Previous Threads: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=The%202nd%20Primarch%20Quest_The presence of villains of the lowest of character, the slave taking raiders descended from the very worst of the old Aeldari empire, have once again emerged from the gloom to torment the children of mankind. New Varro had been found through the efforts of the league of Celestial Explorers, the world whose people who had long found shelter within the mist and fog swept valleys of Shangrala, whose stolen sons and daughters had fought and given their lives in the wars against the native tyrants of your home. And it had been found to still be predated upon by the thrall takers of the sadists with hearts twisted and withered by cruelty. One of the enemies of not only humanity, but all gentle natured races populating the stars.They had been tracked to one of that cruel world's neighboring planets, a fellow death world, that those who first looked upon it described in poetry as the "Fanged Cauldron the devours all hope", a seething, acidic mire that churned with the rising and falling of metallic spires that seemed like the fangs of some great country devouring beast. It was in this Hellish bog that the Aeldari raiders hid themselves away and took their prisoners from New Varro and nearer worlds. As they had once tried to do upon fair Shangrala. You knew this hideaway was a waystation of sorts, before they would return with their harvest of innocents to the darker depths of the webway.And knowing this, and knowing thus that they would have made a shield around themselves with their captured victims and playthings, you knew that even being given the reins of command of all available imperial forces on this mission of slaver eradication, that you could not simply assault their fortresses burrowed deep in the Cauldron's ever bubbling, ever shifting terrain. An Orbital bombardment to test the new line of star ship armaments, as Tao Dandan had suggested, could simply not be carried out until the captives were saved. Similarly, an armored rain and crawling advance of tanks and squadrons of fighter jets, would also put the innocent victims in harms way, which Dai Niu admitted he had not accounted for in his plans, a lesson to the young recruits for your legion that even veterans of war can overlook key details in a battleplan. And Liberty's suggestion to lure the raiders into a trap, was too risky as those who stayed behind to watch the slave pens may flee into the webway with their captives when they realize the doom of their compatriots.No, the most efficient means to save those lost souls of New Varro, is the same method you have used to great effect on tyrants across worlds and stars. Infiltration, followed by a swift, clean decapitation strike upon the local leaderships of these stellar bandits. Sowing Chaos, before striking a decisive and felling blow with the army under your command.Cont
>>6184790Preying upon these blackguards like the fog panther does, emerging from the mist, dragging one of their number away and vanishing once again uncaring of any retaliation sent your way.Hence, you will deploy a small number of the Brothers of the Panther, New Varro Volunteers, Shuni Bushwhackers, Sheowl Rangers, and your own space marines, leaving the variety of soldiers and warriors at your command in orbit but beyond the range of any sensor arrays the villains may be employing, waiting for the signal to launch their own assault. This force shall be further divided into smaller hunting parties, transported near the each of the strongholds hosting the curs who dare to impede another's freedom and make them into slaves, and will, simultaneously launch precision strikes upon the leaders controlling this band of savages and brigands. And then, the survivors of these attacks will face the full brunt of the wrath of the Carp Scaled Dragon and his armies."Attention passengers" Kanzeon most melodic voice rang through her hangar bay "We are approaching the target planetoid, in moments, we'll enter the effective launch range for your craft to reach their pre selected landsite. I wish you success on your mission, but I don't need to, considering whose capable hands you're under command of. Kill a few of those bastards for me, my scholar"You smirk, as the whole troop transport abrupt with cheers and oaths sworn about how many Aeldari raiders each soldier will cut down and how they'll kill them, the boasts turning from believable to the implausible rapidly, with Chul-Moo declaring he'll kill one of the slavers by swinging another's broken body at them like a flail while one Shuni Bushwhacker declares he'll put a single bullet through the eyes of four different enemies. The New Varro irregulars, remain deathly silent, free of their usual blithe and carefree attitude, their joyful eyes turned sheer cold and flint like as the final preparations for launch are carried out by Kanzeon, with such precision and rapidity, it is almost as easy as it is for her to "Breath" and cycle the air through the various hallways and compartments of her titanic body. You close your eyes, empty your mind and center yourself, cycling a brief glimmer of Hysh through the Sword of Love as you hone and sharpen its edge and polish its surface. Today would be a day of much bloodshed._"What do you mean our employer is dead, I though you incubi would lay down your lives in the defense of their sworn lords?"Iysvan of the scarred web hummed, purring dangerously as the blank stare of the principled warrior stared into him, sensing the outrage and malice radiating from the trained, expert killer "Isn't this shameful, to admit that Lord Ezqir has fallen victim to treachery beneath your..."Cont
>>6184791"Not treachery" The incubus growled, as the blood red lenses of their helmet "A monkeigh""An escaped slave, truly, you are a failure of" The began before the Incubi stepped closer, towering over them Iysvan had taken care not to approach Ezqir's bodyguards for fear of losing his own life if they sensed his ambition to replace the far to lax and unambitious Lord, but he was certain none towered quiet so large"I am no incubus, the owner of this armor fought well, honorably, and died with dignity" The voice purred, as the lenses, once crimson, flashed gold and then briefly silver, as a warp presence bled out of the towering, shadowy figure as Iysvan recoiled, reached for their side arm, and saw their own headless body pull their favored, personalized Splinter Pistol, Spider's kiss "The same cannot be said of you, petty schemer, but your underlings and Ezqir's remaining body guards, will find both he and you dead, by the others orders" The giant in stolen armor explained "And do not concern yourself for your cruel witch of a daughter, she proceeds you to welcome you to whatever hell awaits all of you and all your repugnant kind"But Iysvan knew nothing more, his final thought wondering how a barbaric thing like a Monkeigh could speak such fluent and beautiful Aeldari..._"I should've listened to the Beast Master, this stretch of space has become too treacherous to haunt. Didn't think you were real...Skinthief." The pale skinned, red haired beauty hiding a serpent's nature sighed, completely at peace as she lay dying on the ground, having fallen directly into a trap laid by Shuni Bushwhackers and New Varro Gunslingers, surviving long enough for you to interrogate her as you returned from your own successful assassination of the leader and their duplicitous second in command. Her own underlings lay broken around her, their armor sloughing off with the flesh from their bones as they sunk into the hungry mud of this deadly world, while she lay upon a slab of jutting metal, legs crippled and torso nearly separated from her lower half entirely from the extreme saturation of fire she had fallen victim to."Stollaire has crawled from the grave once more?" You hum and the serpent smirks as her eyes glaze over and become as glass "I see, I'll need to bury him deeper next time we meet""Guessing you successfully headhunted those no good sons of bitches" Redrum redmond snarls, pulling off the bandana he had wrapped around his face "Die like any other mangy mutt. Wish Curly coulda been here to see this bitch give up the ghost""Hear hear my friend, this deviless was most deserving of this sorry end we've met her with, may her soul know torments as her victims have know at her hands" One of the Shuni warriors spits, her handsome face disfigured by a plasma burn "Where to shall we exact vengeance for the meek, Temple Toppler?" Cont
>>6184794"We'll rendezvous with the other hunting parties" You explain, as the distant sounds of fighting reach your sharp, well attuned ears as the fortress you had just escaped from descends into anarchy amid a dozen grabs and scrambles for power and authority. "And then? We call in the cavalry" Redmond asked as he rolled himself a cigarette, barely affected by the vile fumes rising from the bog digesting the dead Aeldari and their wargear "Hit these sonsofbitches hard? or do we go bounty chasing again? Who you kill in that black tower, anyhoo, gold-eyes?""Two villains whose names shall go unremembered and pass from mortal kenning swiftly" You answer as the Shuni bushwhacker nods "Plucked from their false wings, they fall like any other maggot with ambitions to be a butterfly" They hum "Shall we leave this mire, before we join the dead in this slurry""Yeah, Red Rum, Gold-Eyes, lets get the hell out of here for we become supper for this reeking mud!" Another New Varro man whistles sharply as you check your coms and grin pantherishly, flashing your teeth like fangs as you receive, one by one, reports of successful assassinations carried out on the respected and feared veterans and officers of this slave taking tribe, who could in theory have regained order and commanded loyalty from the now leaderless troops.Who do you have lead the conventional assault on the Aeldari' raiders positions, Lieren?>Dai Niu, bring in the Steel birds, iron turtles and steel giants and crush the slavers beneath treads and heel, while your covertly free and rescue the slaves>Give Nikephoros the reins of command, and have him bring in the Creti Gravewardens, Vishnu Screamers, and the Relieved in the imperial army, all of whom are experienced in fighting in conditions such as these.>Give Qian Xiaowen the chance to prove their worth as a general, and allow him his choice of forces to deploy while you lead your space marines.>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!>Write in
>>6184795>>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!first vote of the thread
>>6184795>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!
>>6184795>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!
>>6184795>>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!
>>6184795>Yin Delun, who is expected to soon replace his ailing father Yin Jie, has been trained by his uncle the black general. Let us see if he has inherited the unbroken thunders howl's tenacity!>Write inDuring this fight I think we should encourage our Sons to use Lotus Sceptres, it's time to get memory ripping, knowledge stealing, technique borrowing and trophy taking. I also think it may be wise to take the Incubi Gear for some reverse engineering for our own uses because thats' some great tech. At the very least we can use it to listen into communications among Incubi whom are nigh always beside VIPs. We'll give the boys a heads up it's going to be intense though.Semi related i think we should to the Black General a favour...i think he'd want to di in the saddle in a fight. We should bring him sometime so he can pass happy.
>>6184795>Give Qian Xiaowen the chance to prove their worth as a general, and allow him his choice of forces to deploy while you lead your space marines.gooooo
>>6184988Support write in
>>6184988>Support
>>6184988While drukhari are a valid reason to use the scepters, we should never encourage their regular use. Kanzeon is deeply wary of people coming to abuse them like they have in the past, and for good reason.Reserve their use exclusively for enemies, and not opponents or foes.
>>6184795>V: 8>Dai Niu: 0>Nikephoros: 0 >Qian Xiaowen: 1>Yin Delun: 7>Write in: 1>>During this fight: 3
>>6184795>Give Qian Xiaowen the chance to prove their worth as a general, and allow him his choice of forces to deploy while you lead your space marines.I'm curious how a Qian would fight.
>>6185531The Qian way of warfare is spycraft, and they adapted and learned for further enhance their craft in this new age. Much like all the other houses did under the mandate of the dragon carp. But Xiaowen is in the Long-Jia army and received good military tutelage. So he might mix tactics, between the military doctrine of the army, and how the Qian usually fight.
>>6185477>V: 9>Dai Niu: 0>Nikephoros: 0 >Qian Xiaowen: 2>Yin Delun: 7>Write in: 1>>During this fight: 3
>>6184795 #>Give Qian Xiaowen the chance to prove their worth as a general, and allow him his choice of forces to deploy while you lead your space marines.
>>6185695>V: 10>Dai Niu: 0>Nikephoros: 0 >Qian Xiaowen: 3>Yin Delun: 7>Write in: 1>>During this fight: 3
>>6184988Support
>>6186035>V: 11>Dai Niu: 0>Nikephoros: 0 >Qian Xiaowen: 3>Yin Delun: 8>Write in: 1>>During this fight: 4
Hey Malal here.Sorry for the long wait, I'll try to call the vote and write later tonight. Away from my PC at the moment, so I'm posting this from my phone. If I don't call the vote today, it's cause I passed out or my computer's machine spirit decided to rebel after i got back to it.
