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| - Originally known as the Wardens of Benedictions, the Wraiths of Maklegor are led by Plague Lord Maklegor and his Sorcerer Lieutenant Alasdair Erasmos. The Wraiths of Maklegor are a warband of mutants and heretics that constantly seek to further prove their unholy faith in their Dark God, the Plague Father Nurgle. The Wraiths of Maklegor carved a home for themselves in the Dragontooth Nebula in the darkest corner, making their base of operations an empire of seven worlds. Using their dark magic and their heretical technology the Wraiths turned Noshorth into a garden of Nurgle, all death and life occurs only because Nurgle wills it. Originally moving into the Dragontooth Nebula on a Crusade for the Emperor, the Wardens of Benediction and their second company captain Maklegor would be corrupted by an ancient relic of chaos that would corrupt the Wardens from the inside out. Eventually Maklegor removed all obstacles in his way and took command of his fellows as Chaos Lord Maklegor. As the Wardens of Benediction, the Wraiths garbed themselves in modified suits of Mark VII Aquila Power Armor. Modified to combine elements of the Mark IV Maximus Armor, such as the helmet and the improved armouring of the power cables. Coloring this armor a dark green with grey shoulder pads and ash grey hands, in honor of their Primarch. For their chapter symbol the Wardens proudly displayed a titanic gate wrapped in chains bearing the Holy Imperial Aquila. Like their Father Chapter the Iron Hands, the Wardens of Benediction were obsessed with the idea of being superior. Not a single Astrate was spared from the desire to improve themselves bionically. While some only have minor replacements like their hands, eyes, or legs. Some veteran marines have near full-body replacements. Now as the Wraiths of Maklegor the effects of Nurgle are pronounced. Their armor is shattered and replaced with bone growths, their bionics have been mutilated and seem almost daemonic in nature, and their once proud visage has been dragged through the muck. Their armor is now an ash green in total with dark grey trims, defiling the memory of their Primarch the Wraiths cover their hands in the black oil they bleed. Instead of the titanic gate that symbolized their refusal to allow those unworthy of benediction, the Wraiths now bear the symbol of despair that is a skeletal hand holding a cracked bell.
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