+ The Wages of Sin +
+ Who are the Legio Maximal? +
'Burning cold, biting heat; these are the stressors that led to life.' So begins the Liber Maximalis, the curious record of the Legio Maximal's inception.
In
truth, its text is apocalyptic and revelatory, and almost certainly written
long after the events it supposedly describes. Couched within the text are so
many allusions to the Legio's later splintering that most authorities agree the
text must be a cipher of sorts, a 'beautiful lie' intended to salvage the
Legio's tattered reputation in the wake of the Great Heresy.
The
so-called Schism – which saw the ever-factionalised Legio
pursue open warfare against itself – is at the heart of their conflicted
history, but the tale requires framing within the context of its home.
***
The
Corsair Worlds
Few
voidcraft ply the fractious routes that surround the Nebula Discorda.
Scattered across the corewards front of this treacherous stellar nursery lies a
web of systems. Periodically isolated from one another by the nebula's fierce
and unpredictable solar winds, these worlds are only intermittently connected
with one another – and have long proven tempting targets for the opportunistic
pirates and xenos predators that give the region its name: the Corsair World
Cluster.
Even
as the Imperium laid claim to the Cluster, petitions streamed in from
newly-Compliant worlds for succour and protection. Greedy for the rare star-forged
materials that littered the young star systems, Mars demanded immediate action.
With no extant Forgeworld nearby, individual Titans were tithed – despite
vociferous protests – from Maniples attached to the Expeditionary fleets which had
brought the cluster into Compliance.
The
actions of these Titans form the heroic pre-history detailed in the Liber
Maximalis: a series of fierce campaigns collectively known as the Clausura
War, fought against entrenched alien conclaves and petty empires. The
details of these conflicts are detailed elsewhere, but it was during this
period that it became clear that the Corsair worlds would require wargroups
able to operate independently for long periods – all too often, a Maniple or
lone Titan would find itself worldbound on a hostile planet, isolated from
support by the vicissitudes of the Nebula.
***
Maxims
of Faith
Some
decades later, the long-awaited mandate for the raising of a new Legio arrived
from Mars. Expecting to be relieved of their posting and anticipating return to
their worlds of origin, the Princeps then in the region were instead informed
in no uncertain terms that they and their Titans would form the kernel of the
new Legio. 'Regrettably', records the Liber, 'such honour was as
often scorned and railed against as hailed; and numerous Engines ignominiously
stole away that should have stayed.'
As
its Forge-throne, the Legio was assigned Nabed-Paleae – a
desolate, rain-lashed planet located in the somewhat more stable southern
reaches of the Cluster. For reasons as varied as honour-debt, doctrinal
obedience, or simply because the ruthless demands of the Great Crusade saw
stranded Titans reluctantly abandoned, a scant dozen Titans were gathered in
the whipping rains of their new world. They and their crews hailed from as far
afield as Orestes Colonia, Gryphonne IV and Krytos, and made for a mournful
sight in their crowdless inaugural parade.
Tasked
with shepherding those War Engines newly-commissioned from the resource-rich
worlds of the Cluster, the new Legio was to take its name and guidance from the
ancient Eighth Law – 'The Omnissiah Knows All, Comprehends All.' This,
alongside the other Mysteries and Warnings of the Cult, were known as the Cult
Maxims; and the Legio was thus inaugurated as Legio Maximal.
Within
a decade, a score of engines stood clad in the Legio's new tinctures, but the
demands of war meant that they were continually embroiled in the struggle for
the cluster. From the Legio's genesis, Nabed-Paleae thus only occasionally
hosted more than a handful of the Vigilants' Titans, and then usually for
ritual purposes. The risk of the nascent Forgeworld itself being embroiled in
storm – and the strength of the Legio confined – too great.
