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You are Lieren of Nothing, a man of many aspects and roles. Farmer, hunter, architect, rebel, general, scholar. philosopher, student, teacher, enemy of the wicked, Primarch and son of the Emperor of mankind and soon you shall also be groom and husband. Having arranged for your known kinsmen, brothers lost and father distant, to converge for a time upon Shangrala as guests for that most joyous of days, you greeted and welcomed Magnus and Perturabo most gregariously and grandly, with ceremony and pomp reserved for great men such as them. Presently, Perturabo is giving his unabridged and honest criticism to those amongst your ministry of developments engineering and architectural corps and branches, which translates into a scathing judement of their capabilities that might drive lesser willed men to suicide. And Magnus is meditating near by, while he along with Amon, his friend and once mentor, and Wenyan, your adoptive father, watch Perturabo's adoptive sister, the bright Calliphone.

Reaching out to your red hided brother, you do not even need to brush his mind to sense the turmoil it is rife with. He had bitten into the mere mention of "angels" and has been pondering how to approach you or Farmin to here the truth of the matter, as the last time you and he encounter Warp entities together, a life or death struggle began, your fiercest battle and closest brush with death. One that taught him of the dangers the denizens of the great sea can represent. But, while he all but knows the truth of the discordant powers ever plotting the downfall of man kind, he was not trusted with keeping the secret that weighs heavily upon your mind. And you would not so easily break the oath of secrecy you made, even if at times necessity has forced you to straddle the line of doing so. Until your father has given his word, you will not betray his trust, even if you are certain Magnus would be as stalwart an enemy against the dark powers as you or Elazar has proven to be.

'The matter that troubles you, of the reference to the slaying of a being dubbed an angel by misguided and twisted minded psykers during my introduction of the valiant pilots of the steel giants, is one we shall discuss when we are able to hold a truly private conversation with our sire' you wind whisper into his mental ear as you watch Perturabo point out fault after folly after miss measurement by the merest of estimation 'For it is a matter that concerns him as well, the fall of the Shuni Caliphate is something you and Him should be aware of. As well as the ruination that was wrought upon it by itself in its final death throws, but, I cannot say more, for my tongue is bound by promises made'
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>>5965303

'Though it frustrates me, I understand, though I must wonder how you were made to be bound to such oaths, when we first met and spoke of such matters, you railed wildly and warned the less cautious me of the threats hidden within the warp. But I shall not press you for answers, and respect your privacy and honor of silence. For the time being' Magnus answers back from across the city, sounding much more greatly relieved than he is frustrated with much of his concern being washed away by you explaining so little. But that brief explanation answered countless questions plaguing the vast intellect of your brother's sagacious mind.

And with that problem abated, you turned your focus to Perturabo, and gliding behind him in a single stride, offer him a suggestion. Well meaning, brotherly advise.

"Instead of pointing out what they did wrong and where they are lacking, would it not be more productive to teach them where they went wrong and the cause of the faults in their designs" You say quietly, not loud enough for anyone without a primarch's hearing to discern, so as not to embarrass or appear as if you were scolding your brother "So that they may improve and be at once more useful to you, rather than castigating them and casting them aside"

Perturabo tightens his jaw, and you can hear his teeth and bone groaning as he clenches a hand into a fist and snaps the edge of the planner he was holding.

"You will lose nothing but time you'd have otherwise spent censuring them. My workers are not vain glory hounds, they ever strive for improvement. Of all men, they are the most suitable candidates for you to experiment with this, silken touched, approached" You continue on warily, backing away to show you aren't forcing him to do anything nor that you think his own approach of rebuking and savaging his subordinates for every mistake was incorrect

"If it will keep you from meddling further" He grumbles under his breath, eyes slanted and face wrinkled with annoyance as he takes a deep breath, and then releases it, and then takes another as he undergoes a great struggle inward to act against his instincts and manners taught to him in the jealous and clambering courts of Olympia

"You..." He says, pausing as he reminds himself of the pronunciation of Long-Jianese names, and speaking halting after as he is still mastering your native tongue "Shoon. The issues that make your personal inclusions to the palace designs, are that you cling too stubbornly to outdated techniques, wasting resources and showing an utter lack of personal creativity. Not only does this make your work unsuitable for the palace of so high an authority, but it overall reduces the effectiveness of the palace as defensive structure. You'd waste manpower and time to fell and transport trees that take centuries to grow to the side you require for the pillars you'd have support the upper floor of the servant's wing"
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>>5965304

Shun frowns, but he no longer looks on the verge of outright panic, having his mistakes explained, if not gently, than at least plainly, gives him something to work with and explain himself.

"It was a purely symbolic addition, to show that the new dynasty stood atop different foundations and had different pillars to the lords of the Yan, I hadn't foreseen how that would weaken the structure if it came under attack. And I was aware of the expenses to gather such resources, but I had already procured the lumber, they had been felled in a storm earlier this year and had transported them to the city...I..I had forgotten to include that in my notes, in my excitement" he explains meakly, head bowed as Perturabo's frown deepens with the creases on his brow

"Because you never imagined the palace to be attacked" he says, to scold the man, but even though he is not speaking kindly, Shun takes his words as revelation

"A most foolish and arrogant mistake" He admits with a nod "And I realize I am slow to adapt, and that my traditional sensibilities make me unsuitable for this paramount duty, as I will only endanger our beloved emperor while I remain blinded by nostalgia of my previous work and willfully ignorant of what the future may bring. I should have learned this lesson, there is no excuse for my folly"

You smirk like a jackal that has just caught a field mouse as Perturabo's eyes widen as if he himself has received a revelation, and he nearly reels and takes a step back as if he was assailed by a tree snapping gale. He blinks twice, composes himself and nod.

"Hmm, on second thought, casting aside an artist such as you would be a waste. I shall leave you in charge of the less vital perimeters, the garden walk would make good use of the lumber you procured, build a..hah, what do you call them. Pavilion" He says, sounding less stressed and tightly wound now as he turns to his next subject, snapping his fingers once to recall their name as he takes this experiment into its second stage "Chen. Your submission for concrete foundations is not properly supported and it will quickly deteriorate due to ground water seepage and other environmental strains. Making the entire wing a hazard. You are treating it like it is liquid stone and mortar. I have studied the durability of the concrete commonly used on this world, the type you requested, while cheap, is not enduring. If instead you used the form often used in public works, such as the hydroponic dams you previously worked on, it would still require much more internal reinforcing"

"I didn't think the materials used for public works would be suitable for a palace" Chen weakly defends

"That is a personal opinion, with proper carving and dying, it would stand side by side the jade you Long-Jianese so adore. If you insist upon using a subpar material..." Perturabo says, frustration building within and seeping into his tone
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>>5965305

"I understand" Chen relents, broken immediately by your brother's scathing retort "I...withdraw from this project, I am not worthy of partaking in it, I allowed common arrogance and the belief that expensive materials are always more desirable to cloud my judgement"

Perturabo freezes, almost like a computer that has ran into an unexpected error in its coding. He looks to Chen and then to you, before rubbing his eyes and changing subjects

"Chang...Changpu" he says, struggling to pronounce the next man's name "The reason your work was rejected outright, is because the measurements you provided for the inner walls do not effectively use the space provided, they are too thin and yet take up too much space, but are built in such a way that restricts ease of access to the battlements from within the palace grounds. While hiding the entrance ways through the use of angles and blind spots in perception, was inspired, it will confuse during a siege. I could break this wall before...tch, rice was finished boiling"

Changpu coughs, and covers their mouth, as if they were about to cough up a mouthful of blood

"Instead of your plan, I am going to use additional walls to mask the stairways and provide additional cover" Perturabo explains "Increasing the density of the walls, fortifying them without giving up space for the imperial gardens or intruding in the sightlines laid out by the overseer of the upper terraces, who, showing greater foresight, had them reinforced to bear the weight of heavy artillery platforms or even orbital defense systems. They can provide both strategic value in a siege and aesthetic value otherwise, however, Meifeng, the reason I scraped your proposal for the new imperial gardens, was not because you worked with Changpu to incorporate them into his walls, it is because the main path through them is not only undefendable, it mars the presentation of the gardens, cutting through them without any attempt to incorporate it within them"

"When Lieren cut through the bone devouring"

"THIS IS NOT A MONUMENT TO MY BROTHER!" Perturabo roars furiously "it is the palace of the emperor, if you wish to honor Lieren, do not make use of this project to do so, do not use any project to do so, you simpleton, except if that is the express purpose. You'd weaken the image of the imperial dynasty, honoring others within their own abode. I have studied Jinhai's military deeds, while I disagree heavily with his fickle approach to combat, the design inspired by the native water ways of the Dai region, honors the man you serve and is much more easily defendable without detracting from the intended beauty of the garden. Away with you. You may serve your replacement but I shall not speak another word to a fool who hides behind another's reputation to mask their mistakes"
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>>5965306

Though he does not admit it, your brother in the end agrees with your suggestion, finding it more efficient than simply castigating and reprimanding his workers without further explanation, though that is in part because the Long-Jianese architects will admit their follies when confronted with them and both them and the engineers are always striving to improve. You do not know the character of the subordinates he has on Olympia, but you can tell your brother is delighted by the results and the chance to oversee a project whose workers do not take offense or refuse to accept even light criticism. Though he does still prune and weed the taskforce working under him, the cuts are less severe than they were previously, as he finds other uses for architects, designers and electricians that he was prepared to toss aside completely, after taking time to discuss their faults and hear their reasons for their more shoddy work, though only if he found their logic and reasoning agreeable and sound.


