Sub-Sector Aurelia. This cluster of worlds stands on the very edge of the Imperium of Man. From this frontier came the Blood Ravens, a chapter of the Emperor's own Space Marines. Now, savage aliens seek to overrun the sector, and break the Blood Ravens once and for all. Captain Davian Thule and a handful of Space Marines lead the raw recruits defending these worlds. Now, another Space Marine joins this desperate battle. A newly promoted Commander, ready to lead in our darkest hour. You are this Space Marine. And you will tip the balance towards victory.
Opening narration for the Dawn of War II campaign
I am Gabriel Angelos, Captain of the Blood Ravens. My chapter is in ruins, the sector is at war. Its worlds under siege. Chaos spreads, consumes us all. Here, we will make our final stand. Here, there will be... Retribution.
Opening narration for Retribution.
Hear my warnings, unbelievers, carried to your minds by the power of the Prince of Excess himself. We have raised altars in this land so that we may sacrifice you to our gods. Veterans of 10 millennia of unholy war wait to grind you beneath the tread of their mighty boots. The chosen of Khorne hunger to add you to their bloody tally. The Blood God Himself has marked this land and will claim your skulls for His throne! There is no hope in opposing the inevitable. Put down your arms, unbelievers, and bow before the forces of Chaos Undivided.
Lord Eliphas the Inheritor
To each of us falls a task. And all the Emperor requires of us Guardsmen is that we stand the line and we die fighting. It is what we do best, we die standing.
Faithful... enlightened... ambitious... brethren.
In but a single decade, a few mere swipes of the pendulum, we have gathered a sacrifice to Khorne that will be made legend.Though it was a simpler, weaker voice that illuminated me during my centuries upon the Judgement of Carrion... it was Khorne's messenger that showed me the true path of freedom from our pathetic corpse-Emperor.
And what is this path? This meaning, this purpose to which we gather the skulls of our foes? It is nothing. There is no meaning, no purpose. We murder. We kill. It is mindless savagery, this UNIVERSE IS MINDLESS!
In mere hours, billions will die. Innocent! Guilty! Strong and weak! Honest and deceitful! ALL of them! They will scream, they will burn, and for no purpose but that mighty Khorne may revel in their bloodshed! And united in this void of purpose, fear, or duty... we shall at long last be free!
BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!! LET... THE GALAXY... BUUUURRRRNNN!!!
Chapter Master Azariah Kyras
I am no stranger to the deaths of planets. Cyrene was my home. But when the need was evident, I did not hesitate to contact the Inquisition; by my hand Cyrene burned. Cyrene's secrets now live solely with me... and so shall they die with me. Whether I am victorious or slain... my sins will know retribution. Such is the final testimony of Gabriel Angelos, Captain of the Blood Ravens 3rd Company. Savior of Tartarus... bane of the Black Legion... servant of the Emperor.
Brother-Captain Gabriel Angelos
Commissar, I would like to see this city built up again. I would like to see towers and spires of gleaming white. I would like to see our men on parade routes, not tours of duty! I WOULD LIKE TO SEE EVERY CITY ON THIS PLANET, EVERY COLONY ON THIS BESOTTED, MISERABLE SYSTEM TURNED TO THE SERVICE AND INDUSTRY OF THE IMPERIUM IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME!
Governor General Vance Stubbs
Look, Rhinos! RHIIIIIIINOS! Our enemies hide in METAL BAWKSES, the cowards! Da FEWLS! We... *inhales* ... we should take away their metal bawkses.
Lord Firaeveus Carron
Lord Bale's ghost, reliving his death as Lord Carron assaults the Blood Raven's stash of Metal Boxes
Battle-brothers! Space Marines, today, the enemy is at our door! We know our duty and we will do it! We fight for our honor, as Blood Ravens, as Sapce Marines, and we fight in the name of the Emperor!
If we die this day, we die in glory. We die heroes' deaths! But we shall not die, no, it is the enemy who will taste death and defeat! As You Know, most of our battle-brothers are stationed in space, prepared to deep strike!
Our perimeter has been prepared in the event that our enemy should be so bold and so foolish! We have placed numerous beacons, allowing for multiple, simultaneous and devastating defensive deep strikes.
The Codex Astartes names this maneuver "Steel Rain". We will descend upon the foe, we will overwhelm them, we will leave none alive! Meanwhile, our ground forces will ensure the full defense of our headquarters...
We are the Space Marines! We are the Emperor's fury!
Brother-Captain Indrick Boreale
Kaurava was a huge mistake. I will not speak of it again.
Cyrus, summing up the common response to Soulstorm