Instead,
the Legio's strength was divided amongst the Arks Mechanicus Maximal,
a roving fleet of warbarges that was intentionally dispersed in order to ensure
rapid response to calls for aid, and to avoid too great a portion of Legio
Maximal's strength becoming isolated or marooned by voidstorms. Maximal's
watchful and responsive nature quickly earned them a reputation amongst their
allies within and beyond the region, leading to their Low Gothic
cognomen.
The
Vigilants thus developed a uncommonly nomadic and decentralised culture – a
culture influenced as much by the personalities of the founding Princeps as the
demands of their domain.
Even
as the founders themselves died away through attrition or age, their influence
lived on. Devotion to charismatic individual leaders became ensconced,
celebrated and ritualised amongst the Legio, with individual sub-fleets
developing their own idiosyncracies and traditions that were only rarely
challenged – or even witnessed – by Nabed-Paleae. It was against this backdrop
that the Warmaster Horus was to loom large.
***
Schism
Never
favouring a particular class of Titan, the Vigilants usually fielded flexible
load-outs based on a great reverence for data – comprehension, after all, was
their founding principle. With worlds frequently and unexpectedly going dark,
any information – however out of date – was valuable to the liberators as they
came to relieve their charges. Likewise, flexibility was favoured by crews who
knew that their Titan was ever-vulnerable to being stranded and self-reliant
for years on end.
A melting pot of cultures from its inception, Legio Maximal's
martial identity remained occluded. While its actions were demonstrably
effective, the Vigilants gradually gained an unwanted reputation for
inconstancy; though the Liber Maximalis glosses this as
adaptiveness. The influence dominant Princeps had on the forces they
commanded exacerbated this tendency. Beyond a universal reverence for analysis
and data-infeeds, Vigilants embarked upon one Ark might act in a cautious
manner to a plea for aid, while another might rush in.
When
the Horus Heresy erupted, it was this individualistic tendency that would tear
the Legio apart.
The
Schism, as it was to become known, saw the sub-fleet commanders of the
Vigilants declare for opposing sides. For the traitor elements, no man was
greater than the Warmaster; and his influence far outweighed the little regard
they held for Nabed-Paleae. Roughly a third of Legio Maximal is believed to
have declared for Horus, while the greater portion remained loyal – though in
both instances, the reasons for such declarations were many and varied. Besides
these crude groupings were a number of Maniples isolated at the start of the
war – and which stood aghast when clearing storms meant they were confronted
with the stark realities of intra-Legio warfare. A number opted to stand aloof,
secede, or flee the region – their actions again dictated by the varied motives
of individual Princeps.
Recalling
the desperate fighting against all manner of xeno-gigabeasts and
archaeo-engines of the Clausura War, Legio Maximal turned upon itself; its
thirst for data finding a bloody conclusion in self-immolation. With no secrets
from one another, the brother War Engines found their conflict increasingly dictated
by a willingness to employ novel or downright risky strategies. In this dark
time, innovation and a predilection for pushing their reactors to extremes
became a morbid hallmark of the Vigilants.
Gambit
was met by gambit – and the outcome of this fratricidal war was far from
certain.
***
'Magno conatu, magnis clamoribus proelii, et
festinanter progredi longius quam hostes, triumphabimus.'
[//Motto of Legio Maximal+]
+ Painting the Legio Maximal +
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+ The blu-tak is, you'll be relieved to hear, not a permanent fixture. + |
+ Consequens Indevitatus +
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The High Gothic name translates roughly as 'Unavoidable Consequences', or more figuratively as 'The Wages of Sin'. |
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Again, the blu-tak is temporary! |
+ Bloodsong +
'Magno conatu, magnis clamoribus proelii, et festinanter progredi longius quam hostes, triumphabimus.'
Lovely background and colors!
ReplyDeleteIs this the old metal Warlord, or a resin reimagining? I profess that I am inexpert enough to not be able to tell.
And fighting Eldar seems apt for an engine from the Corsair Worlds!
It's imposing and menacing, what a beauty!
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