Ice Station Mara

Ice Station Mara is an abandoned and empty place with a dark
past and darker secrets waiting to trap the unsuspecting and
punish anybody that would mock its dangers. It is a cursed
maze of steel, rockcrete and ice with a twisted mind and soul
of its own; oppressive, spiteful and watching. It is dead and
cold, and its very nature kills the unprotected and the unwary.
However, the real danger lies in what lurks waiting unseen in
the shadows.
While some of the station’s structures exist above ground,
its bulk lies buried below the ice crusted surface, sunken into
the subsurface ice fl ows and dense rock. The Ice Station was
founded as a penal colony for the worst recidivist elements in the
sector and it is by the labour of thousands of these condemned
souls that the vast subterranean complex was created. Many
died in the dark and cold for the mining operation to survive
under the iron fi st of the Adeptus Arbites. Now it is an echoing
warren of tunnels, shafts, cells, machine rooms and forgotten
chambers where unseen and unhallowed creatures born of
nightmares crawl.
The warp is thin and fractured on Mara, radiating outwards
from its empty heart, and the structure of the Ice Station shifts
and reconfi gures itself in dimensions beyond the sight of mortal
vision. As a result, time and space do not always function as
they should; rooms submerged in darkness and biting cold
suddenly spring to life and power without seeming cause or
explanation, only to be plunged back into abyssal chill without
warning. On many occasions ghostly signals and lost voices
have been reported to be heard in its empty corridors and
vox-waves. Other warp-related phenomena, often of a more
dangerous type, have also been frequently encountered.
To this shadowy and abandoned half-world have been
drawn terrible predatory things that dwell in the Warp and
look on the minds of mortals as bloody fl esh oozing gore
into the water that they move through. These predatory, often
mindless entities are no less dangerous for their lack of purpose
and are drawn to feast on the fl esh and souls of the living with
frenzied, carnal abandon.

Ice Station Mara

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