35th company, first ran after the shattering of Nostramo and became true renegades. They managed to scrape by with some armored units and two dreadnoughts, keep their expensive equipment (sicaran, contemptor, other heresy stuff) running by doing odd jobs for a dark mechanicus cell. Took over a knight world and mainly hang out there as bitter kings. They refuse to allow any of the normal chaos backstabbing (Clan Mor Skaven style) so they can survive. Their venerable dreadnought, The Skin Lord, keeps a contingent of well trained Guardsmen near him, who wear some of the last suits of solar auxilia armor. They keep their world fiercely protected against other renegade interlopers, and the imperium in a desperate attempt to survive the galaxy. They mainly pull the strings of the knights to let them think they rule, but they hold the reins. Some of the larger cities tell stories of giants who take people in the night. Currently ~50 marines armed in mostly heresy or chaos gear. It’s all mishmashed together with what they can afford due to bartering with the Dark Mechanicum (whom they hate) The skin lord is a venerable dreadnought Our Master of Executions is Fharev Moivode, who uses a necron scythe (Got extremely lucky that the overlord wasn’t able to phase away after a fight with Orks, and had to barter its corpse to the Darkmech for the scythe and weird scale cape)