Calling the vote now, sorry for making you wait a bit longer. I clonked out and had to cook some late dinner.Anyways>>6186562Thanks for gathering up the votes, always appreciate it XD.So Lieren will give Yin Delun, the Future lord of the Yin family the chance to prove if he has inherited his uncle's tactical excellence and tenacity in battleWriting now
Yin Delun stood, a fine military man now, whose noble origins were obvious the manner which he held himself and the handsome features on a face that seemed carved from porcelain. His black hair was hanging loosely, in a style mimicking one you favored during your time as a general in the rebellion. It was due to the cautious nature of his sire, Lord Yin Jie, that he did not bare the over many scars from the wars and conflicts since the liberation of Long-Jia, having kept him by his war table as an advisor or serving Yin Lie in a subordinate role. But, though he was not as battle tested as some of the greatest in the new generation of generals, in his eyes you recognize something as familiar as the back of your own hand, the same fire of zeal that ever burns in the chest of his uncle, the legendary black general. "Sir Delun" You greet, turning over a see through glass filled with freshly brewed white tea around in your palm as you welcomed him into the stilt raised habitat you've taken as a general's tent "It has been too long since our last meeting, far too long since you and I have exchanged words, come, sit, there is much to discuss. How is your young wife?""She yet weeps for the uncouth weeds of her line, that were cut down during the revolt, but I've spoken with her and know she mourns the men they may have been, without the Yan's fang sunk into the hides of my northern cousins" He answers professionally "She intends to name our first son after Zihao, but our first child shall be a daughter. Her mother is already coddling the babe before they're even born into the world""And if it were not for the current owner of the six fanged spear being the emperor, she or her mother would have asked for it to be returned to the hands of your let unborn son" You chuckle, having read what Delun left unsaid"They retain their pride, despite their shame" He smirked "But she is agreeable, our married life is amicable. May I ask how you and your wife who walked one day from the depths of the bone devouring forest are getting along""Like clouds and the sky, and fish and the sea" You lovingly muse, as you pour Delun a cup "The love I hold for her is only matched for the love I have for my fellow man, as a whole. I hope your marriage may be as blissful as mine, young general, but I did call you from orbit, to this misbegotten land and its hungry mires, to gossip about our wives and share husbandly wisdom with you""I expected as such, though I am much curious about how the bond of giants such as you and Lady Kanzeon differs from those of men of lesser stature. There is much rumors about how you have sired so many sons already grown into men...Ah I forget myself" He cheerfully answers, revealing that despite the fire in his eyes, he is still the Delun you knew when you first met him boisterously speaking in his lord father's placeCont
>>6187397"It is a complicated matter, and do not let her hear you speak of such fanciful gossip" You chuckle good-naturedly as you and he both raise up your glasses "But, to chop nails and slice iron, I've summoned you down to this hell-pit, to take charge of the armies presently being transported to the surface"Delun choked on a mouthful of tea"Truly?" He rasped, wiping the spat out tea off his chest and the metal wrough table between the two of you"Truly. Your father and uncle are both getting on in their years, and I know soon you will take Jie's place as Yin patriarch. And like Lord Dai, as stalwart of a man as Yin Lei is, His hair is more grey than black now. The time when he is no longer capable of leading from the van or even directing from the rear, is faster approaching than most, even the man himself, realize" You answer honestly, nodding your head "He has trained you, taught you all he knows. There are few generals I trust more than the Black General""Without his expertise and friendship, some say the rebellion would've been a much longer, bloodier affair" He says, a sad looking flashing through his eyes, bringing up his father's approaching death has upset him somewhat "But I am no Unbroken Thunder's Howl, Lieren""You need not be. Make a name for yourself as Yin Delun. Forge a legacy that the southern and northern Yin Branches may both be proud of. Raise your banner, and march forward to a future where the old enmities and grudges of past wars may be washed away like blood or ink" You answer sternly, swirling your tea around "This is will be your first command. Your father is too far away to impede it or argue for another to take the dangerous role of leader against these foul slavers from beyond the faintest glimmer of the stars. Your uncle is not present for his renown to overtake your authority and take the mantle of generalship from graciously. There is only Yin Delun, beneath the banner of white clouds"He sipped at his tea, contemplative, wondering if he had the makings of a general as fine as his storied uncle."And when white clouds clear, the possibilities of what are behind them are near limitless. Yes. You will do finely, if your uncle has imparted even a fraction of his tenacity and tactical genius into you through his mentorship. Take the reins of command, and lead the armies of Long-Jia in purging this world of Tyrannical filth. I shall lead my sons from Terra, for I am the most informed of how they are best utilized in battle, but in all other things, it is up to your discretion. Examine the forces under your command, and decide how best to employ them" You continue on"And when shall we attack?" He askes clumsily, not yet finding his footing as a leaderCont
>>6187399"When you decide the time is right, General Yin. Until that time, I shall be here, drinking my tea and day dreaming of wading through burbling streams with my wife" You answer in jest, and wave him away, knowing despite the uncertainty and self doubt that is all but consuming him, Yin Delun is the right choice for command. Today will be remembered, though what tales they shall tell of it and the general who subjugated the slavers, is yet to be seen_<Account of the March Through Hell's Cauldron, Given by a Veteran of the Black Jade Reunification Campaigns, Interviewed during the Great Crusade by Remembrancer <Data Missing, archivist researching the cause>"Back then, Yin Delun wasn't thought of too highly in the imperial army. Yin Jie was never respected as much as his brother, Yin Lei, for good reason. Yin Lei, and do not let this leave this humble abode of mine, could have easily bested a number of Lieren's brothers. He was the greatest of generals, and still without peer in many ways. He was a man grown, he had children, and had, in theory, served for a number of the previous wars. Fighting more terrible than what my grandchildren know under the lord of Terra's reign. But he was never on the frontline, never given the responsibility of leadership. He was, as we mocked him then, a crane standing atop the cypress, fearful for the sanctity of its wings and dryness of its feet"*The aged soldier reached for a medal pinned to the uniform, rubbing it fondly between his thumb and finger, along a patina formed by oils of his hands*"And at a time, we wondered if the primarch we were blessed to know, had gone mad from swamp gas. Yin Delun, looked uncertain, queasy when he began to give his orders. Pale around the face, like half a corpse. I was sure I'd die in that horrible cauldron. But, he was our general, and we followed his orders. The officer I served under was adamant that we did. I'd never fought Aeldari before. But I'd heard the horror stories. Seen what they did when they were on our side. Carys of the far sight had shown just how lethal the reedy not men could be in a fight. And we were sent against their sadistic hearted cousin, under the command of an untested general"*The interview lifted up an augmented hand and laughed loudly*Cont
>>6187402"Oh I kowtowed and scraped for hours after the fighting was done. It took days, hard, long days. But we lost more men to the wily bog than those kidnappers. Yin Delun, wasn't like his father. Nor was he like his uncle. A crane, with pure white feathers, we called him. A spring cloud rushing to the meet the storm, we laughed at first. But, that banner of his, splattered with flesh melting mud, burned from the strange energies of dark light and sear with plasma and las scorching, once pure white, was tattered and always at the front. He was no black General, how could he be. But as he lead us through the muck and mire, he did not falter or waste a single man's life. He finished it in a month. And that was accounting for the enemy reinforcements and the strange, agonized corpse monstrosities they unleashed upon us. Yin Lei, was like thunder, loud, repetitive, striking until even a mountain would shatter, Unbroken. But Delun"*The Soldier flicked open one of his cybernetic fingers an lit an lho stick with the flame the appendage produced""He was relentless. He did not pause his march. Once he declared "And I shall drown the last with my own hands, if I must", he kept us on the move, moving across the ever changing face of the cauldron, in rapid, lightning strikes that even the Lai skyriders struggled to keep up with. And that's when, when I was camping with some of my men, I dubbed him the "Relentless Lightning's Roar", and who came stomping out of the brush, but Delun himself! Our Ashen General! And I was glad to have him when the fighting started, even got to fight with the Giants...sorry, I mean the Adeptus Astartes, that day"*Note, this soldier is the fifth to claim to be the source of General Yin's epithet*"Ya know, he refused cosmetic surgery. He was in good enough graces to get it quicker than any of us, could've flown back to those lotus ships in the sky, and looked as unmarred as when he first stepped into the cauldron's heat. But he refused. The acidic burns along his face, arms, that knotted his chest. He kept them. Made them a badge of honor. I'll go to my grave with these cauldron's burns, I swear to you that, young miss"_"He's actually drowning him. Though he was just spitting hot air when he said he would" Red Rum whistled, impressed as Yin Delun, insists upon executing the last hold out of slaver resistance on the cauldron, but pushing the Aeldari who had shot his flag bearer in a particularly acidic pool of water, ignoring the skin it steamed from his arms as he held the stronger man under the surface, having bested him in single combat, as the few raiders that had survived with the last of this outpost, were made to kneel before a larger path of flesh eating march, a rifleman behind each, waiting for their order to put a single bullet in the back of their heads.Cont
>>6187404If there was one praise to be said of these ill natured brutes, it was that they did not squirm or plead for mercy, but rather closed their eyes and waited for their end."It was a swift end, painless as well" You answer "But I'm sure it'll be a sight none of his soldiers will ever forgot. Yin Delun has proven himself a master of the ceaseless advance, and shown how he differs from his much more greatly renowned uncle""And now! Friends!" Yin Delun, voice hoarse and higher pitched from the pain he endured to end his opponent in the manner he swore he would "New Varro is free from the shadow of these black hearted curs! Let the Cauldron boil their bones, and let us, friends and brothers all, leave this reflection of hell, to greet our cousins beneath the same sun!"You clapped as the thunderous cheer that the soldiers, even some of your own sons, responded to with gusto and triumph, rippled for miles across the Cauldron's bogs.And now that the Slavers are dealt with, How do you approach the people of New Varro, Lieren?>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.>As your father's son, a primarch bringing light and unity to them and pulling them from the lonely dark of ignorance>Contact them remotely first through transmissions and speak to their leaders, so as not to frigthen them by suddenly blotting out the sun with Kanzeon's mass.>By disguising yourself as a drifter, and testing their leaders and seeing if returning the refugees and reuniting New varro with wider humanity is ALL that needs to be done today.>Write inYin "Total Drukhari Death" Delun
>>6187405>By disguising yourself as a drifter, and testing their leaders and seeing if returning the refugees and reuniting New varro with wider humanity is ALL that needs to be done today.We do this to move among them meeting those Bunyans we've heard about and so on leaving behind the Gallows and feasts for crows. (might see a few fun alt PoVsOnce the feverpitch reaches suitable levels for a reveal and their leaders gather.>As your father's son, a Primarch bringing light and unity to them and pulling them from the lonely dark of ignorance"Congratulations you are being Reunified, please do not resist." WE personally need to practice this.
>>6187405>>6187418+1Yeah. We must practice>"And I shall drown the last with my own hands, if I must"The mad lad actually did it. How many children will that guy sire with those moon sized balls of his.
>>6187405>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.>As your father's son, a primarch bringing light and unity to them and pulling them from the lonely dark of ignorance>Contact them remotely first through transmissions and speak to their leaders, so as not to frigthen them by suddenly blotting out the sun with Kanzeon's mass
>>6187418>Support Long Jia will serve under the emperor as allies. But we do serve.
>>6187405>>As your father's son, a primarch bringing light and unity to them and pulling them from the lonely dark of ignorance
>>6187405>By disguising yourself as a drifter, and testing their leaders and seeing if returning the refugees and reuniting New varro with wider humanity is ALL that needs to be done today.>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.These are hardcore survivalists; they aren't going to arbitrarily respect some Emperor they've neither seen nor heard of. Scope them out and ensure their families are returned, then we can work on relations from there.
>>6187405>By disguising yourself as a drifter, and testing their leaders and seeing if returning the refugees and reuniting New varro with wider humanity is ALL that needs to be done today.>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.I would like them to have a good relation with Shangrala first and foremost, then we can work on the rest when Emps actually get here.>Yin "Total Drukhari Death" DelunDidn't expect Yin Delun to go that hard, but then again when your first combat encounter is against Dark Eldar and you grew up following the journey some strong emotions are to be expected. Would be mildly funny if personally chocking enemy commanders becoming his signature move. Instead if "Hangman" he becomes known as "Handman"
>>6187405>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.
>>6187405>By disguising yourself as a drifter, and testing their leaders and seeing if returning the refugees and reuniting New varro with wider humanity is ALL that needs to be done today.
