>>6037377

The reverie is broken and you recognize the day dream for what it is, when you see your father Wenyan, as energetic and hale as a man a quarter his age and your lost brothers, those who remain faceless and those whose faces you last saw as corpses or spiritual echoes of themselves battling the hordes of evil present in the realm where all souls must tread eventually. But it is a pleasant lie, sitting atop this same hill with Kanzeon in your arms, a laughing babe in both of your arms as their older siblings run and play without fear of the dangers ever present in the world material and the world unseen, that the men made your warriors could find reprieve and peace from a war that may have no end, that old men never grow old and pass before their grandchildren are grown. Where a demi god can enjoy the serenity of a simple life, alongside all of his kin of choice or by blood, that men like you, intended to lead armies could be allowed rest and peace and the humble joy of a family man.

A world without strife. Without bloodshed. Without war. An unattainable goal. A fantasy. But it is a pleasant one. And one you dearly wish to not allow to slip from your fingers, even as the logical half of you reasons it away, chipping it away at the sweet illusion with the bitter facts and hard truths of the universe you live in. And the enemies set against you. The vision is broken by flashes of the reality the discordant powers would will upon the world, the anti-thesis of your pleasant and peaceable dream. Your breath catches in your throat, and you quiet the childish day dream and the nightmarish visions both, pushing yourself back to reality.

Her eyes look so sad, expecting disappointment. You run a hand through her hair and against her cheek, gazing lovingly and longingly into her sad eyes, that unbeknownst to her contain a dream that cannot be.

"Here, out in the open? Perhaps the wine has made you too bold, that you'd cry out so brazenly, my song bird" You tease, and the sadness in her eyes changes to pleasant surprise for a moment before flaring into a thrill, though she is unable to disguise as you are, the shyness that paints itself on both your cheeks as scorching scarlet

"We'd retire somewhere else, perhaps up into the stars where no one could trouble or interrupt us. This is going to be...awkward enough without fumbling around in the mud and dirt" She says, trying to sound more experienced and confident than she is truly feeling, though it is not a hard task to surpass you in either field at this moment

"A dalliance among the stars. A dream many love sick fools and poets have shared" You say "Who knew that you were so romantic"

"You're one to talk, you shameless flirt" She heckles, pinching and twisting your ear playfully, as suddenly both of your find it difficult to keep the others gaze or look directly upon the other "Maybe we should just get started here, at the edge of the floodlights"
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>>6037378

"As if your heart could endure taking such a risk" You answer her threat and challenge with a smirk "I'd prefer the silence of space to be our only witness, the moonlight the only lightning"

"Except my own" She says back, wrapping her fingers through your braided, iron hued hair "To set the mood, of course"

"And reveal the intensity of your feelings" You chuckle, and receive another ear pull, but she does not disagree. And somehow you can't find any more words to say to her, crude or elegant, speech from curt to flower has been denied to you. And she to has lost all of the words she know.

"Come on" She says at last, grabbing your hand, as the two of you whisk each other away to retire to the stars. Nervous giggles and hurried footsteps the only sign of your retreat from the mists and jaunt into the heavens.

And washed in the unfallen rains and bathed in the moonlight, the two of you meet again, unburdened and disrobed of any responsibilities, duties, expectations or deadlines. Naive and innocent, fraught with nerves like this was your first chance meeting, and the two of you were trying to figure the other out and make friends.

And even for a chaste minded man like yourself, it is known that when young people get acquainted make friends, there is no better way about it than to play Fluttering Butterflies to narrow the distance between them and banish any linger uncertainty or hesitation. For there is no better way to get to know one another

And after becoming acquainted, when Fluttering Butterflies is no longer fun nor exciting as it was when it began, it is customary and expected to warm the cooling atmosphere with the Kingfisher Union, as it is impossible to engage in the kingfisher union without becoming close friends.

And after such excitement, refreshment is usually required and a discussion of one another's merits and philosophical debate starts and is swiftly forsaken and resolved in favor of a few rounds of Jackals By The Eleventh Day of Summer. Though neither you or Kanzeon are ordinary, so the when music is played and the two of you dance beneath the lights, the traditional and customary are exchanged for the common sense of her time and the games played to are changed. Inevitably, beneath a holographic cascade of water and shooting stars and fireworks, as music hummed through metal plays, the two you become entwined in a most curious dance exercise that'd make courting cranes seem lead footed and clumsy. Avatar and Vessel alike joining the dance with you.

And while the expected course of the night and its activities had been strayed from, at this point, others would be firmly friends and it'd be just a hop and a step to become soulmates, a destination you had already reached together long ago.
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>>6037379

But it would be a shame to forgo and finish the night without a performance of Dragon Plunging Past the Cinnabar Cliffs. Ending with whispered sweet nothings, love poems and suggestive calculations, and a return to Fluttering Butterflies and giggles lost to the quiet of space and the low hum of engines.

And so it goes until dawn, until no one could argue that Kanzeon and you were not joined properly and as expected of bride and groom. Which is just about long enough for others to wonder where said bride and groom had vanished away to, and all manner of hearsay and rumors to spread.

"To think, all of that was supposed to have been programmed out of you biologically" Kanzeon giggles tiredly, hair undone and hanging over her front, as she runs diagnostics on her avatar, the room around the two of you decorated and colored to resemble a field of flowers, their petals lifted away by the passing winds "Someone missed a few variables, I think"

"I've told you time and time again, who I am today, has little to do with my original blueprints" You say, boasting only slight as you sit beside her, watching the debris surrounding Shangrala pass by a viewport she'd made in a flight of excited whimsy at some point in the night, with simulated stars flitting across its screen alongside the real ones outside of the flexible glass. She sighs and hangs her head, the lights in the private chamber shifting to match her mood, changing from all the hues of sunset to dull greyish blue

"Unfortunately, we'll have to get back to our daily toil soon" She grumbles, facing changing expressions a moment later as she gazes out the viewing port to Shangrala "And even if we could take a vacation, we'd still need to say goodbye to all the guests"

"Dreams are always followed by waking" You agree with a frown "In old poems, it was expected of young lovers to run away but"

"You changed the public opinion and belief that now eloping is considered a terrible rather than romantic thing" She laughs "To try and escape your responsibilities and work for a flight of passion"

"Neither of us would've ran away to begin with, when there are people that need helping" You reply with a shrug

"And there are so many people who need our help" She groans, pouting as she rests her head on your shoulder "And more tiring work ahead. I'm just glad, for now at least, it doesn't seem like I need to worry about you losing your pretty and clever head"

"I could always suffer a sudden, fatal case of spontaneous decapitation" You joke, and get the lobe of your ear twisted for the jest.
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>>6037382

What is your first order of business following your wedding night, Lieren?

>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again

>Meeting with the human refugees taken from the dark aeldari slave trading hub, and also the alien species you're protecting, to see if any of them would volunteer for the colonization program.

>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

>Entertain Kanzeon with poetry and music, before presenting Jinhai your finalized plan for colonizing Shangrala's solar system, alongside the other minds and intellects that made it possible.

>Write in

Also, it has been awhile, so expect some cutaways/ archives to show up in the next few updates or at least, fairly soon.

>>6037384
>>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

I imagine the scene from the godfather while the emperor pets a fog leopard with cotton balls in his cheeks

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again

>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

Should we send some of our marines back with Big E and Malc to reunify the disorganized chimera legion?

>>6037384
>other/write in
Send off our guests with pride and thanks each brother getting a departing gift
Perty: gift him a number if our weapons and maybe a few nice books to read
Angron: offer some tech to assist him in stabilising the planet socially like communication or whatever
Magnus: gift him some aeldari lore, a little more information regarding the various xenos we've adopted...maybe the merchants of mirth will want to go with him?
Eldrad: tell him if he needs our help, just send word and we'll do what we can.
Sneaking brother: "we should hunt together sometime"

>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three
Fragment time

>>6037393
>Support

Dad needs to know.

