The Eclipse Knights are an imperfectly codex compliant Space Marine chapter. The few whom have witnessed the chapter have spoken tales of thoroughly mysterious, honor-driven bands of five to ten marines, or even lone warriors, stalking battlefields with a deathly grace and utmost concentration on the task at hand.
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| - The Eclipse Knights are an imperfectly codex compliant Space Marine chapter. The few whom have witnessed the chapter have spoken tales of thoroughly mysterious, honor-driven bands of five to ten marines, or even lone warriors, stalking battlefields with a deathly grace and utmost concentration on the task at hand.
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| Battle Cry
| - "We shall not stop until all parts are whole. The legacy lives for tomorrow!"
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| - Chapter Symbol of the Eclipse Knights
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| - File:Eclipse_Knights_Astartes.jpg
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| Specialty
| - Space combat, dangerous environments, single operative missions
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| fortress monastery
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| - File:Eclipse_Knights_SP2.jpg
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| - Approximately 500 marines
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| - The Eclipse Knights are an imperfectly codex compliant Space Marine chapter. The few whom have witnessed the chapter have spoken tales of thoroughly mysterious, honor-driven bands of five to ten marines, or even lone warriors, stalking battlefields with a deathly grace and utmost concentration on the task at hand. Legend tells of a tragedy that once fell upon the Knights. Fragments of the tale remain scatted across computer memory banks too easily overlooked to be wiped. A deep space boarding accident. Genestealers of an unknown number. Little but bolt pistols and tactical knives on hand to oppose the onslaught. A cargo bay full of all the necessary weaponry having long drifted out of boarding range, presumedly the result of the tenacity of their Genestealer invaders. Following these fragmented days, the chapter's size has without a shadow of a doubt shrunk to a mere 500 marines, perhaps in memory of another five hundred having needlessly lost their lives to tyranid claws. Little escapes the whispered words of the battle brothers to be properly analyzed by observers, but for all intents and purposes, it seems they are working for a day where their debts to the lost is repaid, and their self imposed hindrance will finally be lifted from their adamantum shoulders. But it is more than simple failure that plagues the brothers of this chapter. Since this great failure, the Knight's reputation has been blackened. They are all now outcasts, weaklings, shameful examples of Space Marines that simply should have withered and died with the rest of their lost brothers in zero gravity.
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