>>6187405>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home>By disguising yourself as a drifter, and testing their leaders and seeing if returning the refugees and reuniting New varro with wider humanity is ALL that needs to be done today.
>>6187405>>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.
>>6187405>V: 11>Officially: 6>As your father's son: 5>Contact them remotely: 1>By disguising yourself as a drifter: 10>Write in: 0
>>6187405>>Officially, as a minister and official of the Long-Jian empire, returning their lost friends and family home.>>As your father's son, a primarch bringing light and unity to them and pulling them from the lonely dark of ignorance
>>6188138>V: 12>Officially: 7>As your father's son: 6>Contact them remotely: 1>By disguising yourself as a drifter: 10>Write in: 0
I have a few questions i'd like to ask Malal to confirm some details we'd know in story as far as i know but i think would be good information too have in general. It'd be great if Malal can confirm some of these details. 1) How far from home in New Varro travel scheme wise? Local cluster/sublight travelable or in need of Warp Travel?2) Given four Primarchs have access to the Gold Dragon's Path and we chat with magnus here and there do we know if any brothers have had Astartes dropped off? 3) In terms of combat capacity where would you rank Lieren among the known brothers?4) Have we noticed any interesting developments among our Aeldari Hosts?5) Where does our equipment stand when compared to Aeldari gear or standardised Imperial? Do we get many Aeldari visitors etc?6) https://youtu.be/kjaztR4LNuk this is just us ain't it lmao7) Without telling us how much have we jumbled the order of things8) More PoV cut aways pls?
>>6188541oh shit and has Lieren put any more thought into the Four Keys to the Ice Cell or Isha? Im try to not loose track of plot threads
>>61885412) Given four Primarchs have access to the Gold Dragon's Path and we chat with magnus here and there do we know if any brothers have had Astartes dropped off? probably not, we got our 300 2nd legion sons because we asked for them and we were in the middle of a war where they were most needed to end it with less casualties.When it comes to P and M, learn not to bug their sons for a while (costs too much in power to be profitable if they are not in danger) ,and A has some civil problems with the population on his planet but nothing that needs a spacmarine to solve it.
>>6188541Since we have find it relatively recently likely some warp travel was done, not too far clearly but New Varro doesn't sound very near either. So far Lieren own recent colonization and exploration was mostly done in Shangrila home system.Is one thing we thought about doing, sending other imperial expeditions to Angron, Perturabo and Magnus. It does require some prep from both sides for establish a temporary Gold Dragon Road/Path. And the emperor might be running around with the initial stage of the Great Crusade at this point. So very unlikely.Lieren is quite strong, both a warrior, a psykerist and a general. And also an engineer and administrator, one charismatic and gregarious. His combat experiences are varied, i put him already above Kurze or Lorgar. He will command a strong legion with a strong foundation, and strong bonds both internal and external. I would put Lieren at the level of Sanguinius and Magnus, but not quite. It does need to be said that Magnus, Perturabo and Angron would also change in ranking because they are changing with Lieren around.So far, i would say no. Except the usual, they have settled in really well in Shangrila and the Wanderers are good friends of them. Outside Shangrila they keep their relations with other groups of Eldar Journeymen, such as the one lead by Amatheon across the webway. Right now other Eldars view them with a mix of reactions, but Lieren and Eldrad encounters have avoided anything too bad at least with craftworld ones (many have been kicked by their craftworlds though and are looked down upon). This was further helped by Lieren learning Kurnous shade bow psykerist technique (not the exact name "How Kurnous String his Bow" or a close similar is the exact one), and offering to freely teach it to any craftworld eldar that want to learn it and accept to learn it from him. I do think the golden rays of the Journey have become familiar with them at this point.The descriptions across the quest speak for themselves. The Butcher War and the Expedition of Nuceria might be my favourite. The reaction of the imperial expedition upon looking at the Shangrila militaries is a good example, or the ones of the Olympians bodyguards of Perturabo. Another example recent at that is how much the Long-Jia army that arrived here destroyed the dark eldars forces. In short it can go toe to toe with eldar one, it has in fact adapted or modified eldar technology too. The types of units, ways of warfare and equipment are quite many be a Lai Skyrider or Dai Stalwart, a Vishnu Screamer, a Kang Charger, a Bask Knight and more. Its also more ecological for tech.Sort of, the main difference is that Shangrilans peoples don't dislike using diplomacy, and they are friendly. They will come for you like that if you are a tyrant.Things are so off rails that Hashut was forced out of his hidden hole to play the great game in the open, and Malal out of his slumber.
>>6188614Rereading Malal's awakening is a fucking trip."The key is turned, WITNESS DIVINE RETRIBUTION!"Was fucking hype and still is. Fuck you, half and half, we shall trample your domains repeatedly.
Calling the vote now, Sorry for the long wait.>>6188540Thank you as always for tallying up the votes for me, XDSo Lieren will first disguise himself as a drifter and test the leaders of New Varo, before approaching its people as the Emperor's son and an official/ minister of the long-jian empire.Writing now. >>61885411: The former, the first raiding party under Cearnarch did stop by New Varro before troubling Shangrala2: Lieren is not aware, but Big E only brought some of the 2nd to Shangrala cause "Oh fuck that's a favored servant of khorne with an angry, evil sapient DoT ship, we need to stop that, immediately" and so the father and son gift exchange happened3: Known to him or just in general? He is very multitalented and multifaceted, and there is a lot that make him a really challenging opponent to have, like casually altering the local reality based on vibes, suddenly adopting the Mein and talents of someone else entirely, and the Carp Style in general and his special eyes...etc So I'd put him pretty high in the rankings, >>6188614 is basically on the money exactly4:Not recently, outside of them getting along with the locals5: It is a mix of DoT humanity and Aeldari tech, combined with Lieren/ Kanzeons own tinkering, so...6: Kind of, Lol7: A lot8: Of course!>>6187522The Yins tend not to employ half measures>>6188815It is in the top favorite of the scenes I've written of this quest still. I had a blast with that whole sequence
After the imperial army except for a small space defense force that took up stations around the New Varo system in preparation for the ships faring those New Varo natives who wished to return alongside a diplomatic force from the various nations and subjects of the Long-Jian empire returned back through the void homeward, and communications had reached the imperial household, there was much ardor and excitement to see families and friends long separated united and to see how much of their Rattleman and Rough rider tall tales were mere exaggeration and what were entirely true of the lethal land. However, heeding your council, Emperor Long-Jia Jinhai demanded both the humanitarians and curious explorers to restrain themselves and await a second signal to begin their journey to the world yet unknown to them all.And that second signal would be you speaking your final judgement of the leaders of the New Varo people, when you declared them to be just and worthwhile rulers or announced them as being tyrants undeserving of living beneath the same stars and heavens as the rest of humanity. But, unlike your travels on Nuceria, you would not be alone beneath the illusionary shroud cast by "The Dragon sheds its scales to walk amongst snakes", for Kanzeon would be accompanying you in a avatar of lesser stature and beauty than the one she usually uses to interact with the wider world and walk at your side, while also keeping an eye on you with her sisters from the orbit of the planet.Like when you donned the identity of aged Kynigos to walk amongst the slaves and gladiators beneath high rider rule, you create a mask to wear so as not to draw over much attention in your investigation and travels.Kanzeon, using historical documents and ancient entertainment videos helps you craft this false personage. A man with no name, but Hunter, face wrinkled, toughed and tanned by the winds and blazing sun to resemble old leather, with habitually squinted eyes and a unshaven beard and wind swept hair the color of prairie grass. Then, with the assistance of Miss Applegate, Red-Rum and Clayton, you dress yourself in the traditional attire of a drifter of the cruel plains and wastelands of their homeland. You decide to don Michah's hat, and wear a shawl called a poncho, colored and designed after the red stone mesas and sandy deserts, and a drab olive green vest covering a white cotton shirt, and tough trousers made of a durable blue material. With a belt holding two holsters for revolvers, a knife and a walking stick made of wraithbone for its psionically reactive properties, your garb for your journey is ready.Kanzeon meanwhile, dresses in the fashion of the aristocracy of New Varro, with a quail egg blue ruffled dress and a hat called a bonnet, shielding the pale, delicate face of her newly crafted avatar.Cont
>>6189761And then, with your preparations complete, you covertly travel to the surface of the world of the ever dependable and loyal gunslingers who have done so much good for the people of Shangrala and beyondThe first night, you spend alone with your wife in a cave, having had to flee inside of it quickly upon the approach of one of the dust storms so often spoken about by the new varro refugees. That you had seen could in fact flay a man in moments, as you had watched occur to one of the Wild Rattles get skinned in the time it takes to blink when you had spent a meager two hours walking through the wilderness"Not the worse weather I have on archive, for a world fit for human habitation at least" Kanzeon hums, her smaller bodied avatar speaking with the familiar bur and accent of the New Varro people "Almost reassuring, hearing that tinny wail. Its shaving away the rock of this cliff we're hunkering under""It is oddly soothing, my love, in the same way the shriek of a dark light lance or the cracking of an ice sheet over a lake is, unearthly yet oddly comforting" You concur as you stir a pot of beans to brew that liquor known as coffee "Once this storm is over, we'll need to head to the nearest population center""Already have a few picked out, the storm isn't strong enough to blind my sensor suite" She answers with a nod as she sidles up next to you and rests her head upon your shoulder, smiling contentedly as the winds howl and rage just a few feet away. And faintly, you can hear the sounds of the unfortunate creatures unable to find shelter or who found their hiding places suddenly torn away from them. While upsetting, the presence of wildlife on a world so hostile to life, is in a way inspiring as it shows just how much resolve life has to continue and endure even in the most dreadful circumstances and harsh environments.And come morning, and the end of the dust storm, you continue your journey to the nearest town beneath the uncomfortable and relentless heat. The whole planet feels like it was placed with in a great, cosmic forge whose flames had been fanned too greatly and were now setting the whole furnace aglow. "This...is the first time I regret giving myself the ability to experience the world as other humans do" Kanzeon pants, soaked in sweat and weary as you lead her gently by her delicate hand "How can you stand this heat, Lieren""It is nothing compared to having your soul lit ablaze or enduring the glare of one of the damnable lords of discord" You explain "We can rest when we find some shade my love, the walk to the town is only a few more miles""Should've...come in one of my metallic drones, instead of a body with actual senses and feeling" She complained, leaning against your as you lead her tired self towards an outcropping of rock and shade, that to your great delight and her relief, has a nearby spring of drinkable water, that you help her drink from with the assistance of Michah's old hat. Cont
>>6189762She lays by the shore, shoes kicked off and fanning herself with that same hat that is steaming in the sun as you sit beside her and watch a nearby song bird with razor sharp wings that are comprised partially out of a metal grown natural from its body. "Poor pick of a honeymoon spot" An unfamiliar voice drawls "You two can leave here above snakes, but, well, you know how it is out here, beyond civilization. Men need to do bad things to make a living""You are choosing the worst possible person to rob, you dumbass" Kanzeon groans, still fanning herself as she sits up "But by all means, carry on, what'll happen if you do will at least brighten my mood a little"The small gang of raggedy, dust covered men...more boys even if their faces are aged from their lives experience, all are struck by confusion and briefly think of nothing before their thought processes restart and they continue to follow the script they had in mind"Listen, we ain't killers, but we'll draw iron if you want trouble. I'll ignore what your missus said, old timer, if you just quietly toss your shooters down and give us whatever you've got" The leader drawls, lifting their long duster coat to show they are indeed armed."Hm. You've never fired those at another person" You point out, smiling and leaning closer "Not even intending to miss. And neither have any of the boys at your back""You don't know nothin" they bluster and you nod"That may be true, but I know people, son, and you weren't lying when you said you aren't killers. But you aren't bandits or robbers either" You continue as Kanzeon complete dismissal and ignoring of them and your calm response puts them more on edge than when they walked from their hiding places, barely having had time to psyche themselves up to commit the crime they had planned "You got lost during a trip between towns, during the storm of a few nights prior, and are desperate for food, water and means to pay your way into the next town over. You're as much strangers here as we are, and they don't let anybody in their homes, do they?"The leader's eyes bogle and he clutches the side of his head, as the impact of being gazed upon by you so directly and for so long begins to be felt as a searing pain."How the hell do you know that, witch doctor?" He squeals, clearly terrified by your ability to read him like a book, and the sudden and unpleasant sensation of your piercing attention. His friends draw, and Kanzeon sits up a bit straighter"Don't get yourselves killed, I might like to see you get humiliated for bothering me and my man, but you don't need to die" She warns "And if you press him, Hunter here will kill you all before you even know you're dead"Cont
>>6189763"Its true, I may not look it, by I'm quicker on the draw than the reaper is to make house calls" You boast, in proper New Varro fashion as you slowly stand up, hands hanging relaxed by your sides in a non threatening manner "I have no intentions to bed you down, but I will teach you youngsters a lesson if you don't stop fooling"All six of them were nervous, moments away from shooting, just out of confusion and fear of your entirely accurate read of their misfortunes and characters.What do you do with this gang of troubled youths, Lieren?>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons>Simply scare them by performing a bit of psykerism and then hand them enough valuables to pay their way into town or onto a train, letting them off with a warning.>Stand your ground and tell them exactly how many men you've hung and that they are welcome to shoot you, and that you'll only draw if they threaten your sweet wife. And let them shoot you, to intimidate them when it does nothing>Walk up, disarm them, and tell them to sit down, shut up and listen as you, while pulling their ears, read them a few passages from the journey to make them wiser.>Write in
>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessonsMost interesting and sensible to me, loving Lieren and Kanzeon giving oscar worthy performances in this western.
