Camaxtli

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Camaxtli
Title/Honours	Great Crocodile, "The Maw"
Discovered (period)	872.M30
Legion	Nineteenth
Heraldry/Sigil
Unique Weapon	Artificed Macauhuitl and Explosive Atlatls
Fate	Deceased
Dominion	Chalchihuitl, Charadon Sector, Ultima System

This page details people, events, and organisations from the /tg/ Heresy, a fan re-working of the Warhammer 40,000 Universe. See the /tg/ Heresy Timeline and Galaxy pages for more information on the Alternate Universe.

Appearance and Personality

A bear of a man, even amongst his demi-god brotherhood Camaxtli is one of the largest primarchs to fight in the Great Crusade. Commonly seen with his great Macuahuitl and explosive throwing spears, Camaxtli relished the twisting melee of the 30th millenium and could often be found at the forefront of his armies sweeping through the enemy and engulfing their champions. Save for his fang and perpetual sneer, Camaxtli was an attractive long featured male and perpetually barefaced, even remarking once: "unshaven features are abominable." Yet, despite his aggressive and domineering attitude Camaxtli numbered amongst the most energetic and enthusiastic of primarchs. Quick to take action, and passionate regarding topics he supported Camaxtli was a man one desired for his hard earned respect, and despised for his uncensored judgement.

Stubborn, and independent, Camaxtli insisted on maintaining the customs of his world, bearing a powerful array of colored feathers against thick white armor lined with turquoise, emerald, and some gold. His Macuahuitl is similarly extravagant, it's surface covered with ritual carvings and lined in bright orange, the weapon's artistry illustrates it's creation and service in Camaxtli's hands. Once asked by Rogerius Merrill why he would make himself an obvious target "The Maw" replied:

Only idiot cowards place others before them. True leadership and strength are in the front, where a man's worth is found. Those who sneak amongst their sons do not deserve their loyalty, for how can a man expect children to die in his stead?"

Yet Camaxtli's most notable - and perhaps infamous - facial feature was his mouth. Capable of opening more than a foot in length his mouth was a formidable weapon: jaws strong enough to crush stone, and teeth capable of cutting ceramite, Camaxtli's "Great Maw" gorged upon numerous champions. Yet, despite the utility of this ability it disgusted many of his brethren. Uncharacteristically, the Great Crocodile avoided exposing this mutation, the only indication of his mouth's true size were ragged lines extending from the corners of his lips and a single fang. Of the fang, only the primarchs dare comment and even they risk violence for Camaxtli suffers no disrespect regarding his aberrant ivory and refuses to describe its origins.

Camaxtli is a boisterous and proud man, quick to speak his mind, thinking little of what he discards. He is a gluttonous, greedy, and selfish primarch that prioritises his own needs and slow to help others, particularly those who cannot help themselves. Yet, despite this Camaxtli's loyalty, hard-earned praise, and genuine love for his brothers caused more than a few to overlook his overbearing nature.

Youth

Time has shown that the course of a man is often set in childhood, thus we must wonder why the fates chose Chalchihuitl a his home. The steaming jungle world of Chalchihuitl lied within the Charadon sector, isolated from the greater galaxy by stellar debris kicked up by local warp storms Chalchihuitl was surrounded by a haze of stone. When Camaxtli's pod landed in a damp Chalchihuitl jungle the battered and dented device remained shut, the infant primarch nearly starving then alone and unheard for his crying. By fate or fortune, he was found and in his first moments of sight beyond the metal womb met another.

The metal slab was ripped open by the slaves of Coatl, Death Speaker, healer, and greatest Witch Doctor the world had ever seen. She had witnessed the star's fall and recognized its strange nature immediately. Though she could not explain why, Coatl was certain this falling object was no meteorite and contained great power. Now imagine her surprise and disappointment when his zombies released the crying child, an emaciated infant no less. Just as the ruler was about to caste the puling creature aside a red blur shot through the trees, knocking her off her feet. Despite her abilities, Coatl was nearly slain by the enraged beast, her very presence driving it to a bloody fury. Yet instead this same feline now wrestled with the infant, clawing and scratching at the tan blob clinging to its neck and failing to extricate it. Then, its head twisted sharply and emitted a dull popping noise before the Jaguar crashed back to the ground. The withered old woman cackled at the sight, a small babe barely the size of her calf now pulling apart and eating the throat of a twenty foot super predator.

