![]() When not at war, the Salamanders prefer to live among the people of Nocturne and Prometheus, and usually serve as the leaders of a Nocturnean settlement. As a result, the Salamanders have also developed a remarkable concern for protecting the lives of the Emperor's subjects and will make strenuous efforts to prevent civilian casualties on the battlefield. The Salamanders have a much closer relationship with their homeworld's people than is common among the Adeptus Astartes, and they continue to interact quite closely with their own families and clans throughout their lives. The Salamanders have built their fortress-monastery on Prometheus, Nocturne's massive moon. The constant volcanic eruptions have swaddled the world in an ever-present cloak of dust and ash that obscures most sunlight at the surface. Nocturne is the homeworld of the Salamanders Space Marine Chapter located in the Segmentum Ultima of the Imperium of Man and it is usually classified by the Imperial Administratum as both a Feudal World and a Death World.Īs a result of the tectonic stresses produced by the gravitational pull of its overlarge satellite Prometheus, there are vast chains of volcanoes scattered across the planet's surface and frequent earthquakes, destroying what little the Nocturnean people have built above ground and forcing them to build their habitations in vast subterranean holds. Nocturne The volcanic Death World of Nocturne and its massive satellite Prometheus Anonymous Nocturnean tribesman of Themis ![]() They will find it a terrible place, a very terrible place." Woe betide any who come here seeking to put it asunder. But it is home, this broken land, and we defend it with our blood and breath. ![]() It is serpentine and reptilian chitinous and saurian. Our fauna takes to the air on leathern wing or hunts the dune with tusk and claw. We have no forests, save for the petrified groves that lurk in the hot shadows of our tallest peaks. Our few rivers are veins of acid and alkali, tainted by the sulphurous earth. The deserts are many, and they are desolate, unforgiving plains of ash. The mountains are bleak, craggy places, their summits wreathed with poisonous fumes. It is not a populous world because much of it cannot be populated. It is not a hospitable world, this world, for monsters lurk in its fuliginous depths and death is but a slip away for the careless, the unwary or the simply ill-fortuned. Hell comes to our cities and our peoples, it visits upon the earth such ravages as to make the sky black as sackcloth and the ground spew red, molten death. " Have you ever been to our benighted world? Its name literally means ‘night’, but we do not dwell in darkness.
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