"I am stunned they consider me harsh but fair" He says, apropos of nothing as the two of you lead his chosen few direct subordinates to redraft the plans according to his revisions and redesigns, the members of your ministry whom he actually praised and commended for their work prior to his oversight "Even those I sent away didn't appear to hold me in contempt. How strange. Though they will not have many chances to carry out any grudges they may hold against me, I must admit that...worked out better than I had anticipated. They barely argued and came to...almost seem to idolize me"

"The Journey teaches self improvement is an endless road, perfection is an ideal that can never be truly reached only pursued" You answers vaguely as you watch the clouds pass by

"You reason they accepted their public censuring because it will drive them to improve?" He divines, glancing from the corner of his eyes "Rather than wallowing in their wounded pride at being humiliated? If only that was a trait all of mankind shared, common sense. But, I doubt this same silk glove approach would get me anywhere on Olympia"

"They've seen your genius before, brother, you only need to find those who are not so blinded by vanity to think themselves your superior despite the overwhelming evidence to the contrary" You explain with a shrug as you walk ahead of him "Which I admit, will be difficult, considering the prevalence of paranoia and self serving ambitions on your world, but not impossible, I think"

"I can think of ways" Perturabo vaguely alludes, rubbing the bottom of his chin "to make use of both to my own ends, though that would require me to find upon my world, talents and minds worthy of putting forth the effort, like the intellectuals amongst the chaff of the workers you've entrusted to my command"

You nod and the two of you head to the site where you will introduce him to Jinhai, along with Magnus

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>>5965307

However, the walk there will take time, even if both of your sprinted full tilt there. Long enough that silence will hang and grow tiresome. And there is much yet you wish to say to your brother.

What do you tell Perturabo, Lieren?

>Simply that he's greatly improved the design for the palace and you anticipate seeing it brought to reality, congratulating him for a job well done

>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures.

>Mention the peculiar quality of Shangralan fog and mist, and how it interferes with most kinds of sensors and arrays much like it does with ordinary sight.

>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision

>Write in
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>>5965308
>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision
>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures

Perhaps perty should write a book?
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>>5965308
>Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now did and those later will.
>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures.
>Mention the peculiar quality of Shangralan fog and mist, and how it interferes with most kinds of sensors and arrays much like it does with ordinary sight.
Let's get him thinking about the future a little more, setting the stage as it were.
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>>5965324
I support this, But will add

>Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now did and those later will.

Its really very nice to see Pert enjoying himself and met with Longjianese journeymen. The best critics are harsh but utterly fair, because plain truth improves all the better.
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>>5965360
Supporting
That's a good idea. We don't want perty decimating his legion like canon.
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>>5965308
>Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now did and those later will.
>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures.
>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision
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>>5965308
>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision
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>>5965324
>>5965360
Supporting these.
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>>5965308
>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision

>Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now did and those later will.
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>>5965308


>>5965407
+1

As for the "Petty" rebellion, he could establish a War College or Architects Guild to gather would-be experts and teach them his ideas. Maybe even write a Manual of Warfare that contains his ideas that could serve as a textbook for the institute (Have Calliphone pen a couple chapters under an alias, Perturabo should love that idea). Not only would he find some of those who already have 'talents and minds worthy' among the students but he would convert a small number of those who would otherwise be worthless to his way of thinking. By mostly only passing and further teaching those who are actually willing to learn, upon graduating/certification, their skills would speak to his superior methods. The students talents could help silence the critics and perhaps even humiliate them in mock battles/competitions.
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>>5965460
>and perhaps even humiliate them in mock battles/competitions
Perty DOES like blowing his opposition out of the water. Not to mention his penchant for wargaming...
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Why not just have Perty recruit from AdMech? They’d practically worship his aptitude with tech. Though the Singularitarianist faction would probably gravitate towards Lieren and ship-sisters.
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>>5965460
Perhaps it might be a good idea to have him pen a work on architectural styles and design that could do stuff like
>speaking of benefits and flaws of different approaches
>which purposes that each can be best used for
>which styles work together to make a structure or sets of adjacent structures look good and aid in the execution of the purpose they are made for
>which styles clash and make a structure or sets of adjacent structures look bad or hinder the purpose they are built for
and so on. A Philosophy for Construction to go alongside the Philosophy for Destruction that the Manual of Warfare would be.
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>>5965480
>Perturabo should pen a treatise on Warfare and Construction
>Warfare and Construction
>Creation and Destruction
>Life and Death
>Black and White
>Yin and Yang
ALL ROADS LEAD BACK TO THE JOURNEY I SWEAR
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>>5965308 #
>Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now did and those later will.
>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures.
>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision
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>>5965308
>>5965360
This please
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>>5965308
>>Simply that he's greatly improved the design for the palace and you anticipate seeing it brought to reality, congratulating him for a job well done
>>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures.
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>>5965482
Everything is the journey. The journey is everything.
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>>5965308
>Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now did and those later will.
>Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures.
>That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision
Perhaps he might do more on Olympia now with what he is learning in Shangrila. A book or an academy or a group, something for him to think beside the many books he read. He could begin educating and interacting, with people close to his vision or that might accept it on their own.
The birth of a new Olympia.

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>>5965460
>>5965480
I like these ideas
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Calling the vote now, sorry for the wait, hope easter treated you well.


That you enjoyed seeing him so happy, speaking with those with open minds and intelligence enough to grasp his vision:9

Suggest he commit a "Petty" rebellion, by forcing his ideas through on Olympia, since he cannot be stopped from doing so beyond societal pressures:9

Speak of your own Legion and when first you met, how even your sons required patience and guidance to better themselves, much as those working under Perturabo now:10

Mention the peculiar quality of Shangralan fog and mist, and how it interferes with most kinds of sensors and arrays much like it does with ordinary sight.:1

total votes: 13

So Lieren will speak of his own legion and his first meeting with them, and suggest Perturabo consider a "Petty" rebellion to enshrine his ideas on olympia, before admitting that he enjoyed seeing him happy and in his element with open minded and sagacious individuals

Writing now
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"Even Jade must be cut and refined" You say as if it were an idle thought, watching the clouds revealed through the mists and fog parted and burned away by city lights.

"Pardon?" Perturabo questioned, having grown accustomed to the silence, using it to scheme out the renovation of the Imperial palace and where work would begin when it was time to start.

"It is a saying, I cannot claim that it is old wisdom or to know who first spoke it or when" You explain, turning your gaze down from the heavens back to the world beneath them and your brother "But I was reminded of it, while thinking of my gene-sons, and how despite them being remade and altered to become the epitome of warriors and soldiers intended to wage war on a galactic scale, they required refinement when I first met them, like jade just pulled from the ground"

"I find that terribly hard to believe, considering their apparent effectiveness in the exercises" He answered, somewhat suspiciously but not fully disbelieving your claim, despite what his body language and facial expression would have others believe themselves

"Their bonds of brotherhood, so strong upon distant Terra, were fraying. They had, through Dae-Hyun, heard a portion of my world view, my three beliefs, my philosophy, and the journey I had walked that had lead me to them" You explain as Perturabo nods

"So you contacted him as you and Magnus contacted me, the means of which you found me still being one of the few mysteries that stubbornly alludes me" He remarked off handedly "I presume, they didn't listen as closely as you'd hoped"

"They singled out the words they were drawn to the most, and ignored everything else that had been said, they took portions of lessons to heart, but not the spirit of the gift as it was presented in its whole" You explain with a nod "They, the second legion of our father's galatic ambitions, were renowned for their comradery before, but this strife had them become dubbed as the Chimera legion or the fractured legion, as these philosophical differences created cracks in their warrior brotherhood"

"Is that why your legion numbers scarcely over two hundred?" He asks after a halting moment, treading carefully around the subject, showing true concern in that split second of hesitation approaching the subject

"They are veterans entrusted to me by our father, to win a battle that will endured in the psyche of Long-Jia long after we both have returned to dust" You answer with a shake of your head "No, they simply drifted apart in their zeal to appease a distant, ideal vision of a father they had not yet met, to make me proud"

"The lecture they received must've shattered their new world views" Perturabo says chuckling with amusement, though you see how his shoulders slack and relax as he hears the truth of the matter "Though I can't imagine you being overly critical"
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"That was not the only flaw within them, but all men have flaws. They were warriors, weapons. I wished them to be men" You explain, stopping your tongue from continuing 'As I chose to be', and instead say "So I taught them arts, encouraged them to find hobbies beyond their tireless training and preparation for battle. I overlooked their petty vices and brotherly games, partook of them myself. They were always excellent warriors, but, when wars end and peace settles, what use is a sword but to be beaten into a plow? I wished them to be more than spears and pointed guns, though they were, to my understanding, far closer to base humanity than some other legions. The soldiers you saw fighting with them...they left home and family out of comradery shared with my sons"

Perturabo nodded along, rubbing his chin as he listened, measuring each new piece of information and weighing its meaning and purpose, why it is being told to them.

