In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war...
It is late in the 41st
Millenium; humanity stands beseiged on all sides; the threat from the forces of
chaos grows ever greater, the tide of xenos races encroaching on the Imperium
of Man seemingly cannot be stemmed. The great devourer lurks in the blackness
of space, always hungry, whilst an as yet unnamed power is awakening from eons
of slumber.
Across the galaxy, the forces of mankind turn to meet the menace head on.
Chapters of marines prepare battle hymnals and march to war, whilst countless
millions of Imperial Army divisions stand firm to face whatever comes. Cadia,
Armageddon, these planets are well known and their worth undisputed. But other
systems, other planets, some too small or remote to be known by the many, face
the darkness with as much to lose as their more well known sisters.
The planet Bromhead,
classification 120611 in the Adeptus Administratum files, lies in the Lauriger
System in the Segmentum Obscurus. First settled in M40 by an exploration fleet
seeking resources to feed the ever greedy Imperium, its population is small but
stoic. A mere speck when measured against the vastness of the galaxy, Bromhead
still contributes its share towards the greater whole. Whether it’s raising
regiments to fight in the Emperor’s name many light years from home, or sending
men to fight for the security of Bromhead itself, each task, each challenge, is
met with the same determination.
We are men of Bromhead. We do
not falter, we will not fail.
This motto is engraved on the
entrance to the great hall in Fort Chard, Bromhead’s Planetary Defence Force
headquarters. It is whispered by the warriors who pass through it as they march
into battle.
It is an oath they would do
well to uphold, for the threats to humanity are much closer to home than many
realise...