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers (not dad he goes last), making promises to return the favour most treasured company when you meet them all again
I agree with the other Anon send our brothers all off with something helpful for their worlds and ambitions but id leave specifics to Malal, Also something for Eldrad

>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three
Once it is just we three there are several things to do, first we ask for volunteers from our Sons to send a handful back to Terra so they can handle the fracturing Second Legion and act as advisors tot he new Legion master whom we will look forward to meeting.
Then it is time to reveal the Old One's Great Plan Fragment and chat about the likelyhood of Chaos tainting our unknown brothers specifically pointing out the danger 'Lorgar' is in since we saw the Chaos Gang was fucking with us trying to get to him.

>Write in
Upon their final exit give a cheeky wink to the brother whom thought he'd hoodwinked us. (even if its a few posts from now)

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

>>6037384
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

I did say I would vote for this after the wedding

>>6037418
+1

>>6037384
>>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three
>Entertain Kanzeon with poetry and music, before presenting Jinhai your finalized plan for colonizing Shangrala's solar system, alongside the other minds and intellects that made it possible.

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again

okay but who passed out first?
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

>>6037384
>>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

>>6037384
>Entertain Kanzeon with poetry and music, before presenting Jinhai your finalized plan for colonizing Shangrala's solar system, alongside the other minds and intellects that made it possible.

>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again

>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three.
and Magnus we promised him that we would have a conversation with him and big E.a2

>>6037384

>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

The two things that need doing. Proper behaviour of a host and of course doing the absolute critical need to know for your eyes only debrief of conan dadperor

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meeting with the human refugees taken from the dark aeldari slave trading hub, and also the alien species you're protecting, to see if any of them would volunteer for the colonization program.
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three
I want to learn more about the human refugees. Especially the ones who aren't New Varoans.

We should have Magnus at the meeting, we kind of said he could be there

>>6037384
>>6037418
Supporting

>>6037775
>>6037384

>Entertain Kanzeon with poetry and music, before presenting Jinhai your finalized plan for colonizing Shangrala's solar system, alongside the other minds and intellects that made it possible.
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three.

revising my vote a bit with the addition of the colonialization program. After all doing a send off without finishing that off when perturabo was intrigued, dadperor wants to compare notes and Magnus was attentive is perhaps not something we should skip, i think.

>>6037384
>>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

good

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They called dad the Anathema, maybe they come to call Lieren the Amalgam? Just an idea kinda of Lieren's inevitable daemonic form. See if you can spot all the toys and inspos!

>>6037384
>Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again
>Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three

>>6038848
Looks sick as fuck!

The book of the journey, the sword of love and the lotus sceptre are a nice touch.

The fog panther, Kornous arm, and the hanging rope too, I'm a little uncertain if the prosthetic limb is more because of his link to Kanzeon or for his artificial nature.

>>6038848
Fulgrim and Ferrus stood together the chosen of Slannesh and Khorne respectively yet still brothers, still friends despite their damnation. Together they'd laid waste to whole worlds, their own forces had battled weeding out the weak and imperfect sharpening the each of one another's blades. But now came the moment that had been building for so long, the reason for the seemingly senseless slaughter; bait. Their brother had taken it willingly as from the sky plummeted Lieren landing upon the ground and turning it to glass with his impact having thrown himself from low orbit without a drop pod. Slowly the Second Son rose to face his Fallen Kin. So now the stage was set and the hour near where they would battle among the ruins of Istvaan III's Coral City.

“You always were so accommodating dear Brother~” Fulgrim mused with an ominous echo in his voice as he spun the smouldering Fireblade in his hand which crackled with fire the colour of sunset skies.

Ferrus hefted Forge breaker upon his bronze clad shoulder “Time to see why father indulged you so Panther of Shangrala, a fine test you will be.”

Lieren looked between them his golden eyes looking sad until finally he let out a long sigh those sad eyes closing

“I'll make it quick” his voice was without emotion, even and void of expression the eyes opened once more and revealed themselves as blazing suns, reality flickered...the world came undone. The two fallen brothers didn't hesitate and launched into action even as creation cracked and groaned. Yet neither blow found purchase, not the Gorgans sweeping hammer nor Fulgrim's perfect thrust. They both for a moment simply froze in awe amid a growing misty haze and the smell of charred ozone.

Their brother twisted before their eyes, his palm and fist were still together but all about him mist swirled, his skin seemed to burn away and from the would be wounds poured a pauper's tattered robe his face became swallowed two two seperate half masks? A black howling ogre and the other a smiling face of carved white yet those faces two were in the jaws of something great, a four eyed beast...a Fog panther.

Their weapons which seemed frozen in the air soon discovered what held them as reality gave way to whatever their brother's warpcraft was. Forgebreaker was held in place by a frosted limb of faux steel and machinery in a mockery of human shape the wych Ice slowly creeping down the hammers haft. Fireblade was held by a hand both brutishly cloven and delicate both at once? Bound in ethereal leathers and dangling Aeldari charms.

They felt his presence roll over them as he swelled in size, tailed whipped out from beneath the shroud and mist, six blazing eyes, four arms, horns and other features besides... Lieren revealed what lurked beneath Emperor crafted Skin.

Two mortal traitors would face a Daemon loyal and true~.

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had to pick two victims for Unbound Lieren lol

>>6038848
Nice.

>>6039691
Also pretty good story.

>>6038848
Isn't Lieren's daemon form just the ogre? I think the ogre is a similar kind of deal as the shapeshifting bird daemon thing Corvus has going on in 40k.

probably

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Calling the vote now, sorry for the long wait, tired myself out grinding in a few games.

Meet with your father and Malcador privately to discuss matters that cannot pass between any mouths and ears but you three:18
-include Magnus:2

Seeing off your guests and tallying up the presents you and Kanzeon have been given and saying goodbye to your brothers and father, making promises to return the favor most treasured company when you meet them all again: 14
-With a departing gift:4
-Cheeky wink:1

Entertain Kanzeon with poetry and music, before presenting Jinhai your finalized plan for colonizing Shangrala's solar system, alongside the other minds and intellects that made it possible.:3

Meeting with the human refugees taken from the dark aeldari slave trading hub, and also the alien species you're protecting, to see if any of them would volunteer for the colonization program.:1

total votes:18

So Lieren will see of his guests and take account of his wedding gifts, saying good bye and speaking promises to his family. But will meet with his father and Malcador privately to discuss things that cannot be heard by any except the three of you.

Writing now

>>6038848
Looks amazing, and awesome as hell, really like the various aspects you drew from. and the four arms making him look like my boy asura from asura's wrath and the mask like face in the panther's jaws

>>6039691
Oh this was a delight, like the set up for the AU you in the opening lines and how you described the scene and action. And the line a Daemon loyal and true went so hard I think I felt it slap me across the face. good stuff

>>6041013
What are you playing now?

>>6041031
Digimon world dusk and Cyber sleuth. Also started Rogue Trader, recently, after it got a few updates cause I know how Owlcat games are.

>>6041044
Oh nice.

And ye, rogue trader still has issues. When you're in the end game and the game refuses to progress, I just dont wanna care anymore.

Angron and his father Oenomaus, along with the juvenile dragon named Eruthrós are the first of your brothers to depart, though not after the former gladiators humble a few of your prouder sons and a particularly excited Colonel Tarmo Lauri, who impressively managed to outdrink not only Oenomaus in the night of your wedding but fight and win against one of the younger astartes amongst the two hundred and forty seven in a bare armed wrestling match without deceit or trickery, in matches where victory is determined by first blood drawn.

And as Angron had visited Shangrala before and is well known by its military and a handful of martial artist masters who had to privilege to spar with him during his first, short visit, he is seen off by a crowd of those who have crossed blades with him and who have fought and bled beside him. Including your brothers from Nothing, Feng, Hu and Wei. Dong isn't present, but you make sure to speak well on his behalf as Angron receives well wishes and parting gifts and reminisces of the final fall of the high riders. When the clamor quiets and the excitement dies down, you approach him to say your goodbyes

"No need to be so formal brother" He guffaws, grabbing hold of your arm and gripping it tightly by its bicep, lifting you and preventing you from bowing before you say your goodbyes "This isn't a funeral"

You smile, and return the gesture, gripping his arm in return.