"So it was not difficult guiding them to better themselves. All they required was my guidance and my patience, my understanding. Especially concerning some prejudices they held before arriving to my service" You continue on, flicking open a fan and using it as you walked "Much as your own sons will require, to be shaped into the warriors or men you desire them to be, much as others you will meet will need, like the architects and engineers presently working under you"

"Even jade needs to be cut and refined, I see" Perturabo says with a sagely nod, eyes still closed "Despite their impressive performance and abilities, they still needed to be, well, not beaten into shape, but refined as you said"

"And not just as men, though they are impressive warriors, there were somethings they had yet to learn, and one can never truly call themselves the perfect ideal of anything, even a soldier. A lion may devoured by mice, if there are enough of them" You explain blithely "Though I am curious, of how your first meeting with your legion will go. Ours took place not far from here, in that meadow of flowers beneath the shade cast by a school built in memory of a lost friend. I remember how, even as battle hardened veterans, they were nervous yet eager to earn merely my acceptance, and when I gave them my approval and pride, oh they were more joyous than spring rain after a long drought"

"I wonder, is that part of their genetic tampering and indoctrination to be fearless warriors of mankind" Perturabo idly mused "Or a natural affection on their part"

"I am certain your sons will be as eager and at times desperate for your approval and affection, as my own were. Filial piety is in no short supply in the Astartes" You chuckle, as Perturabo tightens his jaw and grinds his teeth

"I do not care if they love me" He lies as easily as he breathes "I was simply wondering if it is programed into their psyche or if that loyalty is trained then earned"

"A good father shall have loyal sons" You answer, making your brother chortle in amusement
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>>5967793

"You'd be laughed out of Olympia, saying that" He sneers, though not meanly "They'd assume it was a joke or one of those nonsensical koans your people delight in. I'd be a fool to scorn such valuable troops, before hammering out their faults. An easy task, if your scions are to be taken as the standard. If I have time free, I may ask them of the fourth legion, Older brother "

"You did not simply tell Dae-hyun the designation of your gestation pod?" You ask as you snap your fan close "And, while it may seem an easy task, I'd suggest putting the fundamentals of it into motion via a "Petty rebellion" of thought and ideals, something that would not break your oath to your father, and spread your beliefs with only societal pressures as an opposing force"

"I was entranced by so renowned a warrior, who hasn't heard of the bear of Terra" Perturabo sarcastically answer shaking his head "And that would earn me far more enemies than I already have"

"The ire of the shortsighted is often lost in the mists" You answer, looking at him from the corner of his eyes "And you have nothing to fear from such petty strifes, born of lesser minds"

"Oh but they will haunt me, hound me, work against me in all ways they can, undermine me and my vision" Perturabo says with a vicious glint in his eyes, as satisfaction blooms in his heart "Oh they will brand me another foolish son of my fool of a father"

"With whose backing their complaints shall be silenced to rueful murmurs and jealous whispers" You argue as he throws his hands up in the air

"He would never dare weaken his position, allowing me to hammer society into a more perfect form" He sadly replies

"The shortsighted are easily lost in the mist" You answer with a variation of the earlier idiom, raising up one finger along the flat of your fan "Tyrants cannot see far beyond their own palaces. He values your knowledge, your shrewd mind, he knows the worth of you, he recognizes the benefits your contributions to technology and warfare bring"

"You think a tyrant of Olympia will be as easily baited as those you contended with here?" He replies quietly, conspiritorially

"You name him a fool. Fools, of all kinds of men, are the most alike to one another, even across the span of stars" You answer plainly "Separate the grain from the chaff, polish the rice, and cook it"

he frowns

"Translation. Find those with hidden talents or overlooked genius, teach them, shape them into my ideal subordinates, to play host to my personal vision" He says, rubbing his temple as if it aches "So their skills would speak of my superior methods, and silence those who seek to undo my efforts behind my back, quieting the critics"

"And imagine how humiliating it would be, for say, a shepherd with a mind for numbers, outdoing the trusted mathematician of a high lord" You sneer back as Perturabo savors the thought like a hard candy, reveling in the mere idea of such a thing.
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>>5967795

"Perhaps I shall. I admit, it would be wonderful to hear others so fervently repeat my wisdom to others, and be understood and looked to as a superior intellect" He chuckles, low, almost dangerous as you smile behind his back

"Just, one more thing" You begin

"A petty rebellion does not include hangings" He jests, glancing back to see your brilliant, glowing smile

"I enjoyed seeing you so happy and carefree, were you were supposed to be, amongst open minds and those intelligent enough to grasp your grandiose visions" You say humbly and earnestly, cupping your fist and bowing "Like a panther in the fog"

A smile slowly dawns on his face

"I...thank you, Lieren" he says a moment later, uncertain of what else to say to you.
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Jinhai wished he did not need to wear his battlefield regalia. While the fish scaled armor was easy wearing in battle, it was weighty and unpleasant while off the battlefield. He'd much prefer to be wearing his daily imperial attire, rather than his armor designed to evoke both carp and dragons. He had managed to convince his new guards that the helmet was unnecessary, as all of the inbuilt sensors within its visor had began searing his eyes as he sat upon his traveling throne, waiting to meet this Magnus and Perturabo.

Lady Qian had given them standing orders to be on guard, he couldn't fault them for being obedient and loyal, but he thought his spymaster was overly cautious. The kin of Lieren would never be any danger to Shangrala or her people, and certainly never him or his family. They were brothers, no bound by blood, but by a shared dream and promise. But, worrying his wife and servants had no purpose, and a little discomfort was nothing he couldn't endure. Tapping his fingers on the arms of his throne, he watched the throng and stream of courtiers, nobles and officials who earned their position through merit and ability, as they spoke highly of both of Lieren's brothers. How Magnus delighted in the customs and culture of their people, how Perturabo endeavored to ensure his safety and he wished he had Lieren's gift for reading others, to see what they were not telling him.

A messenger appeared, shouting and blaring on a mechanically powered horn, that the time for the long awaited audience had come and for the two brothers of Lieren to be presented and introduced to the emperor. Jinhai himself.

Sitting up straight, Jinhai retrieved his helmet, setting it on one arm of the throne while a servant placed the Mian Guan atop his head and eleven strands of eleven beads entered his vision.
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He was shocked, when the first of the brothers, appeared, gliding across the air. More so that he was red and taller than Lieren than the display of psykerist power. He maintained a composed, dignified expression that Daiyu and Qian Xia had tutored him to default to while in public, stroking his beard as he watched a second young man more a boy than a man of a darker Vishnu or Shuni shade of Skin, maybe Zoroast, enter the facade palace behind the oddly dressed giant, dressed in similar fashion to him. Shades of desert sands beneath a blazing sun.

"Behold, the son of heaven, the first emperor of Long-Jia, the war hero, the Qilin rider, the breaker of Dai, the genius of shifting tides! Long Jia Jinhai" The same messenger bellows "Present yourself, Magnus of Prospero!"

And in perfect Long-Jianese, the red giant introduced himself, deigning to touch the ground and kneel respectfully his way as the crowd around him murmured. Jinhai heard enough to know the favorite theory for why he was so...red, was that he must be an even more dangerous fighter than either Lieren or the oft rumored Angron.

"Rise, Son of Prospero" Jinhai said in a booming voice, lifting up his hand "And come to my side, I would like to hear stories of your world, Sorcerer king"

Jinhai smirked, seeing the planners of this ceremony go pale faced as they realized what he had known all a long, that Magnus was of foreign royalty. It was a harmless faux pas on their part, one that wouldn't bother Magnus if he shared any characteristics with his golden eyed brother, but one needed to stir the pot ever now and again

"Shall I entertain his magnanimousity with an account of Tizca?" Magnus chuckled, no doubt reading his intent as Jinhai felt him touch the surface of his mind while a few courtiers quietly panicked and some of the spider's webs shook in their boots "And its beauty, that is peerless beneath the shifting sky of Propsero?"

Jinhai answered with an approving lift of his hand.

And found that Magnus had just as poetic a tongue as his brother, as all who heard him speak of the rebuilt wonder of the city wept, embittered that they would be unable to witness its beauty first hand, that they could not behold the grandeur of an otherworld kingdom rebuilt by the hands of another giant. And Jinhai did not think any of them were wary of the man who he addressed like the long dead Kamal Kanon, as a king of sorcerers.

