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==Before the Crusade==
===Praise to Chaos===
''The following was found scrawled across the hallways of a derelict vessel''.

First and last, the Lord of Decay<br/>
Borne unto us under sickly skies of green<br/>
Ushered in to this world on seven dying breathes<br/>
Your birth cries were a balm of laughter<br/>

To you we owe eternity our stalwart friend<br/>
Who takes our pain and soothes our souls<br/>
Who shepherds our souls to the everlasting<br/>
We bless you Nurgle<br/>

Second born, the Changer of Ways<br/>
Within the womb of thunderous blue you could not wait<br/>
With naught but nine whispers you were free<br/>
A beacon of hope against the dark<br/>

To you we owe all wisdom our secret master<br/>
Who showed us the hope and sorcery<br/>
Who took our feeble forms and made them better<br/>
We bless you Tzeentch<br/>

Third born, Taker of Skulls<br/>
Your womb was a world drowned in red<br/>
Cut free from its flesh by eight empires<br/>
Your screams proclaimed your might<br/>

To you we owe power our mighty champion<br/>
Who blessed us with us with the strength to challenge<br/>
Who forged us the way of honor<br/>
We bless you Khorne<br/>

Fourth but not Final, the Prince of Pleasure<br/>
Your unborn slumber roused by pink flesh writhing in ecstasy<br/>
Waiting no more you took six perfected masters as your own<br/>
Your majesty stilled the cosmos<br/>

To you we owe all delights our perfected noble<br/>
Who polished our souls unto glory<br/>
Who takes us to revel in bliss<br/>
We bless you Slaanesh<br/>

Not all gods have been born to us the blessed<br/>
Three more slumber unborn; their hour not yet here<br/>
But if you listen their cries can be heard<br/>
Jostling in their cosmic womb for their chance<br/>

The Golden Tyrant, for you we wait<br/>
To you all will bow and beg their place<br/>
And in the gears of your great machine<br/>
All souls are put pieces of a puzzle<br/>

The Ashen Mother, for you we wait<br/>
The tender caress of your cloying roots<br/>
To your loving touch the walls of minds will crumble<br/>
And together we will all be one<br/>

The Black Renegade, for you we wait<br/>
Your guidance will exalt the soul to stand alone<br/>
The cries of division are a chorus to your ears<br/>
And the curses of your kin are but badges of honor<br/>

===Thamoraz's Price===

O mighty Lord of Decay, Grandfather Nurgle
Who succors our souls and salves our despair
Who shepherds us all from his garden of mirth
Whose hand stays death and welcomes us all
Remember your due, O Plague Lord

The terror of death that shows them your path
The horror of blight that begs your caress
With no reaper's due your garden'd run bare
Without great Thamoraz none would come begging for you
So remember your due, he asks only fear

O mighty changer of ways, Sorcerous Tzeentch
Who evolves our souls and leads us to hope
Who weaves our fates from his labyrinth of crystal
Whose gifts grant sight and beckons us forward
Remember your due, O Architect of Fate

The terror of ignorance that shows them your path
The horror of stagnation that begs your release
With no looming doom there'd be no drive to evolve
Without great Thamoraz none would come begging for you
So remember your due, he asks only fear

O mighty Blood God, Raging Khorne
Who challenges our souls and leads us to red-ardor
Who stokes our wrath from his throne of skulls
Whose resolve bolsters our flesh and drives us on
Remember your due, O Taker of Skulls

The terror of weakness that that shows them your path
The horror of vulnerability that begs your vengence
With no dreadful secrets your axe would sit dry
Without great Thamoraz none would come begging for you
So remember your due, he asks only fear

O mighty Lord of Excess, Prince Slaanesh
Who exalts our souls and leads to perfection
Who grants us bliss from her palace so grand
Whose beauty inspires and ignites our passions
Remember your due, O Dark Prince

The terror of deprivation that shows them your path
The horror of poverty that begs your excess
With no threatening loss none would seek ever more
Without great Thamoraz none would come begging for you

===The Skeleton in the Caves===

As a babe, the Primarch whould come to be known as Golgothos crash landed on a desolate, grey planet known as Sepulchra. The surface of Sepulchra were inhospitable badlands, with gale force winds kicking up dust storms which could rip the flesh off a man. Fortunately, Golgothos' pod crashed with such force that it pierced through the surface into the caverns below, and it is in these caverns that Golgothos made his home.

