Bones of Noth

Bones of Noth Chapter Armorial displaying their heraldry; an Orkish skull in a pained scream, inside its jaws is a drop of Sanguinius' blood.

* Firstborn
* Primaris

Average Bones of Noth Firstborn and Primaris space marines.

## Space Marine Chapter

### **Allegiance**

Imperium of Man
(*Fedelitas Totalis*)

### **Successor of**

Blood Angels
 (Sanguinius lineage)

### **Allies**

All Imperial institutions
Keltan Mechanised Guard
Black Templars
Immortals
Stormborn
Order of the Midnight Vigil

### **Number of Marines**

Codex-compliant maximum of 1000 battle-brothers when not crusading.

### **Specialty**

Headhunting, Assault, Champion Combatants

### Successor Chapter(s)

None

The **Bones of Noth** are a loyalist chapter of the Adeptus Astartes founded during the 23rd 'Sentinel' Founding in the lineage of the Blood Angels. The Bones of Noth began their history as a space marine chapter of a brutish renown, a well equipped force who employ heavy use of assault combat styles as well as high-tech plasma and grav weaponry. Their founding at the turn of the 38th millennium was a quiet one, their ranks crafted from gene-slaves on Mars with no presence of a preexisting Blood Angel founding leadership figure. This resulted in a lack of fanfare, or even the knowledge of their existence from other chapters of The Blood as they were quickly shuffled off to their designated homeworld; a planet by the name of Noth in the eastern border region of Segmentum Tempestus where they would act as a barrier to prevent the active greenskin presence in the region from progressing further into what were lesser protected imperial territories at the time. This campaign, later called the Founding Crusade, forged the young successor in the crucible of war into what they are today. Benefitting from the prosperity and protection that an astartes chapter brought to the region, the sector they inhabited skyrocketed in morale and with this newfound vigor, imperial forces successfully repelled the oncoming Waagh in a years long war which saw the newly formed chapter prove themselves worthy of the title of His Angels.

## Chapter History & Notable Campaigns

### 001.M38-018.M38 - Chapter Beginnings and The Founding Crusade

The chapter was founded with the express duty to act as a crusading force which would set out on a journey to stabilize the galactic southern regions of imperial space beginning with the extermination of a vast Speed Waagh which had encroached upon the lesser protected agri-world cluster which makes up the Sub-Sector of Huapan. Huapan is a region of space the Bones of Noth now call home consisting of numerous worlds of wider logistical importance. Known for being a “bread basket” for the Segmentum Tempestus, its Agri & Industrial worlds churn out a wide variety of foodstuffs and equipment to be disseminated throughout the Imperium of Man. Arriving in the sub-sector alongside the Keltan 90th and 91st Mechanised regiments, the fleet would reach Huapan and deploy across its many fronts, relieving the beleaguered Keltan 65th which had, up until now, faced the brutal onslaught alone.

The astartes first order of business however was to claim their homeworld as was given to them by order of the High Lords of Terra. At the command by Chapter Master Kilaun they descended to the cold Nothian surface and engaged the greenskins in their own theater. In adapting to employ rapid assault combat against the equally high speed Orkish vehicles, the Bones of Noth would fight a costly head to head war of attrition to claim their rightful homeworld. This was a necessary action to quickly cement their position in the region so that proper chains of supply and reinforcement could be erected from their new Fortress-Monastery and better enable the greater Huapan crusade. Establishing their foothold at the steep cost of over one hundred astartes souls, the formalities for their regency over Noth would be postponed for many years as the chapter fleet would exit Nothian orbit and race to aid the Keltan regiments in battle.

The campaign over the next many years was faced on multiple fronts, throughout the bloodshed however the newborn space marine chapter would come into their own as transhuman warriors. They took on a renown of being ceaselessly brutal fighters helmed by noble-intentioned leadership who conducted themselves as the sub-sectors saviors at the disdain of the Keltan commanders whose bloodshed was tenfold that of the astartes in this war so far. This arduous and lengthy campaign of extermination was a costly one, having lost the Keltan 65th and 90th regiments in their entirety in the carnage but a price paid which helped the crusades strategic decisions lead to the Imperial Navy and Chapter Master Kilaun emboldening Huapan to be far more resilient and prepared to future incursion than it had been in the long history of the region. The heroic fallen of the Keltan regiments now rest on the cemetery moon of Spectradel which stands as a vast shrine to the fallen of the Founding Crusade and the many which followed.

### 018.M38 - Induction into The Blood

During the unfolding of the preceding campaign, the Twin Flaws of their primarch Sanguinius would begin its first manifestations which caused chapter command to quickly begin concealing it as they had no way of knowing if these flaws were unique to them or if it were a curse all Blood Angels suffered from. The state of panic in chapter command in the face of this apparent curse upon them forced them to create this veil of secrecy on the matter. But no matter how many of their cursed kin they quietly sealed beneath their fortress monastery or put down in haste upon the battlefield, they could not prevent word from eventually getting out. During the closing skirmishes of the greenskin threat in their Founding Crusade, one astartes began suffering from the Black Rage. He brutalized allies and foes alike in a sudden fit of uncontrolled insanity before being subdued by his brothers. Unfortunately the effort was in vain as these events were recorded by an unseen Ordo Xenos scribe observing the conflict who reported it to their lord inquisitor.

Shortly after this battle, the lord inquisitor, Daenella, visited their battle barge to formally express her condolences for the news of another astartes fallen to the Black Rage, but instead once aboard she found inside the panicked Chapter Master Kilaun who believed his young chapter to be doomed now that they were discovered to be somehow corrupted. Thankfully for them this inquisitor knew what had befallen them. Upon discovering that the young chapter had no idea what they were dealing with, she commanded Kilaun to contact another chapter of The Blood and ask for their guidance; citing that without the knowledge to temper the Twin Flaws of Sanguinius they would all one day be entirely consumed by their current brutish reputation. Upon reaching out with their astropathic messengers, they would eventually be invited to the Blood Angels Homeworld of Baal far across the galaxy where the young successors leadership would meet with their Blood Angels leader of the time and begin learning of their heritage properly from the very source.