>>6189765>>Write inRevolver Ocelot all over them while warning them of the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessonshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6cDTVKHsek
>>6189765>Stand your ground and tell them exactly how many men you've hung and that they are welcome to shoot you, and that you'll only draw if they threaten your sweet wife. And let them shoot you, to intimidate them when it does nothing>"Did your Pa never teach you to never look the Devil in the eye? Wandering lost and whats worse you got heads emptier than them revolvers."A chance to talk this much shit and then do something this badass without huge risk? I say take it. We can just say they hallucinated the whole thing due to dehydration afterwards if were worried about our cover.
>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons
>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessonsBeggar sect: Pork n' beans edition
>>6189765>Stand your ground and tell them exactly how many men you've hung and that they are welcome to shoot you, and that you'll only draw if they threaten your sweet wife. And let them shoot you, to intimidate them when it does nothingHell yeah classic listen shenanigans
>>6189765>Shoot the guns out of their hands, And let them follow you to town.>Revolver ocelot those pistols before we holster them.They ain't bad men, but let's see if they have any basis to make as the foundation of a drifter sect.
>>6189765>>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons
>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons
>>6189975Fuuuuuck, new legend unlocked.If only we could use a big iron for it too.Really fucking cool!
>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons>>6189975Incredibly amazing, well done art anon!
>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons>>6189773I love that you can get into a pistol-spinning completion with him and he won't fire at you until it's over.
>>6189765>Walk up, disarm them, and tell them to sit down, shut up and listen as you, while pulling their ears, read them a few passages from the journey to make them wiser.
>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessonsBig Iron on his hip! Or are we holding the hip of Big Iron? ;)
>>6190351I formally apologize for this joke, sounded funnier in my head
>>6189765>Shoot the guns out of their hands, And let them follow you to town.>Revolver ocelot those pistols before we holster them.
>>6189765>V: 14>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands: 11>> Revolver ocelot those pistols before we holster them: 1>Simply scare them by performing a bit of psykerism:>Stand your ground and tell them exactly how many men you've hung: 1>> Did your Pa never teach you: 1>Walk up, disarm them, and tell them to sit down: 1>Write in: 1>>Revolver Ocelot all over them: 1
>>6189975nice work>>6189765>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons
>>6190653>V: 15>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands: 12>> Revolver ocelot those pistols before we holster them: 1>Simply scare them by performing a bit of psykerism:>Stand your ground and tell them exactly how many men you've hung: 1>> Did your Pa never teach you: 1>Walk up, disarm them, and tell them to sit down: 1>Write in: 1>>Revolver Ocelot all over them: 1
>>6189765>>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands, and warn them about the dangers of the life of an outlaw, then offer to let them follow you into the town up ahead and a few more lessons>>Revolver ocelot those pistols before we holster them.
>>6190713>V: 15>Simply shoot the guns out of their hands: 13>> Revolver ocelot those pistols before we holster them: 2>Simply scare them by performing a bit of psykerism:>Stand your ground and tell them exactly how many men you've hung: 1>> Did your Pa never teach you: 1>Walk up, disarm them, and tell them to sit down: 1>Write in: 1>>Revolver Ocelot all over them: 1
>>6191457>V 16
Sorry for the long wait. Was getting my ass beat by Arkveld in MH:Wilds. Still haven't successfully hunted the bastard. Might be because I designed my beta test hunter after myself instead of Mr Prosperity himself.>>6191457Thanks for the help, again.So Lieren will simply shoot the guns out of their hands and give them a life lesson/ offer to be their ticket back to civilization Writing now>>6189975Damn. That looks really badass! It is always a treat when you post your art, but this one might be my favorite out of all the ones you've made.
"Enough of yer yapping, old timer, draw or" The leader of the gang of youths drawl, arm already shooting for the holster on his side, intent on drawing his firearm first. You merely lean your head to the side and smile softly, eyes squinted against the glare of the blazing sun. His friends follow in suit. You hear the rustling of the leather at their side, the metal of their guns being pulled free. Hands drooping at your sides, you relax your shoulders and lean back. With one revolver, you have more than enough bullets to disarm them without harming them seriously. However some ricocheting would be necessary, a feat easily accomplished without making use of spirit's touch, but why leave things up to chance? Especially when someone else's health was at risk in gambling on probabilityYou draw, not bothering to restrain yourself to an ordinary human level of reaction, and without tensing or straightening your back, you open fire right as they clear leather and, with impressive speed for baseline humans, draw on you with proper posture. They can't react to fire or move out of the way as you fire with one hand and with the other help direct the bullets to where they need to be after striking the sides of the first revolver they strike."Hell!" The leader shouts, his hand buffeted by a cloud of sparks as his gun flies from his hand, and his friends cry and wince as they drop their firearms or grasp at their hands, paling as they see their fingers are all still in place and one piece as their revolvers flip through the air or clatter to the ground.There is a long, tense silence as the young men all look around and realize none of their friends are writhing on the ground in the throes of death or clutching bleeding, ruined hands to their chests. But their relief soon gives way to a mind blanking terror as they realize you chose not to kill any of them, and with inhuman speed, disarmed them and performed a sequence of impossibly accurate shots with a level of rapidity beyond the limits of reason and believability."I warned you" You tell them as you serenely holster your revolver, still smoking, as the head of the gang clenches and stretches open his hands, fingers scorched from the friction of the bullet deflecting right next to them "Now you can't act all hot-headed, with your shooters on the groundThey're frozen on the spot as Kanzeon casually and lazily claps her hands together, the leader of the gang's jaw wagging as he tries to speak."How in the sam hell did you do that? You ain't normal, are ya, fellah" He whines, trying to sound tough by the fear building in him turning his voice shrill"He's the best there ever was" Your wife teases, fanning herself with her hat still "And you best not forget it, boy"Cont
>>6192303"As the lady said, I ain't have a peer on these lonesome roads" You concur with a sagely nod "It wasn't arrogance that had me treating you as if you were as threatening as a particularly bothersome fly. I just knew where you and I stood, is all""And you'll just let us leave?" The leader asked weakly, rubbing his wrist as his friends behind him watch your holster warily"You ain't done no wrong. Ya ain't killers, ya ain't even thieves" You smirk as you roll your shoulders "And I intend to teach you, and warn ya. An outlaw's life is bloody and short. A life lawfully and righteously lived, even if it is short, is better lived and more fulfilling. Live by the gun and you'll die by the gun, and worse, will dirty your own immortal soul with all the foulness you get up to""I..you know none of us were fixin to hurt anyone, we just needed to survive, ain't many ways to get back into town when you've gone and lost everything outside of your home range, an old feller like you should know that" The leader says weakly"And if I was anyone else but me, you'd all be dead if they were faster on the draw or twitchier, or they would be. If you'd aimed for my beau. You'd all be dead. It only takes one mistake for the role to become the actor" You point out "You haven't done any wrong, yet. And I cannot allow you to run off and make that one mistake or else find yourselves in a pine wood box well beyond your years. An Outlaw's life has no true comfort or substance, nor does it have any value or peace. No joy in that life either""You should listen, he's dealt with more outlaws than people you've met" Kanzeon cuts in, as she lifts up her bonnet "He knows what he's yammering about, even if he does look like just an old coot""How many?" One of the other members of the gang of would be criminals asked faintly"More than there are bees in a hive, snakes in a hole, and stars in the sky" You answer vaguely and poetically "More than you'd care to know. But you'd join them under the daisies, if I just let you go. You deserve, as all men do, a chance to thrive. So, I'll just bring you with me and my emerald, to the next town, buy your way in as well""Why would you do that, after we tried to hold you up?" The leader asked"Cause I'm a generous man, if I leave you out here, I can't hammer more of my aged wisdom into your bullish skulls" You answer amusedly"And I have no complaints in helping to guide wayward youths" Kanzeon snickered as she rose up "And you aren't going to get a better deal from the dust devils""No...no we will not. Name's Shane. Shane Picket. These are my brothers, Owen and Ellis. Then there's the Byers kids, Otis, Mack and Ross" he says, taking off his hat, a sign of utmost respect in new varro culture, and using it to point out the various members of his would be bandit clan "She...well, she is a lady, not that you can tell, that is Miss Lamb. Dorthey Lamb. We...uh, hand her set up over the hill"Cont
>>6192305"I noticed. She still has her rifle trained on me. From here, I could shoot out it scope before she could sneeze" You say, smiling and waving at the girl hiding up one one of the rock piles around the spring "I've already been introduced by my missus. Hunter is the only name I need""And the well bred mare herself?" Shane asked politely and meekly, keeping his head bowed "Cassie" Kanzeon answered with a grin, she was really enjoying the chance to play the role of an imaginary character."Well, I am in your debt. Clearly this old gunslinger woulda put a few new holes in my hide if you weren't around to cool his rattler's temper" he chuckled, tugging his hands around the corner of his hat "So...what's your business in Steelfield?""Taking an account of the quality of the local gentries character..." Is all you tell them, before you lead them back to the road and towards the city on the horizon, which is nestled along a mass of ruined buildings that had been shorn and smoothed down by the buffeting sandstorms, turning an urban hive of concrete and steel in a mesa of rusted canyons and pale white crags with a few crooked, drooping spires still rising defiantly out of the mass with opaque glass panes shining in the sun.There are a number of railways towering high off the ground, taller than most of the sires reaching for the skies that sprawl outwards towards other towns and cities. The Old Rails that Old Winchester spoke so fondly of. They're a kind of ancient human technology that you've never seen before. With anti gravity propulsion that is unlike the Aeldari sort and any other examples you've seen. Their presence makes the air thrum with a strange haze and "sing" like glass chimes left to hang in the breeze. And along the red rock canyons the former city was built along and that steelfield sticks closely to in the gutted out remains of the metropolis, you can see long, artillery pieces designed to resemble revolver's fit for a steel giant's hands. "For the thundering birds" Shane explains when he notices Kanzeon's curiosity "Takes big bullets to shoot those mean tempered birds out of the clouds"You nod, and approach one of the entrances on foot, and are stopped by a sharp whistle"Strangers. Stop" A mechanical voice buzzes "We ain't know you round these parts, going to need you to prove your good intentions in our friendly town o steelfield""They got cash!" Owen yells "Enough for all of us to put down a payment. And we swear we ain't here to cause trouble""These boys are with me, as is the gentlelady" You shout out, tipping up Michah's hap with just your thumb "And I have prepared the proper payments to be granted admittance to your fine city. But I'm here on business. I'd have a luncheon with the...""Governor" Kanzeon whispers in the back of your mind "Governor" You say confidently "Doing a census...of sorts"Cont
