Safeguard yourself, reader.
The following account depicts the ascendancy of the condemned Rogue Trader House Vladimus, paid for in lives and toil across the stars. Honour won and glory gained through proscribed and profane means must not gall you; gold gleams through even the bluest of blood.
Gird your soul against the gnawing threat from beyond Imperial space and the depravities therein, hold firm your faith in the faces of capriciousness and cruelty, and examine the weaves of fate that propel an unsuspecting captain and her crew to a damned and undeniable destiny.
The Emperor protects.