"I shall say goodbye in the Nucerian manner then" You chuckle as the two of you squeeze eachother and smile smiles that are uniquely your own "I will miss you, for the time we are apart, red tiger of the sands, great liberator of the people. It was a joy being in your company once again brother, and it saddens me gravely to be parted from it so soon"

"It was a great joy attending your wedding and meeting my other brothers face to face, I only wish I had more time to test the mettle of the Vishnu" He says, his scarred face stretching into a wider, more jovial smile "And your sons. We will meet again, but, as it is here, Duty calls me back to my home. Hopefully not to bleed the sands redder but, we'll see if I'll have need of my sword arm when we return"

"A world of utter, true freedom, requires closer attention than one where some freedoms are restricted" You sagely reply, knowing exactly why he will need to make haste back to his home "But I am sure, any troubles will solve themselves when upon your return, Angron"

"If not, I know how to solve them" He answers grimly, before his glower turns back to a smile "And before I forget, my gift to you. I know you've trained with even the queer weapons your people created, but I never heard of you wielding this one"

"It is tradition, for when a boy becomes a man, for him to be given a new weapon" Oenomaus chuckles, as he unlatches the bundled cloth secured to his shoulders and drops it before you. You catch it before it can unfurl and touch the ground "Suitable for his new maturity"

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>>6041068

Tossing off the cloth, you marvel at the gift. Utilitarian, unadorned, but clearly a mastercraft of metalworking. A tool as well as a weapon. A single faced axe, with a long, curved wooden handle made out of wood taken from the forest surrounding Dend'Ron, you can tell from the grain and coloration. The axe itself is made of recycled and repurposed metal, that taken from the tomb of the Mathoth, reclaimed and reforged. A piece of his fallen brother and sisters legacy, who died to slay that ancient, abominable intelligence, whose graves lie in the sands above its empty grave. Oil black streaks sheen through the silverly surface, and a closer inspection of the edge reveals it has incorporated a piece of high rider archeotech into its design. One you are familiar with. The very same once favored for executions on his world, that super heated itself until the metal glowed white hot and continuously reintegrated the melted particles of metal the intense heating sloughed off after collecting them as they flaked and peeled.

"A exquisite gift!" You bellow, lifting it up and making sure the crowd, which you can see includes several reporters including Luli herself, can see the gift and your appreciation for it "I've never seen a two handed axe so finely crafted, let alone one large enough for me to need to hold it with both of my hands. The work of the artisan who made this, has not only my regards, but my respect"

"You know here, I had Anahita make it, though I provided the materials and basic design" Angron chuckles, nodding his head as his smile turns warm and his eyes soften with brotherly affection "I know you prefer to put an end to tyrants with a length of rope or single bullet, but I also know you fight things a lot tougher than fattened hogs dressed in velvet and jewels. I think this axe's blade will be large enough to bite through their necks, Lieren"

"I would hope so. I will put it to use, and any villain who meet its end by its swing, will have been slain by your hands as much as they were snuffed out by my own" You say, with a gentle smile that returns his affection, knowing he can feel your brotherly love for him with his unique gift of empathy as you give the axe a few test swings to test its balance and weight, which are both remarkable. Anahita out did herself in its construction "It is an elegant tool of execution"

"It's good you realize its purpose, I'd be mad if I found you used it to chop down trees while we were apart" Angron jokes, slapping callused hand on your shoulder "Treat her and that axe well, brother, your happiness is a rare thing in this galaxy"

"It truly is, savor it" Oenomaus advise with a raised finger, feeding the young Eruthrós a fried field rat that was being sold by stalls nearby, to honor Jiang and Liang, though thankfully he had wiped off the thick, sweet and spicy sauce it had been dipped in before giving it to the small dragon
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>>6041070

"And congratulations for finding it to begin with. I hope I'll see you again, golden eyes. Tell your father I regret we've only met for a day and night"

"May your journey be swift and your destination peaceful. And when we meet again, I shall return the favor of your most treasured company on this most happy of days" You answer with a quick bow, before Angron can stop you, he gnashes and grinds his teeth in frustration, but laughs before he departs, running a hand over his short hair

"I'll hold you to that oath, wanderer" He states simply as he turns to leave "And don't become as dour as his old man, father, that old farmer could hold on long enough to share a drink with you again"

"A man knows when his end is coming, son" his father says sadly as he too, follows him into the golden dragon's river and vanishes from view.

Magnus is the next to depart, with Amon at his side, only now recovered from his hangover with a hearty and revitalizing broth with thick noodles, simmered eggs, garlic, ginger and a oil made of hot and numbing peppers, though his complexion still looks closer to a dead man than a living one.

"I warned him not to indulge so much" Guozhi mutters, fretting over the young psyker with the other, surviving elders of the wanderers in the fog, Kuan im and the twin exorcist Bohai and Peizhi "Let this serve as a lesson young man"

Meixiu watches, teary eyed from the side, with the other junior members of the wanderers in the fog, being watched over by Carys. She is upset because she was forbade from traveling to Prospero, which means she will be unable to try to beat your brother in a test of psionic power anytime soon, which is for the best, since for as powerful as she is, her gift is eclipsed by Magnus' own at her young age.

"I won't make the mistake to drink with Shangralan horsemen or any of them with red hair" Amon groans weakly, eyes dim as he stares into his bowl of soup as you and Magnus say your goodbyes in ways only two psykerists can, meeting in the Empyrean as you stand merely a few paces apart.

"It was a wonderful occasion, seeing so many cultures intermingle and meet as family and friends" Magnus tells you, as he swirls his hand in a stream of tears shed from those confessions and truths never spoken, kneeling down on grass of jade as you stand vigilant and alert, watching the horizon for the arrival of your most despised of enemies, but smile as you see a white tiger and twin dragons racing in the mists, seen only for a second.

"It is a glimpse of the future we will bring, under our father's rule" You answer hopefully as you settle down next to him, and keep your ethereal hands occupied, stringing a bow to honor Kurnous and Isha's own tragic love, humming a tune that enters your heart and mind the moment you begin working the string
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>>6041072

"A more civilized era, for all of the universe" Magnus sighs, looking overwhelmed for a moment of the vision of such a thing "Of humanity reunited in shared purpose, superstition and old fears cast aside"

"it is a pleasant dream is it not?" You ask merrily as Magnus watches what you're doing

"An Aeldari technique?" He questions, and you just smile as the two of you spend a moment in the incandescent landscape of the warp, enjoying the momentary serenity you have found within its depths and untouched and uncorrupted wilderness.

"Brother" You say, and he rushes you in the real and material world, lifting you up from the ground as he embraces you

"Brother" He says back, squeezing you tightly before setting you down "It is good to meet you in the flesh, after so long. I wish I could stay longer, but I have projects and students I must see to"

"You need not make any excuses, I understand, as one teacher to another. Go, and tell them of the mysterious "disease" that afflicted your brother, and hear them laugh at my trick that fooled even the wise sage king of Propsero!" You laugh, slapping him a few times on the back playfully

"That is a secret I will take to my own grave" he laughs back, eyes flickering between colors, primarily pinks and burnt ambers and oranges "But it is not one I'd be ashamed to admit to. I will instead tell them of the civilized and well mannered folk of Long-Jia, and their curious customs, and I will tell them how their friends in the wanderers in the fog are fairing, and warn the more ambitious of them of the fate of the king of the ever night"

"You know, in a prophecy foreseen by our friends from the craftworlds, that little girl would've been that blackguard's end. But, what worth is prophecy" You say quietly so as not to be over heard "But I do not think any of your disciples need such warnings"

"Even so, as thanks for your brotherhood and friends, and a copy of your own work, Here, a reproduction of one of the great grimoires of my people" Magnus says kindly, handing you a leather bound book and putting a red hand over your own "Until we meet again Lieren, I hope you study its contents and contemplate its mysteries"

"Until we meet again Magnus, Amon, may the winds carry you to your harbor safely and unharmed" You say, putting a hand over the hand your brother put over your own hand.

And then, they are gone. After you give the recipe for the soup and noodles Amon needed to be recover from a night of excess and wild drinking.

