Demetrian Titus was Captain of the Ultramarines Second Company more than two centuries ago. He lost his position due to the machinations of Chaos worshippers on Graia and the extreme paranoia of an Inquisitor.
If the being known as Nekrosor Ammentar ever had a true name or identity, it has long since been lost. It is said by some to have been the first to succumb to the Destroyers' madness, and everywhere it goes, murderous insanity follows.
Nekrosor Ammentar's cursed destroyer cults are more powerful than ever, rising up to annihilate the living. They make short work of anyone foolish enough to oppose them, as they methodically unleash devastation at close range and from afar.
Nekrosor Ammentar has rallied the destroyer cults to rise up against the living. They surge forward with grim resolve to annihilate any who would dare stand against them.
When the Maggotkin of Nurgle fight, they do so to honour the God of Plagues. Every vector of corruption is a prayer, and every victim they take down is an offering to Grandfather Nurgle.
The Maggotkin of Nurgle go to war as a tide of filth, rusty armour, and distended flesh. Surrounded by clouds of flies, they march forward relentlessly, closing ranks until they're close enough to unleash their pox-blessed weapons.
Inexorably, the befouled armies of the Maggotkin march upon the lands, sowing despair and disease. Servants of the Plague God Nurgle, they desire only to share his ‘gifts’ and propagate his virulent Garden.
Putrid Blightkings carve their way forward with slime-encrusted blades, hammers, and axes. Their rotting bodies emanate an unnaturally offensive odour that impedes the concentration of nearby priests and wizards.
Festus the Leechlord is a heartless maniac, a former plague doctor transformed into a twisted alchemist of disease. His devotion to the Grandfather has seen him swell into a foul Daemon Prince.
Sloven Knights have turned their backs on whatever honour they might once have possessed. Now these diseased cavaliers clad in rotting panoply are sworn to the Grandfather.
Rotswords are Nurglite footsoldiers who exude an acrid stink that causes even the most stalwart of foes to baulk in disgust. Fevered and eager, they wield their ruined but lethal blades with terrifying vigour and abandon.
The Pustules are an infamous tallyband of Plaguebearers charged with spreading the most virulent diseases across every land yet to feel the Grandfather’s beneficent touch.
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