Ice Wraiths

Ice Wraiths
Battle Cry	"Blood on the ice!"
Number	Unknown
Founding	34th Millennium
Successors of	Blood Angels
Successor Chapters	None
Chapter Master	Lord Marshall Riddick XXII
Primarch	Sanguinius
Homeworld	Nixarteria
Strength	~500 Marines
Allegiance	Imperium
Colours	Light Blue, Grey, White, and Red

WIP as of right now Still growing but mostly fleshed out at this point. Damn that was fast.

A group of /tg/ denizens got bored one day so, in a time honoured tradition, they got together and got shit done by rolling up a new custom chapter. The Results came in as a Blood Angels successor with Mutated Occulobes, a hard-on for technology, with special mounts, that ruled over a Feral Ice world and who hate tyranids. Naturally this immediately resulted in the Chapter becoming cyborg-ice-vampires with Riddick as their chapter master that ride armoured, cyborg yetis into battle and are constantly at war with Furry Tyranids who have adapted to the cold. Fucking Awesome

Fluffy Parts

Chapter History

The Ice Wraiths were created during the 34th Millenium and commanded to bring the fight to a great horde of the hated Greenskin foe. Hundreds of years and countless battles later the Greenskin foe was defeated. Unfortunately the first chapter master, Lord Marshall Riddick I, succumbing to grievous injuries received during the final confrontation of the crusade and, due to his great deeds and mighty name two decrees were made. The first, was that the final world the Ice Wraiths had conquered, Nixarteria, would become their homeworld. The second, was that all Chapter Masters of the Ice Wraiths henceforth would leave their name and identity behind and be known by only a numeral so that the deeds and legend of their first Chapter Master could live on eternally.

Homeworld

Given to the chapter sometime in the 35th Millenium as a reward for countless forgotten deeds during the Crusade against the Greenskins they were created for, the Ice Wraith's Homeworld, Nixarteria is a Feral, Ice World that just barely supports life. The Only Major settlement of the World occurs at the south pole under inside a massive glacier. This is where the Fortress monastery of the Ice Wraiths lies, carved into the very ice of the world and reinforced with rockcreete and plasteel. The immense fortress itself is nearly always in total darkness and is a labyrinth of traps, dead-ends, and false passages that only members of the Chapter can navigate safely.

Recently Nixarteria has suffered at the claws and/or tentacles of Hive Fleet Mi-go, a splinter fleet of Hive Fleet Kraken that found it's way in-system. Upon landing on the world initially many of the vanguard organisms were immediately killed by the inhospitable conditions and the hive-fleet had to quickly adapt the to climate of the world. The result was tyranid organisms covered in a thick layer of fur to keep them warm in the arctic temperatures. Unfortunately for the hive-fleet the Ice Wraiths responded in force and the losses cause by the chapter, coupled with the resources needed to maintain the modified organisms and the lack of usable biomass on the planet resulted in the ultimate demise of Mi-go, though not without taking nearly half the Ice-Wraiths with them.

However, despite the destruction of the majority of Mi-go's forces there still lurk among the ice-caverns and glaciers of Nixarteria remnants of the swarm, perfectly adapted to their environment in the way only tyranids can be, waiting for another fleet to arrive and take up the cause once more.

Mounts

The Ice Wraiths are known for employing a number of species of the local wildlife for use in warfare. The most prominent of these being the local equivalent of a terran "Yeti". These Yetis are extremely dangerous animals, although not the apex predator of the world. Yetis travel in family groups of 2-10. One of the most sacred trials of the Ice Wraiths is "The Taming" wherein before being presented with a suit of power armour but after the implantation of the black Carapace, a scout must go alone, with nothing but his wits and a thin bodysuit, and capture a young yeti. If the young astarte succeeds this animal becomes his constant companion for the rest of his life as an Ice Wraith. The animals themselves posses a rudimentary form of intelligence that, when combined with cortical implants maintained by the chapter, can reach the levels of modern-day chimpanzees in some older and smarter Yetis

Drill-pods

Pretty much what it sounds like. Ice-Wraith drop pods do not have to open up upon impact with the ground but are specially modified by chapter artificers to be able drill into the ground. This has the added bonus of being able re-deploy very rapidly if the enemy expects an attack and also makes the drop-pods more useful for fighting on glacier-bound worlds where normal modes of transportation are impractical.

