Cult Mechanicus

It is a time of darkness. Of conflict. Of war. It is the Age of Strife. Across the galaxy, mankind’s once brilliant empire lies in shambles, broken by a pyrrhic struggle against genocidal thinking machines and abominations from beyond the veil. Warp storms of unparalleled ferocity and scope have made interstellar travel all but impossible, isolating battle scarred human holdouts and depriving countless systems of vital resources. Mars is one such benighted place, its once bountiful terraformed ecosystem has collapsed, great forests and verdant plains returned to the barren, rad-scoured deserts of millennia past. In order to survive on their hostile world, many Martian tribes have dedicated their existence to the location and preservation of vital technologies, preserving the knowledge of their use through repetition and rote rather than true understanding. With the passing of centuries, this practice has degraded into the faith of the Mechanicum, which now strives to rule over all of Mars in the name of the Machine God and the Tech Priests who speak in his voice. But the red planet is a divided realm, with inhuman intelligences, psychic abominations, and cyborg tyrants all laying claim to the Tech Priests’ rightful domains. Standing against these horrors are the Legiones Skitarii, holy fusions of man and machine, combined into soldiers without fear or weakness. Their campaigns are supported by the quasi-divine robots of the Legio Cybernetica, the God Machines of the Collegia Titanicus, and the Apocalypse Engines of the Ordo Reductor to name only a few. Despite such colossal might, if victory is to be achieved it will not be without cost, the gears of conquest must be oiled by oceans of blood, and all constructs of flesh and iron know the future of their world hangs in the balance. Whether for ten years or for ten thousand, the Red Planet will burn.