Begin Datafile: Bones of Noth - Baal Pilgrimage

Date:...............018.M38

Ref:................BN-K//3-018-38XII

Re:.................Adeptus Astartes - Bones of Noth

Scribe..............Chapter Scribe Natsiq

Thought:............*"Success is measured in blood."*

Months of travel later, The delegation's thunderhawk landed atop the spire of the Arx Angelicum; kicking up clouds of reddened dust all about under the dying whine of the turbofans and engines cooling down from full roar. The hiss of pneumatics actuating the ramp of the great machine punctuated by the clanking of boots on the platform. First the small frame of an Inquisitor clad in richly dyed navy blue tunic beneath a black and brown leather trenchcoat with boots that pittered and pattered over the ramp followed by three towering giants clad in ivory mottled with mineral collection in shades of yellow, blue and gray. Their identifying pauldrons coated in a grimy, sulphurous yellow with the sigil of a red blood drop in the jaws of a blackened ork skull that stared out into space. The clanking of their boots over the metal and ceramite of the ramp growing louder as the whining engine powered down fully; the voice of the young Inquisitor could now finally carry over the deafening ambient. “Welcome to Baal, my Lord.”

Kilaun said nothing at that, merely a half nod of acknowledgement at the sight of his surroundings. His head wheeled to the entryway of the hangar when he found the hulking form of a gold clad warrior with his own golden companions sporting wings.
“Fair travels, Lord Kilaun. I am Anaphiel, Chapter Master of the Blood Angels. Welcome home.”
“An honour, Lord Anaphiel. With me are Captain Petrus and Lieutenant Amarte of the second company. All of us are grateful for the efforts of Inquisitor Daenella for arranging this parley” he replied curtly. Likely a theme of these men Anaphiel mused quietly.
“Come now, time to meet your brothers.”

With his party escorted inside - the Lord of Noth took stock of the architecture. The high pointed vaulted ceilings seemed to climb skyward forever and the chambers were often circular or rounded. A clever mimicry of the blood drop that the Blood Angels all sported on their pauldrons he thought.

Adorning much of the stone, ceramite and metal were richly coloured tapestries, friezes and frescoes that lined the great halls of the Arx Angelicum as busts of heroes long gone hewn from marble looked at the strangers. A menagerie of lovingly maintained relics stood on plinths made Lord Kilaun feel especially out of place with the state of his panoply; perhaps mildly ashamed he found himself thinking. The more he took in the sights, sounds and smells around him; the less he was certain if he felt overwhelmed by feelings of awe, or of a mild revulsion at the sight of such finery and ostentation. Perhaps both he reasoned to himself. All the while in treading toward the great hall the sound of their footfalls resounded off the arched ceilings and walls with clicks of their internal vox periodically pinging while the men of the Bones conversed breaking up the relative silence; likely about the experience of having been brought to Baal - Anaphiel mused again.

A gate barred the way of the party which moved forward at clicking of an activation rune and pushed open by a pair of Anaphiel's Sanguinary Guard who then stood vigil over the entrance as the rest of the party moved into the stained glass topped atrium pouring sunlight through the window panes that gazed skyward. All those in attendance raised from their seat in greeting the Lord of the Hosts and raised their glasses at the Bones of Noth that followed behind. Some cheered and offered salutations while others spared little else but silence or biting glares as the procession moved forward. Anaphiel approached the throne and turned heel to face Kilaun's party; electing not yet to sit as a red robed and hooded serf offered him a pair of grails whilst he unclamped his snarling death mask from his face revealing his ageless face mottled with vicious scars and crowned with a mane of braided gold hair.

“More for his men,” he commanded before taking a sip. The serf rushed to bring more chalices of karash whilst he climbed back down to face the stranger, goblet in each hand with one outstretched to the Lord of Bones.

“Would you care for some karash, Lord Kilaun?” Inquired the warm voice. Wordlessly the young Chapter Master offered a curt but appreciative nod before accepting the goblet. He removed his helm and maglocked it to his side; revealing coppered skin peppered with light tattoos on his face framed by a shock of coarse and curled black hair arranged in a ponytail. The heavy smell of iron wafted into his nose, no amount of wine could keep a scion of Sanguinius from smelling the vitae mixed with the fermented drink. He drank and savoured the taste of spices, wine and blood momentarily sating his thirst. He could at least get used to the taste of karash.
“It was a crime that we were spared of your chapter's inception and founding, Lord Kilaun” he continued.
“So it goes, I'm afraid. Better late than never I suppose, my Lord” in a hoarse whisper.
“Indeed. Indeed.” Anaphiel drank more of his karash and smiled, exposing his eye teeth.
“What do you make of your visit, Lord Kilaun?”
“Is fish out of water an adequate choice of metaphor?”
Anaphiel barked a quick laugh “perhaps it is just so. Believe it or not, I wasn't born this way. I came to the monastery when I was barely to your knees. I had to grow into and earn my place to get this station just as you had to. We all have to have those moments to remind us of our place and what things we may yet be able to achieve, no?”

Kilaun regarded the angel as he drank more of the karash; his pair of guardians now joining in removing their helms and drinking with their master alongside the attending Inquisitor Daenella.

“Indeed. So it is,” content with Anaphiel's positing.
“To the meat of the matter then. You understand these difficulties you experienced with your brothers could well mean the end if you don't temper yourselves nor remain ever vigilant, yes? For there is never room for complacency” Anaphiel drank the last of his karash and placed the goblet in the tray the serf held aloft.

Kilaun sighed as he took in those words and mirrored the Blood Angel in drinking the last of his karash. “I do, my Lord.” He turned to face the rest of his kin in the Blood “I do understand, my lords. So have I come to beseech you all in offering my brothers the aid we require to endure these trials.”

“We will not allow you to tread that path alone, rest assured of that. Inquisitor Daenella informed us of all that has befallen your brothers prior. On the memory of Sanguinius we will assist you in seeing this through.” Anaphiel rested a hand on Kilaun's pauldron. Though the hall was quiet, the gazes of those in attendance felt less alienating than Kilaun had anticipated; more sympathetic than they were judgemental by his reckoning. Moments later; a serf arrived holding a richly adorned chest and towering behind him came a white clad marine draped in red robes holding the Red Grail.

Kilaun turned to face the Sanguinary High Priest and then to Anaphiel himself. Anaphiel removed his right gauntlet and the Nothian followed suit. Kilaun held his bare hand to his breastplate; feeling the cold and rough form of the verdigris kissed bronze of his armour's aquila through his palm. “I, Kilaun, Chapter Master of the Bones of Noth take this oath in the Emperor's name and swear on the memory of Sanguinius to earn my place and that of my chapter among the Host. As all chapters of the Blood gathered today are my witness; I pledge to fulfill to the best of my abilities and judgment, this covenant: I will be a paragon of Sanguinius's ideals and will not bring shame to his name nor house so long as I draw breath. When called on I will serve and assist, should I be in need of aid I will not profess shame in asking of it nor receiving it. My secrets are your secrets as yours are mine. On the memory of the Great Angel in the Emperor's name, this to you all I swear” he recited solemnly.

