HATRED

"Marneus Calgar" screamed Arnell, his eyes intent upon the large portrait, rage howling inside him. The woven tapestry designed in the likeness of the Chapter Master of Ultramarines was guided with gold and silver, and although it still hung on the southern wall of great hall of Arnell's newly conquered world. "Master, Lord Zaelin, requires your attention over the comm-link," spoke a Champion, his voice rasping from a scar upon his exposed throat he received from a Hormagaunt some time ago. "Tell that fool, that I have my prize, our deal is done.." Glancing back at the portrait of Calgar, his grip rested upon a nearby fire lamp, lifting it up to gauge the weight of it's contents. Pleased that is was nearly full, the lamp was sent flying towards the protrait. As the roar of newly created flames engulfed the portrait of Marneus. A smile cracked upon the daemon-princes face as the tapestry was being incinerated within the raging flames. Within the corner, lay four Imperial Guardsman, their presence dominated by the Khorne Worshippers above them.

Wondering why they had been spared, despite the obvious that the ones who had taken them captured would have normally slaughtered them outright, the Guardsman we forced to their feet, then lead away down some cold dark stairways down to the Interrogation rooms. What greeted them was the stench of death, the sight they fought turned their stomachs outright... Beneath the crypts lay the interrogation rooms, and this area was held by followers of Nurgle. As they came to the first set of Nurgle guards, the Khorne Berserkers pushed the prisoners on down the corridor whilst they slowed, aware of the fact that some of the Nurgle carried deadly disease more them capable of killing them within a matter of hours or days. As the prisoners slowly made their way down the corridor towards the Nurgle, they glancing back at the ones who had captured them. As they neared the Nurgle Marines, who escorted them on into the chamber cells. Awaiting them was Damius, Lord of Nurgle, his manreaper present, it's heavy blade restig upon the floor in a pool of filth. As they came roughly into the center of the room, they could feel the psychic assault begin as Damius begun to delve into their minds.

After roughly an hour of constant psychic attack, Damius finally spoke, "is there anything you wish to ask before you are killed?" "Yes, who is the one upstairs, and why does he despise Marneus Calgar?" inquired the bravest of the group of Guardsman. "You see, at around 805.M41, Daemon Prince Arnell was attacked by two companies of Ultramarines, lead by Calgar, and was forced off a world known as Jhanna. He and another Lord captured two major cities located on that oceanic world and Arnell has never forgiven him since..."