Perturabo is last to leave, though the time it takes him to refurbish and rebuild the Emperor's palace in the former Gao now Imperial province of Long Jia is far shorter than even his own most hopeful estimations
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>>6041074

"The craftsmen of Olympia can learn something from the work ethic and diligence of the ones of Long-Jia" He exclaims, hands dusty after he had carved marble by himself "And the construction machinery you have available, especially the anti gravity engines, are revolutionary, simply revolutionary, I will be sure to make use of similar devices of my own designs when I return to Olympia. Though, how bitter a homecoming it will be, after I have known such compliment and understanding subordinates! These workers of yours put all of the laborers and architects of my home planet to shame"

"I expect, under your guiding hand, the difference will soon narrow between the two" You chuckle as you and he speak over a cup of tea, after he had just finished giving a tour of the newly rebuilt palace of Jinhai and Daiyu, and their imperial guard "And I'm amazed by the mingling of Olympian and Long-Jianese architecture, and traditional and modern building techniques mixed with your novel and genius approached to construction. And I'm happy to hear the emperor enjoys his new abode, and deems it safer than his last"

"He said to me" Perturabo brags, a faint mist of a tear in his eyes ""It would take an army of warriors the equal of you and your brothers to break these walls! With this, I can sleep soundly, knowing my family is safe from all aggression and enmity!"", I have never been so highly praised, he gave me a jade band, to show his gratitude, taken from the same mine as his own imperial regalia, did you know that? And to my darling sister, he had one of his empress' own combs given as a gift. Treasures, I am humbled to accept, when they were given on the day after your own wedding, and I must ask your forgiveness to have not stayed the duration but..."


"I understand, you had work to do, work that made you the happiest I have known you over the days, you were rightfully praised for your genius by my architects, and I've heard other nobles sought out your services only to be greatly disappointed when they were flatly refused" You laugh gayly, lifting up your tea cup "I'd have helped myself, but I didn't want to offer unwanted advice or interfere with YOUR project, Perturabo. This palace, will outlast us and the long-Jia lineage, of this I am certain. You've made expert and inventive use of materials you had never seen before, a true test of an artist, if there ever was one"

"And I understand the other reason, that venture to claim the stars surrounding Shangrala, of which Magnus and I lent our own expertise, before than bungling iron man gave their own council. You were busy with that" He answers, with a twinge of pride in your own works in his voice as he gazes off across the garden he had made, that would be a vision of hell for any invader that could breach the walls "I just wondered, a clash between astartes, in these peaceable gardens. If such a thing were to occur, who do you imagine would win between the defenders and attackers"
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>>6041075

"That depends, are our legions defending or attacking?" You ask instead "Do they have foreknowledge of all of your ingenius defenses and fortifications? Or are the attackers being advized by you how to overcome those same advantages?"

"Hmm, I admit, I had not thought too deeply on the matter, and I haven't seen the capabilities of my own space marines" Perturabo muses, rubbing his chin "Let us say that they're your sons, and both are aware of this palace's defenses"

"Defenders" You answer without hesitation "Not only are they holding ground on a fortress built by your hands, but they are renowned for holding lines no others can"

"Marvelous" He answers

There is not much time for you say goodbye to him, as he departs with the goods and materials his adoptive father had asked for to lend out his services to Long-Jia Jinhai and he insist on double checking the crates of weapons and running diagnostic checks on the vehicles being used to transport them, as well as checking the chemical composition of the medicines, chemical fertilizers and double checking the integrity of a number of irrigation devices and the numerous raw materials.

"What's this armor made out of?" One of his guards asks, wearing one of the standard uniforms of the Long-Jianese imperial army "It feels too light to stop much"

"If you wish, I could prove its durability" Perturabo threatens, lifting up one of the side arms he was inspecting, a laser pistol that you know could burn a whole through the armor and skull of a charging Vishnu Kaurava, as it had proven capable of such and saved a number of officers lives during the battles of the butchers war.

The guard quiets immediately.

"And what are all those books for, Bo?" Calliphone asks curiously as she sits on one of the containers of bulk, storageable food stuffs, mostly a shipment of rice and dehydrated vegetables and meats, that were in excess of what was needed to endure a decades long famine affecting all regions and nations of Shangrala, should such a catastrophe arise.

"Treaties written by the great minds of Long-Jia, on all manner of subjects, and a few stories I think you will enjoy, Calliphone" He answers back lovingly, smiling as he sets down the pistol and lifts up one of the power daos and tests its activation rune a few times "A gift more for you and me than our father, who will delight himself with these toys, ignoring the true treasures being given over to us, unable to grasp the usefulness of the things...Oh, and before I forget"

He marches up to you stiffly, and smiles as he hands you a small oiled leather, wrapped with cordage.

You tilt your head as you open it, and find, a tiny statue of you and Perturabo, dressed in the traditional armors of your cultures, fighting back to back.
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>>6041076

"I thought you might like this, and couldn't think of any subject you'd appreciate being given a book of" He says fondly nodding his head "It is, a hobby of mine"

"It is beautiful" You answer back, admiring the details "So finely shaped, and so finely painted, you've gone to such lengths to impart detail on a figure so small"

"I can work on large and micro scales" He brags with a smirk "I am glad you appreciate it"

"See, someone does understand your little soldiers besides me" Calliphone exclaims happily as their guards watch the present imperial forces warily, still terrified of the capabilities of the world and nation they had come to believing to be a backwater of barbarian yokels.

"I will keep this safe, and see about returning the favor when we meet next, perhaps, I can see your collection then?" You ask. And see a smile unlike any other cross Perturabo's often dour face.

Your father is scheduled to leave last, but before he can, you summon him to a remote location in the mountains, to meet you alone with Malcador. And as the Custodians depart further down the mountainside to give you and them privacy atop the peak so high the mists cannot reach and the fog is to thin to block the sun, the three of you stand in a crude triangle as you steel yourself

"So, what is it that is so dire that you'd ask for such extreme secrecy, my son?" Your father asks, concern darkening and deepening his tone, as the new fog panther skin cloak Feng had given you on the night of your wedding, dances delicately in the gentle summer breeze

And what is the matter that you've brought him here to tell him of, Lieren?

>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.

>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of

>Of the alien races you're sheltering and your plans to include them into human society

>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

>Write in

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of

>>6041079
>>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

>>6041079
>>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

>>6041079
>>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.

>>6041079
>>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

>>6041079
Ok so the wording of this is incredibly vital, we need to difuse but also lay out the reasoning and logic. This is a pretty big moment and we need to note a few minor details about our life.

First step is to disarm ourselves before the Emperor because at this moment we are addressing him as his Primarch not his son.

"My lords I have already briefly mentioned to Malcador already a conundrum; mathematics dictates of the six Primarch you have uncovered a 30% sample rating of we whom were scattered. Two know the truth (us and the fake custodian), one is on the edge of uncovering it (magnus) and the remaining to three (including lorgar) are well within the sights of the Great Enemy whom have a notable presence upon their worlds (Angron and Lorgar). This leads to the dread conclusion a number of my fellow Primarch are likely exposed to the truth which has forced my hand to shelter my kin but also provide a tool though which you can handle possible threats."
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy
Show them the cluster fuck that awaited on Angrons world if we'd not acted how we did, reveal we are handing over command to them as we believe no transhuman should have this power, that we constructed this order so it could nestle within a young imperium so that none would question their presence or comings and goings. Now when a primarch is found these forces will seek out and eliminate chaos threats in shadows letting the Primarch focus on their other duties.

And now to show it was worth it reveal to them one such treasure we have recovered
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
The Old Ones were said to have made the webway...there may be some of the way in here.

Once it's all said and done simply wait for judgement.

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers


Nameless and Fragment of The Great Plan is necessary. But also our Promise to liberate Isha, cracking the prison of the icy Arinaka when fighting Belakor and her sending legion to fight chaos and of course the whole Kuronous episode would make for critical information on how to frame the project of eldar vassalization / protectorate.