The Chapter Master of the Blood Angels bid the Astartes to rise; offering him his own bare hand to the Nothian. Taking it, he was hoisted up and the serf approached them with the Sanguinary High Priest tailing the robed figure. Opening the chest revealed a deck of crystalline cards bearing the heraldry of each of the chapters of the Blood who swore their own oaths to the Blood Angels. Producing a small vessel from within the chest he took the Nothian's hand and cut into his palm; collecting the marine's vitae within it. He then took his leave as the Priest took his place and scored another, deeper cut into his palm and collected more of the marine's blood within the Red Grail. Then Anaphiel followed suit and added his own to the grail. The two Chapter Masters took their turns of drinking the blood they shed within the grail to affirm the bonds they just ratified.

Upon finishing, Anaphiel looked to the assembled marines and called upon them all. “Now. We have all borne witness to this most sacred of our rites. The Bones of Noth are home where they should have been all along. But they are in need of our assistance, who among us can spare their brothers to see to offering them of the aid they were deprived?”

A pair of Astartes rose from their seats and approached the dais. “I will see to it that they are reintegrated with tact. I, Daiki Ito swear this on the countenance of Tennin” spoke the white clade Sanguinary Priest of the Stormborn. “They have my crozius so long as I'm able to wield it” answered Tariq Al'Mitanni of the Immortals through his copper death mask.

And so this visit resulted in two astartes of their lineage, members of successors who were present at the time of their visit to return to Noth with them in order to properly pass along the ways of The Blood; a Sanguinary Priest named Daiki Ito from the Stormborn chapter, and a Chaplain by the name of Tariq Al'Mitanni from the Immortals chapter. They came ready and willing to bring their estranged brothers into the fold and teach them their ways of culture, to welcome them with open arms and induct them formally into becoming a fully recognized noble chapter of The Blood.

Armorial of the Immortals chapter.Armorial of the Stormborn chapter.
Collecting the entire strength of the chapter together in various gathering halls over the next weeks on Noth, the duo spoke to them on the history of the great angel and his legion, and the guidance that a son of Sanguinius must adhere to. These two astartes made sweeping progress, inspiring a newfound fire in their hearts and amending the concerns of the young successor. However, despite this strong effort, it would become readily apparent that a number of them were unwilling to shed their unchecked ferocity. This opposition; led by 2nd Captain Petrus and his Lieutenant, Vale Amarte, claimed it was their very identity and that to simply throw it aside was comparable to pretending they are something they are not.

No matter how firmly the chapter master would relent, even with the backing of their two visiting kin, Petrus and his quickly expanding following would not cease their declaration of remaining in their old ways. As this dispute escalated into shouting and pulling of rank, it was made clear by the opposition there would be no relenting. As this escalation was nearing the point of blades being drawn, Chapter Master Kilaun would give a final plea to appeal to their good senses as honorable warriors, and Petrus responded by proposing a challenge: A battle with the stakes being the honor of both sides would be held on equal ground, and the victors ways would become law.

The battle would be ten on ten; Kilaun and nine of his chosen men, against Petrus and his nine. Set in the courtyard flanked from all sides by statues in the shape of angel-winged astartes lending their stern gaze to the grounds covered in a thin dusty layer of snow below, the entire roster of present chapter personnel gathered and watched from above on the surrounding walls as Captain Petrus paced in the courtyard like a hungry animal eager to spill blood while he waited, firing up the fighting spirit of his chosen men and his supporters among the spectators. Behind closed doors moments before this fight, Daiki Ito, the visiting Stormborn astartes imparted upon Kilaun his wisdom: "Remember young one, this is a duel. The other eighteen are...pointless, ephemeral. This is between you and the barbarian. This is the honour of the Sanguinary Brotherhood. Honour against honour. It may not win power, but it shows what you are. Just as the Primarch did. Triumph is temporary, but the Blood is not. Show your brethren just what that means and they will follow."

Then Kilaun would speak to Tariq Al’Mitanni, the visiting Chaplain from the Immortals chapter in hopes of finding the wisdom and guidance the significantly older astartes may have to resolve the heated situation, seeking any avenue to evade bloodshed. Before he could finish his plea however, the heavy gauntlet of Tariq fell to his pauldron as he bid Kilaun to rise; “Part of the creed of our chapter, Lord Kilaun, is the notion that perpetuity is never a gift nor burden given lightly. You toiled to reach your station and you will continue to toil to see your tasks be done. Though honour is a dead thing, you are walking memory of our sire and his beliefs and we will not allow that to be besmirched. Just as we shield Mankind from the extant horrors of the deep, we protect our kin from that which would defile and destroy them even at the cost of ourselves. Hew to your purpose, be decisive: and your brothers will follow you to whatever end.”

The Lord of Noth rose to his feet and turned to face his serf who was knelt on the edge of the light which shone down on the gathering of space marines, holding aloft his power sword, its platinum bluish silver edge shining back at him. In the past and most especially during the brief pauses in the Orkish onslaught they dealt with in the years prior, he secretly enjoyed admiring its artifice.

To him, it represented a collaborative effort of loyal hearts which labored over raw material, complex design, and eventually a measure of passion of humanity which etched in the finery. But now, he couldn’t help but look past the blade and at the very serf which held it. In all his years leading his brothers he had never considered the brotherhood that they bring as well, and his twin hearts ached but for an instant in knowing that to be a symptom of their estrangement, and if he faltered today he would certainly be the last of his chapter to consider their memory.

With that pause, he grasped his blade and raised it high in the center of the group.
“For the angel our father and for all my brothers gathered here...” He flourished his blade to his side and drew his grav pistol in a quick motion while pivoting to face the exit to the courtyard, his tone shifting to one of strong resolve. “...It is as our kin tell us, failure is damnation.”

Leading his chosen men out, they emerged into the courtyard and faced down Petrus and his men, engaging them in honorable combat to decide the fate of the chapter's very future. Clad in the armor of the chapters Sanguinary Guard power armor for the very first time, they struck fear in the hearts of the supposedly fearless brute that Petrus was, charging head on into battle where a clash of blades and hail of gunfire met each other.

