Gorgers

Gorgers
Battle Cry	"The Hunt Begins!"
Number	XVII
Founding	First Founding
Successors of	N/A
Primarch	Nathanog
Homeworld	Thorond-ul
Specialty	Close-Range Combat
Allegiance	Traitor - Chaos Undivided
Colours	Iron, Blood-Red

Summary of Legion XVIII

Khorne, eternal hunters, only feed on the strong, absorb the strengths of their victims, Not!WorldEaters

The Not!WorldEaters. After the discovery of their Primarch, the Gorges were to be used by the Emperor as an Astartes force that would exponentially grow in strength battles after battles through the absorption of their foes and would then provide him with a force that very few could rival. Unfortunately the meddling of Khorne weakened the control the Primarch and the Emperor had on the Hunger of the Legion. Left in a state where only constant hunting could prevent them from going mad or dying, it became more and more difficult for the Gorges to find adequate preys. But then came the offer of Betrayal. A promise that the Gorges would participate in One Hunt that would provide with an immense amount of preys of the finest quality, their own loyalist brothers. The offer was too good for the Gorges to pass on, pledging their allegiance to Khorne and promising the remains of their hunts to the Skull Throne, the Gorges embarked in the heresy with their stomachs ready for the feast.

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Nathanog The Endless Mouth, Primarch of The Gorgers

Appearance

Caucasian with a pale complexion. Dark, long, and untamed hair. Overall a handsome face if it was not for the abhorrent size his mouth can open and the gigantic, inhuman tooth in it.

Youth

Born on a medieval world, Nathanog lived anonymously for decades in the forests, hunting and feeding on the strong beasts living there, feared by the humans of this world. But one day, a disease spread through the planet, mutating the already strong beasts into engines of terror and slaughter. The humans grew desperate, as more and more civilized land was destroyed by the rampage of the mutant beasts, until the day Nathanog was seen slaying one of the beasts by himself.

The humans had no choice, they followed him, learning from him how to kill the mutants, how to trap and slaughter them. They called their new leader Nathan. But the help of Nathan had a price, he would force the humans to eat the mutated monsters, many died but those who survived grew strong, and as Nathan expanded his strength and his pack from lands to lands, castles to castles, the humans slowly claimed back their world. As the best grew small, Nathan only had one choice if he wanted his thirst for hunting to be satisfied, conquer the planet and feed on all those that would oppose him. And so he did, followed by the strongest of his pack, he went on a blood march that would set the planet ablaze but that would ultimately see him crowned as his sole master, Nathan-Og, the Endless Mouth.

The Coming of The Emperor

Then happened what only a few saw coming, with no more conquests to be had, Nathanog proceeded to hunt his own, those he had raised to strength now were fine preys and would sate his thirst for violence. This is when the Emperor arrived and managed to save both his Son and his planet by controlling and calming his Hunger. The Emperor offered his son an army and the perfect opportunity, a galaxy full of enemies to prey upon.

Post-Heresy

Dies after making the mistake of keeping the fights in the outskirts of the Solar System. Numerous Legions came, in the aftermath of the confrontation between the Emperor and Hector, to clean the systems around Terra and one of the forces they had to remove from those was the Gorgers legion, too deep into their feeding rituals, constructing Gorges on each assaulted planets.

The loyalist legions will wipe out the remaining Gorgers, who in the total disarray they are will barely be able to offer any respectable resistance. Still, in a moment of lucidity, the Primarch managed to regroup its legion with the promise of a bloody combat the like they craved. Despite the fierce counter-attack they unleashed, the Gorgers were defeated, Nathanog fell to the mighty alliance of Astartes legions that were just too much and too many to handle.

The loss of their Primarch sent the legion into a surprisingly realization of their impeding demise. In the hastiest of retreat, the Gorgers left the Terran outskirts, and warped straight to the Eye of Terror.

There, without a unifying cause and a goal, the Legion slowly fragmented. It fractured in the small warbands, ones that would travel the void in the hope of finding interesting preys to devour.