The Mythril Lords claim origins from a legionnaire and former librarian of the Crusader Host. The Host was a Legiones Astartes Honour Guard stationed on Terra during the Great Crusade, every legion was represented, some were numerous in their membership and others were few. Along with being a form of an honor guard, the members of the Host were meant to stand as their legion's representatives before the Terran Council, the precursors to the Senatorum Imperialis, in all matters in which the Legions held a stake. While the position is no longer tradition widely

When news of the Horus Heresy reached Terra, Rogal Dorn had all members of the Host imprisoned, save for the legionaries of his Imperial Fist. In time some of those imprisoned escaped, some had their fates left unknown. A small number were freed on condition of their performing a great deed. While the Astartes name is held in secrecy by the chapter, they claim that the gene father of their chapter was one of those imprisoned few. Being a Terran born member of his legion he argued his innocence and swore an oath to defend terra which would be tested to great limits during the siege of Terra where he forfeited his life in battle with traitors.

As he passed from this life, the crusader was granted a final honor of his gene-seed being used in the construction of a new space marine chapter. Fifty-five years after the second founding, the gene-seed that would form the Mythril Lords was finished within another few decades the chapter was trained. Of the chapters produced during the Second Founding, it would be the last to truly be formed ca.127.M31. The chapters recruits were drawn primarily from the old Terran nations of Albia, Albyon, the Achaemenid Empire, and Merica.

The armor of the crusader has been stored away with a relic for ages past, and it is from his the chapter gains two of its chapters armor colors. A wonderous silver which represented the industry and machines of Terra to build and progress. The verdigris green to represent the life and beauty of Terra and humanity. The crusader was granted the right to repaint his armor from the colors of his legion after swearing to the Sigilite that his service was to humanity first. While it is not known whether he coined the term himself, or not, the crusader would be gifted the title "The Mythril Lord" from the color of his armor. It is from this the chapter takes its name, the name partially torn from the works of a long-dead Terran novelist.

The battle brothers of a dozen chapters would watch and train the first members of the chapter, these mentors picking out the best of the recruits to be the chapters command. Not all of these watchers were truly to train the young Mythril Lords though but to assure the quickly developing psychic powers of the chapter did not attract any undue attention from the forces of chaos. For despite the honor of their gene-father, Many still saw the heritage of the Crusader Host and more specifically the line of the crusader to be tainted, no matter his loyalty to the golden throne. Despite these suspicions though, the chapter was trained diligently, developing friendships and rivals alike in these formative years and while some have faded with time, many burns as brightly as ever. The three largest influences though were the former legionnaires of the Salamanders, Blood Angels, and White Scars. A number believe that the Mythril Lords' founder might have descended from one of these chapters but if there is truth in this, it is unknown. Other theories hold that this influence might simply have been largely due to those chapters acceptance of Librarius Departments and the use of psykers, being the first legions to accept their kind.

The leader of this new chapter was haughtily debated by those who trained the chapter. The choice went down to twin brothers. Nyarlathotep and Azoth born of the former Achaemenid Empire. The two surpassed the rest of the recruits, always using their competition with one another to spur them on, when they worked together they were the invincible brothers. Nyarlathotep, the older brother, was the weaker of the two, but he was calm and intelligent for his age. Azoth, the younger brother, was stronger in both physical and psychic prowess even charisma, but he was a raw and savage weapon that often was brash and prone to getting into brawls that left him bloody and almost dying. Eventually, they would choose Nyarlathotep, seeing the boy as the far more pragmatic choice as a leader. A choice many questioned at first.

One the day of the chapters completion it is said that they in their entirety stood in front of the gates of the imperial palace and sang their praise to the Emperor and the Great Crusade before they were to head off to crusade against the enemies of mankind. This moment would define the chapter as its master Nyarlathotep and Azoth, was leading the praise when what could only be called a miracle happened. Nyarlathotep's Gauntlet would turn to molten gold and a singular psychic flame would appear in front of them all. It moved all about to openly weep at the beauty of the tiny flame, that burned with no source. Nyarlathotep would declare it a gift from the emperor, a piece of his very souls. The manifestation of the Emperor's hopes and dreams, proclaiming it the Crusade's Flame. Whether this is truly a fragment of the Emperor has never been determined for the flame has denied and rebelled against all investigation from those from the Inquisition, Scholastia Psykana, and numerous other imperial organization. That is when the chapter has even let others attempt to examine the flame to any great degree. The flame is all too often guarded as their sacred birthright, which must be protected.

With that ceremony done, the chapter would board their Chapter Barque, Requiem Star, along with the other battle barges, capital warships, and escorts such crusading chapters are provided with. With the Requiem Star carrying a flame of the great crusade reborn, they set course towards the nearest imperial battlefront and dived into the warp.


This one was a bit of an oddity to write as my opinion of what I wanted their founder to be and who I imagine their grandfather to be has changed a good number of times over the years, but I found that I really like this idea. I have always tried to connect them to the little pieces of lore the never got very much explored, the Crusader Host and Astropath Wars and so on. So I liked the idea and potentional of the host.

Check out the main Warhammer story I have been working on, Lost To The Warp, or one involving the Mythril Lords, As The Flame Burns In Shadow.

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