"Behold, the son of heaven, the first emperor of Long-Jia, the war hero, the herald of phoenixes, the subjugator of Xue, the end of bloodshed, the radiant one! Long-Jia Jinhai!" The herald cried as a shorter giant with a judging and disappointed scowl and shaved head strode in with a little girl at his side, with ink black hair curious wonder in her young eyes. and soldiers who seemed intimidated by Jinhai's mere existence followed behind here.
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The power structure there was clear enough that one didn't have to be Lieren to see it. There was a pause as the officials tried to quickly discern Perturabo's social standing, before the man himself walked up and knelt on one knee

"I've heard stories of you accomplishments, I am impressed. That is a rare accolade indeed" he said curtly as he rose and then repeated his name and introduced his sister, Calliphone, as Magnus raised a cup while Amon paused his explanation for the runes they both wore on their belts "Brother"

"Perturabo" Magnus said with a nod

"I would, if it is permitted, discuss with you why your palace requires so much grazing area for this Qilin creature" Perturabo began, to the horror of the more uptight and protocol and etiquette obsessed of his flock of hanger ons

"Oh, you mean my pet" Jinhai exclaimed happily, sitting up a bit straighter "I was told it needed more exercise to be a suitable stud for a herd found in the Zoroast provinces, by a tribe of Nomadic Angra, and wished an area to be prepared for him and his future mates"

"Angra" Perturabo rolled the term in his mouth "Ah, one of the subspecies present on this planet, may I show the emperor my revised plans for his palace"

Jinhai leaned forward, seeing Lieren standing in the entrance to his temporary court, smiling just as amusedly as he was, by the courts confusion of how to deal with his brothers

"And the payment to be given to your father" Jinhai said with a smile "And Lieren, come, sit with your brothers, send a messenger to fetch his father and bride, and her sisters, while we wait for our friend Angron and the"

He glanced to look at his friend's expression, and saw that he still wanted to leave the last guest welcomed as a surprise, as he did with those visitors of an entirely other species from the rest of them

"Final guest" he decided to phrase it as, as Perturabo nodded and bid his sister to introduce herself in passable Long-Jianese. Not everyone could be as cunning a linguist as Lieren and his brothers and Long-Jianese was a difficult language to learn, let alone master.
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"I must ask, why you didn't simply poison the toad dragon or crush it beneath the walls of the canyon it took as its lair" Perturabo questioned as you refilled his glass of plum wine "The rubble could've been cleared and used in the construction of your road"

"Then stories would be told of its survival, and my workers would be too scared to work as quickly as they had before" You laugh as you pull up the glass and offer it to Jinhai and Daiyu in turn, who both, with temperance, refuse a second glass of the vintage your father had been credited to making as he'd recently been gifted an orchard of juicy and sweet plum trees

"Superstitions have great power" Amon says, still green around the neck from when you slipped him a thimble of dragon's spit.
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"This beverage has great power" Magnus joked as he coughed, eyes watering from the remaining half of a thimble of Dragon's spit, that was then passed to Perturabo, who eyed it warily "And I believe, in accordance to our treaty, it is your turn to tell a tale, Perturabo"

And at the moment, Jinhai rose to announce the arrival of Angron, and you could tell both Magnus and Perturabo were more interested in meeting him than continuing exchanging stories

"Be wary of that spirit" Wenyan warned "It is a dangerous thing with a foul taste"

"Though many suffer it, thinking it symbolic of the bitterness of life" Kanzeon laughed

"Most who do are drunk scholars" Daiyu tittered

"Or bask" Mari added quietly

"Gimme" Anahita snorted, reaching for a bottle of the stuff "It can't be that bad'

"Don't turn of your taste receptors" Al-uzza scolded "It is most unbecoming to show off in front of the imperial family"

"Oh spoil sport" Anahita laughed as she set the bottle down and Kanzeon batted Liberty's hand away from it as she tried to sneakily pull it under the table.

How do you welcome Angron, Lieren?

>Wait for him here, while he has his numerous victories proclaimed for all to hear

>Leave this midday meal with Jinhai and your brothers, and exchange war stories as you meander back to the temporary imperial court.

>Mention to Perturabo and Magnus your spar with him, and raise the question which of you four would win in a free for all

>Decide that now is the time to tell them who else is invited to your wedding. And that you should force Eldrad to mingle and partake in these ceremonies as well

>Write in

Also, imagine what is going on the heads of those soldiers Dammekos' sent to escort perturabo and Calliphone.

They were expecting being sent to an isolated, backwater city state

And then instead get Long-Jia and all the wonders Lieren has brought to it.
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>>5967802
>>Wait for him here, while he has his numerous victories proclaimed for all to hear
>>Decide that now is the time to tell them who else is invited to your wedding. And that you should force Eldrad to mingle and partake in these ceremonies as well

YES. Time to teach Perturabo the health benefits of trolling
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>>5967802
>Get eldrad in here. Dont mention emps
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>>5967813
And like >>5967821 said, don't mention Big E.
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>>5967813
>>5967821
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>>5967813
>>5967821
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Meeting Dad should be a happy surprise.
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>>5967802
>Wait for him here, while he has his numerous victories proclaimed for all to hear
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>>5967793

Somehow reading about Lieran here gave me strong vibes of what he would appear as if his philosophy ever became inverted. A type of benevolent nirvanic creator and teacher capable of great subtly layered atop an inhuman perception of the universe who incidentally also appears very similar to a Ctan or man of iron when his golden face of understanding is stripped away.
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>>5967802
>>Wait for him here, while he has his numerous victories proclaimed for all to hear
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>>5968291
Evil Lieren be like
>"I will state my points clearly and concisely."
>"I won't mislead my friends for a laugh."
>"Chaos isn't that bad."
>"Baseline humans suck at fighting."
>"Tea is kinda nasty, not gonna lie."
>"I actually will fuck my giant wife."
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>>5967802
>Wait for him here, while he has his numerous victories proclaimed for all to hear
>Decide that now is the time to tell them who else is invited to your wedding. And that you should force Eldrad to mingle and partake in these ceremonies as well

>Don't tell Dad
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>>5967802
>Also, imagine what is going on the heads of those soldiers Dammekos' sent to escort perturabo and Calliphone.
>They were expecting being sent to an isolated, backwater city state
>And then instead get Long-Jia and all the wonders Lieren has brought to it.

There's a possibility that if they end up asking a bit more about the history of the world and find out that despite the current prosperity, the planet was, within living memory, leagues worse than they have ever heard anywhere on Olympia could be like.
So, they think back on what Perturabo was prevented from doing by court politics or other reasons, as well as what he did manage to get through. And this makes them conclude that they were holding Perturabo back from becoming the greater of the two worlds.
Which makes them turn into Perturabo's strongest supporters because they want to atone for this (mayhap some have lost family to things that they believe or are certain could have been prevented?).
Perhaps this desire for atonement even start to turn into mini-Iron Warriors, so Perturabo is forced into a position where he has to tangle with an equivalent to his Legion's canon culture with the realizations Lieren helped give him at the start of this very thread and elsewhere.

Maybe that conflict initially triggers with a promising soldier getting crippled or killed in a legitimate accident during intense training, making Perturabo remember this bit:
>"Even jade needs to be cut and refined, I see" Perturabo says with a sagely nod, eyes still closed "Despite their impressive performance and abilities, they still needed to be, well, not beaten into shape, but refined as you said"
and he realizes that this culture only has them being beaten into shape, not properly refined.
With potential that he has to work with Calliphone to stop her father from making things worse since said father wants soldiers with that mindset (sorta taking up the role of canon Perterabo, especially his weaknesses).
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>>5968520
Frankly we need to send gifts back with him. Including something nice and big and threatening.

A knight might be too much but not a heavy tank.
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>>5968782
What about a Cui Warmonger? They still use horses on Olympia, right?
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>>5968810
Lol lmao.
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>>5968810
Ye but a horse is a horse. Someone to wow those back in olympia of something that they cannot hope to match.

Imagine if we sent dragons home with Pert.
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I got it.
TWO HORSES.
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>>5968782
What if we give Perturabo resources and time to build something of his own? Something that he can wield and is unwilling to give up. That would be a powerful show of station.
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I was thinking. For our niche shall we get into gene stuff? no Primarch has that spec and we could do alot of good.
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Magnus sat within the get Pyramid of his home sorting through tomes mundane and arcane. The latest additions gathered by his sons out in the wider Imperium from far flung worlds whose cultures he hoped would offer some wisdom worthy of remembrance. But he felt strange, despite the warming adepts, even Amon being at his side he felt....lonely? It saddened him so much in the moment he put down the scroll he'd been examining at stepped outside to look over the balcony to overlook his word's capital. It was all there but somehow it felt less hopeful yet he couldn't put his finger on it? He moved back to his study and sunk into a chair sitting in silence wracking his mind as to what could be plaguing him so and after a moment his brow furrowed; he couldn't remember?

Having clearly noticed his friends absence Amon entered the chamber and spoke quietly concern clear in his tone;

“Are you alright Magnus?”

