[B]Nihlus[/b]
Nihlus smiled deepened "These terms are acceptable but on one condition, The equestrians must provide host bodies of suitable power for Plague and this other Daemon you claim to hold. You'll also tell me it's name."

[B]Station[/b]
Warmaster Finch laughed even harder "This is rich, you must be desperate to come to us for help... but none the less your offer intrigues me. What can the collective offer us besides a bit of fun? Ships? Technology? Slaves?

[B]Warp Space[/b]
The Daemon Primarch Voldarus sat upon His throne of corpses. Something had appeared in the material universe that seethed with energy. Energy that could be harvested by those with the gift to do so.