Inferox

Inferox
Title/Honours	The Burned King, Igniter of the Atalantos Worlds
Discovered (world)	Crematoria
Discovered (period)	c.863.M30
Legion	Fourth
Distinguishing Traits	Resolute, Thorough
Flaws	Pyromania, Zealotry
Fate	Daemon Prince of Khorne; Banished into the Warp, plotting return
Dominion	Ignis Cremoria(Chaos Realm of Destruction)

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The flames of zealotry that burned within Inferox would have consumed a normal man in due course. Unfortunately, in this case, our Father made us of sterner stuff. Unable to consume it's host, the fire spread from him to engulf the tinder of worlds. Never underestimate the damage one true believer can do in the pursuit of his cause.

(Excerpt from Gaspard Lumey's private correspondence.)

Appearance

In his better days when he stood as a towering beacon of the Imperial Truth, Inferox bore a plethora of burn wounds and marks across his face. His eyes were a piercing blue, and hair a mottled blackish shade. It was always kept short though at times it would grow out; when it did, a beard made of several patches of facial hair dotted his face. This was usually due to his disdain of grooming until such a time when the last battle of a campaign was fought. His skin, those parts not scorched black, is a dusky color found on the hides of desert nomads across the galaxy.

Inferox the Molten, Daemon Primarch of Khorne's armies, stands at thirty feet tall towering above any mortal. In his right fist is a set of chains covered in flaming blood, which burn perpetually regardless of the environment. The pain from this eternal fire keeps Inferox in a constant state of frenzy. He bears a single horn sprouting out from one side of his head. His face is that of a jackal, with shining brass teeth. Studs made of steel have been hammered into his forearms, all made from the weapons borne of primitive warriors forged on Crematoria to honor him up until the final point of their immolation. Unlike most other chosen of the Blood God, his skin is a darkish hue with blood read gauntlets, greaves, and pauldrons. His chest is bare.

Personality

Inferox had a complex personality that was hard to read because it changed not only over time, but often from moment to moment. During his youth, and in the first years that he commanded his Legion, Inferox was by turns proud, grimly righteous, obsessed with strength, disdainful of weakness, and enamored with fire. While Inferox knew that people's circumstances would be a setback or an aide, he firmly believed that people lived and died by their own strengths and weaknesses. The idea that the weak thought they were owed anything sickened Inferox on a deep level. Very little ever pleased the Burned King of the Fourth Legion on a personal level. He enjoyed battle, but only because it gave him a sense of righteousness. He was proud of his Sons, but only because they shared his views and were such efficient instruments of his ideas. The only thing that could move Inferox was fire, which stirred something in soul and brought him great happiness. When he was younger, it was just fire alone that brought such pleasure, but as he grew older and more violent, only the stench of burning flesh and the sight of worlds being engulfed in conflagrations could bring him the same effect.

As a Daemon Prince of Khorne, Inferox's personally was largely subsumed by an all-consuming rage. Fire no longer brought him any pleasure; it was his entire world. The fire inside his soul, and the fire which he used to destroy his foes.

Youth

Crematoria did not whether the storm of that was the Age of Strife well. A hundred different cults and sects arose from the mayhem of those times in a desperate attempt to explain away the numerous disasters and phenomena common of the time. From centuries of warfare between these unending number of faiths the planet had been left it cracked, blackened, and bubbling with magma. Inferox's pod landed directly near a pool one day, nearly dying as flames grew around him. One of the cults managed to rescue him however. They were named the Priests of Xerleth, who instead of worshiping a pantheon instead devoted themselves to a single God.

Many had died rescuing the young Primarch but they decided that this Star Child was a gift from their deity. The Priests had always been in the middle of the various wars, being the only monotheistic religion on Crematoria. His coming was seen as the ultimate blessing, a gift for their devotion. Over the years the babe saw how they lived, tending to the fields of fertile ash; producing food to give or trade away. Inferox saw the power the Priests had with their dedicated and regimented lifestyles. He learned of the knowledge that had survived through them, of tool making, metallurgy, and chemistry. He asked them time and time again why they did not use this power to finish all those who threatened them. Blank and hollow faces replied to his questions, showing him the true weakness of the Priests. Although driven to worship their God, they were pacifists who believed all children were equal beneath Xerleth.