The Crimson King was lost in thought....why couldn't he remember? He turned to his friend his own self doubt evidently clear for Amon stepped closer...

“What is it, what has happened?”

Magnus went through his mind, gaps? Clear cuts within his mind....he felt a wave of nausea...he felt something roll down his cheek?

Amon was before him now looking him hard in the eye; “Speak to me Magnus”

The Primarch of the Thousand Sons looked his old friend in the eye and a whirlwind of emotions crossed between them, his teacher placed a hand upon his shoulder to reassure him but something caught his eye? It was a simple ring...Magnus didn't recognise it.

“Where did you get this?” he asked,

Amon looked at the ring dismissively; “i've always had it since...well I don't remember but what does it matter it's just a ring?”

Magnus rose for he now knew the feeling,, his mind had been tampered with...by who? When? For what purpos- he froze.... the Lost.

Slowly the Sorceror King turned about his chamber taking care to keep his mind still, to filter all things out until he understood...

Something in his mind clicked and he heard a voice; “Empty your mind”.

He began to weep yet he spun his head around searching for the source of the voice.

It was Amon's Ring, it was an overlooked carved figure upon his desk, it emanated from a single piece of half burnt parchment upon his wall.

He as swept the things away and gripped his skull; it hurt.

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https://youtu.be/ipCIlaij39E

Upon Terra the Master of Mankind ceased his work and felt a tingle work it's way down his spine.

“Did you feel that Malcador?” He spoke without looking away from where the sky should be even through the ancient depths of the Imperial Dungeons

“-I did...it seems our efforts were not enough...”

he froze for both he and his friend were looking into the dark of the high shadowed roof above them, Golden eyes stared back and the room began to feel colder and colder breath becoming a fine mist.

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Magnus's eyes bled as they burnt radiant gold, he roared and shook the whole Pyramid, images flashed before his eyes, memories, feelings, hopes; his brother.

He remembered celebration, fighting beside a shadow his mind struggled to fill out, he remembered unbound joy, he heard laughter...wedding bells, he remembered...he remembered a quiet night upon a far flung world.

“Our Father summons me to Terra brother, i'm sure we'll be reunited once more soon enough. What over Shangrala while I'm gone!” The shadow laughed and smiled, mist hiding his features but for those eyes.

Shangrala....the word was the last piece and his mind was whole once more.

“Lieren-” He whispered aloud first in sadness, his brother....his father had...no...impossible...he wouldn't he couldn't?! he...

He recalled how Dorn, Russ and Mortarion had also been called back to terra...but only Lieren had...

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Amon's worry was swiftly becoming a dread, Magnus had once been weeping having overturned his own study but now...now the sky was growing dark, the tears had stopped. Magnus was shaking and all things stood still the Primarch's rage palpable in the world. Lightning lashed out, a fog decended, Magnus's face was looked in a snarl of unfathomable fury.

"Tyrant" whispered the shadows of the room.

“No Father of mine” he murmured, eyes ablaze like suns.
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>>5969455
But Magnus is better at that.
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>>5969455
I think we don't really have one specialization and that sort of goes well with our legion of chimeras.
Primarchs are sort of good at anything they set their mind to, if anything I'd say we are like Vulkan, Lorgar and Corvus put in a blender; we are better at aligning people to our worldview and shaping philosophies but with a more humane yet revolutionary approach
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>>5969455
If anything our specialty as far as the emperors original plan was simply efficiency. Being able to absorb as much data as possible like a machine and charting the most efficient path to whatever the emperor designates.

And you can still see reflections of that in leirens character, just hidden behind an actual personality with emotions.
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>>5969630
I think we can categorize Lieren's psyche into 3 distinct parts, the man, the machine, and the monster (The Ogre).
Fits nicely into the ego, id, and super-ego slots.
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>>5969630

Counterpoint: As a creation of the Emperor with one of the most powerful minds in human history, our once-dullb machine-like mind subconsciously determined that the ideal path for efficiency was to create a likeable personality. Humans listen to other humans they like, they're more willing to go along with risky plans if made by somebody they trust, and more likely to push beyond their limits for a friend in need.

Our meat computer concluded that to increase efficiency towards our Father's plans, we needed to optimize our emotions.

This also explains why We hate so strongly, and why we have to quell the Ogre so frequently: Hate and spite are powerful motivators to accomplish, but too much can spill over into recklessness.


Anyhow, how long until Malal reveals that we're all either:
A court of Malice daemons and advisors vying for His approval.

A collection of (mostly) benevolent warp spirits who filled Lieren's empty vessel.

Mindwiped fragments of Men of Gold given a second chance as Man of Meat
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>>5969607
I personally see us as being most similar to Perturabo < Lorgar < Fulgrim < Lion < Magnus < Kurze < and Sanginius in that order. We actually have a scary amount of overlap with Fulgrim and Lorgar. I say we are most similar to Perturabo for obvious reasons and because when offered literally any job we chose to be an architect. Fun fact, Fulgrim was the only canonical primarch to take wives.
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>>5969645
So my theory is that each primarch was likely made in part from the souls/essences of minor/dead warp gods so it's possible that we were made from a minor god of chaos undivided/god of order.
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Majorkill had the same thought about them as he said the special sauce needed to create them. Fabius Bile managed to create true clones of the primarchs, but they lacked the special sauce, therefore they were weaker than the original, which allowed Abadon to kill the Horus clone.
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Calling the vote now, sorry for the long wait. Delay was due to the weakness of the flesh this time. Specifically that I cut the fuck out of my hand while building Gunpla, probably shouldn't have used a dull exacto knife.

Wait for him here, while he has his numerous victories proclaimed for all to hear:9

Decide that now is the time to tell them who else is invited to your wedding. And that you should force Eldrad to mingle and partake in these ceremonies as well:8
-But don't mention Big E:7
-Don't tell big E about Eldrad:1

total votes:10

So Angron will be welcomed by having his victories proclaimed, while Lieren, Magnus and Perturabo wait for him at Jinhai's side

Where Lieren will tell his three brothers that he's invited Eldrad, and welcome The Aeldari to join in on the festivities, but leave out that he's also invited their father.

Writing now

>>5968317
Heh.

>>5969485
>>5969486
Nice music choice, made the already foreboding story even more so, though the ending made me cry. Excellent writing all around, anon, lots of pathos and emotion in it.
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Crossing one leg over the other, you swirl a glass of lemon juice mixed with a water, before using it to cleanse your palate before sneakily snatching a piece of candy Liberty had been eyeing, and giving the youngest of Kanzeon's sisters a mischievous smirk as Perturabo faces down his reflection in the small thimble sized glass of dragon's spit, being egged on to try it by not only Anahita, but Magnus, Wenyan and even his own sister, who finds the thought of seeing him lose his composure from a simple drink to be amusing.

"I for one, cannot wait to meet the heroic son of Nuceria once more" Jinhai stated, loudly enough to be heard by the court as he set a comforting hand over Daiyu's own, turning to her and smiling "Your first meeting with Angron had been terribly short, hopefully this second encounter will be longer, at least long enough for you to see the qualities that made him the beacon of hope and freedom for his enslaved people"

"I hope I will have more time to speak with him than I did during his first visit to our world" Daiyu returns, raising her voice to be heard by the court and the honored few reporters allowed admittance and audience during this most historic of days.

"This isn't poisoned is it?" Perturabo wheezes, eyes watering from sipping the edge of the thimble of spirits "I've tasted lethal doses of Olympia's most potent toxins, and they were refreshing compared to this, tch, drink"

"It is very much an acquired taste, made from the guts of a certain species of river fish" You chuckle as you take the thimble from him "And traditionally, if its bouquet of aroma and bitter tastes are unpalatable, it is mixed with fruit juice and other sweeteners to lessen both"

"Bastard" Perturabo growls bitterly as Magnus pinches his nose

"It could wake the dead from their slumber, or be used to rose coma victims" He jokes as Perturabo pours himself several glasses of water, that he moves through drinking to wash the bitter tasting and thick textured spirit from his tongue while Calliphone giggles from behind her hands, as Anahita wrestles Liberty away from the table, rough housing with her as Al-Uzza and Mari sit straight back, the very image of etiquette and feminine elegance. Laughing, you lean back into your chair and run a hand through Kanzeon's hair, picking flower petals from it while shaking the perfume sprayed and worked into her locks to fill the air of the court with its sweet fragrance.

Angron arrives

Dressed casually, in the cloths of a common man of Nuceria, unadorned and unarmored, though his choice of fashion puts on display his numerous scars that cover his sun darkened hide. He stands proud and resolute as his achievements and accomplishments are read off by both a former cybernetic gladiator and the official who introduced Magnus and Perturabo.
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His father, Oenomaus, stands at his side, holding his gladius and with the young dragon Eruthrós wrapped around is arm, chirping happily and snapping playfully at the man's recently shorn beard.