In fact human psykers of appropriate reliability managing to do How Kuronous strings his Bow, Emps especially will make legitimacy of us taking over the sovereignty of craftworlds and exodites a lot more realistic and not a dream.

I mean i doubt there is any other psyker who could learn it as fast as Conanperor dad, he has had some history playing with all kinds of bows and arrows after all...

>>6041079
There is ironically a ton of important stuff we might want to talk about : Kurnous piece of soul deciding to test and then teach Lieren, the whole deal with the Mathoth ancient friendship and their desire for machine bodies etc.... and more (the spirit that attacked Elazar mind....). The Mechanicus are also a topic of their own that Lieren might want to put the foot down on them and their practices (ahem Hashut might look at the Mechanicus soon.....).


>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
In regard to the Nameless creation, very simple : Evil spirits where present all across Shangrila, and where clearly in a very long race for get the world most valuable assets. This made impossible for many humans to not fight them if they where their opposition, or have their lives destroyed by them if they couldn't fight. Lieren realized he couldn't do everything and be in every front at once. Other organizations he made couldn't exactly fit the role either, like the Wanderers or the Brothers. Even the Knights of the Phoenix (thats not their true name, much longer but memory escapes me for now) which quite literally had fought directly against the Bask Kingdom nurglite corrupted priesthood and aristocracy, in their own journey revolution for establish a republic and destroy tyranny, didn't fit the bill.

So after much thinking, he made a secret organization of demon hunters. Simply put Lieren needed help, many of this people instead had their life changed and wanted to stop this cursed beings. Made up of an all volunteer force that was already battle tested in both mind and body, against demons and mundane threats, and recruiting from multiple realms of Shangrila (recruits where also found in Nuceria. A Nameless recruit, is hardly green). The Nameless have prove their worth, will and morality, ensuring a full purge on Shangrila and thanks to a dedicate plan a full purge on Nuceria. Their constant monitoring is also excellent and well done. From the point of equipment, education, training and teaching with Lieren being their first Grandmaster is top notch.
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers
Arianka and her knights and maidens spirits have helped multiple times for nothing in return after Lieren saved her from her prison. The souls of the dead that join her are also treated well and gain the strength of fight demons instead of just being food. She also offered a boon to Lieren.

Isha despite having no obligation and being beaten to death every single moment of her chained divinity, decided to give a boon of help to Lieren. Kurnos after a test provided a boon. These can be all good allies in the spiritual plane, or at least not enemies.

>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
Another example of a boon given for help.

>>6041079
>All of them

A full and complete accounting of all our interactions with the Warp, personal impressions included.

>>6041079
>>6041239

+1

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of the alien races you're sheltering and your plans to include them into human society
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers
Just lay it all on them and hope they aren't too pissed off. I have no clue what Emps will think about Arianka, her army of order daemons and minor daemon princes of order.

>>6041245
>Just lay it all on them and hope they aren't too pissed off. I have no clue what Emps will think about Arianka, her army of order daemons and minor daemon princes of order.

Technically excessive order can be almost as bad as excessive disorder
but in the current context, that is not a bad idea.
The new variable would make the emps thinking of wanting to do something like yin and yang to order and chaos, probably the end result of something like the mandalorians in star wars who i recall believe there are two divine forces that constantly fight and if should one ever win then the world ends.

>>6041079
>All of it.

What secrets do I harbour that I should fear your reprisal?

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.

>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

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>>6041079
Alright i've slept on it and I think it would be suitable and frankly pretty thematic for us to jsut lay it all out; Everything. This is the end of a chapter of our lives, the dawn of something new as Eldrad said and upon this new step of our Journey I think it best we approach all this with an unburdened heart. Its all down to how we explain each point and the order in which we make them.
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First step is to disarm ourselves before the Emperor because at this moment we are addressing him as his Primarch not his son; we're hear to report

"My lords I have already briefly mentioned to Malcador already a conundrum; mathematics dictates of the six Primarch you have uncovered a 30% sample rating of we whom were scattered. Two know the truth (us and the fake custodian), one is on the edge of uncovering it (magnus) and the remaining to three (including lorgar) are well within the sights of the Great Enemy whom have a notable presence upon their worlds (Angron and Lorgar). This leads to the conclusion a number of my fellow Primarch are likely exposed to the truth which has forced my hand to shelter kin but also provide a tool though which you can handle possible threats."
State how given all those pieces in play it is what we belive what they would have done thus we hand the reins to them now.
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy
Show them the cluster fuck that awaited on Angrons world if we'd not acted how we did, reveal we are handing over command to them as we believe no transhuman should have this power, that we constructed this order so it could nestle within a young imperium so that none would question their presence or comings and goings. Now when a Primarch is found these forces will seek out and eliminate chaos threats in shadows letting the Primarch focus on their other duties.

And now to show it was worth it reveal to them one such treasure we have recovered
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
The Old Ones were said to have made the Webway.

This leads to our next point
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers
The key part is we emphasize we know all things must be watched with cunning but then we need to bring something up im actually shocked we've not yet; Where we fought Belakor. Let us simply refer to it as 'The Crypt' for we know what this place is... its a tomb of things that 'Could have been' its why Malal was there, why Arinaka was there and why after cracking her Prison the Chaos gods are freaking their shit we flipped the damn table on them and now it's anyones game. Say how we've seen the Aeldari Goddess Isha, we've fought and earned a technique from Kuronous.

>Of the alien races you're sheltering and your plans to include them into human society
He's read our book he knew this was coming.
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sry Malal

>>6041703
>>6041178
I am this guy but i ran outta room in that prior post. We must also pray Malal forgives us for this but its the end of an arc so we need to close loops.

>>6041282
Support

Perhaps this should instead be addressed one topic at a time. A vote discussing and deciding on each event, with a chance to wordsmith if we want an option at odds with Big E's immediate reaction.

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

Really I'd say all of them, He needs to know'em lmao.

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of
>Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers

>>6041079
>Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.
>Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of

Honestly when it comes to friendly warp spirits they seem not worth seriously considering right now, if Lieren frees Arianka or Isha then sure have a big talk with Big E to see if some cooperation would be possible but right now it seems like it will just water down this important meeting that is short on time.

Lieren already had a conversation about the eldar with Big E and Eldrad was at his wedding and they talked publicly about the aliens Lieren saved so it is not going to be a big deal for the emperor since his reaction would have been quite different if it was. So talking about them would just dilute this time sensitive meeting we are having.

Kind of sad we didn't get to meet Alpharius, but maybe he will surprise Lieren at the last second.

>>6041703
>>6041079
+1 to the wording of things
Lads I think looking at the votes 3/4 will be pushed through so I think need to start talking among ourselves coming up with good arguments and stuff. Because that will be our make or break. We need to pull all the stops out

>>6041703
Support

>>6041703
Supported. I wonder how many parallels the Emperor is going to see between us and him because our stories are shockingly similar in a lot of ways.

>>6041703
Supporting, it's pretty solid.

The nameless, the xenos, the great plan, it's all gona be mostly fine with E, I'm pretty sure.
But fuck, "I met a good spirit in the warp, she's some sort of ice godess" is a nuclear bomb. It's gonna be an instant "You have been deceived, son"

So far this timeline is all sorts of "fixed" because the great enemy got jack shit. I only worry about Perty, but honestly, he'll underatnd. Knowing that we didn't tell him about eye of terror gonna make him sour, but he out of all primarchs must understand the value of an oath given.

>>6042973
I doubt is gonna be a nuclear bomb. Lieren has been searching for allies and friends, all around, Arianka is such an help. Its completely natural and what you could expect of him. Has plus he has memories of this stuff.

Saying he has been deceived would be quite dumb, without knowing the story of how we have know her and with Lieren eyes. It has been mutual help and a clear ally. Someone deceiving would have not give such powerful boon to Lieren with him gaining a completely new Qi to add to his own (LIEREN CAN ACCESS TO TWO TYPES OF QI INSTEAD OF ONE), and certainly would have interfer with the Great Turtle Spirit enslaved by Hashut instead of aiding Lieren and his spirits companions, and then allowing the Great Turtle Spirit do what he wanted.
Arianka is currently being beaten around the warp against 6, even if she is regaining strength she has hardly a great strength. Malal alone has been described has a "leviathan of darkness rising" when we learned of him.