Wishing to do away with this weakness Inferox gathered a small following among several tribes. The children who had become disgruntled with their parents' faith decided to join him, seeing the lad as a Prophet of Xerleth's will. Inferox was not the greatest speaker, but his voice and stature were strong enough to carry the day among the malnourished and broken people of Crematoria. Voices often spoke to Inferox in the night, telling him what he had to do to curry favor of the One True God. He gave an ultimatum to the Priests; either they accept his word that Xerleth desired conquest and not peace, or be slaughtered where they stood. The work was quick and decisive, many of the older generation lamenting having ever saved the burned demon they had named Inferox.

Tribe after tribe fell, being converted by the sword. Several times the tribes tried to kill Inferox, using the magicks of their warlocks to slay him. He lived through all attempts, eventually taking on the name of 'Burned King', for having lived through the fires. Inferox became obsessed with fire during this time using it to burn all those who resisted him. He only desired a strong, unified Crematoria that would do away with any weakness. That would allow the strong to thrive, not whither away neglected and unremembered. He reorganized the basic tenants of the Priests to his will, killing off any mutant found at birth unlike before where the deformed were praised as miracles of the gods. The boundaries between women and men were abolished, Inferox seeing the only justification for limiting an individual should be based on their own weakness. Warlocks and witches were brought in as his 'Sons of Fire', to act as his enforcers and judges. The decades passed by, with all thought of any other gods than Xerleth dying off. Deceivers were burned alive, showing all the price of using underhanded techniques to achieve success.

Inferox had done it. Crematoria was his own, burnt out utopia.

The Coming of The Emperor

The Emperor's arrival in system was not observed by those on the small opaque ball of Crematoria. The people had only the basic understanding of technology, and astrology was not seen as a proper way to spend one's time. Huge dropships landed in the central square of the largest Crematorian city, which only housed ten thousand people. Inferox heralded this as the coming Xerleth at last, with his Angels of Fire to welcome them to the promise land. He was surprised at first and then confused when the Emperor introduced himself not as a God, but as a tool to bring enlightenment.

Inferox did not lash out as a babe being torn from his toys, he instead sought out understanding. Many hours were spent in the open courtyard as Inferox asked every question he ever had about the universe. What was fire? What was the sun, that burned so bright? What were the stars? The Emperor answered these questions handily, giving his new found son understanding and wisdom. He explained that Xerleth was just something used to explain what his people could not fathom or rationalize, that it was all just a fabrication. The weight of this discovery struck Inferox deeply.

Everything he had ever believed in was a lie.

But the Emperor saw his son in distress and told him the good news. There were hundreds of thousands of worlds out there, all that needed to helped like his own. That needed to be taken out of the darkness and into the light. Inferox understood this as the Emperor telling him that weakness was abound in the galaxy, and needed to be burned out. He would serve his new Father then, with the desire to create a spanning empire where only the strong would live. He took control of the Hammers of Terra, renaming them after his elite Psyker guard, and set out to help bring peace and stability to the Imperium.

The Great Crusade

Even as Inferox continued his education of the many facets of the Imperium and its enemies as Crematoria was advanced along Imperial lines, the newly reconsecrated Sons of Fire were called to war. Initially intended by Imperial strategists as a simple defense of a system threatened by an ork warfleet raiding newly-claimed Imperial Worlds turned into a thorough blooding, as the Sons of Fire, eager to show their capabilities now that their father had been returned to them tracked the xenos raiders back to their spawning-worlds beyond the borders of Imperial space in the Skythykos cluster.