A minute into the bout, a brief pause was had as Petrus screamed to the sky after having relieved one of the Sanguinary Guard beside Kilaun of an arm with his blade. Clutching his head in his free hand, the fight came to a pause to marvel at the supposed barbarian having fully succumbed to his desired ‘true nature’ that he preached so vehemently about. Screaming, his head turned down to meet the gaze of his trusted ally and Lieutenant, Vale Amarte, he looked upon him like he was prey to be hunted down.

He shouted the name of the dead Warmaster, Horus at him as he dove at Vale and eviscerated him with a barrage of brutal strikes to his chest and head, leaving little more than a bloody smear where his ribs and head once were, now limp in the churn of blood, mud, and snow beneath the babbling deranged captain. Taken aback by the apparent fall to insanity amidst the heat of battle, the spectating Astartes fell silent as they all struggled to reason the sudden slaying of what was Petrus’ most trusted ally.

In shock by the sight of the Black Rage manifesting so publicly, the first time many of the chapter had heard or witnessed it due to the secrecy plied to protect themselves, all stared on in awe at what had unfolded before their eyes. But Kilaun and Petrus’ allies would aid one another and swiftly put down the now insane captain with well placed shots to his torso from his followers' bolt pistols and his grav pistol which crushed Petrus’ internal organs in the flurry of gunfire, causing him to collapse dead into the mess he made of young Amarte.

Marching to the center of the courtyard-made-arena where the fight had now ceased, combatants of both sides took pause to allow their venerated chapter master to speak as he stood tall beside his injured brothers, shouting in a mix of frustration and sorrow to be heard by all, and his words cut deeper than any blade did that day;
“This is what you would have us all become? This manner of death-hungry bloodthirst is what we should aspire to!? When it was I who was chosen to take the mantle of shepherd for each and every one of you I didn’t think I had already failed so absolutely in your upbringing.”

Gazing down at the corpses of Petrus and Amarte, the chapter master's resolve spread through the crowd as he continued “Look now at what you would have become of us, as I refuse to believe this is what we should prefer over a path as peerless as the angelic host. Sanguinius... Our father would weep to see us now.”

//END OF DATAFILE: Bones of Noth - Baal Pilgrimage//

### 019.M38-155.M38 - The Absolution Wars & The Faith

The following century would comprise two separate forays in the western half of Segmentum Tempestus launched at the Chapter Master’s command, as well as dozens of separate much smaller operations which are broadly referred to as the Absolution Wars. The Absolution Wars were a lengthy series of heretical cult purgation campaigns which saw the Bones divide their fleet into two parts which pursued any and all reports of heretical and xenos incursion across dozens of worlds in the local imperial domains. Sixteen years into these thorough operations in the year 035.M38, the chapter would be briefly joined by the faithful warriors of the Black Templars chapter. Led by their Marshal who was a stoic individual of zealous demeanor equal to the reputation which preceded their name, this Marshal Montbard would gladly lend his Templars to aid in the exterminations of the Dark Mechanicum who stood against them at the time. Across three worlds the templars raised their swords alongside them, throughout these operations they would shed blood together and slay daemons together. A level of camaraderie grew between many of those who fought together planetside, and an appreciation for the emboldened zeal the templars weaponized was acknowledged among all the Nothian astartes. Following these battles climax and the annihilation of the empyrean-cursed machines during these cooperative operations, Chapter Master Kilaun would grow to harbor a great deal of respect for the Templars' resolve citing their faith-armored daemon slaying heroes, leading him to seek counsel with their marshal following the battles end.

The chapter master along with his closest commanders would listen and learn from this templar marshal about their faith in the Emperor’s true nature as a divine being. The gathering listened closely to each and every word that Montbard spoke, and his words drove a stake into their hearts. During this meeting, news would come to the marshal and his gathering of Nothian astartes of a divine vision bestowed upon one of their men. This news of a vision directly from the Emperor himself given to one of the templars spread like wildfire among the gathering and to the fleet at large at this revelation, the Emperor’s divinity was made apparent to Kilaun as he and his gathering witnessed the holy ceremony as an Emperor’s Champion was risen from the Black Templar ranks.

With the eventual departure of the Black Templars, their mission completed and their newly risen champion directing them onward toward their quest, chapter command of the Bones of Noth were faced with a decision. They could arm themselves with the same faith that the venerated ranks of the Black Templars, or they could steep themselves fully in the teachings of their lineage. For many days and nights the command hall was buzzing with activity on this topic as debate from both sides were presented by every battle brother who wished their voice heard. On the night of the fourth day, a decision was reached. The chapter would adhere to both paths with the Sanguinary Priesthood helming all matters of faith related to their lineage, becoming the foremost authority on all matters related to the twin flaws they bear, and the Reclusiam would helm responsibility of all matters of faith related to their belief in the God Emperor’s divinity. To this day, these two paths of teaching are thriving in the Bones of Noth, and it defines their very identities.

## Chapter Homeworld: Noth

Noth is a Civilized Death World located on the east border of Segmentum Tempestus which is given its classification due to its deadly chill and large geysers of burning chemicals which dot the surface of this world, its people surviving off a menagerie of their imported herds of grox and other strange alien creatures who flock in miles-wide herds migrating yearly as the world undergoes slow periods of seasonal change. Multiple warring clandoms can be found across Noth who all pay tribute to the astartes who protect & recruit from them, the hardy nature of a young Nothian clansman making for a high quality but often sparse pool to recruit from. From the youngest age a Nothian learns to be expertly capable of preserving themselves in harsh situations as life here is typically short and fraught with conflict. Remnant feral greenskin raids and the hostile environment of Noth ensures resourcefulness and creative strategy among all of its people. The extended 92 hour day/night cycle of this world presents its own challenge, with the coming of day bathing the surface of the world in harmful radiation from its distant binary stars, the thinner atmosphere doing little to prevent harmful exposure which can contribute to the short average lifespan of Nothians without sufficient shelter.

The Nothian people can be found in populated pockets visible from the surface living in multi-layered rockcrete habitation complexes they have constructed over generations called in their tongue the Nithyo. Each of these Nithyo is ruled by it's clan, or "Nithcra". Nithcra often war with one another over resources, debts, or petty differences but almost always unite if the Orkish threat arises to a point of becoming a threatening force. Inside these centers of populace the quality of life can vary, ranging from being quite pleasant for permanent residents and lifelong members of a tight-knit Nithcra, rewarding them choice of marriage and employment to the clans industries where one can live out their lives in relative peace save for when skirmishes with other Nothian inhabitants claim the lives of its defenders. For inhabitants forcefully absorbed into larger clans, their lives can be filled with years of hard labor with little solace outside of the hope of being chosen to become a pit fighter to earn minor fame, or given times of war, a chance to be inducted into that clans caste of rangers who will fight to defend their Nithyo to earn their place, or ravage the ones which wronged them. Many Nithcra are ruled by profit driven or Warlike leaders who drive the daily life of their Nithcra to pursue their own ends. Others, while not explicitly seeking war and personal gain, are dedicated to specific industries such as being hub points for the Caravan Caste or creating the always needed Shyfas which they use to drive trade among the other Nithyo so they may live out simpler lives.

