Salamanders

Sons of Vulkan — smiths, shield-bearers of the weak

Homeworld

Nocturne

Primarch

Vulkan

Motto

“Into the fires of battle, unto the anvil of war”

Colours

Emerald green with gold

Nocturne is a volcanic anvil of a world, and its Marines are smiths before they are killers. The Salamanders forge their own weapons, raise their own children alongside mortal kin, and walk into the flames so civilians do not have to. They are the gentlest of the Astartes in temperament and the most pitiless in war. Vulkan left his sons seven artefacts of indescribable power — the Tome of Fire — and the search for them shapes the Chapter to this day. Pilgrim, if you would stand between the people and the dark, speak your oath below.