The bomb is the unknown spirit that attacked Elazar...

>>6041703
Supporting

am so pumped for the next chapter

>>6042973
The thing with the goddess of order is we didn't lie, hell it all happened right in front of him, he saw us do it, so did magnus. There is also no way he hasn't noticed the goings on in the warp. Saying we lied would be a massive leap imo. The eldar God thing might give him a darknchuckle because we seem like a mini me.

>>6041703
+1 to the write in stuff

Grey Knight Legion time. The 1st primarch the Lion was said to be most like him mentally so how funny is it the 2nd is most like Malcador? We're very clearly a Left Hand Primarch like the Lion.

Speaking of I just did some reading ans what we do with the Nameless is remarkably similar to what Custodes do and Grey Knights would come to do. We really are the Emperor moving in fast forward with Malcadors sneak in built. I could very easily see us becoming a primarch dad either stations with Russ or the Lion for exterminations or with others to handle more subtle and off the book clandestine operations. I wrote an omake about Lieren taking in the terran ravenguard who were exiled years ago and we really seem to be headed that way.

>>6041079
I'll change my vote >>6041245 to support >>6041703

>>6041703
Supporting this, we need to make sure it gets in.

>>6043111
Disagree. Yes of course it's all very clear to us, readers, because meta-knowledge, and QM literally told us so. But to big E the chain of events of Lieren going "I hate the warp gods" to "I got exposed to warp a lot, and now I think this one is pretty chill" will be concerning.
>Someone deceiving would have not give such powerful boon to Lieren
Well that's just not true lol. Thats what tzeench literally does. But that's beside the point.
Doubt it'll come to an ultimatum or anything like that, but E's hatred and distrust for warp entities is severe and won't go away just because Lieren said "she's nice". You must understand there are points of view that aren't as omnipotent as you are, and don't have the direct communication line to the writer.
Ironically, malal's daemon will probably be fine because it's just another enemy to kill.

>>6043756
>expecting people to not be autistic on 4chan

>>6043756
I think what is going to freak out the Emperor more is our parallels to himself. Other than the surface level stuff hunting demons, shadow ops and all that jazz, we already caught his attention with the faux webway, we like he was was are a friend of Eldrads, we like him are exceptionally keen at going deep lore diving. But this is the first time we did something in theory he wanted to do but had to take a half measure.

Naturally we don't know this but on Moloch he had to get the big four to help him actually create souls for us the Primarch. We with this Old One fragment have actually got the foundations to create souls from scratch which is insane that and in a weirdly twisted way he may well need us to decode it. I do also agree with an earlier Anon that surly the Emperor knows we've drawn some gifts from somewhere from the eyes to the waters of our soul since we were not made with them. I would also really hope he'd have actually seen what we were doing in the malal fight, he saw us busting at a cage and if anyone could tell what it was it'd be Big E. He'd surly be aware of ice spirits fucking with chaos?

In regards to the nameless we did exactly what they'd have done imo. Though they might have killed the nameless off instantly after but us handing control over rectifies that issue.

>>6043800
>Naturally we don't know this but on Moloch he had to get the big four to help him actually create souls for us the Primarch.
That’s nulore. Old lore he created the Primarches with any help.

>>6043808
*without
Dammit

>>6043808
My memory is a little hazy but as I recall old lore left it alot more up in the air like alot of things. Like how the Emperor at one point was 90% mystery and the shaman in a trenchcoat was only one of several with nulore confirming a specific origin. The Primarch were the same, it was always shadey and ominous the most recent lore just saying "yeah this was the right answer". Hell I remember back when I played more in 2nd and 3rd edition the Emperor was Malal or the Emperor is only a projection of Malcador and its his body on the throne was a common conspiracy.

In short I wouldn't call it nu lore more just taking down the dart board of possible answers

>>6041079
>>6041703
supporting the plan

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Calling the vote now, sorry for the long wait, had a run in with some dodgy street food.

Of the nameless and the necessary breaking of the promise you gave to him of absolute secrecy.:26

Of the fragment of the great plan you've found and the single expression of it you are let capable of:23

Of your contact and comradery with spirits of the warp opposed to the discordant powers:11

Of the alien races you're sheltering and your plans to include them into human society:15

Big write in specifics: 10

Total votes: 26

So Lieren will tell his father of the nameless, the great plan, his contact with friendly spirits opposed to the evil spirits, and his plans for the alien races he's sheltering and I'll try to incorporate what I can of the write in

Writing now

Yess something to look forward to

Adjusting your posture, altering the air you give off and changing your stance into that befitting a general addressing his lord, you drain all emotion and most humanity from your face, taking in a deep breath and filling your lungs with the thin, cool air of the mountaintop as you set your eyes on your father and creator and bid the completely logical half of yourself to take precedence as you prepare to speak and reveal many secrets, that could be the damnation or condemnation of any man, no matter how high and mighty or powerful the authority and privileges they wield.

"Multiple subjects are necessary to report to you immediately, my lord, with utmost urgency and severity, and yes, secrecy as well" You answer bluntly, the seriousness of your tone immediately striking both your father and malcador, and bidding them to austere and intensely attentive silence, with only your father lifting up his hand to bid you to continue. Calming the racing of your twin hearts by breathing out, pacing their pulse with the very same breath you darken your eyes with an inclination of your head and frown deeply and starkly, golden eyes growing cold as they shift to a wintery silver hue.


"My lords I have already briefly mentioned to Malcador already a conundrum; mathematics dictates of the six Primarch you have uncovered a thirty percent sample rating of we whom were scattered" You begin, dictating and speaking in the same timbre and pace as a digitally manufactured voice, which makes the usually steadfastly minded and natured Malcador ill at ease as you present your report with complete efficiency of speech "Of these six, I am certain two of our number know the truth you bid me to keep hidden, one is on the edge of uncovering it, and the three whom are wholly ignorant are are pursued doggedly by the great enemy, who have not turned away from them since they put them in their eyes, and hold a notable, non-insubstantial presence upon their worlds of adoption"

"What are you getting at, Second?" Malcador demands on behalf of your father, for once using your numerical designation out of respect rather than an attempt to make you dislike him and favor your father over him "What is the conclusion you've reached, through all your contemplations and calculations?"

"This leads to the conclusion a number of my fellow Primarchs are likely exposed to the truth" You answer simply, lifting your head to meet his gaze, which he does not avert even as warp ice crawls on the ground beneath your feet "Which has forced me to action, to guard and shield my kin and fellows against the corruption and taint embodied by the universal threat of chaos. And to fashion a tool with which you may deal with the potential threat posed by these conditions and forces working against us"

"My primarch, what have you done?" You father asks gravely, his own face stony and cold, without a flicker of compassion or gentleness
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>>6044605

"Only what I believed you would have done if you were presented the same obstacle and problems to solve, you and malcador both" You answer sharply though not impolitely, merely stating facts "based on my observation of your personalities and tendencies, and the pieces I could perceive in play in what our nemesis term the great game. Thus, it is only fitting I hand control over this tool to you, and relinquish my own command over it"

"What have you created?" He asks then, pressing for a clear answer, though you are both aware he knows the answer already

"Upon Nuceria, the world Angron arrived to. I faced a calamity in the making, a cascade of schemes and plots that it would be impossible for me to silence and snuff out all the thralls of our adversary on my lonesome and through my own power" You answer plainly, locking eyes with your father now

"You broke your word and forsook your oath to me" He rebukes, eyes aflame as you nod your head once, glimpsing a mere fraction of his total power as it washes over you in a momentary lapse of his inconceivable level of self control, self mastery, will-power and skill full wielding of his awesome, world shaking power

"Correct" You answer, unafraid in the face of the rising fury of your creator "I could not conceive an outcome without risk of Angron being affected or afflicted by the machinations of the dark power, without a seed of rot being planted within the soil of the world he'd create and lead on your behalf. Such an outcome was unacceptable, a failure, even by the slimmest of margins, that I refused to allow. It was the only avenue available to succeeding in my goal on that world and ensuring the continued success of our familial ambitions"