Nothian attire is various, but one thing common among all is the thermally neutral body suit which is worn beneath other clothing called the Shyfa. Shyfa are made of a carefully woven carbon-silica interlace which offers a temperature-rigid environment to its wearer, holding its level of heat at around 76°F (24.4°C) average when worn and keeping itself at a survivable level when exposed to either extreme heat or cold, becoming the universal option for all Nothian people weather they be geyser fishers or tundra travelers. Rather than simply wearing a bare Shyfa, Nothians culture of self-reliant survival sees patterns of camouflage being a regular sight on most people who sew and dye their coats and wrappings to their own liking to better blend into their local environment. This is contributed to by a common wives tale being that a mother once survived by hiding from the ever-hungry Ork “Gorgargle Da Kannibal” by covering herself and son in rockcrete dust and snow to evade the beast.

This world is home to a small number of Abhuman species recognized by the administratum as Nightstriders (Homo sapiens tenebris), Felinids (Homo sapiens hirsutus), and Squats (Homo sapiens rotundus). The Nightstrider genus of abhuman being present is most perplexing to see, as there were originally none among the population who settled the world. This would seem to indicate that the Nightstrider genus is in fact a natural evolutionary response to generations of living in locations of perpetual darkness, a condition exaggerated on Noth due to the need to stay in shelter or underground during daylight hours to avoid the harmful sunlight radiation from the systems binary stars. Of the other two strains; Felinids and Squats, do have recorded origin in the original settlement fleet as menial laborers and mechanics. Of the Squat abhumans, they have largely been used as the most reliable labor for the tech-adepts of the fleet and now Noth itself. Aside from their original purposes, both Squats and Felinids are known for a propensity to live as proud and wealthy traders who roam from Nithyo to Nithyo, relied upon for inter-clan trade as an enterprising caste of commerce in a nomadic lifestyle preferable to the abuse they would be subjected to if they were part of the common populace.

## Fortress-Monastery: High Hermitage

The Fortress Monastery of High Hermitage is the expansive and complex home to the Bones of Noth chapter. Bearing expansive halls and facilities to support a greater than normal sized force of astartes due to the on/off crusading nature of the chapter, High Hermitage encompasses a large valley protected by the natural barriers which include a small mountain range, and miles-wide fields of boiling chemical geysers. Dramatically high walls, void shields, and countless aerial and surface defense batteries protect against any siege that would dare challenge the chapter. Getting its name from the former hermit colony which inhabited the area prior to the fortress monastery being built, High Hermitage was once a secluded quiet place far away from the conflicts of the various clans of the planet. Now it is looked upon by native Nothians as a forbidden zone that is only traveled to by aspiring young men and women who wish to lend their service the chapter as Serfs, or in the more popular case, ascend to an Astartes.

The largest section of High Hermitage is undoubtedly the vaunted halls of Kilaun's Rest, which is the immensely decorated cathedral which the Sanguinary Priesthood calls home. Inside the gilded altar located in the central hall of worship within is the deceased triumvirate which saw the chapter through their most tenuous early history; The first Chapter Master Kilaun, the former Captain Petrus, and his tragic victim Lieutenant Vale Amarte who are laid to rest within the large altar. Liquid crimson from a Blood Chalice is given to initiates at the base of this altar by the Sanguinary Priests at that step in their upbringing and all rituals and services involving a Blood Chalice take place within these halls when possible.

To manage the twin flaws of their lineage, the Chaplaincy created their own version of the Blood Angels ‘tower of the lost’ in the form of a deeply buried prison, located beneath hundreds of feet of rock below the reclusiam. None other than the Death Company Chaplains and those unforunate souls doomed to take residence below are permitted passage into this subterranean hold, those chaplains and librarians seeking to take the responsibility of leading the Death Company are the sole exception outside of this rule, and only enter the hold as part of their final lessons to take that mantle.

## Chapter Beliefs and Culture

### Faith

The Bones of Noth are among the few astartes chapters who hold the belief that the Emperor of Mankind is in fact a God, as is taught by the Imperial Creed. Having gained this faith as an impressionable young chapter when they served closely with the Black Templars, they show no signs of wavering in their zeal.

### Sanguinary Priesthood

The Apothecarion, also known as the Sanguinary Priesthood in this chapter, is incredibly expansive and influential in comparison to most other space marine chapters. They hold an immense level of sway over the spiritual and learned guidance that the chapter as a whole receives, oftentimes even more so than the Chaplaincy does. In order to better understand and proliferate the core foundational lore and guidance taught to temper their twin flaws, the size of the Sanguinary Priesthood was given special privileges and resources to greatly expand their influence at the outset of the chapters proper indoctrination into The Blood, a state of heightened influence the chapter has benefited from both spiritually and logistically ever since. This greatly increased arm of influence the sanguinary priesthood holds has resulted in the chapters marines possessing at least some stretch of medicae skills which have preserved astartes lives in cases where they would have certainly otherwise been lost, either through mending their wounds or halting death altogether by interring the marine into a dreadnought. As a direct result, the number of dreadnoughts in the Bones of Noth is significant in comparison to other Blood Angels descendants, doubling as a way to further preserve the ageless wisdom that they will bring to future generations of the chapter. These immense benefits have further led to the priesthood gaining great status, and in some cases even resulting in attaining higher ranks such as Captain for the most esteemed.

