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==Youth== Kranios' homeworld, Satares, was a volatile and dangerous planet save for precious few sub continents where the tectonic plates held still. The constant earthquakes and raging storms gave birth to countless mountains and bottomless chasms as far as any eye could see, and from the heavens rained down a near constant barrage of asteroids that could devastate villages or entire mountain ranges in the blink of an eye, save for one swath of land. Satares was odd in that it's moon orbited at the same rate that the planet rotated, so there was one single solitary patch where the moon blocked all asteroids heading for the planet and was rumored to almost never suffer from the terrible earthquakes and eruptions that plagued the rest of the world, creating a holy land to Satares' inhabitants where life was not only bearable but enjoyable. The gestation pod careened through a sky over one of Satares' greatest capitals and crashed into a neighboring mountain ridge. The young primarch crawled from his carriage, dazed and confused high in the mountains, before slipping and falling down the mountain side, against jagged rocks and steep inclines into the camp of a tribe of mountain people, men and women who were descendants of those who had been cast out of the cities of the Holy Land in ages past. The infant was bruised and bloody and a gash was so deep in his head that his brain could be seen beating, but though his rescuers were a harsh people and expected him to die, any child who fell from the sky alive was a good omen to them, half dead or otherwise. Kranios grew quickly. He learned all there was to be as a man of the mountains. The harsh environment fostered him into a cold warrior and his empathy for life was shattered as so many he grew to knew and even care for were crushed under the mountain's tremors. For years he heard of the injustice of how his people had been driven out of their land after years of loyalty to a great King who was murdered and replaced by scheming nobles to create a republic where corruption and degeneracy ran rampant, but he also heard of something else. The King's great horn, a grand and ancient relic was said to be somewhere hidden in the mountains, and when it was found, the wielder would be the one who used it's power to bring the King's loyal servants back into their rightful place in the Holy Lands as the new ruler of the world.
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