"You...told more than a handful" Malcador interjects as you father breathes out, retaking the reigns of his mind from his immediate, emotional reaction as he rubs his brow with his thumb and forefinger

"Two Hundred and Twenty one, Five sub orders of forty four, each specialized and specially trained to combat the enemy in different areas and methods. An order of Daemon hunters. Proven prior to recruitment to possess rare resistance to the wiles, temptations and energy of chaos, with unusually strong wills and blessed with extreme mental fortitude. All of whom, prior their induction to the order, personally slew chaotic entities or those wielding their powers on their behalf" You answer, attention snapping to Malcador, your eyes the only part of you that move as you explain the selection process of the nameless in brief "Further tested through the only method of determining innate resistances to the corruptive force generated by the denizens of the warp and their ability to resist their preternatural beguiling abilities. Enduring eight nights of meditation, introspection whilst being exposed to minute levels of warp radiation, before being made to battle in single combat, a Daemon"
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>>6044607

"How many died in the process" Your father asks emotionlessly, anger abetting as it emerges once more, as his eyes becoming purely calculating

"One for every two whom succeeded. This trial was followed by extensive tests to ensure their bodies, minds and souls remained pure and untainted" You answer as Malcador rests more of his weight against his staff

"A incredible success rate, and you are certain, all who underwent these tests were found, entirely devoid of the influence of the chaotic powers?" You father questions as his companion looks harrowed just from hearing your explanation of the nameless' recruiting methods

"Certain. They were further exposed to the influence and energies, in their initial missions and sorties against them" You answer with a nod "Part of the inspections include cybernetic augmentation, to the degree of the baseline human stock regiments fielded with the adeptus astartes, and the astartes themselves"

"You accomplished all of this in secret" Malcador mutters, hands tightened and whitened around the nuckles as he grips his staff and trusts more of his body weight against it

"Yes. But no man, transhuman or not, should be allowed to solely control the organization I have constructed to combat the machinations of our great enemy. I designed their every structure to easily fit with the nascent imperium of mankind, without their presence and influence being noticed, nor the identities of the members being noticed in their comings, going or eventual demise as they see to their responsibilities of the order" You answer, noticing your father is in deep internal conflict with himself, a conflict that grows as you continue to speak and explain "And so, when a primarch is rediscovered, they can seek out and eliminate threats unseen and unreal, allowing the primarch to focus entirely on their own duties, unaware of the dangers surrounding them, or the risk of corruption itself"

"I would not believe it if any other primarch spoke it, that it would be possible to perform such an undertaking so covertly" Malcador says, eyes flicking and glancing over to your father who lets out a sigh and nods his head

"What are they called?" Your father asks, adapting quickly and realizing that punishing you for this transgression will simply deprive him of a useful tool, one that would vanish like smoke into mist if he did reprimand you and seek their destruction

"They are Nameless, they seek no glory or accolades, only the safety and sanctity of their fellow man, and the destruction of all things chaotic" You answer, corners of your lips twitching near a smile as you answer "And they are yours to command, my lords, I will detail the intricacies of their functions and the specialization and internal leadership of their five internal schools"

"Six" your father corrects "One will be made to police and monitor the members of the other five and their actions"
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>>6044608

"The school of the void shall join the elemental five" You answer with a nod "I shall take part in selecting those of the prior membership, who are suitable for such a task and will not hesitate to eliminate any rogue elements or traitorous cells that may emerge within the nameless organization"

"Good, I will personally preside over this void order" Malcador commands with a nod towards his leader and friend, who approves his self appointment with a nod "But understand, that this...straying is only overlooked and its outcome approved, because we know you are incapable of allowing the taint of chaos to exist when it is revealed to you, and you are capable of detecting its presence and the most infinitesimal levels possible and are extremely resistant to it"

"And I will choose who is allowed into its ranks and are allowed to share the knowledge you have spread, against my trust" Your father says harshly, eyes narrowed "But, as Malcador said, I forgive you for this willful disobedience. Do not make a habit of going against my command, Lieren"

"I shall not" You answer with a nod "You will receive full reports of all of the actions performed by the Nameless. But moving onto the next topic. I encounter a remnant of an ancient race. Known to the Aeldari as the great old ones, the creators of the webway. A spirit tormented by the children of least of the six emergent chaotic powers, whom upon freeing from their agony, implanted a fragment of their great plan into my psyche, formed of arcane geometries and fractural webs of knowledge. Presently I was only capable of studying and comprehending one of its component fragments of the fragment. That of the component of containment, though I am aware of three other aspects of the portion of the great plan entrusted into me"

"I shall contemplate it when you are able to remove it from your own sub conscious" You father says, holding a halting hand to Malcador as his mind brushes against yours, searching "Be cautious old friend, such complexities could damage even minds as powerful and shielded as your own"

"I experienced as such, upon receiving and studying the fragment" You answer with a nod "and I shall show you the portions I have decoded entirely, via transcribing them in whatever format or material you deem suitable. However, I must admit another transgression, that is of alike with my contact of the spirit of the great old one. Though all denizens of the warp must be watched closely and treated with caution and cunning, at the time of the first of the damned's assault upon me, in the crypt beyond time and being, the tomb of could have beens, where repugnant Chun Qiang lurked and revealed themselves to cast their vast shadow over the empyrean, laid a spirit in a cage. A entity of opposite polarity and drive to the chaotic powers, a being of pure order and ice"

"You sought to free them" You father guesses "Is that why you strayed so far into the warp, to be beyond its perceivable extent"
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>>6044611

"I was pulled there by Chun Qiang and the other five" You explain "They showed me her prison to torment me, but did not expect for me to be capable of reaching through the bars of her ethereal cage, and exchange breath. The essence imparted to me in exchange for the lifeforce I relinquished to the being called Arianka, balances against the dread blessing of Chun Qiang that reveals all the truth of the world through my eyes. And her creations and aspects now wage a mismatched war against the chaotic throngs and hordes. I believe a sibling of theirs may exist, but have only seen their possible influence in one man, who rejected it violently"

"A member of your nameless" Your father guesses

"The very first. Who was, in a fit of mania, driven to burn thralls of the chaotic powers whom he would have under his own power attempted to preserve and redeem" You answer simply as snow begins to frost the ground "I have fought alongside the spirits of Arianka, against chaos, they have heeded my calls for aid. And I have looked upon the mother of the Aeldari race, Isha, when I looked upon putrid Na Gou, and swore to see her freed, and a fragmentary remnant of their joined spirit, their god of the hunt, Kurnous, tested me and trusted me with a power kept hidden to even his own, mortal children"

"How can you be so Blaise about all this?" Malcador asks you and father"You, willingly exposed yourself to unknown energies produced by a hitherto unknown type of warp entity, and you, old friend, took his contact with a, lets call it spirit of order, in stride. When he admitted to colluding and working alongside it"

"Order does not threaten all of mankind, and the spirit itself remains caged and powerless" Your father answers "And, hopefully, shall remain as such, if it intends to influence the materium and fate of mankind"

"Simply because something is opposite of something bad, does not mean it is good or beneficial, but I do believe Arianka and Isha being freed would benefit our goals" You admit openly, crossing your arms "But I am wary of the theorized second spirit of order. For while Arianka embodies purity, the one possible sign of the other's existence, speaks of a being of cleansing and retribution"

"A witch hunter's patron" Your father answers coldly "We will discuss what is to be done about the progeny of purity and Arianka itself, but, I am certain you are not under her thrall"

"We monitor any activity of these order spirits, and figure out the procedure for dealing with them" Malcador submits with a long sigh "If we approach them in a different manner than Chaos"
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>>6044613

"It remains to be seen, we will risk a few encounters, and establish policy and strategy after coming to understand the intentions and the breadth of them" Your father replies to him "But the fact you encountered what can only be called the ghost of a dead being, is no transgression, least of all as great as you spreading of the existence of chaos or your spiritual contact with this Arianka, the power they gave to you, may be able to cow the Aeldari into compliance"

"I think the shock of these revelations has addled your brain momentarily" Malcador scoffs

"Wishful thinking, old friend" You father jokes

"And the last report, is that I intend to integrate the alien beings I am sheltering upon this world into human society and eventually the galactic imperium it shall join" You explain simply

"If they benefit mankind and do not cause conflict within our borders, I permit this, in spite of your reckless rebelliousness" Your father says kindly "But, I will not spare them or give unto them mercy, if they prove a threat and obstacle to mankind's galactic destiny"

"The Mathoth and mankind once co-existed, so to in this modern era, the Nosa Rubigin, The Sagit, the Se'Ah'In, and Merchants of mirth"

"I have nothing against it, if they prove as useful as the Jokaero" Malcador adds

"But if they stray, betray mankind or pose a danger to it. You, Lieren, will be held responsible" You father concludes "And be tasked with their destruction"

You wince, blood turning to ice in your veins

"Do you understand? And the same is true for the spirit Arianka, and the Aeldari practicing your philosophy. If I determine they threaten humanity, you will be their executioner" He presses

"I understand" you answer, ice now crawling along the ground in finger length thick patches

"Good" he states "Is that all you need to report, my son?"