The Red Wendigos

Those who fall to the Black Rage or Red Thirst among the Ice Wraiths are known as the Red Wendigos. These crazed marines are kept sedated until such a time as they are needed for war. When the Ice Wraiths go to war, the Wendigos are outfitted with special armour that is not quite power armour but also not quite scout armour either. These special suits have chameleonic properties that allow the wearer to move unseen, but are also harmful to the user and degrade their physical health quite rapidly. These marines are then dropped into enemy lines with no support, sometimes days ahead of the rest of the fighting force, to sow fear, death, and confusion among the enemy ranks. When the main attack finally hits many of the enemy positions have already been decimated by the ferocity of the Wendigos and their wailing howl is already feared as a harbinger of death and despair. The Wendigos are considered by the chapter to be already lost to the madness and dead to all their brothers, and as such upon succumbing to the flaws a brother's name is immediately struck from the chapter roster. If a Wendigo manages to survive the conflict his condition has likely been degraded by his suit to the point of near death anyways. He is cornered by his former brothers and given the Emperor's peace by either a Chaplain or a Sanguinary Priest and the suits are recovered for the next batch of unfortunate occupants.

You Keep What You Kill

The guiding philosophy of the Ice Wraiths chapter is summed up in their motto "you keep what you kill". This philosophy presents the notion that the measure of an individual brother's worth depends on the deeds he accomplished personally. The way this worth is measured is by the quality of the trophies that he has taken from his slain enemies and the heroism and courage accompanying that trophy. For an Ice Wraith a trophy is not merely a memento of battles or events that they took part in, but a mark of honour, earned by accomplishing something significant in that brother's life. The trophy can take any form but those that are of significance to a worthy adversary slain by the brother are the favoured choice of the majority of brothers.

It is considered a great dishonour to take another marine's trophies and as such these relics of a brother's life are always buried with them in the Icy Deoths of the Wraiths Frotress Monastery. Only a few, very specific, relics are not buried with their owners and instead borne by heroes of the chapter as badges of honour or office. The most notable of these would be the twin powerblades wielded by the first Lord Marshal himself. These hook-like blades are said to be carved from the tusks of a foul Greenskin warlord that Riddick I slew with his bare hand, tearing the foul xenos tusks off its' face and butchering the rest of its' elite guard with them. After the battle these blades were forged into powerblades by the Forgefather of the time using ancient technologies long since lost to the chapter. The blades have become known as the "Claws of the Marshal" and every Lord Marshal Riddick of the chapter has wielded them not only as weapons but as a symbol that the legend of the first Lord Marshal lives on and he still kills today.

Chapter Organization

WIP

Move along, nothing to see here yet.

Past Chapter Masters

Lord Marshal Riddick I

The founding chapter master and the most revered figure in the chapter's history, Lord Marshal Riddick I was unusual for a chapter master in that he was formerly the 10th company captain of the Blood Angels, as opposed to a Veteran from the 1st company. This unusual career path lead him to endow a love of those tactics especially used by a 10th company, namely a fondness for ambush warfare and precise, lethal strikes to the enemy's weak-points. These teachings guided the Ice Wraiths, then known simply as the Minicus Angels, into the fighting force they are today and he personally led them for nigh on 1000 years to the completion of their crusade. Riddick I was grievously injured in the closing minutes of the final action of the Campaign on Nixarteria itself, living only long enough to declare victory and an end to their Crusade. He was the first Ice Wraith to be interred in the Ice Wraith's Crypt on Nixarteria. In reverence to the greatest hero of the Chapter, every Chapter Master since has taken on his name and wargear, forgoing their original identity to become Lord Marshal Riddick and keep him alive as a living legend of the chapter.

Lord Marshal Riddick IV

Fought a two day long fight with a Ork warboss on the world of Nacht and won by freezing the orks arms off before kicking him over a cliff!

Lord Marshal Riddick the IX

They say when his Drill Pod broke, he punched his way through the ground and ended up clearing an entire nest of Tyranids by himself

Lord Marshal Riddick XIII

Managed to sneak up on a Tyranid during his initiation and rode it into a yeti camp. he chased the biggest yeti until both the tyranid and the yeti were out of stamina, he then slaughtered the nid and fed part of it to the yeti who would later become his companion. Some suggest that the yeti was a 'nid in disguise who knew better than to fight back. It was vicious and was more intelligent than most of the initiates.

Lord Marshal Riddick XIV

The actions that aided in the ascension of Lord Marshal Riddick XIV were challenged by the other contender for the position, Captain Fyor. Fyor argued that the account of being swallowed and killing the beast from within was a fabrication and that the cryogenic weaponry had simply caused the Tyranid's carapace to fracture under the stress of battle and exposed its vitals to attack. As such, the fight was a common victory seen by the Ice Wraiths and the future Lord Marshal was simply embellishing to further his status. This resulted in an honor duel that ended with Captain Fyor's death and the securing of the Lord Marshal position by the future Riddick XIV. Rumors of outside help by compatriots of the Lord Marshal abounded, but were quickly suppressed once he took command.