Thus, Camaxtli was named for his great strength and ravenous appetite, qualities that would remain with him throughout his life. Camaxtli grew at an astonishing rate, quickly towering over his mindless caretakers in a few years time and mastering the numerous martial disciplines taught to him by Coatl's weapon masters. Over time he began to study the heavens and learn the secret ways of his adoptive father, how to read the stars, predict the future in a mans blood, and give proper praise to the powers of the deep. If not for Coatl's careful maneuvering and caution, Camaxtli would have become a formidable threat with his martial skills further augmented by his eldritch training. But despite this, Camaxtli was easily manipulated, knowing little more than the life of perpetual violence, training, and ritual provided him by the Death Speaker. He was regularly tasked as a brutal enforcer and destroyer for the witch, leading armies of warriors on campaign to crush non-compliant states and return with the captured survivors.

As time progressed the primarch's experienced growing unease, though he could not explain why. Ignored by his adoptive mother and ostracized by her court, Camaxtli's isolation only exacerbated his discomfort. Perhaps the Witch Doctor had intended this by design, but she did not account for human friendliness. Htan, one of the overlord's bodyguards pitied the demi-god and approached the Crocodile despite his fear. Though initially suspicious of the human's motives, Camaxtli came to trust and rely upon the mortal for his mentoring and friendship. It was thanks to Htan's courage that Camaxtli came to learn and appreciate the concepts of honor, loyalty, and give reverence to the Cycles of combat and of life. Were it not for Htan's companionship and dedication Camaxtli might never have known true humanity.

Emperor of Chalchihuitl

The blood soaked rise of The Maw, Camaxtli, is now obscured by the flames of heresy. But some facts of his ascension to power are still known to some few within the Ordos. What little is certain is that Camaxtli's introduction into the warrior peoples of the Ocelotlacah was followed with a rapid expansion of their territory and his standing within their nobility. Camaxtli's brutality, and viciousness in combat leading to mass surrender and capture of enemy armies. The primarch's rapid mastery of their military strategy, tactics, and regular provisioning of slaves and sacrifices were heralded as divine. Further, that he and his brother were monstrous figures towering over their greatest warriors provided further proof that the Ocelotlacah walked amongst gods.

Yet the two were not reconciled, their adoption by the warrior-peoples only serving to distance them more as they advanced in the human hierarchy. Camaxtli quickly associated himself with the Ocelotlacah priesthood, his capacity for carnage and slave-capture attracting the bloody handed astrologists to his side and earning him his namesake. Meanwhile, his brother ingratiated himself with the human court, the cunning and ruthlessness of his mind impressing the emperor who dubbed him Coatl. Now separated by Ocelotlacah politics, and distracted by the constant aggression of their neighbors, the aggression and spite between the twins ebbed. For once truly alone from his sibling, Camaxtli delved into the mysticism of his spiritual mentors as his raids became more directed towards civilian populations filling the holds of the humans temples and gaining respect as a great fighter.

Seeing Camaxtli's rising popularity amongst the priest and warrior classes, Coatl determined to spearhead an ambitious expansion campaign across the land. One which would inevitably establish the Ocelotlacah as Chalchihuitl's superpower and put him atop its throne. To maintain his authority and magnify his prestige, Coatl manipulated events and opinions within the human court to restrain his brother by having him honored as the Emperor's personal guard. Thus assured of his security Coatl went out into the surrounding territories and initiated his campaign of subtle duplicity, and utter brutality. Initially The Maw was enraged by this entrapment and sought a means of escape without damaging his standing and authority within the court yet no means presented itself. Driven to despair, Camaxtli turned to his mentors for guidance and renewed his astrological studies. Whether through his own skill, chance, or ill fate, the Primarch became quite adept at precognition based upon the arrangement of the heavens. It was through this esoteric approach that an answer presented itself.

Coatl returned to Ocelotlacah triumphant, heading a legion of warriors plumed and coated in bright feathers and furs. His arrival was received with mass celebration, and sacrifices to the Sun God were scheduled to thank him for the great leader's success. All was alive with celebration and music as he made his way to the palace accompanied by his most trusted advisers. The group was granted entrance into the Royal Court without delay, their tailored armor stunning the elite gathering. Oddly, there are no records regarding their discourse.