"It is" You answer with a nod

"Then let us get off this mountain, and enjoy what remains of our brief time together" He says warmly, throwing an arm around your shoulder

"And the nameless prove unusable, you will be tasked with their disposal as well, Lieren" Malcador warns "but I will assist you in this case, I as I have given my approval and oversight on that matter"
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>>6044616

Once your father has returned to Terra, what part of the initial steps of the colonization of the solar system of Shangrala do you oversee directly, Lieren?

>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala

>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

>The initial exploration of the planets sharing Shangrala's star and leading the exploration groups in surveying and studying the habitability and environments of the worlds

>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

>write in

Very fun update to write

>>6044617
How badly could big E have taken the establishment of the order?

Nice.

We managed to clear the air, and submit all of our action to review and audit in an abbreviated after action report.

Hiding issues of our mind, heart and soul from our dad would be potential fractures of the crusade and as such to be avoided.

Plus with our sight we are kind of predisposed to go charging into things eyes wide open, and as such a review of what we do from higher or peer authority that is read in to the subject matter is imho healthy as we have seen sometimes the Sight can be used against Lieren, the Second.

>>6044617
>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

This one i think is the most important to tackle as the colony ships need escorts imho, as well as auxiliary ships, all other tasks then benefit from many hands make light work concept, or action economy as they say.

>>6044617
>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala

>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

>>6044617
>>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala
>And using the recycled materials to help in the construction of a space elevator

>>6044617
>The creation of ships to house colonists.

Hoooooly shit. We dodged. . just. . a lot. A lot A lot.
I'm concerned about this "void" school., for the watchdog of the watch dog order is bound to be the most influential. And then corruption joins.

>>6044617
>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala
>The initial exploration of the planets sharing Shangrala's star and leading the exploration groups in surveying and studying the habitability and environments of the worlds
Feels like a good place to start.

It seems we managed to put the Nameless issue to rest, though I do feel like the emperors trust took a small hit there.
We likely went from "trusted to follow orders" to "might disobey if they believe they have good reasons to". Not the worst spot to be in, but that small seed of doubt might rear its head in the future.
Though with how readily we have shared our secrets, including the fact that we broke our oath, we will probably enjoy a high degree of trust regardless, so it's probably nothing time won't fix.
Though I can imagine Tzeentch rubbing his hands already

>>6044660
That can be self regulated council style. Void gets 1+1 votes, each other school gets 1 vote.
so void can always break any deadlock but if it has only one school on its side it is minoritary.

void investigates and then presents a case to a school council on the issue, be it before sentencing or after battlefield expedience submitting themselves for judgement.


>>6044669
>We likely went from "trusted to follow orders" to "might disobey if they believe they have good reasons to". Not the worst spot to be in, but that small seed of doubt might rear its head in the future.
>Though with how readily we have shared our secrets, including the fact that we broke our oath, we will probably enjoy a high degree of trust regardless, so it's probably nothing time won't fix.

we identified an existential threat, and are compelled to act against it. strictly speaking we did break his oath, but in the minimal way we thought it to be critically necessary to still be within his acceptance and operating within our projection of his aims. In a way this is why the primarchs exists. Emps no matter how great is at the end of the day only one man and can be only in one place at a time.

And like a technician Lieren simply has to ''fix'' things. So once he got his operating parameters of chaos has to be a secret he worked within that framework with some, to his and our discernment reasonable tolerances. A vastly different psychology from the custodes who are extremely literal, or inflexible with the emperors word.

conanperordad might need to get used to some initiative from his sons, as long as they come home and report to await his judgment like Lieren did at the first secure opportunity.

Because i do not think he was in a similar situation in eons so he has to dust up some very singular skills not used since the men of gold, and even then those men were not also technically speaking his sons and thus part of his family, so a lot more complicated than the skills he is in the process of dusting off.

Slowly and by degrees he will have to get used to this idea, because imho the sooner he does the sooner he can use and handle the primarchs better. Lieres mind and eyes allow him to be able to get the emperor as if he had a shoulder therapist, so he naturally manages to avoid the worst minefields, but other primarchs might not be so lucky.

>>6044617
>>6044653
changing my vote

>>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala

>And using the recycled materials to help in the construction of a space elevator

>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

>>6044660
>I'm concerned about this "void" school., for the watchdog of the watch dog order is bound to be the most influential. And then corruption joins.
Malcador is an ass, but he *will* do a good job managing them, as long as he lives. And as long as he isn't corrupted himself, but come on, that would never happen.
>>6044669
>We likely went from "trusted to follow orders" to "might disobey if they believe they have good reasons to".
That's where Lieren belongs tbdesu. He's loyal, but not a "follow orders" kind of guy. Honestly, only Dorn and Perty are follow orders kind of guys. Maybe Rowboat too.
Now I wonder if Malcador likes Perty. Now I wonder what's the comedic duo's opinions on all our currently found brothers, now that they have met them in person.

Malal's writing of the Emperor makes him read like he's both a ruler who's upset about disobedience and a father who's proud of his son(s). Lieren really is Horus of this timeline.

>>6044617
>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala

>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

>>6044810
>Malal's writing of the Emperor makes him read like he's both a ruler who's upset about disobedience and a father who's proud of his son(s). Lieren really is Horus of this timeline.

The Emperor has not had any near peers outside of Malcador since the men of gold, as was stated before. So his default I believe is do as I fucking say for I know better and have the track record for it. Considering the length of Old Night and the rather brief prominence of the era of the men of gold, it has been some time for him. Switching gears from that kind of inertia takes time and a lot of effort

>>6044617

>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

Ze Vote

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>>6044617
>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala

>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

switching/adding to the vote the platforms and salvage ops

>>6044810
I'm not concerned about Malcadore. His loyalty is beyond question.

I'm concerned about when Malcadore is dead.

>>6044617
>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo

>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

Damn, Why you gotta make me worried about Big E and Malcadore being problems?

>>6044617
>>The clearing and recycling of the debris in the orbit, working alongside Shirong to clear the skies of Shangrala
>The initial exploration of the planets sharing Shangrala's star and leading the exploration groups in surveying and studying the habitability and environments of the worlds

>>6044617
>Assisting in the creation of vessels to travel between the stars and house colonists, so Kanzeon and her sisters do not need to be burdened and turned into glorified transports, with Shan and documents left behind by the Magos and your brother Perturabo
We personally need to hard focus this, we're setting up the heart of our domain here.

>write in
Ask our Aeldari Journeymen if they have anything on the world's around us? There is a Webway Gate in system so it likely is there for a reason

>>6044617
>>The creation of the orbital defense array, with Tao Dandan, to make the bulwark of Long-Jia a reality

Ngl Malal I think we'd all love to see some cut aways coming up; Malcador and Alpharius, the Emperor and Valdor, the mechanicum response. Hell even how our legion is doing or the reactions of all the found brothers legions finding out their fathers are tight?