Current Heroes of the Chapter

Master of Sanctity Vladimir

Famous for his own unorthodox mount (a gene-hanced frost-bear instead of a yeti) and his brutal suppression of any and all unacceptable dissent and deviancy in the chapter. The Master of Sanctity suffers no fools. This attitude is seen as a necessary hardship as the chapter already courts the thin line of heresy with the Blood Rituals practiced by the Sangiqukk Mystics.

Captain Alexandrovich

Current Captain of the Ice Wraiths 3rd Company. Alexandrovich was involved in a cryo-weapon accident while just a scout, having part of his hippocampus frozen and permanently damaged. The injury has affected him ever since, manifesting in his refusal to bear any arms save cryo-weapons and his trusted chainblade, a cold, distant demeanor, and his seeming lack of memory of his life prior to being a scout of the Wraiths. It is also noted that the Captain has never once been recorded to even acknowledge the Wendigo curses' effects on himself. This has lead to many believing Alexandrovich is free of the flaw due to his accident and lending further legitimacy and hope to Forgefather Chekhov's experiments.

Forgefather Chekhov

The current Master of the Forge, Chekhov is a technical savant even among a fairly technophilic chapter. In recent years the Forgemaster seems to be spending an unhealthy amount time conducting research and experiments, trying to see if cryothium can halt or reverse the effects of the Wendigo curse, his studies fueled by apparent absence of the psychological effects of the curse in Captain Alexandrovich. The Forgefather recently completely overhauled his personal wargear and armour to be more melee focused which only fueled the rumours that he has fallen to the Wendigo Curse and he doesn't have much time left.

Veteran Sergeant Ivan

Known for his lateral thinking and unorthodox methodology, Brother Ivan is known as a superb officer and master of improvising when plans go south. A respected 1st company Veteran, Ivan is currently attached to the Command Squad of Captain Alexandrovich and is viewed as his eventual successor should the Captain fall

Captain Grigari

Captain of the 7th Company, Grigari Glaciem, the "Beastmaster", is known for his love of the yetis native to Nixarteria. Recruiting only the brothers with the strongest bonds of fellowship with their beasts, Captain Grigari himself is bonded with an enormous yeti named Glacierfall, but usually affectionately referred to as "Brute". Neither Grigari nor Brute are particularly thoughtful or tactically-minded they make up for this with their sheer bloody-minded determination and their immense size, Grigari standing a full head taller than most of his brothers and brute being nearly twice the size of his. The 7th company under Grigari has become known for its' hammer-blow offensives and brutal assaults which is rather in contention with the rest of the Ice Wraiths doctrine of precise ambushes. During the incursion of Hive-Fleet Mi-go, Grigari and his men took the brunt of the main fighting and have now been reduced to barely two full squads of astartes in addition to the Captain's Command unit.

Crunchy Part

Name

Ice Wraiths

Purpose

Crusading Chapter

Founding

34th Millennium

Chapter Progenator

Blood Angels

Gene-Seed Purity

Altered Stock

Gene-Seed Mutations

Oversensitive Occulobe

Chapter Demeanor

Scions of Mars

Figure of Legend

Lord Marshall Riddick I

Deed of Legend

Killed lotsa orks. Like so many orks.

Homeworld

Nixarteria (Feral Ice World)

Type of Rule

Direct Rule

Chapter Organization

Divergent

Combat Doctrine

Drop Pod Assault

Special Equipment

Special Mounts (we ride motherfucking Yetis into battle)

Chapter Beliefs

Honour Thy Ancestors (Every Chapter master is called Lord Marshall Riddick, Every marine is buried according to "You keep what you kill" Tradition)

Chapter Strength

Under Strength

Chapter Ally

Adeptus Arbites

Chapter Enemy

Hive Fleet Mi-go (specific Tyranid Splinter Fleet)

Additional Deathwatch Crunch

Solo Mode Ability

Highly Skilled in Wrangling and Concealment.

Squad Mode Attack Pattern

Either Tactical Finesse or Storm of Hell may be selected for each individual marine. (If you really want to be fluffy then Tactical Finesse for a regular marine of any variety and then Storm of Hell for those fallen to the Wendigo Curse)

Squad Mode Defensive Stance

Only in Death.

Chapter Advance Table

Honor thy Wargear.

