46 PM
>>96081427
I like all the dreads quite a bit
Anonymous /tg/96064944#96067809
7/12/2025, 12:23:20 AM
>>96065292
>Malakim's Ante were a small strike team of Lamenters, sent off to the far reaches of the galaxy to reclaim lost wargear in hopes of bolstering the diminished armory of the chapter. While searching the edge of the Ghoul Star's they received a call from Baal claiming a massive Tyranid hivefleet was approaching the homeworld of the Blood Angels and that their assistance was required to help fend off the assault. Upon setting off through the warp for Baal they encountered a massive warp storm and became stranded for what felt like 100 days. Unbeknownst to them, this was the machinations set forth by the great Khorne Daemon Prince Cha'gath Akz'Hur, who continually cast teeming hordes of daemonic entities upon the castaway marines. During their time spent within the space between realities, a large portion of their forces became stricken with the curse carried by their progenitors, known as the Red Thirst and Black Rage. Large portions of the strike team were lost to the infighting, and those that survived carried with them a great shame left from delivering the Emperors Peace to their former brethren. Those that carried the burden of felling the most of their kin became known as The Benevolent, and began to paint their armour in colours of mourning, as a means of recognizing the great sin they had committed. Eventually the warp entity seemed to grow tired of toying with the marines and spat them out into the orbit of Baal where they could witness the true destruction that befell the once great homeworld. Stricken with the grief of losing their brothers, the shame of failing to aid the Blood Angels in time, they set out on the galaxy with a new quest. One of hatred. One of revenge. To seek out the dark forces that tore their family asunder, they now patrol the edge of the Great Rift stalking whatever occult evils that unfortunately find themselves in their path.
They're themed around playing cards and I've got a different scheme for each of the suits.
Anonymous /tg/95891291#95894777
6/18/2025, 3:09:41 AM
>>95892275
Malakim's Ante were a small strike team of Lamenters, sent off to the far reaches of the galaxy to reclaim lost wargear in hopes of bolstering the diminished armory of the chapter. While searching the edge of the Ghoul Star's they received a call from Baal claiming a massive Tyranid hivefleet was approaching the homeworld of the Blood Angels and that their assistance was required to help fend off the assault. Upon setting off through the warp for Baal they encountered a massive warp storm and became stranded for what felt like 100 days. Unbeknownst to them, this was the machinations set forth by the great Khorne Daemon Prince Cha'gath Akz'Hur, who continually cast teeming hordes of daemonic entities upon the castaway marines. During their time spent within the space between realities, a large portion of their forces became stricken with the curse carried by their progenitors, known as the Red Thirst and Black Rage. Large portions of the strike team were lost to the infighting, and those that survived carried with them a great shame left from delivering the Emperors Peace to their former brethren. Those that carried the burden of felling the most of their kin became known as The Benevolent, and began to paint their armour in colours of mourning, as a means of recognizing the great sin they had committed. Eventually the warp entity seemed to grow tired of toying with the marines and spat them out into the orbit of Baal where they could witness the true destruction that befell the once great homeworld. Stricken with the grief of losing their brothers, the shame of failing to aid the Blood Angels in time, they set out on the galaxy with a new quest. One of hatred. One of revenge. To seek out the dark forces that tore their family asunder, they now patrol the edge of the Great Rift stalking whatever occult evils that unfortunately find themselves in their path.