>>6192306"You have business with the Steel monger? Don't think he had any guests booked or relations from afar primed to visit him..." The speaker speaks as you jangle a handful of pearl necklaces "Though I'm sure he just forget the arrangements he's made with ya, I'll tell him uh""Mr Hunter and his entourage" Kanzeon calls out and smugly adds "And wife""Yeah, them. Have arrived exactly on time" He cheerfully calls out "Open the gate ya deaf mule, some fancy city folks are here to talk with the chief""Not giving good first impressions, honestly, if you have to offer bribes just to enter a town" Kanzeon mutters ruefully, telepathically speaking to you "But so far the town seems if anything prosperous, and the people look happy, healthy and well fed""Its an assurance. There are outlaws and worse in the wilderness, and people who want to escape the lawlessness and harshness of the free range are willing to pay for the security a city offers. It upsets me, but it is a status quo that can be easily changed and isn't offensively oppressive or wicked, from what we are aware of thus far. Though, how those bribes are used, is what will determine the steel monger's fate" You explain to her in your thoughts before turn to Shane "Here, get yourselves a hot meal, while I speak with the Chief of this here town""...We'll save you a bowl of pork and beans, uncle hunt" He exclaims cheerfully, tipping his hat as the seven of them rush into Steelfield before they can close their gates on them "Sorry sir.." A weedy, freckled man wearing a cloak reminiscent of the cult of mars, yet subtly different from the garb of the Mechanicum "The Governor is occupied with other business at the moment, and asks of you to wait for him to finish with it. But he's invited you to his family manor to enjoy his hospitality, while you wait on him""What kind of business?" You ask"Nother family talking bout marry one of his daughters, for access to the mills and forges here" He explained blithely "We make shooters no one else remembers how to make. Cause Steel-Monger's grand...something pappy kept the place in one piece when the whole world went to hell then wild""A near complete societal collapse, probably caused by the world suddenly being cut off and isolated, losing the necessary supply shipments to maintain its then current strata of society" Kanzeon theorizes, mentally, unheard by the tech adept "Caused either by interplanetary war, or a sudden environmental shift, or alien interference. The current state of New Varro is more recent than the Old night. And certainly less far flung than my sisters and I's unexpected arrival to shangrala eons ago. Maybe measured in thousands of years, at the latest, more likely centuries judging by the state of their remaining high technologies"Cont
>>6192308"Then the ruling family were probably mostly descended from politicians or the planetary governing body, initially" You theorize alongside her as you and her silently follow the aid through the town, being gawked at and admired from afar by many passersby, who are in wonder of an outsider being taken to the governor's manor "This steel-monger might be a descendant of a worker, from what little we've heard of him would seem to signify. For his and steel field's sake, let us hope he remembered the humility of his ancestors"The palace of the Steel-Monger, is in fact the renovated husk of a Manufactorum, that is still partially active, with terraces of gardens and leisure spots hanging from it, away from the churning industry at its heart. And all of the servants and workers populating it are in high spirits and good cheer, healthy, well mannered and fed. No signs of abuse or mental scars or psionic controls. No servitors like those that were made upon Nuceria either, at least not where visitors to the governor would see them.And, shockingly, the Governor's prior business ends nearly as soon as you're lead to the foyer set aside for you to wait in.He is a well dressed man, rotund but not grossly obese, with one whirring mechanical leg coated with rust and oil jutting out from a white silk pant leg, and a half mechanical hand clutching a long exhaust pipe shaped into a cane. He is dressed wealthily, but without gaudy adornments or excessive waste. His white clothes stained with a mixture of sweat and industrial pollutants. His face is piggish, hemmed in by a white, formerly blone beard that shakes with his jowls as he dabs sweat from his red brow."So...I heard a strange of wealth wished to do business with me, a census of sorts? You don't look like a government agent, son" He huffs and puffs "Not that us in the city hear much from the Bureaus nowadays. Just enough to know they're still watching, and the State hasn't died. Couldn't tell ya who the president is....""You can drop the act, Steel-Monger" You say "I am not from your government""Hmm..." He grunts, scratching his beard "Thought you might have been, considering the augments of that pretty thing at your side. And your inexplicable wealth...Our government...You further away from being a local than a Shaggy Spook is at being fine company or welcome at dinner, ain't ya""You're more astute than your appearance, which I know you've crafted to be overlooked by your peers and rivals, would suggest" You answer with a smile "And I am a stranger in these parts, yes""Census..." He mumbled, rolling a cigar between the clamp like fingers of his mechanical hand "this is an inspection, from an off world power. One that's gotten some of my...acquaintances of equal standing nervous with the things their radars have been picking up"Cont
>>6192310"You're aware of the universe beyond New Varro?" Kanzeon asked sharply"We know we used to be part of it, us wealthy folk. Most the rest of the population has forgotten. They're happier not knowing, thinking we always were death worlders, struggling to survive" He sighs sadly "Not knowing we're helpless when xenos come a calling, ain't got nothing that can put a dent in their craft or armor. And...well, it is, as my pappy said, the curse of us in power to remember what we once had and had lost....You from up there? then? Came in one of them fancy star ships? We got a piece of one of the last to land, somewhere in our vault, if you're here for tax collection...""No" You say, slightly astonished by the ease of which the Steel-Monger accepts the fact that you're strangers from the star and that the local government, or at least this industrialist are surprisingly selfless. He truly believes keeping the rest of the world in the dark about what transpired in the past is in their best interests, and his mind and heart are remarkably pure for a man of his wealth and trappings"Then...a scientific voyage?" He guests"We killed the xenos scum, or rather, he did, and rescued several of your kidnapped countrymen" Kanzeon answers. Steel Monger blinks slowly, and rapidly dabs sweat from his brow,"Truly?" He asks hopefully, flashing yellowed and metallic teeth as he looks to you "Well, that certainly is a more pleasant reason than I imagined. We in the alabaster towers, have always worried some crazed dictator would come make a house call or...well, can't say it out loud but..."The actual power of the world, those Bureaus he mentioned, would react poorly to losing their unseen authority and power to rule."Name is Cletus by the way" He continues on, holding out his fully flesh hand to you "and who might you be""Lieren" You say, unveiling your true self and catching him before he stumbled back "And you have nothing to fear from me, for you are of good and moral character, possessing the rare quality of a truly selfless heart""You some kind of verbose Ogryn?" He bleated, dumbstruck"There are Ogryn here?" You ask brightly "Now that is even more expected, I've never met an Ogryn in their right mind who I have not liked""Seems to be a common strain of generational adaptation" Kanzeon tittered, relaxing in her seat "Now, shall we move onto our official business then, love?"Cont
>>6192311And how do you carry out your Business with Cletus Steel-Monger, Lieren? >By arranging to meet with the other governors, judging them as you judge him, and besides arranging the return of their stolen countrymen, establish a trade route between here and Shangrala to make living on New Varro a little less harsh >Purposefully attracting the attention of, tracking and locating and then paying an unannounced visit to the mysterious Bureau that hold true power over the masses>Give him pointers and the means to improve the standard of living and efficiency of Steelfield, and let Kanzeon catch him up on the recent history of mankind>By presenting yourself as the son of the emperor of mankind, a primarch, and as an official of the Long-Jian empire and discussing with him as if he were a fellow minister, the debt the Shangralan people owe to the New Varro gunslingers who aided in their wars...>Write in
>>6192312>By arranging to meet with the other governors, judging them as you judge him, and besides arranging the return of their stolen countrymen, establish a trade route between here and Shangrala to make living on New Varro a little less harsh>Have Kanzeon give pointers and the means to improve the standard of living and efficiency of Steelfield, and let her catch him up on the recent history of mankindBe aware that I delegated the second one to Kanzeon. This headstarts the integration of New Varro and both of these serve as the attention grabbing splash for:>Purposefully attracting the attention of, tracking and locating and then paying an unannounced visit to the mysterious Bureau that hold true power over the massesWhich is the ultimate goal.
>>6192312>>6192323+1Just about my thoughts exactly. Keep the Bureau's eye on what Kanzeon is doing, then we knock on the door of the super secret council room.
>>6192358Lieren will also look busy making his various arrangements and let whoever these glowies send to stalk and gather intel on him think they are real sneaky. Then he can (not) show them how it's really done.
>>6192323Supporting
>>6192323>Support.
>>6192312>Purposefully attracting the attention of, tracking and locating and then paying an unannounced visit to the mysterious Bureau that hold true power over the masses
>>6192323Support
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>>6192323Go.
>>6192323>Support
>>6192323Supporting this.
>>6192323supporting
>>6192323Supporting this, good thinking.