Acolytes are the trainee, or lesser rung on the ladder in the hierarchy in the chapters Sanguinary Priesthood. These acolytes are taught the methods of battlefield medicine and the critically important practice of Progenoid Gland extraction, however any and all ritual giving of blood from their sacred chalices and implantation of geneseed organs is exclusively the domain of the fully fledged Sanguinary Priests. It is a regular sight to see a Sergeant of any frontline squad being an Acolyte who is equipped with a Reductor Pistol, or sometimes a full Narthecium if their rank among acolytes nears graduation into a proper Sanguinary Priest. The formal way to address an acolyte is “Brother-Acolyte *or “Sergeant-Acolyte”.*

## Gene-Seed & The Primarchs Curse

The geneseed of the Bones of Noth is by all means typical of that for others of their lineage in the Blood Angels. The terrible Twin Flaws of Sanguinius are well and alive among the ranks of the chapter, a burden they bear with humility. The high level of genetic purity is thanks to the zealous level of safeguarding of their geneseed in all aspects, only aided further with the presence of the chapter's unique Acolyte combat role. No deviance or mutation has been noted to be present save for their behavioral discrepancy, the nature of which is as follows;

* **Level 1 (Penance):** The Battle-Brother receives flashes or sensations typical with that of the Black Rage, or perhaps their more intense cravings of the Red Thirst as normal. However, they are known to fall into a demeanor of terrible guilt over the state of their lineage, self-flagellating as a form of penance and taking on extended times of prayer as they seal themselves within their company barracks in order to remain around familiar companions. Librarians, the individuals responsible for acting as sentries for astartes entering this stage are responsible for notifying a Chaplain at this point.

* **Level 2 (Quietude):** The Battle-Brother ceases unnecessary communication with those around them and takes on a grim, callous attitude towards anything which slights them. At this stage, they may have had their first of many fits of uncontrolled rage or have killed their serfs to sate their thirst, and their infliction of flagellation will extend to their fellow astartes during the hours of worship. if they hadn't been considered a danger enough to be detained by a Chaplain at this point. If not kept in check, this rapidly devolves into the much more sinister third stage.

* **Level 3 (Absolution):** The Battle-Brother has, at this point, succumbed to the Twin Flaws of Sanguinius and will be treated as such by chapter personnel. They will fall into a grim silence as their infliction of self-flagellation will reach a point to severe injury. The astartes will detain and inflict a slow and painful death upon anyone who becomes the subject to their delusion as part of the Black Rage by imprisoning them and torturing the subject until either the prisoner dies or the afflicted astartes is detained. In the most horrific case in the earlier years of the chapter, one member of the 7th company detained his own captain and skinned him alive, his insane delusion leading him to believe he was actually inflicting this harm upon the Warmaster, leading the 7th company to gain its grim moniker.

## Chapter Organization

### Officer Ranks

* **Chapter Master** - Standard
* **Emperor's Herald** - The foremost champion of the Sanguinary Guard is only raised to hold this rank when a member of the chapter receives visions from the God Emperor, as it is done for the Emperor's Champions of the Black Templars. Otherwise, the Sanguinary Guard are led by the standing Chapter Master.
* **Captain** - Standard
* **Lieutenant** - Standard

### Specialist Ranks

* **Reclusiarch** - Aside from the functions of a Chaplain as listed in their rank, the Reclusiarch is functionally identical to that found in other chapters.
* **Chaplain** - Unlike other chapters, the Chaplaincy of the Bones of Noth are jailors of their twincursed kin first and foremost. Spiritual leadership is a secondary role they hold, and many among this chapter would first suggest confiding in a Sanguinary Priest before speaking to these grim keepers.
* **Chief Librarian** - Standard
* **Librarian** - Standard
* **Sanguinary High Priest** - Functionally identical Chief Apothecary role, the Sanguinary High Priest is the foremost leader in daily worships and speaks highly of the angelic host. The High Priest is a rank only bestowed to those who embody every facet of the culture of the Blood.
* **Sanguinary Priest** - By all accounts the Sanguinary Priest rank is this chapters Apothecaries, however with the sanguinary priesthoods immense sway over chapter operations both spiritually and faithfully, they undoubtedly hold far more influence than that of any other space marine chapter.
* **Acolyte** - Acolytes are the "trainee" rank in becoming a fully fledged member of the Sanguinary Priesthood. Acolytes always are Squad Leaders and carry a Reductor Pistol into battle. Acolytes of seniority or nearing ascension to a full Sanguinary Priest may also be seen wearing a Narthecium.
* **Master of the Forge** - Standard
* **Techmarine** - Standard
* **Ancient** - Company Flag Bearer
* **Chapter/Company Champion** - Standard

### Line Ranks

* **Veteran Sergeant** - Standard
* **Sergeant** - Standard
* **Battle-Brother** - Standard
* **Scout Marine** - Standard
* **Neophyte** - Standard
* **Aspirant** - Standard

### Specialist Units & Formations

#### Specialist Units

* **Red Priors** - Red Priors are a unique ranking held among the chapters veterancy, its members counted as being the best representation of the chapters conduct and beliefs. The red priors are elected by the highest echelons of chapter command for their duties in carefully selecting recruits from the chapters many cathedrals on the eve of a crusade, these cathedrals being located upon every inhabited world within the Huapan Sub-Sector, the region of space that is the chapters protected domain. This practice is clearly used as a direct result of their time crusading alongside the Black Templars where they learned of this habit and went on to employ it to their own benefit. During times of crusade, a Red Prior is sent to open the doors of one of these cathedrals where they select potential recruits with great scrutiny, taking with them only the best prospective initiates to undergo the many trials and implantations to join the chapters ranks back on the homeworld of Noth.

The Red Prior joining them on their journey to act as their mentor through some stages of their upbringing for the coming crusade they were recruited for. Since the Red Priors are solely comprised of chapter veterans, they are looked upon as being the foremost choices to ascend to the rank of Captain or Chapter Master should the existing one fall in battle. A Red Prior can be counted among any company veteran or commanding officer, incidentally all Captains are also of this rank as they are the first among the chapters roster to be considered to ascend to Chapter Master. Red Priors proudly hold a peerless level of trust across their company and bear the relic power swords known as Consecrator Blades into battle. They can be identified by their arterial red tilting plates which bear their individual, personalized heraldries.

#### Formations

* **Cadre** - Ten man Astartes squad with attached Scout Marines numbering between 15-40. Used to better employ the chapters favored hit-and-run guerilla tactics as is common in their combat doctrine.

### Order of Battle

#### Headquarters

**Takmiut**
**Chapter Master of the Bones Of Noth**
**Sakari, Emperor's Herald**
**Sanguinary Guard**
**Command Squad**
**Chapter Equerries**
***Master of the Forge***
**Techmarines**
**Servitors**
**Armoured Vehicles**
***Master of Faith***
**Chaplains**
**High Priest**
***Master of the Sanguinary Priesthood***
**Sanguinary Priests**
**Acolytum**
***Master of the Librarius***
**Librarians**
**(Lexicaniums, Epistolaries, Codiciers)**
**Acolytum**
***Master of the Fleet***
**Chapter Fleet**
**Battle-Barges**
**Strike Cruisers**
**Escorts**
**Thunderhawk Gunships & Transports**
**Stormhawk Interceptors**
**Drop Pods**

### Companies

The Bones of Noth are divided into 10 companies:

* **1st Company, "Castellans of Noth"** - Veteran Company

* **2nd Company, "Umbral Covenant"** - Battleline Company

* **3rd Company, "Brotherhood of the Clarion Call"** - Battleline Company led by Third Captain Manirak Yura, who is also the currently appointed Master of Relics.