Writefagging

Litany of Serene Conflict

For these that want rage and bloodshed

we bring cold that offer peace

For these who spread plague and despair

we bring ice that will never decay

For these who seek knowledge at all cost

we bring snow that knows all the answers

For these who seek pleasure and exitement

we bring frost that ends all feelings

Cometh forward heretics and your bones will be lost amid the ice

Verse 2

These who exist only to devour

they they will starve in the wasteland

These who seek only war

their final battle will be against the blizzards

These who plot from their havenships

will die in our frozen hell

These who prosper and build

their expansion will end on the glaciers

These who kill all the living

will only find death here

Fall of Hollengrad

Verkast huddled in the coat he had stripped from a corpse and tried to understand what had happened to his world. Three days ago it had been 30 degrees celsius and their rebellion against the Imperium had seemed a glorious success. Now neither of those things were true.

Two days ago dark clouds had suddenly filled the sky over the capitol while the vox squawked about "cryogenic weapons detonating in the upper atmosphere". A massive blizzard plunged the capitol into a complete white out and the vox started screaming about "orbital assaults" and "drop pods". Then it was screaming about "monsters". Then it was just screaming. Then it was silent.

Verkast's patrol had come across some of the pods, and across the bodies. Some were torn apart as if by clawed monsters. Some were shattered and scattered in frozen chunks. Some where intact except for vicious neck wounds; the medic said they'd died from blood loss, but there didn't seem to be much blood on the ground. Verkast didn't like to think about that, but at least he'd gotten an extra coat off one of them.

Then the patrol got hit. The enemy were giants who seemed to materialized out of the swirling snow fall. They came out of the blinding white with chainswords roaring, and suddenly Sergeant Liekus didn't have arms anymore. A giant shot a blast of mist from what looked like a flamer, engulfing three men. One simply stopped in his tracks while the other two toppled over, and shattered when they hit the ground. Verkast didn't see the rest die, he was already running, but he heard their screams. He'd been taught about the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, but he'd always assumed the claims of their prowess were just exaggerations. Now he understood why they were called the Emperor's "Angels of Death".

Verkast fled into a tram station. Power was out through the whole city, so it was just him running through dark tunnels alone. Thankfully it was little warmer down below, and there was no snow. The angels seemed to like the snow, so he figured they stay on the surface. The emergency lights were active in the tunnels. Though frightfully dim, they none the less gave Verkast some comfort.

"At least I'll see them coming," he muttered to himself.

"Do you really think so?" a voice calmly asked; from right behind him.

Shaking, Verkast turned slowly around. One of the angels stepped out from the thick shadows the emergency lights failed to pierce. With a hiss the seal on it's helmet released, and a wave of cold air washed over Verkast face as the angel revealed it's own. It's eyes gleamed in the darkness, like ice reflecting fire light, and frozen blood glistened on it's mouth and chin. The last thing Verkast thought as the astartes fell upon him was "angels shouldn't have fangs".

Gallery

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  A more formal Version of the Chapter Insignia

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  The current Livery for a New Blood (Neophyte) Ice Wraiths Marine.

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  The current Livery for a regular Ice Wraiths Marine.

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  The current Livery for a Veteran Ice Wraiths Marine.

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  The current Livery for a "Sangiqukk Mystic" Ice Wraiths Librarian.

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  The Current Livery for a Blood Wendigo of the Ice Wraiths.

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  The Original Lord Marshall Riddick Himself

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  Such is Life on Nixarteria

The Ice Wraiths as Summed up by OP of the Original Thread

"WE WERE MADE FOR A CRUSADE, CHAPTER MADE IN 34TH MILLENNIUM. OUR GRANPAS ARE BLOOD ANGELS AND WE HAVE OVERSENSITIVE EYES, WE SEE GOOD IN DARKNESS BUT NEED TO WEAR SHADES FOR OUTSIDE. WE'RE SCIONS OF MARS AND OUR LEGENDBRO IS MASTER CHAPTER WHO KICKED ORK ASSES SO HARD HE'S THE VOLDEMORT TO THEM NOW. WE LIVE ON FERAL ICE WORLD AND WE ASSUMED DIRECT CONTROL OVER THE SUB-HUMAN NOT CYBERVAMPIRES. WE DROP POD INTO BATTLE AND RIDE FUCKING YETIS OUT OF THE DROP PODS. WE HONOUR OUR ANCESTORS TOO BUT WHO CARES. WE RECENTLY GOT OUR SHIT BEAT IN BUT NOT TOO HARD, OUR BUTT-CHEEKS WILL HEAL IN A DECADE OR SO. WE LOVE THE ADEPTUS ARBITES AND HATE OVERSIZED SPACE COCKROACHES."

External Links

• First Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/39322254/
• Second Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/39328459/
• Third Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/39343349/
• Fourth Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/39402285/