Perturabo narrows his eyes as he scrutinizes Angron, taking his measure from a distance and judging him based on his posture, stance and idle expression as Magnus looks over the rim of his wine glass, and also looks over the other primarch with a calculating eye, amiable curiosity clear in his ever shifting, multi colored eyes. Eyes which widen with dull surprise as he senses Angron's natural psionic capability, as Angron also senses Perturabo's stare and dour contemplation of him through that same ability

"Brothers" Angron said with a toothy grin, the kind that could spark a brawl if carelessly made, throwing his arms out as his muscles tense and coil tight, showing off his physicality and strength "To think we'd meet so soon, and for a reason as peaceable as a wedding. Here I thought we'd first meet face to face in the killing fields, faces splattered with blood and weapons covered in gore, but instead, we meet here, in a much more suitable and pleasant occasion, far from the chaos of battle or the grimness of war. And who do we have to thank besides the man and women of the hour, Lieren and the Lucky Lady herself Kanzeon"

"It is better for us to encounter one another outside of the battlefield before we are made to join our forebearer's intergalactic conquests" Perturabo admits, smirking as he is pleasantly surprised by Angron's proud bearing and respectful greeting "If only so we may have a chance to grow accustomed to one another, and used to eachother's presence, rather than being made to scramble to work as a unified front in a war beyond our imagining"

"You haven't seen the memorial of the butcher's war, it isn't beyond one of our imaginings" Angron says somberly, with a thoughtful nod "But yes, it is best that we meet as brothers and foster that familial bond, as I have done with Lieren"

"I've heard enough to know that more terrible wars than it will await beyond our respective terra firma" Perturabo muses "Though the like of it has never visited Olympia, I understand what sort of war we're expected to wage. Lieren, I admit, is the only one of us with experience applicable to waging such a conflict"

"So far, I for one am not leaping at the chance to share his experience, while there is still rebuilding to be done" Angron states neutrally, sensing the often mercurial shifts of Perturabo's emotions as soon as they begin "My people have spent so long under oppression, that there is little culture that has survived untouched by it. Something I seek to undo. And, if I am correct, you are Perturabo, hailing from Olympia. Odd how your dress is similar to mine"
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"Communal memories and culture that endured the vast distances traveled and time spent separated between two off shoots of humanity across the stars" Perturabo answered, pleased to be given a chance to display his shrewd wit "And you are correct, Thal'kyr. I offer my condolences for your unfortunate beginnings"

"I'm sure if you had the means, you'd have fought at my side as well' Angron states confidently, glancing to Magnus and sneering "Ah, and that leaves you as Magnus, the dreams you've given me make me wake up in a cold sweat, magician"

"I beg your pardon, I've simply been trying to establish an enduring astral communication system, as I have done with Lieren and his followers" Magnus kindly replies, running a hand through his mane of hair before sweeping it with a flick of his wrist

"He also possesses Psykerist abilities?" Perturabo questioned

"Angron is an empath" Magnus answers "A blessing and a curse, as I understand it, as the potency of his innate talent is quiet beyond any empath I've encountered on Prospero"

"Heavy is the blade that shares the dying terror of those who it cuts down" You sagely muse as Angron snorts bullishly through his nose

"To put it in less flowery words, A lesser man would be made pacifist by this power, but, I was a killer before I fostered my gift, and have had the good fortune that my opponents have all been the worst breed of bastard, so far" Angron answered for himself "So, it isn't as double edged a blessing as you might think, Brother, and the more I use it, the greater my uses for it become"

"I must wonder if I'm the odd one out, or if my own preternatural abilities have yet to awaken. Or perhaps they have and they are simply more subtle than grandiose displays of power or exaggerated empathetic ability" Perturabo wonders, as you smile and hold your tongue, already considering his innate ability to comprehend the mechanics and function of any and all technology to be the innate ability he's held since birth

"There is probably a method of testing for it, Bo" Calliphone chimes in as Angron marches up to the table, exchanging short but not impolite greetings with Jinhai and Daiyu. Magnus then begins to, with Amon's assistance, list of the various means of testing for psionic ability and prowess while a whimsical thought passes your mind

"Ah, I should invite the other guests to join the festivities, or else they may simply spend the whole affair lurking in the shadows and just at the edge of perception" You states as Kanzeon sighs through her teeth, having a dim view of most of said guests

"Who?" Several voices demand at once

"Eldrad Ulthran, the foremost farseer of Ulthwe, stop hiding your presence and join in the celebration!" You declare loudly, standing and lifting up your cup

"Feel free to leave your hangers on at the door" Kanzeon dully adds with a roll of her eyes as Perturabo frowns and Magnus and Angron's eyes widen in surprise
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"The Aeldari?" Magnus questions

"Ah, one of the aliens who lent a helping hand" Angron recalls as his father shows off the dragon to an amazed Calliphone and Amon, who are both enraptured by the creature

"The eldar, the same species that caused a galactic catastrophe and wrought ruin the work of generations due to arrogance alone. They're...You've invited them to your wedding?" Perturabo balks, more baffled than offended

"My darling can't help but see the best in people, and admittedly, these eldar at least feel ashamed by their ancestors, and this one in particular is a...friend" Kanzeon explains as Al-uzza stammers

"This is a bad idea" She hisses through her teeth as Mari shakes her head

"They aren't so bad" She says quietly as Anahita frowns

"So that's how you incorporated their tech in your designs, kazzy, you cheater" She pouts, tossing an apple at her sister, but Liberty intercepts it

"I'll keep a close eye on the rat bastards!" She declares as she bites into the fruit and chews it loudly, and with her mouth full of pulp, keeps talking "Make certain they don't make things go FUBAR"

"Her linguistics are entirely different than the rest" Perturabo mutters, distracted by Liberty's unique character as Calliphone stares at her, wondering what it is she said as she has only just began learning Long-Jianese

"Haha! The little one is funny, I like her" Angron laughs as Al-Uzza scolds Liberty telepathically and Mari just frowns despondently

"Must you reveal my company so thoughtlessly, Lieren of Shangrala, I was content to wait for the ceremony to begin to reveal myself" Eldrad sighs as he swoops into the court room, which is now abuzz with activity and confusion by his sudden appearance and nature as a non human entity, though no one looks at him with violent intent or fear, due to the teachings of the journey

"And yes, Perturabo of Olympia, that is a, though somewhat crude account of my people's past mistakes, unfortunately an accurate one as well" he continues on, sounding simply tired as Perturabo watches him closely "It was not the first nor the last, but it was perhaps our greatest folly as a species. It is good to see you Magnus, and I am pleased you allowed me my discretion, unlike a certain golden eyed jester"

"You seemed lonely, in the crowd but unobserved, and I believe my family to be better company than your disciples" You giggle, and hide your grinning face behind your sleeve like a maiden girl, mostly to annoy Eldrad more "Come, we have drinks and fresh fruit"

"How did the two of you become friends?" Perturabo asked, giving up on logic for the time being, leaning across the table

"It is a long story" You claim

"It truly is not, that is a stark exaggeration" Eldrad argues back, lifting up his helmeted head as the clamor of the court quiets to whispered gossip and curious murmuring "We share a student, a common acquaintance"

"Carys" Kanzeon answers blithely "One of the few Eldar with anything approaching common sense"
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>>5970854

"One who forsook our ways to instead practice his teachings" Eldrad explains "And while percentage, you may have a point with that insult, I still take offense on their behalf. Nice to see others of your kind active, and I see introductions are in order"

Jinhai turns to you

"I know the word Ulthwe, but who is he?" He asks quietly as Eldrad is introduced to Kanzeon's sister

"The Guozhi of Ulthwe, one of their leaders, the most senior amongst their peerage, a powerful psyker, and the venerable elder of most who are present" You answer back quietly and helpfully, so he doesn't embarrass himself as he greets the unexpected guest "Though I am certain Guozhi himself would argue he is far beneath Eldrad in terms of experience and ability"

"I see, I see" Jinhai mutters, stroking his beard thoughtfully as Eldrad steps forward to introduce and present himself in flawless Long-Jianese

What do you do now that the surprise guest has joined the party, Lieren?

>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated

>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people

>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.

>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun

>Write in
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>>5970856
>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people
>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun
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>>5970856 #
>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people

>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.

>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun

A discussion about our philosophy with our guests can be enlightening considering how their points of view can show different ways of perceiving it.
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>>5970888
>Support
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>>5970856
>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated
"I apologise my Friend but I didn't want your first introductions to be one of shock that may result in abet brief; misunderstanding. For just as their are those of your kin whom have made such mistakes in the past humanity has committed sins to; The Men of iron."
[Someone might panic if they seen an Aeldari sneaking around and do something foolish]
>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people

We need to get this sorted pretty quick so if any are encountered our Brothers know the difference, this can lead into...

>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.
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>>5970970
>>5970856
Supporting
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>>5970856
>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.