* **4th Company, "Thanes of Baal"** - Battleline Company

* **5th Company, "Seraphs of Huapan"** - Battleline Company

* **6th Company, "Hands of Yel'ta"** - Reserve Company

* **7th Company, "Friary of the Flayed One"** - Reserve Company

* **8th Company, "Bannerets of the Bloodied Lion"** - Reserve Company

* **9th Company, "Wards of the Sepulchre"** - Reserve Company

* **10th Company, "Abbots of High Hermitage"** - Reserve Company, Led by 10th Captain Iluaq Simo, Master of Recruits

 **Command Squad:**
**First Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Champion,Senior Company Veterans**
**5 Veteran Terminator Squads**
**5 Veteran Marine Squads**
**2 Dreadnoughts**
**Transport Vehicles:Land Raiders, Rhinos, Drop Pods**
**Second Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Forces:**
**Battleline Squads**
**Close Support Squads**
**Heavy Support Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Third Captain Manirak Yura,**
***"Master of Relics"***
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Forces:**
**Battleline Squads**
**Close Support Squads**
**Heavy Support Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Fourth Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Forces:**
**Battleline Squads**
**Close Support Squads**
**Heavy Support Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Fifth Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Forces:**
**Battleline Squads**
**Close Support Squads**
**Heavy Support Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**

 **Command Squad:**
**Sixth Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Ancient**
**Company Forces:**
**Battleline Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Seventh Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Ancient**
**Company Forces:**
**Battleline Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Eighth Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Ancient**
**Company Forces:**
**Heavy Support Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Ninth Captain**
**2 Lieutenants**
**Company Ancient**
**Company Forces:**
**Assault Squads**
**Dreadnoughts**
**Armored Vehicles**
**Transports**
**Aircraft** | **Command Squad:**
**Tenth Captain Iluaq Simo,**
***"Master of Recruits"***
**Chaplain**
**Company Ancient**
**Scout Squads**
**Company Forces:**
**Scout Cadres**
**Transports**

## Deathwatch Service

The Bones of Noth are well known to take advantage of the experience which service with the Deathwatch can bring to their ranks. The chapter sends many of their members to serve in the deathwatch ranks to better sharpen their warriors and groom better commanders.

## Combat Doctrine

The Bones of Noth employ the tactics of headhunting, misdirection, and guerilla warfare, choosing to deny the enemy of command structure so the larger confused force can be dismantled systematically. To accomplish this, the use of Sniper or Plasma type weapons is a common sight while others use speed and zeal to charge the enemy in close combat strikes, hacking their lines to pieces. These strikes encompass key points of the enemy positions before the marines retreat under the cover of fire support in the form of artillery or aircraft. Aside from these main tenants of their combat doctrine, they are capable as any other chapter in other forms of combat. Their skills however in such operations are not perfected and are commonly disliked among the chapter, preferring to engage the enemy on more equal grounds rather than settling in for drawn out sieges or defenses that waste precious time and resources.

Aside from using the normal combat formations taught by the Codex Astartes, the Bones of Noth practice of using guerilla tactics requires some improvisation in order to conduct their favored method of warfare. They accomplish this by creating strike forces of astartes who are formed into individual cadres who take the name of their Veteran Sergeant leader. When it comes time for a Veteran Sergeant to pass on his knowledge to the Scouts of the chapter, the sergeant does not leave his place in the chapter in order to join the scout company and lead such a group of recruits. Rather, this sergeant and his 10-man squad instead take on the duty of teaching a large group of scouts collectively at once, one ten man group of astartes tutoring anywhere between 15 to 40 scout marines. These detachments are formed with the added mobility of vehicles to act as their transport on the battlefield to quickly reposition themselves when needed and resume fire, or to insert themselves to points of key interest where they can act as covert urban fighters. This strange structure of teaching the rules of war to the new blood of the chapter has proven an excellent tool as the Veteran Sergeant leading this detachment can use the total wisdom of his entire ten man squad of astartes to ensure every shred of knowledge is passed along, a practice which has lead to a greatly skilled and savage stock of warriors gracing their ranks should they survive their passage into a full astartes.

## Notable Space Marines

* **Manirak Yura** - Manirak Yura is a storied hero and currently standing Captain of the chapters 3rd Company "Brotherhood of the Clarion Call", he also is the appointed Master of Relics in Era Indomitus. Before being raised to join the chapters ranks, Manirak Yura was once an impoverished young man doing what he could to survive working as a laborer for his Nothian clans construction efforts. He toiled away building and repairing habitats and fortifications each and every time the clan was set upon by the sparse and feral greenskin presence known to inhabit the planet. He labored in this way at his young age but was at one point pressed into service when his weakened clan needed all hands to protect from the outside threat. Pressed with a stub revolver in one hand and a vest in the other, he was put on the wall. Yura feared for his life and for that of his brother Tappauac. An innocent boy barely ten years old who depended on Yura to keep him safe and fed, but this terrible fear of loss is which young Yura would turn to bravery. He fought on and would survive the assault at no thanks to the arrival of the Bones of Noth, the space marine regents of the planet who appeared following the battle having observed it from a great distance in hopes of finding aspirants. Seeing the blood-caked face and hair of the young Yura, his trembling hands clutching his stub revolver, the astartes present judged him worthy of becoming one of their own and took him to their fortress-monastery of High Hermitage. He was convinced by these astartes that leaving his previous life behind was shedding a great weakness that having ties to mortals like his sibling Tappauac would bring him. His successful ascent to becoming a fully fledged astartes was by all means average, save for his skillful pinpoint accuracy with bolt pistols or other one handed ranged weaponry. He served first with the 10th company where he made the rank of sergeant among his scout squad, a position in leadership he would consistently hold throughout his journey as a space marine, leading his squads into battle with confidence. During his early journey as a space marine he would be blessed with a great fortune, a fortune he believed to be a reward from the God Emperor when he stumbled upon his poor sibling Tappauac in the trenches in those same far flung regions of their homeworld he once called home. The young man managed to grown up to become a Ranger for a mercenary band. They would recognize one another, and Yura would then use his station as an astartes to induct Tappauac to become a chapter serf where he now dutifully serves. His duties include maintaining the battle plate & chanting the many rites needed for Manirak Yura to don his panoply of war and carries tools of battle to be used at the captains leisure. Breaking with the long tradition of the 3rd companies line of Sanguinary Priests holding the Captain rank, Manirak has cemented his place through pure respect as the companies leader. Since his ascension to the rank of Captain and later assignment as the chapters Master of Relics, his accolades only continues to grow.

