Welcome to The Hos Dynasty

A thoughtful discussion on how to rule planets, make a galaxy worth of enemies, and the importance of prioritizing how to kill enemies in a specific order.

When Jequin Hos was faced with the option of which of his siblings to support in the claim for rights to his Dynasty, he examined his brothers and sisters and concluded that the most qualified person was himself. Daring to succeed where his family had failed in the past, he took his family flagship and set off for the Koronus Expanse – one of the last untamed frontier areas in the galaxy where he would make his fortune and cement his claim to the family Dynasty, or return home and face the consequences of his ambition proved wrong.

Armed with naught but the finely tailored clothes on his back, the galaxy’s most curmudgeonly 28-year-old Navigator and his much-less competent boss, a Tech-Priest who looks and acts like an aloof planetary governor, a first-officer Astropath with enough skeletons in his closet for a Dark Eldar citadel, a security chief who grew up on a world where politeness was outlawed, a small town’s population serving as fanatically loyal crew members for his awesomely destructive void ship and enough wealth to maybe purchase two or three colony worlds – a pittance really, the Hos Dynasty has set out for fame and fortune in the Koronus Expanse!

To date they have faced down the brutal savagery of the Orks, the sadistic condescension of the Dark Eldar, the ravaging hatred of the Rak’Gol, would-be Kroot assassins, the corrupting influence of the Yu’Vath and truly taxing dinner parties with various other Rogue Traders. They have also realised that Warp Travel is apparently completely safe and a nice break from their otherwise hectic lives.

The Dynasty’s expansions around The Cauldron could not go unchecked forever however, and they have been recognised as a growing threat by Calligos Winterscale, the dominant power inside of the Expanse. Forced into a war they did not want, the Dynasty now finds itself challenged by Eldar, heretics and the forces that still bend knee to the Imperium.

The war was swift, but by no means forgiving. Though the Dynasty resisted the hammer, they could not defend against an enemy they had no means of seeing coming. The madness of Hadarak Fel, the alliances he forged, and the depths he sank to allowed him to maneuver the Hos Dynasty in competition with the Winterscale Dynasty for his own gain. In the critical moment, in the shadows none penetrate, all the Hos Dynasty have accomplished has been taken by him. A puppet now rules Svard, and Fel himself sits enthroned over Lucin’s Breath.

The Dynasty has been cast down. Betrayed by one their own, its survivors are forgotten and ignored by the Galaxy at large. Their gains have been stolen, their power has been stripped, their bodies have been shackled, their spirits have been humbled. Or so the theory was to go.

The Dark Eldar had no idea what hit them. Escaping from an unconquered prison, uniting and inspiring those with broken wills and spirits to fight back, raiding and murdering their way to the top. Allies were found, alliances were forged, and prophecies were fulfilled – buying their freedom at the cost of the lives of those that hated them, the Dynasty has emerged into an Expanse changed. Fractured and trapped, what little society there was appears to have broken down.

And starting from nothing, it is time to once again prove that they are the natural rulers of the Expanse…

This adventure is a spiritual continuation of our last campaign: Dark Heresy – Ordo Portis