>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun
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>>5970856
>>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun
>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated
>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.
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>>5970856
>>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.
>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun
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Question why do you exclude talking about the dark Eldar it is important information to share with the brothers. I understand being polite to our guests is important but informing them of one of the dangers they may encounter is more important than being polite.
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>>5970856
>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated
>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun
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>>>5970856
>>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated
>>tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun
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>>5970856
>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated

>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people

>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.
Can’t wait for Big E to show up so we can lend him our eyes to read the brand.
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Say guys when we get Konrad can we give him to the eldrad he would make sure he controls his vision and also his sanity also Konrad deep down actually wanted things to change then what his visions showed him but they always stayed the same
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>>5971456
I'm not sure it's a good idea to let the fucking Night Haunter into a craftworld. That's a diplomatic incident just waiting to happen.
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>>5971470
We can have him restrained by primarch standard and the emperor will also be there to supervise him as well if he can
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>>5971485
I'm not sure Konrad can even be fixed. I think the best we could do is convince him that fate is bullshit but he's still going to be lawful evil demigod batman and Lieren will hate him for that. I'm not even sure Lieren would want to help him after all the downright evil shit he's done, it's more likely he'll want to hang Curze on sight.
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>>5971494
I’m sure he can we just have to be patient with him and slowly restore his sanity and help him control his powers
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>>5970856
>>Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated
>>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people
>>5971518
"you dont know him like i do, i can fix him. he only hits me when i've done something to make him mad"
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>>5971494
I agree, i am also not sure is possible. Lieren will collide with others primarchs, inevitably.

>>5971518
I dont think it will be a question of patience and understanding. It will be more either a removal or reeducation with an imprisonment perhaps. Its still someone that can be a galactic warlord.

>>5970856
>>Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people
>>Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers.
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>>5971494
Didn't he have a moment where he saw a future where he took on a Robin, but rejected it because of a contrasting vision where the boy attacked him and seemed to have killed him? I think it was spoken of by him in the book where he was going to his death and in it, he was questioning why that alternate vision was the one he listened to since it was a malnourished boy and he was a grown Primarch. If we can get him talking about that, that could be the break in his armor we need.
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Calling the vote now, sorry for the wait, had problems with machine spirits besides my internet or PC, and replacing them caused me a lot of stress. But its settled now

Talk about your recent encounter with the unrepentant Aeldari slavers and how they are the ones deserving of enmity, not Eldrad's people:8

tell Perturabo why Liberty is the way she is, and that she's taken on habits, mannerisms and turns of speech from her favorite caretaker, Dae-Hyun:8

Discuss your philosophy of working together with other races and trying to find common ground with them with your brothers:9

Apologize for your rudeness in exposing him, and tell him his presence and company is much appreciated:7
-"I apologize my friend...etc": 2

Total votes:13

So Lieren will apologize to Eldrad, explain why liberty is so coarsely mannered, talk about his raid upon the dark natured Aeldari, and then discuss his philosophy of working with other races and trying to find common ground between disparate species

Writing now
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"I apologize most sincerely and truthfully for so rudely and unexpectedly exposing your presence to all others who are guest to this most auspicious and joyous of days" You humbly apologize to Eldrad in the Aeldari tongue, much to the bewonderment of Perturabo and Calliphone, and the minor exasperation of Magnus, Kanzeon and her sisters, who see it as showing off somewhat in front of guests and family. Eldrad lifts off the helmet that marks him as a farseer and a defender of Ulthwe, an amused glint in his large, almond eyes as he sets it down on the table and with the grace of a falling leaf, takes his seat.

"However" you continue, this time in Long-Jianese so you won't give your brother, betrothed or sisters in laws anymore reason to heckle your earnest apology, even if admittedly it was somewhat histrionic to speak your request for pardon in an alien language "Your presence and company on this most merry day of my wedding, are as greatly appreciated as a warm hearth after a long journey"

"Though some present do not share the opinion, your hospitality brings me succor and a sense of safety near as impenetrable as the walls of fair ulthwe" He answers in perfect Long-Jianese, which you can see sets the clockwork in Perturabo's mind turning as he connects the linguistic similarities between the two entirely separated languages, knowing that the poetry and symbolism ingrained into them must serve as a common foothold that allows for speakers of one to more easily grasp the other.

"I protest the presence of your dumbass lackies, Ulthran, not you. You've only done good for this family" Kanzeon defensively rebukes, though Al-Uzza still side eyes him warily and Liberty makes a very rude gesture, which breaks Perturabo's concentration on unraveling the mysteries of the elegant and idiom rich language of your countrymen and the men of the craftworlds as the question comes to his mind, why is the youngest of the sisters so rowdy and rude.

"It is not in our nature to trust easily" Eldrad begins, turning to Kanzeon as you lean closer to Perturabo and whisper, like a gossiping old woman

"You wonder why Liberty is the way she is, with such a sharp tongue and churlish demeanor, acting more as a rowdy boy or undisciplined soldier than a graceful girl raised by elegant beauties with manneredly habits and considerate hearts?" You ask, as Calliphone leans closer to slip into the discussion as well

"Am I that easily read?" Your brother jokes, smirking as he lifts a hand and waves it, giving affirmation that he would like to here the reason.

"Well, it could be that her true vessel served a more militant purpose than her other sisters, and this has shaped her personality. However, I believe it to be much simpler and profound than her rough edges being the result of nature. Rather, they are the product of nurture" You explain, hands tented as Al-uzza joins in whatever argument Eldrad and Kanzeon are having at the same moment

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>>5973389

"She's taken on the mannerisms, speech and habits of her favorite character, former legion master Dae-Hyun. She tries to emulate him, finding his soldiering life style glamorous and exciting, like a little sister mimicking her elders to earn their approval and affection" You explain rapidly, as Liberty catches on that you're talking about her while Perturabo chuckles under his breath and Calliphone gives him a knowing look as the smallest of the sisters walks up and tugs on one of the braids of your hair, cheeks aflame and flushed the color of in season cherry blossoms.

"Don't listen to him!" She balks childishly "The big lug is just being an oxygen thief! I'm just the only one of my sisters who isn't a fat civvy, so what if I don't give a fuck about offending the pencil pushers and arm chair generals and all the other scumbags"

"I see, then, would you like to discuss the most effective strategy for taking a walled city with minimal casualties while inflicting maximum enemy casualties?" Perturabo asks suddenly and sharply as Mari hears Liberty and rushes over to scold her for, well, her usual antics. And Liberty stares, wide eyed with a mix of shock and appreciation for Perturabo militant mindset, mouth wide open as she struggles to answer his question with something more concrete than bluster and acting the part of a rowdy soldier.

Laughing as Liberty is pulled back to her seat and given an ear pulling by Al-Uzza and Mari while Anahita laughs while Kanzeon and Eldrad continue to argue and use ancient history of both their civilizations to prove their point, which has been forgotten as the two have chosen instead to strive to come out on top in the argument rather than prove their side of the debate at this point. But they eventual wind down, neither conceding defeat to the other, but their conversation does become much more polite and pleasant.

"You've encountered Aeldari as opponents before, have you not, Lieren?" One of the officers serving under Yin Lei asks, having been welcomed to the table as acknowledgement for his role in breaking a smuggling and narcotic production ring that had rooted itself in a port city of the Zoroast in recent months "Does this venerable sage hail from their lords or a superior branch of their family, or is he of a rival house?"

Eldrad expression is unreadable to most, especially those who do not have experience with the Aeldari. He isn't uncomfortable, but he is grimly amused by the confusion and has half a thought to do mischief while Kanzeon crosses her arms, annoyed, as even though she has a certain dislike for craftworld aeldari, she holds nothing but contempt for their wholly unrepentant cousins and she is grateful for the assistance Eldrad has lent, even if she wouldn't dare speak it openly.
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>>5973390

"A different sect, a society separate from his, made up of villains, blackguard and cruel tyrants of the worst kind. They are the Yan to their Long-Jia, in a manner of speaking, an older, misbegotten branch of their culture that has not adapted even though their maladaptive way of life brings them naught but hardship and agony" You explain, as much for your brothers who have never met an alien before this day as it is for the curious officer, who Yin Lei must've lectured on the lessons learned during the imperial armies clashes with the Lords of the Stellar hunt "They deserve naught but your enmity and hatred, for they have committed atrocities I dare not utter lest my tongue turn black and rot from merely repeating them. Eldrad's people, the fair folk of the Craftworlds, while they can be"

"Arrogant, haughty, vain, conceited, and short sighted" Kanzeon interrupts as Al-uzza lifts her spectacles up the bridge of her nose "Though those are minor character flaws compared the depravity and monstrosity of their truly barbaric cousins, and despite my personal feelings being part of the equation, I admit I much prefer the haughty craftworlders to the depraved monsters outside of their walls"

"And they have a history of deception and trickery, to preserve their receding foothold in the galaxy and stave off the extinguishing of their species" Al-Uzza continues, in a much more scholarly tone, which brings murmurs of curiosity and pity from the crowd listening "A duty they consider paramount over any other aim"

"As I was saying" You begin again, taking no offense to their interruption "And as my promised one observed, their uncultured cousins are sadistic killers and torturers who delight in the agony of others. Eldrad's people, the worst they can be accused of, is prioritizing their own safety over everything else. Though a handful of them have converted to the tenants of the journey, away from their traditional way of life and that they were allowed to do so and freely take their leave, shows that they are a wise people, in spite of past follies"

"Though some of my peers are truly as Kanzeon describes them, others, like myself realize there is much to be gained by accepting the help of other species instead of looking down upon them from atop the podium of long lost glories" Eldrad continues

"I have heard much of your people's great folly, Aeldari" Perturabo chortles "I would not call your histories glorious, though I, admittedly, have only heard of the fall of your people"

"Much of it was not, much of it was, Lieren has studied our pasts, if you're curious, or we can discuss it kindly together" Eldrad says, carefully tempering himself
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>>5973391

"And I have experienced exactly the sort of personalities they refer to, both on Ulthwe and Kher-Ys, while they have much to teach, they also make it difficult to even speak with them at times due to those attitudes" Magnus opines, swirling a wine glass thoughtfully "Though, my brother and I have been able to extract gratitude from them"

"A most arduous surgery, surely" Al-Uzza sarcastically remarks, making Kanzeon and Anahita giggle while Liberty looks carefully at Eldrad, wondering where the Gratitude gland was located and how she might remove it if the need arose.