## Chapter Fleet

* **Flagship Battle Barge *"Glinting Spirit"***- The *Glinting Spirit* is the flagship of the chapters fleet and one of the two largest vessels they operate. The Glinting Spirit has throughout its lifetime faced every opposing faction to the Imperium in some capacity, and it bears the thousands of scars and accolades for weathering these wars. The Glinting Spirit is commanded by the standing *Master of the Fleet*.

* **Battle Barge*"Rightful Hate"***- The *Rightful Hate* is the chapters second Battle Barge and carries the chapters Death Company with it when it is deemed time for their souls to be spent in battle by the standing *Master of Faith*. This Battle Barge is a fearsome force to come against in battle as its vast array of weaponry is wielded with the intent to ensure victory at all costs at the command of the spiritual leaders of the God Emperor in this chapter.

* **Strike Cruisers**- The fleet of the Bones of Noth contains a total of 10 strike cruisers as of Era Indomitus.

* **Escorts**- The fleet of the Bones of Noth contains a total of 15 escort vessels as of Era Indomitus.

## Chapter Appearance

### Chapter Colors

        The standard livery for the Bones of Noth has their plate being a sulfur-dirtied bone or cream color as their primary color, and their secondary being a sulfurous yellow. Their exposed machinery or pauldron trim is a bronze color, with their robes being a waxy or floral shade of red. These space marines rarely take the time to do frivolous things such as clean their battle plate, and as a result the dust of their homeworld has found its way to be part of the chapters scheme.

#### Unit type specific markings

* **Assault** - Black helmet
* **Devastator** - Basic helmet, decorated with tribalistic Nothian patterns.
* **Sergeant** - Red helmet
* **Veterans** - Bronze helmet

### Chapter Badge

The chapter badge is a stylized Ork skull screaming in agony, and set within the xenos' jaws is a red droplet of blood as is typical of Blood Angels and their successors. This symbol was chosen from their inception as they knew they were heading into a densely occupied greenskin zone of space.

## Chapter Relics

* **Black Crypt**- Rarely deployed, the Leviathan Dreadnought called the Black Crypt is the most potent of relics in the entirety of the chapters motorpool. Trusted exclusively in the hands of the highest ranking Death Company Chaplains, the Black Crypt serves as a vessel for only the most venerated Chaplains who are sustained by its ancient life support systems to lead their Death Company into battle even in their crippled half-dead state. The Black Crypt carries into battle a deadly array of apocalyptic weaponry like the Grav-Flux bombard and Cyclonic Melta Lance which have proven so effective against the Orks in the sector that even they remember its name and visage.

* **Sanguine Trident**- This trio of relics are referred to collectively as a single object. The Sanguine Trident is composed of the one-of-a-kind cybernetic neural and muscle enhancement, as well as the Bolt pistol and Inferno pistol wielded as the signature of 3rd captain Manirak Yura. With Manirak’s already peerless marksmanship with pistol-type weapons, the Sanguine Trident has dramatically increased the legendary skill and effectiveness of this gunslinging captain.

* **Heartseeker**- This magnificently crafted power spear is large enough to be more likened to a lance than a traditional spear. Its piercing head bearing a glorious golden sheen likened to that of the Auramite finish the power armor the Custodes of Holy Terra don. This deadly work of craftsmanship is the weapon responsible for putting an end to the Founding Crusade by dealing the killing blow to the Ork Warboss who subjugated many of the imperial worlds in Sub-Sector Huapan early in the chapter's history. Since then it has grown to be one of the chapter’s most venerated relics due to its lengthy list of heretic and xenos champions slain by it, and the ancient heroes of the Bones who have wielded it. Ever since the liberation of Huapan, these dozens of chapter heroes who have borne it into battle have added a lock of their hair to the flowing braid which drapes from its grip.

## Allies

* **Keltan Mechanised Guard**- The Keltan regiments were among the first to fight alongside the newborn chapter at the dawn of their founding, joining them in a crusade into Segmentum Tempestus at the turn of M38. The Keltan 90th, 91st, and 65th would fight with the Bones astartes in the Founding Crusade until its end. Although they would slay hundreds of thousands of Orks in the process, succeeding in the crusade's goal, they would do so at the high price of the Keltan 65th and 90th. Their bodies now lay to rest in the venerated crypts of the cardinal cemetery moon of Spectradel, one of the worlds of the Huapan Sub-Sector they helped liberate in this campaign.

* **Immortals**- The Immortals chapter, a fellow successor of the Blood Angels, were one of the two to chapters to send an emissary to Noth in order to lend guidance to the Bones of Noth and help them understand the rich culture and history that lies in their lineage. Their Chaplain, Tariq Al'Mitanni, lent his stern wisdom to the chapters reformed Reclusiam.

* **Stormborn**- The Stormborn chapter, a fellow successor of the Blood Angels, were one of the two chapters to send an emissary to Noth in order to lend guidance to the Bones of Noth and help them understand the rich culture and history that lies in their lineage. Their Sanguinary Priest, Daiki Ito, lent his intimate knowledge of the twin curses their lineage bears to the Bones' reformed Sanguinary Priesthood.

* **Order of the Midnight Vigil**- The faithful Adepta Sororitas of this Order Pronatus who come from their home on the cardinal cemetary moon of Spectradel are considered allies with the Bones of Noth thanks to their seeing eye-to-eye in matters of faith. Often the first to join their vessels with the crusading fleets of the Bones astartes when the likes of the Nurgle are expected to be encountered, these vicious warriors of faith have time and again weathered torrential onslaughts with their defensive combat doctrine, fending off the plague-ridden denizens of the galaxy with fire and faith.

* **Black Templars**- Meeting and fighting alongside the peerless zeal of the Black Templars are among one of the most defining moments in this successors early history. When the Bones of Noth had only just learned the detailed truth of their heritage as descendants of Sanguinius, they were met with a crisis of purpose. They had failed to contain their own imperfections and it was only in faith to the God Emperor of Mankind that they would find comfort. The Bones of Noth owe many of their operational and spiritual history to the faith the Black Templars taught them of.

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