I just made this up for my Warsmith ^_^

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Darkoth, once a champion of the Iron Warriors, now a powerful daemon prince that rules with an iron fist aboard his battle cruiser at the head of his own space fleet.

Darkoth was present at the Horus heresy, at that stage he was part of the Warsmith Morgons body-guard also helping to operate Morgons personal Land Raider.

When Morgon heard of Perturabo siding with Horus, he didnt doubt his orders for a second, and took his forces to Istvaan V to join with the rest of the Iron Warriors. When the loyalist forces retreated after fighting with Horus's forces, they seeked safety in the defences built by the Iron Warriors but along with the other Legions that had sided with Horus they shot down the loyal legions.

Morgon and his forces helped destroy the loyalists as they retreated, setting up explosives in decoy trenches which caused confusion as they were being pursued by Horus's forces sent after them. Morgon and his forces were positioned in the 3rd line of trenches setting up heavy weaponry and helping unload supplies being delivered by aircraft.

Morgon at this time was sat in his land raider ordering his forces through the land raiders built in communications system, he listened closely as a signal came through, he noticed it was from the second line of trenches.. Morgon listened as an Iron Warrior in charge of the second line of defences, told him that a small number of retreating Salamanders Space marines had managed to capture a heavily fortified bunker and had bombarded the first line of trenches causing havoc, the Marine requested an Aerial attack as the Bunker had no anti-aircraft defence, Morgon denied his request.

He told him he would send reinforcements instead. Morgon thought to himself for a moment, he knew the bunker could be destroyed without an aerial attack, and thought of it as a waste to send in aircraft, he ordered Darkoth part of his retinue operating the land raider to send a message telling any mobile artillery from the second lines to lock on to the signal of his land raider and meet up with him. Darkoth suggested waiting till the bunkers weapons had stopped firing as the bunker had only limited ammuniton, but Morgon could not wait any longer and this was the biggest mistake he made.

As Basilisks pounded the bunker Morgons land raider and a sqaud of Predator tanks moved into firing range of the bunker, and in a burst of fire the Salamanders heavy flame weapons fired at them disolving there armour. Inside Morgons land raider Darkoth saw the flame coming towards him and opened the rear escape hatch, as the flames seeped through any vision ports and vents Darkoth grabbed Morgon and they managed to get away from the smoking land raider however the veichles fuel tanks ignited and exploded leaving the two marines on the floor, Darkoth cried out in disbelief as one side of Morgons body had been burnt and torn apart, Morgon laid broken and handed Darkoth his Daemon sword, he said in a voice filled with pain "you are in command now, you must lead our brothers to victory, take my sword, you know what to do" Darkoth nodded, he took one last look at his dying commander, and then closed his eyes and brought the sword to Morgons neck, screaming with anger he fell to his knees and cursed the gods asking them for power to avenge Morgons death, he felt energy around him as his power armour crackled with electricity, and the Daemon sword lit up, roaring he stood upright and came to his senses. He saw that the explosion of the land raider had blown a hole in the bunker, he could see Salamanders space marines moving inside, as the remaining Predators destroyed the bunkers heavy weapons, he laughed and cursed them. He ran for the gap in the bunkers wall, there flame weapons fired at him and engulfed him in flame, he felt an immense pain as his skin felt like it was burning but actually no harm came to him, he smiled and pointed the daemon sword at them, he channelled his anger into this attack as a stream of electric energy surged from the sword and surrounded the bunker and then obliterating it. He climbed onto the highest peice of smashed debris and looked around seeing the dead Salamanders space marines, at least 50 marines must have died as the bunker was destroyed. He felt satisfied and spat at a burning flag bearing the imperial Eagel symbol.

In the distance he could see Horus's forces coming towards him, bearing the Eye of Horus on there armour, a signal came through his comm link and heard them praising him. After a few short words with them, he climbed aboard a predator and ordered it back to the trenches with the remaining tanks.

He had avenged Morgons death, and now was in command of an entire company of Iron Warriors, the gods had noticed him and gave him power.. But this was only the start.

[not finished yet.]

A good start, always nice to read were a warsmith's roots come from.

Thanks, it needs the grammer sorting out a bit but it will do lol

thats only the start of the tale.. im thinking.. since i want a Warsmith leading the army but in the present Darkoths a daemon prince, im gonna say he has the abilty to morph into a daemon/obliterator sort of thing B)

You definetly write a story on what he has done in order to achieve deamonhood and especially his final evil deed.

Yeah, im thinking, because the model i have as Darkoth is mostly a bezerker but with a bionic arm and helmet modification, but most of the armour is from a bezerker so im gonna say he encountered some bezerkers and managed to kill the champion and took his armour and axe, but also lost his arm in the fight... how he becomes a daemon prince, i havent thought about that yet but im gonna write more asap. ^_^


EDIT: heres what he looks like atm..

Well it will offer the superb chance to record his most darkest deed, genocide on a planetary scale, the sacrafice of millions of innocents to achieve a goal, the burning of an entire system, the sacralige of an echlasarial monastary, desecreation of an imperial saint remains etc etc etc.
Think deeply about the most horrible things you can do in such an entire galaxy.

Hmmm.. well im thinking of him doing something terrible to the Imperial Fists.. mwhaha B)

To go along with that the next tank i buy will have a dead imperial fist chained to it ^_^