>>6192312>V: 12>By arranging to meet with the other governors: 11>Purposefully attracting the attention: 12>Give him pointers and the means to improve: 11>> Holy trinity: 11>By presenting yourself as the son of the emperor of mankind: 0>Write in: 0
>>6192323>>6192312SupportVery good plan
>>6193474>V: 13>By arranging to meet with the other governors: 12>Purposefully attracting the attention: 13>Give him pointers and the means to improve: 12>> Holy trinity: 12>By presenting yourself as the son of the emperor of mankind: 0>Write in: 0
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait.>>6195128Thanks for the help, XD.So Lieren will arrange a meeting between the govenors and arrange for the return of the kidnapped natives, and the establishment of proper trader routes. And Have Kanzeon give pointers and the means to improve the standards of living and efficeny with which steel field is ran, while he uses both of these things to attract the attention of Bureau, so he may track and locate their base of operations and pay them an unannounced visitWriting now
"First order of business, arrange for us a meeting between all the governors of New Varro, so I may take the measure of them all as I have done with you, Steelmonger" You start, as Cletus nods and pours a few glasses full of liquor, which you accept when he offers a glass of the golden hued liquor to both you and Kanzeon "Then, if I deem them deserving of their stations and authority, we will proceed with the triumphant homecoming of your lost country men, and usher in a new era of prosperity for New Varro, with the establishment of a hopefully fruitful trade route between this world and Ours, Shangrala""Never heard of the place" The governor jokes, winking "And they'll need a little convincing, I assure you, they're all good, well bred and well mannered folks. We all do what we can for our communities and try to ensure those who live outside of them can...live. The plains can be quite unforgiving, I'm sure you know, Mr Lye Rin. Since I take you to be something of an outdoorsman""One of the very best. My love has a deep appreciation for nature" Kanzeon titters "And he and I have already have plans to convince your peers to accept traveling so far to meet with two strangers. And more, once the talks are under the way. Though if they survive to see those talks, is dependent on how accurate your testimony of their character proves to be. We're here to unify and ensure the well being of the people of New Varrow, but he has a remarkable ability to gauge the exact contents of one's heart and I am not being poetic""Its in the eyes" You explain with a nod "Which is why you and I've become fast friends, Cletus, I can see you are a good man, wearing a mask of opulence and greed to fool those who insist upon tyranny""Well...I assure you, none of them are criminals or pickpockets" He says seriously nodding his head and trying to stare into your eyes, but being unable to look upon them for long "And, how may I ask, madam, do you intend to bring my peerage to the bargaining table and agree to shake hands with....strangers from the stars, friendly as you two are, that is a hard sell for some more cautious individuals""Well, by improving Steelfield" She explains with a smirk "I'll instruct you how to improve the industry and overall standard of living here, and raise the efficiency of which the city is ran, from the bottom to the top. Manufacturing, Societal, technological, everything. That will convince the other governors to sit down at the table, seeing Steelfield's production and the baseline happiness of its inhabitants be suddenly and greatly improved?""Should, but I thought Lye rin would be in charge, Miss..." he starts"Kanzeon" She says with a nod "And he has other work to do, don't you darling"Cont
>>6195452"I'll be observing, from out of sight, since my true appearance may shock your fellows and make them hesitant" You explain "and keeping an eye out for any malignant actors who may seek to impede our efforts of reunification, or else sabotage the prosperity of steelfield. I'll be near, but you will not see me""You won't, don't try" Kanzeon adds with a titter, covering her mouth with her sleeve in a very long-jianese fashion "And in public call me Cassie, until contact between our peoples is officially established""Well, I'll trust my life in your hands, Lye Rin" The steelmonger says with a shrug "And It'll be a pleasure working with ya, Mrs Cassie. I'll get the paperwork in order and see how well Steelfield takes to your handling of it, then, once the results are in, I'll give the other cities a call and show the frontiersmen the improvements, of which I am sure there will be many, and welcome to visit"You smile and nod, sipping the smoky liquor and exchanging some stories with Cletus, sharing tall tales to make the new varro politician more at ease as you can tell despite his enthusiasm, he does fear for his safety and that of his city and her people, if certain unsavory elements pay attention to the changes and seek to prevent them from being carried out. Or try to take his life and replace him with a more easily controlled heir.It doesn't take a full rotation of the world's cracked moon or two Shangralan months for the Bureau to make its move, launching their strike against your beloved rather than the Steelmonger, as she had quickly earned a reputation as a philanthropist and industrial pioneer through the aid she provided Steelfield and the advance technologies she shipped into make the improvements possible, particularly removing much of the industrial pollution from the air and ground and re urbanzing the ancient city steelfield grew out of and reactivating long dormant manufactorums within the Governor's palace.Of course, the attempt was never carried out, because you immediately spotted the would be assassin and swiftly dealt with them. They were a man dressed in a black suit, with surgical alterations and sub dermal cybernetic augmentations that made them an effective killer, however, their implanted armor did nothing to save them from The Branch Snapping Breeze, and while they were crippled, you turned off their communications before they could send a signal of their failure and distress and stopped them from committing suicide through a oral capsule of cyanide implanted within their tongue. The event he had intended to turn into a tragedy is not finished by time you reverse engineer and trace the signal he had tried to sent back to its intended recipient. And aboard Kanzeon, who finds some humor in the foiled assassination attempt since, in her own words, she would've just sent down another avatar and "Scared the shit" out of the assassins' handlers by acting like nothing had happened.Cont
>>6195457The location of what you presume is the headquarters of the mysterious Bureau is nestled in a mountain range, beneath the ruins of what was once a prospering city that is now coated by a dense layer of nuclear fallout and chemical pollutants and traces of Damage inflicted by esoteric Aeldari warmachines.Unapproachable by any of the planets natives at their current technological levels, but easily entered if one had environmental protection suits of a similar level to which the world's previous civilization had reached"I'll try and join the gubernatorial meeting with you, my songbird" You say as stare down at the holographic scan of the Bureau's headquarters, in an ill temper and dark mood due to their attempt to harm but one of your beloved's many arms "But first I'll need to pay these actor's behind the curtain a visit, unannounced""Good luck, not that you'll need it" She says softly, sighing through the air vents of the chamberAnd how do you visit the Bureau in their secret hideaway, Lieren?>Alone, and by demonstrating exactly how greatly they are outmatch, by carving your way to their control room>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge now>By literally knocking on their "front door" standing in and enduring the nuclear fallout they use as a defense>Send them a message, telling them how badly they misjudged the present situation and giving them a chance to explain themselves, and arrange for a meeting between you and their leaders>Write in.
>>6195461>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge nowI'm so tempted to choose #3 for hilarity sakes, but this one would be best to inform them that they're not as powerful as they think they are.
>>6195461>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge now
>>6195461>>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge now
>>6195461>>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge nowSURPRISE MUTHAFUCKA
>>6195461>>By literally knocking on their "front door" standing in and enduring the nuclear fallout they use as a defenseEngaging mist generators and stride through the fog, spurs clinking. Then go up to one of the cameras that is supposed to be hidden, take out the holo scan of the bureau HQ like we're looking at an address (this should get their hair raising further) and then knock on the camera "Yo, is this still alive or dead like the rest of your junk?"Apart from the hilarity, this absurd situation will also concentrate the leaders in the command section to oversee this situation. And since we know the design of this structure, we can then at an opportune moment (like when they ask us 'with what army') we can:>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge nowConcentration of the leadership in the same room we teleport our sons to also means it is less likely that there is another leader out there who can command the rest of the soldiers to continue resisting, since these men are likely yellow-livered cowards who wont want to risk their own hide in an immediate firefight.
>>6195540Support
>>6195461>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge nowI'd have been up for fooling around and negotiating if they'd just sent spies or saboteurs, but these fucks had the gall to send an assassin first thing. If they want to play hardball, then I say we play hardball. Don't forget that these guys aren't that far below our tech level and have probably been hoarding the best tech; screwing around in the heart of their power could bite us in the ass.
>>6195461>Teleporting inside Now assassin's just ain't nice.
>>6195461voting for this >>6195540
>Send them a message, telling them how badly they misjudged the present situation and giving them a chance to explain themselves, and arrange for a meeting between you and their leaders>By teleporting into their facility with a strike force of space marines, a loud knock that'll show them they aren't in charge nowLet them believe that they're out matched.And if it doesn't work, send in the Astartes.
>>6195461>V: 12>Alone: 0>By teleporting into their facility: 12>By literally knocking on their "front door”: 3>Send them a message: 1>Write in: 0
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait, wasn't feeling well. Think its the weather.>>6196675As always, thanks for counting the vote up for me, XD.So Lieren will just teleport into the middle of the Bureau's strong hold with a force of spacemarines as a demonstration of their loss of authority/ sole dominion over the fate of the free people of New Varro.Writing now
The air was stale, sterile, comforting. The facility thrummed under her feet, like the gentle purr of a tanks engine, the generators powering the lights and circulating the purified air feeling as natural to secretary junior class two Mercy Scotts as her own breathing. There had been a lot of hubbub in the upper echelons of the one true government of the pioneer world. Unusual activity in orbit, sudden changes in the usual affairs amongst the tributary cities, a decrease in projected abductions from rural farmlands and non tax paying citizens, but all that was just water cooler gossip to mercy. The regular irregularities the politicians and field agents had dealt with and calmed countless times before her time. What was important to the unmarried miss scotts was getting her supervisors coffee order right and deliver it to him in the barracks of subsection delta nine six and return to her duties in time to resume her riveting conversation with Prudence concerning the new artificial flower they'd made. It was good that the Research and development had finally stopped playing around with creating biological weapons of war and...."You should move" A serene voice with an accent unlike anything she heard before in the confines of the only true remnant of Varro society sung in her ear. Having been bred to be obedient and taught to obey, Mercy stepped aside, as suddenly the corridor was filled with a blinding, green light. Like a fresh dollar. She dropped the coffee, splattering it and the ceramic mugs containing it, as the reinforced steel and plascrete hallway buckled and contorted, bulging outward as plates designed to withstand nuclear ordinance and extraterrestrial assault were bent like they were made of paper.And suddenly, as the flash dimmed, there were dozens of metal men wearing armor that Mercy had only seen the like of in old history books and propaganda reels. And one of the robotic figures stood taller, more imposing than the rest, moving so swiftly that it nearly caused the secretaries brain to short circuit. She stammered, a primal panic gripping her heart as the squad of unknown, inhuman soldiers spread out, massive, brutish firearms in their hands as they spoke in a strange tongue to one another.Then the alarms started to blare and shut down protocols began. Mercy eyes moved to the steel, air locked door she'd just passed through. The giant among giants, simply lifted up a hand and twisted his wrist. And the sealing door was forced open in the opposite direction, gears meant to withstand winds with enough galeforce to strip a living creature down to their bones grinding and deforming."Restrictions lifted. Enemy force inbound. Control your fire and avoid civilian casualties" Another of the eerily silent metal man said, after saying more of their foreign gobbledygook.Cont
>>6198212Mercy cowered, her ears feeling like they were bleeding as gunfire louder than anything she'd heard in videos or when she passed by the firing range exploding all around her, as the site security she'd trusted to protect her all her life, that had just rounded to corner were...they simply weren't there anymore.The stench of propellent and blood and smoke filled the air, and the invaders moved on, leaving her and the other office workers in a scene of absolute carnage..._"Advance ground troups, baring augments of both biological and cybernetic nature, fear response dampened alongside individual decision making abilities and self-control" You discern as you walk past the remains of the initial force sent to try and contain or force your strike force out of the strong hold "Little more than puppets. Soldiers without a will of their own and the ability to refuse orders are little more than weapons. Living weapons, to be pitied""Poor bastards" Nikephoros snarled "Never even knew what hit them. At least they're at peace in death, no longer dancing to some tyrant behind a control panel's whims""This place reminds me of Creti" one of the others, Ignatios, remarks, as he winds a corner and lifts up his bolter, firing a burst of four shells down the hallway "Charlie Neutralized, ambush averted""Excellent work, my son" You praise as you march forward, looking up to a security camera recording your approach and tearing it from the wall with twitch of your hand "The seat of authority is not far from the location of our initial arrival""Which means they're going to send everything they have to stop us from knocking on their door" Nikephoros says with a nod "as if they hadn't brought it upon themselves with their meddling, and for trying to harm Mitera Kanzeon""Halt, identify your..." One of the suited agents, with less human dna and more free will than the others shouts"Extinguish" You command, waving a hand in the air, and through Hysh, drawing all of the light in the corridor into your hand. Without even a trace of light, the chimeric agent is unable to see even with their cat like eyes.A weakness not shared by your sons, who open fire a moment after the lesser transhuman start shooting blindly in your direction. You keep release the artificial light and continue on, stepping over the mangled bodies of what had once been baseline humans"Disgustingly crude gene tailoring" One of the psykers accompany you hissed "Barbaric and ineffective, they twisted themselves into monstrosities for little cause or gain. And I thought stapling their soldiers nerves was repugnant enough""Those responsible for this cruelty shall be punished, worry not, my astartes" You reply as you walk through a withering barrage of gunfire, lining up the shots of your side arm as you approach a more fortified position and remove its defenders with methodic ease, making an effort to conserve ammunition.Cont
>>6198213"CODE BLACK! I REPEAT! CODE BLACK! SUPERIOR FORCE HAS BREACHED OUR BASTION OF CIVILITY AND FREEDOM! ALL PERSONAL, ADOPT APOCALYSPE PROTOCOL. FIGHT TO THE LAST AND *crrrsch*""Didn't like that channel" Ignatios quips, having just blasted the speaker that was relying the tyrant overseeing this stronghold's operations orders "And it seems brother captain Nikephoros was right in his assumption, we'll be facing an army of techno barbarians dressed up in archaic finery""Not the strangest Op we've ever been sent on" The captain himself remarksHow do you proceed, Lieren?>As initially planned, simply fight your way to and capture the Bureau's leadership.>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilities>By purposefully destroying the Bureau's armed forces, decimating them if you must, to remove their fangs from New Varro's throat>As peaceably as can be done, trying to preserve any and all of the Bureau's ancient technology and personal.>Write in
>>6198214>By purposefully destroying the Bureau's armed forces, decimating them if you must, to remove their fangs from New Varro's throatDestroy them utterly, but spare those who are deserving of mercy
>>6198214>>By purposefully destroying the Bureau's armed forces, decimating them if you must, to remove their fangs from New Varro's throatNow that we're here, they won't need weapons.
>>6198214>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilities>As peaceably as can be done, trying to preserve any and all of the Bureau's ancient technology and personal.I think these seem to be the best options considering the situation. minimize the loss of life (we can always go through the prisoners later, for the worst ones and sentence them according to the law if they have committed any crime) and more technology is always good, we might find something that can help us in the military and civil sector
>>6198214>By purposefully destroying the Bureau's armed forces, decimating them if you must, to remove their fangs from New Varro's throatIt's unfortunate, but they lost their privilege to a standing army the moment they thought to murder what they assumed was our beloved.
