Collapse on Calthingum: Chaos in Disarray

In late 10.024M42, the chaos-plagued world of Calthingum was in turmoil as mounting internal divisions and external assaults began to dismantle the outpost’s fragile cohesion. Originally under Death Guard dominion, Calthingum served as a vital research hub for the Legion’s plague experimentation, its toxic landscape transformed into a festering crucible of biological weaponry. However, tensions with the Night Lords—assigned as auxiliary defenders—sparked a power struggle that would spell disaster for Chaos forces on the world.

As factional disputes flared into open conflict, the operational effectiveness of Calthingum’s defences crumbled. The simmering animosity between the Death Guard, obsessed with their vile experimentation, and the Night Lords, who demanded greater respect and control, ultimately drew the attention of opportunistic raiders. Sensing the internal strife, a well-coordinated Drukhari strike force descended upon the world, exploiting the chaos. In one swift ambush, they tore through a World Eaters warband, wiping out the Khornate marauders in a brutal skirmish and retreating as swiftly as they’d arrived.

This successful raid was only the beginning. In early 11.024M42, the weakened defences of Calthingum drew even more unwanted attention. The Orks, drawn by the scent of carnage and encouraged by reports of Chaos disarray, launched an invasion—crashing roks directly into the planet’s surface. Within hours of impact, greenskin mobs surged from the crash sites, smashing into an unprepared Night Lords force and establishing a foothold on the world. The Night Lords, already weakened by Drukhari raids and ongoing infighting, were swiftly overwhelmed, their units scattered or annihilated under the brutal assault.

By 0411.024M42 with Orks entrenched and determined to carve their own territory out of Calthingum’s decaying ruins, the situation for Chaos forces had become almost untenable. The weakened Night Lords struggled to retain a foothold, while the Death Guard’s plague research was perilously close to falling into alien hands or being destroyed entirely in the mayhem. Calthingum, once a fortress of Chaos, had devolved into an anarchic battlefield—a grim testament to the fractures within the Traitor Legions and the chaos that always follows in their wake.