Dykyn Harlak

Recruited from the world of Ytrap in the later parts of the 30th Millenia, Dykyn Harlak was initially raised into the 222nd Brotherhood opf the Palatine Wings, under Commander Numara, passing the implantation and joining the ranks of the XIVth Legion. He would not remain within the 222nd for long however, as his ascension triggered an awakening within the young warrior, dormant psychic powers pushing their way to the forefront of his mind.

Soon, Dykyn was transferred from the 222nd into the ranks of the Jarog, part of Bartosz’s own Warband, and trained in the recently acquired technology of the Warp Shunt Packs, taking to this new method of warfare with an aptitude few could match, his rise a meteoric one to surpass all others. Dykyn relished the challenges of the Jarog, his glee at his powers something that would have seen him at home in the Svetoid had it not been for his powers.

For years, Dykyn rose through the Jarog’s ranks, soon ascending to lead the mighty organisation, regarded as the most powerful psyker within the XIVth Legion, and one of the greatest psykers in the legions overall. This all changed in the wake of Nikaea.

Suddenly, the use of Psykers was outlawed, the Jarog stripped of their warp packs and relegated back to a standard line company. Even with his command position retained, the jarog now recalled to fight in perpetuity under Bartosz’s watchful gaze, Dykyn grew resentful of the Primarch who he saw as enforcing the hated edict, actively butting heads with the Head Chaplain assigned to the Palatine Wings from the Claws of Xipac.

For decades, Dykyn suppressed his rage, but eventually he would be silent no longer, a bard thrown by one of the Chaplaincy against Dykyn and his order proving to be the final straw that broke his composure, the psyker unleashing all his potent power, flaying the unfortunate soul alive in an instant. This travesty could not go unpunished, Dykyn brought low, shackled, muzzled and collared with potent psy-dampening technology and brought before his lord and the Head Chaplain of the XIVth. The Chaplaincy was in favour of an immediate execution, a message to the rest of the Jarog, and the psykers beyond the XIVth, but Bartosz stayed his hand, refusing to be pressured into a decision, instead ordering the shamed warrior to be held as a prisoner, left behind while the XIVth made to follow the Warmaster’s instructions to muster at Istvaan V.

It was this act that saved the warrior, though he did not see it at the time, chained in a dark cell on an unassuming world, a shadowy figure placed to watch over the cell by Bartosz himself, it’s very presence anathema to Dykyn’s very being. Only when a cadre of Knights Errant,  Malchadors chosen knights, arrived on the world did word of the Apostasy reach the pairs ears, but while Dykyn believed instantly, the guard, one plucked from a black ship by the Imperial Sagittarius for this purpose, and possessing a latent blank gene, did not, refusing to stand aside, holding to his duty up until his life was cut short by the might rock saw of Tyban Gharz.

Taken back to Terra, Dykyn was quickly inducted into the Knights Errants ranks, once again stiding forth with a warp pack upon his back and a pair of Phantom Warblades in his hands. Already shunned by his parent legion, Dykyn was quick to embrace Malchador’s vision entirely, quickly taking up a single silver coin, and the name of Yotun.