>>6198214>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilities>As peaceably as can be done, trying to preserve any and all of the Bureau's ancient technology and personal.I'll wager a bunch of these mooks are only here because they were stripped of their free will. We should spare them if it doesn't meaningfully endanger our own forces.
>>6198214>As initially planned, simply fight your way to and capture the Bureau's leadership.Pricks like these always have a self-destruct button ready.Also, this kind of reminded me of XCOM EUhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTwYj8PpJss
>>6198214>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilitiesThe Bureau response need to be handled, but it does not mean all of them need to die fighting. Judgment awaits them. By capturing and crippling their capabilities, their leadership will be able to do little. Spreading word to surrender and abandon their weapons should crack whatever defense they are creating.Mercy was stunned by her first superhuman presence/dread it seems. Poor woman, to be fair Lieren sons with their new armors are almost a dive into the past.
>>6198214>>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilities
>>6198214>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilities
>>6198214>By preventing any unnecessary casualties and only defending yourself as you move to capture or crippling the organization's capabilities>As peaceably as can be done, trying to preserve any and all of the Bureau's ancient technology and personal.
>>6198214I'm concerned about both a self destruct and the leadership fleeing while we destroy the poor bastards they made into drones.>As initially planned, simply fight your way to and capture the Bureau's leadership.
>>6198214>As peaceably as can be done, trying to preserve any and all of the Bureau's ancient technology and personal.
>>6198214>As initially planned, simply fight your way to and capture the Bureau's leadership.Guys, this is the most peaceable method of victory. Holding the leadership hostage will end the fight.
>>6198214>V: 13>As initially planned, simply fight your way to and capture the Bureau's leadership: 3>By preventing any unnecessary casualties: 5>By purposefully destroying the Bureau's armed forces,: 3> trying to preserve Bureau's ancient technology and personal: 4>Write in: 0
>>6198214>>As peaceably as can be done, trying to preserve any and all of the Bureau's ancient technology and personal.
>>6198891>V: 14>As initially planned, simply fight your way to and capture the Bureau's leadership: 3>By preventing any unnecessary casualties: 5>By purposefully destroying the Bureau's armed forces,: 3> trying to preserve Bureau's ancient technology and personal: 5>Write in: 0
Calling the vote now, sorry for the wait.>>6199083And many thanks for gathering up the votes again, XDSo Lieren and the strike force under his command will proceed as peaceably as possible, working to preserve as much of the Bureau's population and tech, but will fight to defend themselves and cripple their capabilities if it is necessary but aiming to capture insteadWriting now >>6198262That was the vibe I was going for, actually
The air is already thick with the multitude of smells produced by death and those conjured up by the propellants expelled by bolter rounds in their flight."Remember my children, every life holds equal value, fight to defend yourselves but only to preserve your own life. Spare as many of these subterranean dwelling men as is possible, we come not as conquerors but as peacemakers" You declare, waving your hand and sending out a flicker of hysh's light within you outwards, to guide you to the throne upon which the tyrants sit "Not destroyers, but preservers. Keep casualties to a minimum, and capture and secure any of the technology possessed by these opressors who dub themselves the Bureau. We aim for their government heads, not their tormented soldiers robbed of their will or their masses who know naught but their rule""Understood, loud and clear, Primarch, watch your fire, only return fire do not initiate" Nikephoros says with a whistle "That means Ignatios is on rearguard duty, direct the civvies away from the action, Hyun-Shik will be in command. Any contradictory orders, father""No, that should cleanly and efficiently preserve the lives of the innocent here, in this strange stronghold far beneath polluted earth" You answer, giving him a quick but respectful dip of your chin "Carry out your orders, and let us sally forth" With the element of surprise and the superior quality of your forces as well as their armaments they wield, there is little that the Bureau is capable of doing to defend themselves. The non nerve stappled troops, that still possess their own will, quickly catch on that you are not pursuing them when they retreat or opening fire on the civilians and clerks they shelter and shield. Some try to take advantage of this. They do not live long to regret it, as you simply freeze them in place with silver frost and execute them personally for daring to endanger the lives of those who are without guilt or fault for the tyrannical rule of Bureau and know nothing of the world beyond it. But, seeking to preserve lives, does result in some of your sons being wounded. But thankfully, none of them are slain in battle, due to the swiftness and efficiency of your assault and the superior protection offered by their powered armored and the actions of their battlebrothers, but as the Bureau senses its impending toppling, they release more ancient technology and desperate means of guarding the head of their unjust government. But, fortunately, the innocents within the facility have the presence of mind and are sensible enough to not attempt to impede or otherwise harass your force, instead seeking shelter and hiding away. And Eventually, there is no more need for bloodshedCont
>>6199672The officers of the armed forces turn their coats, realizing that without activating what the voice speaking through the system through which they address their public referred to as "Code: A quiet tomb", that to your understanding would level the entire stronghold through the detonation of a massive nuclear payload, and besides the mindless thrall soldiers and a few robotic drones, the path to the heart of the Bureau is left open and without obstaclesYou breach the ornate, golden door showing an eagle in flight above a artistic rendition of the old world New Varro was before it was visited by calamity and cut off from the rest of mankind's dominion.And recoil as a bullet deflects of your helmet. There is a flare of a plasma weapon chargingThe response by your sons, their retaliation, is immediate.After the smoke clears and they stop pouring a withering volley of bolter rounds into the chamber, there are a handful of the politicians who abused their authority to act as hidden tyrants left alive, cowering under the large, wooden table they had all sat around, the pulverized remains of their fellows, still clutching the firearms they had opened fire with dangling from their hands. The chamber is part state officials office, part throne room and primarily a logistics and spy network hub.Every city and inch of New Varro can be seen from the monitors in the room, and there are several, loudly reading, personal communication devices set upon tables, as a large, well dressed man lounges on what is in all but name a tyrant's throne, pale as a ghost and trying to appear defiant and proud as his fear reveals itself from the trembling of his legs and bulging eyes."We...fought off you xenos bastards once before, you won't take this world from us. Its ours! Mankinds! What's taking so long for Code a quiet tomb to activate, someone, contact the eastern branch, tell them they're..." He rambles and you see just how black of a soul he possesses. He doesn't view anyone in this room as a fellow human, but rather extensions of himself, he would, if he was allowed cloud New Varro in nuclear fire rather than be relieved of his powerSo you silence his madness with a single shot. The other politicians stare at the headless corpse, and you remove your helmet. They're more stunned to see you're human underneath your armor than the sight of their dead compatriots and leader"Your rule is at an end. New Varro will be brought once more to the light of civilization, and your long shadow shall at long last be burned away" You declare as you set your helmet down, addressing them in the New Varro dialect of gothic "It shall, and all its people, shall be reunited with their long lost kin, scattered across the stars"Several of them faint at once.Cont
>>6199673And now, that the Bureau's threat is removed, what do you do, Lieren?>Execute those deserving of the punishment and force them to rejoin the wider society of New Varo, confiscating all their technology and hidden bases>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and start to flourish, and allow the people they've long treated like science experiments to judge them>Explain yourself and work with the Bureau to create a better rule and society upon New Varo>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments and the abominable monstrosities they've long unleashed upon the common folk to test their lethality>Write in
>>6199674>>Explain yourself and work with the Bureau to create a better rule and society upon New Varoit goes without saying that we'll still>Use our eyes to judge the character of every person in the Beuaru and ready the nose for those of ill character.
>>6199674>Execute those deserving of the punishment and force them to rejoin the wider society of New Varo, confiscating all their technology and hidden bases>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments and the abominable monstrosities they've long unleashed upon the common folk to test their lethality
>>6199674>Execute those deserving of the punishment and force them to rejoin the wider society of New Varro, confiscating all their technology and hidden basesTurn hidden bases over to the schools to hunt heresy. The one of the only valid uses for this level of espionage tech.>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and start to flourish, and allow the people they've long treated like science experiments to judge them
>>6199674>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and start to flourish, and allow the people they've long treated like science experiments to judge themThe people of New Varro have more claim to the Bureau's fate than we do.
>>6199674>>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments and the abominable monstrosities they've long unleashed upon the common folk to test their lethality>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and start to flourish, and allow the people they've long treated like science experiments to judge them
>>6199674>Execute those deserving of the punishment and force them to rejoin the wider society of New Varo, confiscating all their technology and hidden bases>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and start to flourish, and allow the people they've long treated like science experiments to judge them
>>6199674>>Execute those deserving of the punishment and force them to rejoin the wider society of New Varo, confiscating all their technology and hidden bases>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments and the abominable monstrosities they've long unleashed upon the common folk to test their lethality
>>6199674>V: 7>Execute those deserving of the punishment: 4>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala: 4>Explain yourself and work with the Bureau: 1>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments: 3>Write in: 1>>Use our eyes to judge the character: 1
>>6199674>Force them to watch new Varro flourish.As usual. Time for hangings.But I agree that the base should be used by the schools of demom hunters.
>>6200057>V: 8>Execute those deserving of the punishment: 4>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala: 5>Explain yourself and work with the Bureau: 1>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments: 3>Write in: 1>>Use our eyes to judge the character: 1
>>6199674>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments and the abominable monstrosities they've long unleashed upon the common folk to test their lethalityAnd purge all their other outposts too, wouldn't want a panicked underling to launch some nukes now would we?>>6199696The eyes of judgement is a given but cooperation with the bureau is not on the table I feel, too much bad blood, the institution has made it's time.>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and start to flourishThis would see those that are left realize the time of fear, powerlessness and paranoia has well and truly passed and that it's time to rejoin the population at large.
>>6200352>V: 9>Execute those deserving of the punishment: 4>Force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala: 6>Explain yourself and work with the Bureau: 1>Begin to exterminate their genetic experiments: 4>Write in: 1>>Use our eyes to judge the character: 1
>>6199674GO Maleikarp I choose you (xD throws out a comically large pokebole, absolutely pink and with a ribbon on top)the area where it lands is completely covered in pink glitter and you can barely see a vague outline of Male covered head to toe in pink glitter.Maleikarp used write story… nothing happened Maleikarp is knocked out.xD lost the match and had to pay a million in winnings to the opponent and Maleikarp's medical care. apparently it's not good for your health if you're caught in a pokemon ball with a lot of glitter who would have thought.
