Raised as the Vth Legion from the gene-seed of Jaghatai Khan, the White Scars carry the wild spirit of Chogoris into the darkness of the 41st Millennium. Their primarch was cast upon that feudal steppe world, known to Imperial cartographers as Mundus Planus, where he forged the scattered horse-tribes into a single nation before the Emperor's coming. That heritage of the open plain and the swift raid endures in every battle-brother.
The Chapter wages war as its founder taught: in sudden, overwhelming motion. Massed bikes, land speeders and jump troops fall upon the enemy like a breaking storm, shattering command posts and severing supply lines before withdrawing beyond reach. To the White Scars, war is the greatest hunt of all, and a foe run to ground is a prize to be claimed with the blade. Their Stormseers, unlike the Librarians of other Chapters, channel their psychic gifts through the elemental lore of Chogoris, calling upon wind and sky as their ancestors once did.
Divided into brotherhoods rather than by rigid Codex custom, the White Scars prize freedom, honour and the bond between the khan and his riders. Though they long held themselves apart from the Imperium's bureaucracy, their loyalty has never faltered, and warriors such as Kor'sarro Khan, the Master of the Hunt, still ride out to run the enemies of Mankind into the dust.
Order of battle
The White Scars field the units of the Space Marines, a detachment from the roster:
Other Space Marines formations
Angels VermillionSecretive to the edge of paranoia, the Angels Vermillion are a Blood Angels successor who bear their bloodline's curse in bleak isolation, shunning their brother Chapters and guarding their darkest secrets with quiet menace.
Angels of AbsolutionThe Angels of Absolution are a Second Founding successor of the Dark Angels who wear their gene-sire's shame more lightly than any of their kin. Armoured in stark bone-white, they hold the singular conviction that their sins were washed clean in the fires of Caliban's fall, and so they have set aside the very name of the Unforgiven. Serene where other successors are haunted, they nonetheless ride to the secret war with undimmed resolve, hunting the Fallen not to purchase their own salvation but because justice demands the guilty answer for their crimes.
Angels of VengeanceThe Angels of Vengeance are among the grimmest of the Unforgiven, a Second Founding successor of the Dark Angels who wage the secret hunt for the Fallen with a cold, unrelenting fury. Clad in armour of funereal black, they are austere even by the standards of their tormented lineage, speaking little and forgiving nothing. Where their parent Chapter cloaks its shame in ritual, the Angels of Vengeance carry theirs like a drawn blade, and they will cross any gulf and shatter any oath of secrecy to see a single Fallen dragged before the Inner Circle.
Black TemplarsZealous crusaders without a true homeworld, the Black Templars roam the stars in vast fleets, purging heresy and xenos wherever they are found. Sworn to unending crusade in the name of the Emperor, they answer doubt with faith and the sword, the most relentless holy warriors of the Adeptus Astartes.
Blood AngelsNoble and haunted, the Blood Angels wage constant war against the twin genetic curses of thirst and rage inherited from their martyred primarch Sanguinius. From the blasted world of Baal they answer the Imperium's darkest calls, warriors of aching beauty forever poised on the edge of the abyss within.
Carcharodons AstraGrey ghosts of the void, the Carcharodons emerge from the darkness between the stars to slaughter the enemies of Mankind, then vanish once more. Few know their origins, and fewer still survive their coming.
Crimson FistsBattered but unbroken, the Crimson Fists rose from the ashes of near-extinction to become a byword for defiance. Sons of Dorn, they fight on when all hope is spent.
Dark AngelsThe secretive First Legion, the Dark Angels wage two wars at once: one for the Imperium, and a hidden one to hunt down the traitors of their own broken past. Knightly, disciplined, and consumed by ancient guilt, they pursue the Fallen across ten thousand years, guarding a shame no outsider must ever learn.
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