Roaring, blood-soaked butchers with an endless thirst for murder, the warriors of Khorne’s Daemonkin carve a red swathe across the galaxy. These are the Blood God’s faithful, zealots who worship Khorne’s Bloodthirsters as divine beings and who will pay any price to see them and their Daemon legions unleashed upon realspace.
United by their fanatical worship of the Blood God, a warband of Daemonkin is a frenzied mass of renegades, Daemons, Cultists and monstrous Daemon Engines. The Daemonkin offer praise to Khorne through violence and war as they flood onto the battlefield in a chanting, gore-drenched horde. Their hymns are the screams of the dying, their prayer books the edges of their blades, for the only sacrament Khorne demands is bloodshed.
The ultimate desire of the Daemonkin is – through acts of bloodthirsty devotion – to summon forth the Daemons of Khorne and fight in glorious battle alongside them. To this end, Khorne’s faithful seek out arcane lore in order to better understand the beings they worship. Some hunt down ancient tomes that detail the names and nature of the cohorts of Khorne, or seek to undertake horrific vision quests into the Blood God’s own realm. Others capture lesser Warp entities in great brass cages, torturing from them the names of those Bloodthirsters most worthy of their devotion.
Their bloody rituals do not go unnoticed by their patron. Though it may take months or years for a sufficient offering to be made, the frenzied devotion of the Daemonkin acts as a summons for the foot soldiers of Khorne; the veil is sundered as blood-red Daemons spill into the material realm, and the remaining Daemonkin continue the massacre in enraptured vindication. Should one of their number prove themselves worthy, a mighty Bloodthirster of Khorne may even possess his mortal flesh, the supplicant giving his life gladly so that the lord of one of his master’s legions can be set loose upon the galaxy.
Though they begin their journey as a mortal force, the warriors of most Daemonkin warbands are eventually supplanted by the Warp-born legions of Khorne. A favoured few will attain ascension, becoming immortal Daemon Princes, but many more willingly pay the martyr’s price to prove their zeal. They care nothing for petty empire-building and ancient grudges; their only desire is to give themselves over, body and soul, to Khorne.