"Oh, you've heard stories and had to argue with hard headed fools" Angron laughed boisterously, eyes gleaming as Eldrad bowed his head, sensing what he was going to say next almost simultaneously with yourself "They tried to have me killed because their oracles had bad dreams about me, isn't that hilarious in a grim way? Though, I also have fought amongst the ones who freed themselves from their ancestor's burden and a few of the ones who still enslave themselves to the past, and hold no ill will towards them for the ultimately suicidal actions of their kinsmen"

"That attempt was not given official sanctioning, and as you said, they paid for it with their lives. Though we were able to recover their affects and return them to their less brash minded comrades, in time" Eldrad answered politely and guiltily "However, our assistance to your cause, was sanctioned"

"And I haven't forgotten it, and hope your fellow seers won't either" Your brother replies with lifted glass "In fact, let us drink, to celebrate the success of the people's revolt"

"I.." Eldrad says, eyes scanning as Kanzeon covers her mouth with her sleeve and Anahita grins viciously. You sense their intent, and glance downwards.

The two of them and Angron had fortified the sweet peach brandy with Dragon's spit.

You decide to say nothing, mostly because you are curious yourself how Eldrad will respond to it, and the effects of the potent liquor on Aeldari physiology.

"As you can all see, my family has had numerous encounters with this ancient race of star farers" You continue on, keeping an eye on Eldrad to watch his reaction to the bitter spirit as you speak "And Eldrad's own disciples have aided me alongside those Journeymen amongst them, in rooting out a den of their ill mannered, evil natured cousins in a daring raid against a hub of their slave trade. A most glorious, and successful operation"

"You may recount the tale of your victory, Grand architect, though it shall be recorded for the benefit of our officer schools and future expansion towards the stars" Jinhai granted his permission with a flick of his fan "For I am curious to hear of this battle against stellar tyrants, and believe it could all serve as a lesson to us all about the importance and strength of unity"
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>>5973392

And somehow, Pan An would receive a detailed account of the battle and dramatize it into a popular play, you knew. Smiling, you began your tale, explaining it in a way your audience would understand and that your brothers would appreciate, mixing the style of a military report with long-Jian folktales, and preventing it from turning into a horror story by replacing the details of the horrors you encountered with colorful excuses for why you cannot repeat what you saw, that it would offend the listeners or turn their hair white with horror, though you describe in almost lurid detail how you went about orchestrating the downfall of the station and its masters, moving from the parts of the plan you personally caried out, to that left to the Aeldari, the freed captives alien and human. How you killed Stollaire the son of Cearnarch after using his paranoia to separate him from the security of the center of the citadel, earns a round of cheers from the officers present to listen to the account, while the earlier part of your story where you faced down Cimigh Noct has everyone on the edge of their seat even as Perturabo and Angron give their thoughts about how they would've carried out his killing.

While the rare show of sportsman ship and nobility amongst the defenders of the witch Niss, as well as Redmon's heroic resolve enduring her torments bring tears to many eyes, as does the valiant sacrifice of the muscled green ape, who your description of cause Eldrad to choke on his drink and sputter, as do the other aliens who fought alongside their fellow captives.

By time you reach the end of the account, with the destruction of Yzura's tower, which besides Niss' temple of torture, is the part that requires the most colorful metaphors and avoidances of true descriptions, everyone, your family included, are hushed and listening enraptured by the warriors of several worlds finding unity in purpose against a common enemy.

"And that my brothers, is a prime example of why I strive to work together, not just with my fellow man, no matter their creed, status or origin, but with other species, even those bizarre and totally alien to our eyes. No matter how different they look or how peculiar their customs or biology is, there can be found common ground between species" You explain, as the more ardent Journeymen welcomed to the meal hang on your every word with awe, while your brothers are more critical and introspective

"I am well aware of the difference in the Prosperan and Aeldari approach and use of our shared psionic gifts" Magnus adds as Amon nods in agreement

"Learning different arts is one way to improve one's innate abilities as a psyker, or shore up their weaknesses" He adds with a raised finger

"Oppressors are an universal threat that should be stamped out wherever they are found" Angron growls "Fighting for one's freedom is also an instinct all life shares"
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>>5973393

"My son speaks with great wisdom" His father says, well into his cups at this point in the evening

"The difference in physiology and psychology would be an interesting line of study, imagine what the aquatic aliens could achieve in naval warfare, that even trained sailors could not" Perturabo wonders

"Could you tell me about that "Share" "If" Again, Brother of my brother?" Calliphone politely requests

"I often wonder how it is you stumble across villains in need of a noose whenever you go out on a stroll, Lieren" Wenyan ponders only half in jest

"Lieren, if I may have a moment of your time, in private" Eldrad says, oddly frantic and on edge for a reason even your eyes could no discern

What do you do now, Lieren?

>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate

>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala

>Meditate on why exactly you keep stumbling upon evil wherever you go, as your father raises a fair point.

>Enjoy Kanzeon's company and indulge in the joy of her company and that of your friends and brothers, until your last guest arrives

>Write in
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>Enjoy Kanzeon's company and indulge in the joy of her company and that of your friends and brothers, until your last guest arrives
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Oh time to multitask again guts
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>>5973396 #
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate

>Enjoy Kanzeon's company and indulge in the joy of her company and that of your friends and brothers, until your last guest arrives

>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala
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>>5973396
>>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala
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>>5973415
Support
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
"Of course excuse me a moment! Angron you should tell them if your great speech before the free folk before the great charge of the den which once held you!
>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala

Oh shit Eldrad just sensed someone showing up or glimpsed a strange future didn't he.
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>>5973396
Support >>5973399

Isnt it vecause whenevr we go out, We encounter malcomtents. Tyranny and evils are not rare in the world
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala
I bet he wants to talk about that ork and its strange behaviour. You'd think an ork would go after the giant human with flashy golden eyes instead of mere eldar. I think that maybe Lieren's soul-link ability might have caused it to confuse Lieren for an ork.
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>Enjoy Kanzeon's company and indulge in the joy of her company and that of your friends and brothers, until your last guest arrives

>>5973452
>>5973480
I imagine it has to do with the fact that we just described the "valiant sacrifice" of an Ork, then proceeded to give a speech about how we need to work together with aliens.
He knows we have no clue what an Ork is, and was fine with leaving it at that, but even he must not want us to foster the image of the valiant Ork among our brothers and the Long-Jianese more then necessary. It could lead to a *very* unfortunate first encounter.
That's my hunch at least.
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate

>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala

I imagine the ork went after the eldar because they tortured him. Orks can be spiteful and will fight the people they hate more over a person who might give them a better fight
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>>5973396
>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate

>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala
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>>5973396
>>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>Mention off handedly you're sheltering the alien beings you saved from the slavers on Shangrala
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>>5973396
>>Listen to what Eldrad has to say, he is strangely anxious and his request sounds desperate
>>Enjoy Kanzeon's company and indulge in the joy of her company and that of your friends and brothers, until your last guest arrives
The meditation option is a trap i tell you. Last time we meditated on our enemies one whole entire chaos god came back into existence.
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>>5973396
>Meditate on why exactly you keep stumbling upon evil wherever you go, as your father raises a fair point
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Hey, malal here, haven't had internet for a few days, since the abominable intelligence within the router has finally perished and me and the family are thinking about switching providers. I'll keep you all updated, but the wait might be a few days longer
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>>5976121
ALAS! Woe is humanity!
The dark age of technology is upon us!
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Malal here. Internet issue was solved quicker than I thought it'd be, which is good. What isn't is that now I've gotten sick and feel really vomity. Once there isn't the risk of me turning my keyboard into a shrine of nurgle midupdate, I'll call the vote finally.

I'm really sorry for taking so long, it's just one thing after the other.
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>>5978303
Don't worry about us Malal, just focus on getting better.



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