Within the home of many a grieving mother, a child has been born far worse off than death. Twisting horns curl around the goat mouth that weeps for its mother’s milk. A beastman is born. Within the Imperium, these foul abominations are treated as tolerable at best. At worst, the family that begat such spawn is put under scrutiny, by local police forces, or perhaps even the Inquisition itself. Regardless of reason, beastmen are commonly put to work in one of two ways, should they be allowed to live: either put in a forgotten mine, slaving away for the rest of its miserable existence, or into the ranks of the Imperial Guard—at least in death, it may be validated in the Emperor’s eyes, should He be merciful upon such a wretched creature. Many feral worlds, feudal worlds, and penal colonies make use of beastmen, as their raw physical strength has found uses in the backwater planets willing to overlook such a deformity. Despite these deformities, most beastmen have been reported to be remarkably loyal to those who treat them well. Even still, many beastmen have fallen prey to the clutches of Chaos, bathing in the gifts of the Dark Gods. It is well known that beastmen are favored by the dark gods.