Over the course of that first brutal campaign Inferox made and shaped his legion’s aggressive, straightforward fighting style. Though the more advanced weaponry still had its place, he taught the Sons of Fire the simple pleasures of fire, of using smoke to obscure their advance, and the destruction that could be wrought by a simple chainaxe. Committed to waging total war, the Sons of Fire systematically exterminated every ork and purged their worlds with flame to ensure that they would never again be able to pose a threat to the Imperium. However something was awoken in the flames as world after world was burned, a hunger, a mania, a desire for fire, and burning worlds. It was a mania that would come to consume and devour the Legion, despite the efforts of the Primarch and Legion to minise its effects.

Under Inferox’s command Xeno Empire after Xeno Empire was turned to ashes. The Ork empires of DaGrotz and Mudd Mordrag were burned to ashes by the Sons of Fire, as were the Hrud of the Gungaan Deeps and a whole host of others. In one of the most famous triumphs of its time, the Legion ran down and surrounded the Eldar Craftworld of Arkender which had endured for a hundred millennia since the fall of that race and a long fought and bloody campaign burned every Eldar within before sending the dead Craftworld sailing into the nearest star.

During the scuffle with Nathanog when he came to complain and moan over the burnt corpses of the defeated Xenos dead, Inferox struck him across the face with a mighty fist. After the two broke up their brawl, Inferox learned later that was actually in the wrong as his Legion had been disregarding the Gorgers respects and pleas for flesh. He decided though not to apologize, and always hold a special flame of hatred for The Mouth. Both Primarchs came from a Feral World, but while Inferox had attempted to bring order and stability, Nathanog would always be an idiot savant. The hunter who accidentally brought peace, but could have easily just not cared to. His only reason for fighting in the Great Crusade was to just do that, fight. It had no higher calling or purpose. Similar stances from Inferox's other brothers began to have him question the entirety of the Imperium's mission from the start.

Game material

Inferox The Burned King, the Fire Rider, Primarch of the Sons of Fire

WS7 BS5 S7 T7 W6 I5 A4 LD10 SV2+/3++

Unit Composition •1 (Unique)

Unit Type •Infantry (Character)

Wargear •Armour of Hades •Flame-Claw Gauntlets •Phosphex grenade launcher

Special Rules •Primarch •Soul of Fire •Sire of the Sons of Fire •Very Bulky

Sire of the Sons of Fire Inferox is the pinnacle of his Legion, the dispenser of justice and the bestower of favour. All his sons aspire to be one with the flame like him, and fight all the harder under his eyes. All models with the Legiones Astartes (Sons of Fire) rule may re-roll the dice when using flamer based weapons in defensive fire, and gain the Crusader special rule. In addition all Medusas, Basilisks and Whirlwinds in an army led by Inferox may take Phosphex ammunition.

Soul of Fire The blazing heart of his pitiless legion, Inferox epitomised the power of unchained fire, its ability to consume all and leave nothing behind. Inferox is immune to all flamer based weaponry, and Fusion, Melta, Plasma and Volkite weaponry have their strength reduced by 2 when firing at him. In addition all his shooting attacks have the shred special rule.

Armour of Hades This blazing suit of armour, wreathed in flames gives Inferox a fearsome visage, and makes it harder for foes to hit him. The Armour of Hades confers a 2+/3++ save, and in addition all successful hits against him in close combat must be re-rolled.

Flame-Claw Gauntlets The Primarch’s signature weapons, these can both project streams of tainted fire at range, or else be used as devastating close-combat weapons. They have two profiles, one for the ranged shots, and the other for close-combat attacks.

Flame-Claw Gauntlets (Ranged) Range: Template Strength: 6 Ap 3 Type: Assault 1, Shred, Ignores Cover

Flame-Claw Gauntlets (Combat) Range: Melee Strength: 8 Ap: 2 Type: Melee, Shred, Murderous Strike, Paired (+1 Attack)

Phosphex grenade launcher This weapon fires the deadly, earth-tainting Phosphex to utterly purge Inferox’s enemies. Range: 18” Strength: 5 Ap 2 Type: Assault 1, Crawling Fire, Lingering Death