BACKSTORY 

Life Before the Tancred Bastian

Dregbus was born during his planet's summer solstice. He was born on Mornax, a planet well known for the thriving huts and homes of Abhumans known as Ogryns, but also a planet known for its harsh climate and rough living conditions. When winters came around, temperatures dipped into the negative thirties, freezing the land and making food scarce and sunlight near non-existence spare for the strange light glimmers through the heavy, atmospheric clouds. And in the summer, temperatures still struggled to stay warm enough to support life, turning the once frozen land into a more dry, rocky terrain, with only a few weeks during the solstice being the time of great hunting and feasting for the Ogryn. The heavy clouds would separate and the sun would cast down upon the planet, heating the ground and bringing forth plantlife and coaxing animals to draw themselves from their hiding spots. Dregbus was still very young when he was thrust out into this strange new terrain to become a hunter for his small tribe of Ogryns, one of the few who had quickly deduced how to catch and hunt animals for food. Their tribes lived separate lives from the commoners that inhabited most of the other planes on Mornax. Therest of the planet itself was home to large mines and oil factories, and Ogryn's had become a quick substitute to bringing in workers to dig deep into the mines. After all, the Ogryn knew how to live and survive on this harsh, hazardous planet. Soon, the mining facortories began to raid Ogryn tribes and take in their young to work in the mines, and at the age of 18, Dregbus had been chosen and sent across the other side of the planet to help mine materials to later be forged into weapons for the Imperium. Slag-breaking and cart pushing had been his job for many years working on his newfound forged world, and for a while, things went well. But it was workers disbuting with the Ogryns that seemed to rile things up in Dregbus's sector. He was constantly harassed and challenged by the workers who oftentimes ran the machines or would come and go from the planet, many mocking the man's living conditions and behaviors that greatly differed from their own. He was pushed into pit fighting, a common practice that evolved deep inside hive cities as a sick form of entertainment; a fight club where few survived. Dreg had managed to make a name for himself with the sheer brutality of his fighting skills and bloody victories. He didn't mind the slaying, it had been justified in his eyes for the harassment he constantly faced. This went on for many years until his early 30's, it had seemed that his victories had caught the eye of another part of the forged world that seemed to need him more than just as a simple mining tool. Dregbus was soon enlisted into the Astra Militarum, where he was quickly paired up with Commisar Terrek Sharventus and a platoon of veterans that hopped from different hive cities, patrolling and clearing out heretics and xeno infestations when needed. But things took a dark turn when they'd been sent out to take post on a planet called Komlar. The planet was infested with chaotic enetities and it had become his and the rest of the Imperial Guard's job to push back the agents of Chaos and reclaim the planet for the sake of Humanity. Dregbus and his fellow soldiers fought for 3 days, even when the guardsmen had fled the battle upon their commisar's orders. The Ogryn that Dregbus fought alongside refused to budge and heed their orders, however. They continued fighting, risking life and limb and loosing many Ogryns in the process fighting against the agents, but on the evening of the third day, the Ogryns finally took back the planet and pushed the agents of Chaos to retreat. Dregbus had expected praise alongside his pals for their duty in completing the mission, but as the militarum arrived, it appeared that this was not the case. Dregbus was met with angry words and was sent back to one of the patrolling hive cities much to his confusion and dismay, deploying out sometime later to continue on with buisness as usual. No rewards, no metals, no food. Nothing but a scorned look on his supoerior's face, and the frustration of not understanding what he'd done wrong. He spent the next few years doing what he knew; obeying the orders of his commander, and clearing out from hive cities with a few other Ogryn pals of his. But once again, another incident on Branx Magna, a big, thriving city in the Moebian Domain that had the Ogryn questioning his loyalty to those above him. He had been ordered to take out a group of corruption cultist presumed to be in one of the more underground districts. Men, women, children, they had been ordered to slaughter all of those inside the district. And while his Ogryn brethren did as they were told, Dregbus found himself faltering. The people they were slaying didn't feel like cultists at all, or if there had been, there were not many. Orders were orders, But Dregbus couldn't comply to killing children. He was sent to Incron, a massive ocean World used primarily as a fleet base for humanity for a year or so to retrain in hopes that Dregbus could reform himself to the will of the Imperium.Luck, sadly, was not on the Ogryn's side. He had made a simple, blunt comment in the cantina about the Corpse Starch they had been served tasting off, and how he didn';t like it at all and refused to eat it that became the final straw for him. He had been ratted out to a foreman by a fellow member and he was handcuffed and taken away, boarded onto the Tancred Bastian to await trial for his actions not just from Incron, butalso for his disobeying of orders on Branx as well. From Milita fighter to prisoner, Dreg had ended up in the company of a small, indestructable xeno creature called Hosin who eventually with little time, befriends the abhuman. The creature is a balloon, strengely enough. But Dreg's unwary-ness towards the creature quickly fades and he and Hosin become close, spending most their time in a cell together seemed to do just the trick. They talk, they play, they share food and stories together, and soon ,Dregbus ends up becoming rather infatuated with his newfound cellmate, and despite the trails he would soon face, things seemed to be on the rise for the big man. but, during his prsoned travel to Atoma Prime, the ship was atacked by agents of Chaos who tore most of the hull apart, leaving room for Dreg to escape and team up with his now superior named Zola, who recruited him as a reject onto the Mourningstar, a ship known to host many found rejects to fight alongside the lesser militarum and prove just how worthy they are to be a part of the Militarum. He ended up sweeping Hosin up alongside him to stay on the Mourningstar in return for saving Zola's life, to which she reluctantly agreed. He's gone most mornings and is back in the afternoons to stay with Hosin.

Current Day

Dregbus currently is still employed by the militarum of the Mourningstar, doing odd jobs similar to the ones he'd done many years before. It isn't until Hosin decides it's time for him to return home, and upon seeing the harsh vioence of this world and what it has subjected Dregbus to, decides he wants the Ogryn to come join him in returning home. But returning is hard and requires a warp jump, that Dregbus and Hosin nearly survive pushing through when they sneak onto one of the scouting ships and tearing it through the warp. When this happens, he is no longer subject to the harshness of his old world, but instead, he is living a happy, content life on Suppaliax alongside many other balloon-like alien creatures that he too, has grown very fond of.