A hive world near the rimward edge of the Drusus Marches, and about six days by warp from Port Wander, Thical is the closest hive world to the Maw and thus frequently ends up as a destination for smugglers moving goods from the Koronus Expanse. Thical itself is a world of extremely strict laws and customs, laid down when the world’s cities were first founded, nearly two and a half thousand years ago. This makes it a difficult place to smuggle to, but its relative proximity to the edge of the Imperium makes it too valuable a prospect to ignore, in spite of these obstacles. More than a few smugglers have taken goods to and from Thical simply because of the challenge, but most of those who underestimate its defenses seldom live to make the mistake again.
Thical’s defense forces, known collectively as Wardens, are numerous and encompass both local law enforcement and the world’s Planetary Defense Force, essentially meaning that Thical is constantly under martial law, and has been since the end of the Angevin Crusade. Thical’s Wardens are well-armed, well-trained and exist to uphold a legal code of considerable complexity. Several dozen Warden Commanders oversee the operations of hundreds of Warden companies, which include the world’s defense fleet.