Yharim and Yharon

Yharim and Yharon, two names that became synonymous with conquest, destruction, death and fire upon their home world, a fetid jungle death world that the less educated may compare to Catachan.

The child who would become a God began life as a normal infant, unaware of the potential within their soul, given an egg by their mother as a gift. She hoped that he would raise the creature within as a companion, for the beast within was strong and would make a worthy companion.

Well she was correct, but not in the manner that she supposed. A rival family came upon them in the dead of night and to dispose of the evidence of their murder, herded them into a volcano and one by one threw them into the magma below, laughing and jeering. The egg, still unhatched, was thrown in as well.

Just as Yharim was tossed screaming into death, his powers awoke. His blind screams connected with a powerful presence lurking within the magma below. The egg and what it contained stirred and knew the presence. Empowered by the heat it broke forth from its shell, catching Yharim’s already burning body before he struck the surface and pulled him to safety.

While to an outside observe it would seem as if Yharim was sobbing from despair, but in truth his tears were tears of rage. With a tug of will, the Dragon turned about and descended upon the panicking murderers, the flames burning them to ashes.

In his heart Yharim knew what he must do to ensure that nobody would ever take what was his again. He would subjugate the entire world to his will.

With the almighty strength of the now named Yharon, and his own tactical brilliance, Yharim set about making this dream a reality. There was no foe the two together could not match and village after village, town after town they subjugated. Crushing those who dissented without mercy, while rewarding those who complied, every time their following growing and growing.

In the end Yharim sat at the top of the world, on a throne made from the solidified ashes of those rulers who had dared oppose his burned visage, Yharim’s burning maw behind him, an eternal warning to those who would challenge the Dragon Rider.

With his dominion secured he ordered vast projects and works in his name, to glorify himself and his partner Yharon, to ensure their place in the history of their people would never be forgotten. Across the world his armies set about taming what had once been wild, while vast roads, cities and more arose. All with statues proclaiming their glory. The temples of old gods were cast down, replaced with ones venerating their lord. People spoke with hushed whispers, for who knew when one of the maws of Yharon were watching, waiting for the chance to take away those who spoke against their lord to sacrifice them for his glory.

And above all else, people watched the sky in fear. For if rebellion came then doom would come from on high as the Yharon itself, with Yharim atop his back would come, and bring with him fiery retribution upon those cravens who dared still resist.

Within a few decades the entire planet worshipped the duo at first out of fear, but as more and more were born into the religion out of heart felt belief. And this in turn prompted changes within both of them. The concentrated worship, the sacrifices. Eventually they both bloomed outwards and became Gods in truth as well as in name.

However, when they looked to the galaxy, beyond their home they were horrified. They saw that far from being a powerful up and coming God, they were in fact a terribly small fish in a pond filled to the brim with incredibly hungry sharks.

They could not remain on their world. They needed to grow. Yharim, always ruthless ordered the entire planetary population to commit ritual suicide and without question his orders were obeyed. This gave the pair enough power to go beyond the world, and spread cults and warrior lodges across the galaxy, spreading themselves out enough that they would not easily be destroyed by accident.

Then as any good king needs subordinates Yharim went in search of one’s worthy of him, Yharon as ever his trusty steed, intent on staying one step a head of Khorne, who was impressed and annoyed at his tactic’s nature, seeing it as an afront to his majesty as a supreme general.

Of this terrorised court two stand far above the rest. The first is Valanar.

These three have survived in their strange and unhappy partnership always managing to stay half a step a head of their competition and the hunting horns of Khorne.

Their worshippers in the mortal realms are primarily mercenaries wondering the stars and warrior lodges hidden within other civilisations. As a rule, the officer’s worship Yharim, the fodder and quartermasters Zaeed, while the slaves and artificers are made to worship Valanar. In the current confusion of the warp and materium they have even been able to secure one or two polities that worship the pantheon as the main religion, although their hold is usually tenuous.

While on their own each God would have likely been devoured long ago the three combined makes for a surprisingly good team.

Yharim and Yharon are commander and ace both Yharim’s domains are strategy and tactics, with a minor domain in cavalry and mounted fighting as all know dragon riders are the pinnacle of cavalry.

Yharon however, is destruction incarnate. Intelligent, fire spewing monstrosity that became synonymous with destruction on its home word alone it can cause incredible devastation and with his rider the two are near unbeatable.

Yharim and Yharon: Yharim blesses commanders and cavalrymen with improved tactical abilities, superior riding ability as well as infusing their mounts with power. Recently Yharim has figured out how to apply this ability to non-living vehicles like tanks, although the effect is much reduced. It is most amplified on living creatures, the scalier the better. The result is that Yharim worshippers are among the finest cavalry in the materium as well as some good commanders. So far, his only daemons seem to either be the Fire Dragons and a bare handful of ascended mortals that form other parts of his court. The fire dragons are summoned through the flaming sacrifice of numerous prisoners but are incredibly dangerous mounts made in the image of Yharon. The twisting of the mind is an induced cruelty, ruthlessness, possessiveness and desire to increase their holdings and status.