As a child, Golgothos lived by foraging for caveworms and scraping moss off of walls. As he grew, he began to hunt larger and larger game. The beasts of Sepulchra fell to his bare hands, and Golgothos would consume everything, leaving only the bones behind.

However, Golgothos' life was not safe, for deep within the caverns lived a clan of Orks. Many times as he was feeding, Golgothos would be discovered by wandering Orks, and be forced to flee. For many years he was forced to live cautiously, fleeing before the echos of Ork grunts.

It was not until he was a man grown that Golgothos chose to face the Orks in battle. The Orks had driven all game from the caverns, and so Golgothos was starving. Delirious and exhausted, Golgothos wandered passageways he had never been to before. Stumbling around a bend, he happened upon three Orks, arguing over the roasting corpse of a cave drake. Golgothos attacked the Orks with a ferocity he did not know he had posessed, kicking, clawing, biting, with his screams of fury echoing across the planet. The Orks never stood a chance.

After that, armed with an Ork Choppa, Golgothos grew to enjoy hunting orks. The Orks came to call him "Da skellytun in da caves," and told eachother tales of the bony creature which ripped apart Orks with its bare hands. Eventually, Warboss Skullgub decided he had had enough, and rallied his Orks to hunt Golgothos.

For months, Skullgub harried Golgothos. While Golgothos was mighty, he could not face hordes of Orks at once, and so he was forced to make numerous tactical retreats. Fleeing before the echoing CLANKS of Skullgub's mega armour, Golgothos came upon a pair of massive metal blast doors. Golgothos had never seen anything man made before, and so he marveled at the doors. However, he was quickly ripped out of his confusion by the CLANK CLANK CLANK of skullgub's approach. Golgothos banged his fists against the control panel in desperation, and miraculously, the door opened.

Within, Golgothos found polished metal hallways, with deep recesses in the walls. In each recess he found the ancient, dusty remains of a man: Golgothos had happened upon a crashed Catacomb Ship from the dark age of technology. He went deeper into the ship, looking for some choke point or other tactical advantage, and found it: A door leading into a personal Tomb. He looked within, and found, laying on a Beir, a well dressed skeleton. The skeleton was decorated with gold jewelry and gems, as well as medals which marked him as a military officer. On the officer's hand, dull grey and coated with a layer of dust, was an ancient Power Fist. With his mighty new weapon, and an advantageous choke point, Golgothos was able to drive off Skullgub's Orks.

The Discovery had confused Golgothos, however. He had never seen another human being before, never even conceived of the possibility that there were others. And yet, here in this catacomb, he had found the skeletal remains of hundreds of men. Golgothos began to think that Men were gods, or perhaps demons, meant to torment the Orks. He spent the next few years guarding the catacombs, and tending to the remains of what he believed to be fallen gods.

Eventually, Skullgub managed to corner Golgothos away from home as he was hunting. Outnumbered, outmatched, and staring down the gob of a gigantic mega armoured warboss, Golgothos called out to the gods for aid. With a loud CRASH, the roof before him caved in, and before Golgothos' tear-filled eyes was a Drop Pod of the Imperium of Man. From this Drop Pod emerged the Emperor himself, along with some of his mighty Space Marines. The Emperor cleaved Skullgub in two with his mighty power sword, and the Marines made short work of the remaining Orks.

The Emperor offered Golgothos a mighty legion to lead, and Golgothos required no convincing. As far as Golgothos was concerned, before him stood the King of the Gods, and such a being should not be questioned. The Emperor did not approve of Golgothos' superstition, but at least it was superstition of human superiority. Golgothos was given the VI Legion, which he named The Entombed.

The Entombed maintain Golgothos' faith to this day, believing humans to be Gods, sent to punish impure and inferior xenos. They guard their fortress monastary, called the Catacomb, and pay much respect to the dead.