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.>>6201402Thanks for counting up the vote againSo Lieren will force them to watch New Varo join with Shangrala and flourish, and allow those they've treated like test subjects judge them, executing the deserving and forcing the rest to join the wider society of New Varro, confiscating their technology and hidden basesand lead the extermination efforts of their genetic experiments and biological abominations to make the deadly ranges of New Varo at least a measure saferWriting now
With the main branch of the Bureau secured and subjugated and its armed forces surrendering to you by authority of one General Whitehall, the other branches quickly fall into line as word of their so called presidents' Assassination spread and video evidence of your technological and military superiority are shown to their local leaders, governors and councilmen, all advisors and toadies of the late and final president of the tyrannically remnant of the original society and culture of the charmingly wild and beautifully dangerous world of New Varro.Only one outpost, a purely military garrison, turns temporary refusal into armed aggression. Liberty reduces its location to a smoldering crater, having been waiting for an excuse to open fire after being informed by a still amused Kanzeon about the doomed to fail attempt on her life. The remaining holdouts, and those stations and bunkers that had refused summons and did not even deign to respond, quickly surrender themselves to your mercy, preferring it greatly to the alternative. One of their scientists tries to ask just what kind of space station you used to blast a hole into a mountain before they could even scramble fighters or arm orbital defenses. You remain silent.You find those who are most responsible and cannot find redemption through community service or later charitable deeds, those who were true tyrants and villains, and then, bringing them to the gathered governors of New Varros surface cities, and explaine to Cletus Steelmonger and his peers, the exact circumstances.With assistance of your wife's drones and some lent by her sisters who joined her in orbit, you broadcast the extensive trial of the leadership of Bureau. It lasts until the arrival of the Shangralan Delegation, head by Empress Daiyu, to reach just the last two generations of crimes. Several of their leaders, generals, scientists and politicians are given posthumorous judgements and across the plains, ranges and deserts outside of the cities, effigies are burned.Redrum and Clayton Pratt lead on themselves, gathering together some of the roughest of the gunslingers from New Varro taken from their home, who survived the wars on Shangrala, to drag straw effegies of the worse of the Bureau's ancestors across the routes. Apparently, there are talks of turning it into a national holiday of remembrance, marked by a race.Steelmonger, leveraging Steelfield being the first of the cities helped and uplifted to a higher standard of living, and Kanzeon's fondness of him, is declared as the leader of the "Unified New Varro Republic" as the cities have decided to name themselves, wisely choosing to distance themselves from their past as mere puppets of the bureau. There was an honest vote, and except a few ill mannered mountain hermits, nearly the entire literate population of New Varo voted. Cont
>>6201885Several voted for you as "Goldeyes" and many more voted for Kanzeon's disguise as Cassie, but Steelmonger won the popular vote by a slim margin.So he is there to meet Empress Long-Jia Daiyu as she arrives with much pomp and ceremony, alongside the other governors and several sheriffs from "Boomtowns" of some import beyond the reach of "true civilization". The former heads of the Bureau and those underlings of theres whose personal wrongdoings can only be punished through execution, also intend, so they may see their work to stagnate and control New Varro fall to pieces.There is no attempted assassination, as even the rowdiest and most defiant amongst them are struck with mortal awe and terror at the sight of Kanzeon's true body descending from the heavens, as Daiyu asked her to serve as their landing craft. For intimidation purposes. And even the "Vice President" is silence when Kanzeon's sisters shadow the skies above Steelfield as Steelmonger and Empress meet.The people of New Varro are, stunned by the fact not all "Shangwhatsits" are as tall in stature and broad of shoulder as you and your sons, and almost childishly fascinated by the current fashion trends of the imperial court and the manner of armor donned by the imperial soldiers. Yin Lei has been given the vaunted privilege of guarding the empress as she arrives and returns the stolen men, women and children of New Varro to their homes.And while you watched the procession of Empress Daiyu, alongside General whitehal and your sons, guarding the Bureau's condemned leadership and on trial soldiers, scholars and officials, you counted the reinforcement ships you'd asked for to perform the extermination of the unnatural lifeforms the Bureau seeded across New Varo as bioweapons and living security systems. To your supreme surprise, the thundering birds and Shaggy spooks were not the results of, as Anahita put it "Honestly embarrassingly shoddy" attempts of genecrafting performed by the Bureaus' scientist"Empress Black Jade greets you, Monger of Steel" One of the interpreters, one of the oracle breed, whose abhuman appearance draws many an eye of the crowd that had gathered to meet "The aliens touching down in quiet ol Steelfield" "Pretty name, for a prettier lady" Cletus compliments, as the oracle breed girl returns the compliment "And I, Cletus of the Steelfield Steelmongers, greets her empressship in turn, I am to understand, you and your hubby been keeping good care of our boys and gals them sleek, razor looking craft rustled in the night and out in the black void yonder"Cont
>>6201886"The empress is touched by your compliment of her fairy like appearance, your words ring with the truth of a murmuring spring, Monger of steel, and the wind whispers have reached your ears true, they have lived in silken manors and have rode a steel horse and done many a deed worthy of recounting. They, selflessly, bled alongside the valiant sons of Mist and fog, and threaded the rope to form the noose of many an ill ruler. The gun singers are as the folk heroes of old, writ in flesh and deed rather than ink and story" She returns and you quickly realize that translating the innate poeticism and elegance of Long-Jianese directly into the New Varro dialect is akin to doing the same with Aeldari into low gothic, and that is with the interpreter using her skills to try and use the more immediately understandable phrases, idioms and sayings when applicable "The tamers of great serpents, those of corpse eyes, sealed the crypt and guarded the graveyard for many of our people, truehearted and stalwartly. A debt that cannot be paid in jade nor gold, is owed, and is paid upon this hour of this day"Steelmonger looks to you and Kanzeon with a pleading, desperate look"Our native tongue is one of artistry and metaphor" you explain, smiling "Neither the empress nor the interpreter have enough of a grasp on your regional dialect to translate the meaning of their words easily, what may sound nonsensical to your ears, are actually words in of themselves or sentences that can be understood through the traditional phrases steeped in history and symbolism used in their place. Please, allow this humble architect to explain in the empresses stead'"Oh for..." Kanzeon sighs, annoyed by even your polite explanation "Fairy like and fairies in general are used to denote beauty in their culture, springs are a source of water and thus are associated with origin and by that association truth as most Shangralan cultures have a great respect for their ancestors and lineage, Wind whispers are the translation of their word for rumors and gossip though my husband also uses the same characters to describe telepathy, Silken manors mean comfort bordering on the obsecenly luxurious and is somewhat archaic as such indulgences are frowned upon in modern Long-jia. Ride a steel horse is one of the many, many poeticisms used in place of "fought in a war". Sons of Mist and Fog is one of the terms for the Shangralan people, taken from an ancient poem written by a man fed to...a certain breed of giant chicken. The thing about threading rope, is a poetic way to say "Helped us give tyrants what was coming to them". Gun singer is a common alternative to gunslinger in their popular culture, due to a mistranslation and heavy accent of a play written about one of their tall tales"She paused to refill her lungs, having to consciously remind herself she needed to Cont
>>6201887"Tamers of great serpents, the Long-Jianese have only heard of your rattler herds from the exaggerated accounts of those refugees they've been sheltering and after recent encounters with town crushing serpentine formed lithovores controlled by a race of sapient fungus....the universe is ridiculous...they have the idea that they ride similar lifeforms" She continues on, increasingly irrigated and exasperated as she hears herself talk "Corpse-eyes, Deadeye. There are many ritual surrounding the treatment of the dead and superstition of their souls, which leads into Sealing the crypt and guarding the graveyard. That just meant "saved the lives of and or prevented unnecessary deaths through their heroic actions", and yes, New Varro volunteers did help greatly in several of the recent wars waged by the people of Shangrala. And finally, they really just love jade. My darling earned a reputation for making jade out of nothing, for instance. And if I let him explain, he'd have added a new layer of symbolism and metaphor to cut through, because he, like all Shangralan natives, cannot help but to be the most verbose of poets""Ay, can we take a moment of the lovely creature you are so fortunate to call a wife's time and have her assist in our deal making?" Steelmonger asked after a long moment of silence "Of course, I'd be happy to help" Kanzeon grumbles sarcastically, arms crossed "Nothing I like more than talking trade and politics""She who perceives the sounds in the world is of course always welcome to attend Black Jade Empress of the Dragon Family, before or behind the cotton screen" The interpreter answers after Daiyu stopped giggling and whispered her commands to her.And so, the ceremonial first meeting of President and Empress, which is recorded for posterity and for viewing on both New Varro and Shangrala as transmitted through several formations and arrays of dragonfly drones projection both light and sound, comes to include an irritable and short of patience Kanzeon. And Daiyu has her fun using even more archaic and obscure Long-Jian idioms, koans, metaphors, symbolic turns of phrase and strings of poetry to annoy her further and make her, at one point, go on a several hour long tangent explaining the exact method of breeding and caring for a certain breed of iridescent scaled carp to explain a phrase that lasted exactly five syllables and was comprised of three unique characters. A phrase that was closely tied with the Gao families past and particularly their mythologized founding. But that in essence, meant "Member of the Gao family", as Steelmonger brought up lineage by asking about the imperial household and why Jinhai wasn't the one to travel to New Varo.The answer of which could be surmised as, Jinhai was visiting Yushan on his way to investigate another human world the Celestial Explorers had made contact with, that had asked to be made tributary of Shangrala.Cont
>>6201888And once the initial trade agreement and first interstellar trade routes are determined, planned and the first usage of them determined by way of committee and the return of the various former captives of the dark hearted aeldari are shown and televised, you convene with the soldiers transported to New Varo and the local militias and the Bureau remnant to begin the process of exterminating the remnant bioweapons as soon as their creators and those who demanded their creation are hung and burned and their ashes scattered to the winds, while work begins on repairing some of the archeotech structures linking together the cities of New varro or else that the cities are comprised or settled on top of. Including the disarmament of a cache of enough nuclear weapons to send the whole world back to the stone age if it didn't extinguish all life on the surface immediately.And what endeavor do you personally head, Lieren?>Assist in the hunt of the bioweapons and use it as a chance to bond further with your space marines>Clearing and cataloging the technological caches kept by the Bureau and helping intergrate them into Shangrala's technology by way of examining and studying them, and feeding them to Kanzeon and her sisters>Help chart the trade routes, and continue to expand them as Shangrala continues to expand its influence across the stars>Join Jinhai on the world that willingly became a vassal to Shangrala.>write in
>>6201889>write inWe have a rare moment of peace and we know there will not be peace for our coming future when the crusade comes. Meditate, turn inward; Contemplate the Plans of the Old Ones once more while in the void of Space; away from all distractions...in cosmic peace dwell upon the old ones plan and work towards enlightenment. Assign the Great bear of Terra to shadow the Emperor just in case...
>>6201889For once, ai agree with a write in>Support >>6201909And seek enlightenment.Malal, you had too much fun writing that cultural misunderstanding.
>>6201889>Clearing and cataloging the technological caches kept by the Bureau and helping intergrate them into Shangrala's technology by way of examining and studying them, and feeding them to Kanzeon and her sisters
>>6201909Support, we need to work through the steps and I don't care which but hopefully soul creation or purification protocol
>>6201889>>6201909Support and>Clearing and cataloging the technological caches kept by the Bureau and helping intergrate them into Shangrala's technology by way of examining and studying them, and feeding them to Kanzeon and her sisters
go through the technology so we know what we have then meditate on the fragment, balance between the materlistic and speritual parts
>>6201889We need to hang up the hat
>>6202124? elaborate what do you mean?
>>6202166You know, that raggedy old cowboy hat that pops up from time to time.
>>6201909+1Lets do this for now, we can come back later.
>>6201889>Meditate and turn inward, contemplating the plans of the Old Ones once more while in the void of Space, away from all distractions. In cosmic peace dwell upon their plan and work towards enlightenment.
>>6201889>V: 7>Assist in the hunt: 0>Clearing and cataloging the technological caches: 2>Help chart the trade routes: 0>Join Jinhai: 0>write in: 1>>Meditate, turn inward: 6Assign the Great bear of Terra to shadow the Emperor just in case...Who's that pokémon!!!!!
Daiyu was having quiet the fun in all of this. Jinhai is really rubbing off on her wife with his sense of humor. Kazzy will pinch her cheeks later lol"The answer of which could be surmised as, Jinhai was visiting Yushan on his way to investigate another human world the Celestial Explorers had made contact with, that had asked to be made tributary of Shangrala."thats interesting, might want to see this world later. Willingly wanting to be a vassal is certainly positive, but i do wonder what kind of culture would accept to be a vassal on first contact. Long-Jia diplomats and explorers wouldn't even think of it has an option, unless the place is exceptionally primitive.>>6201909>>6201889supporti suppose Dae-Hyun could be assigned to Jinhai, but i feel this new world shouldn't be much of an issue. Its an unique case.But if we want to be full proof by sending Dae-Hyun, might as well have some Nameless with Elazar and maybe Carys and a few other eldar journeymen join Jinhai too. Full protection in all fields.
>>6202457>V: 8>Assist in the hunt: 0>Clearing and cataloging the technological caches: 2>Help chart the trade routes: 0>Join Jinhai: 0>write in: 1>>Meditate, turn inward: 7It is Maleikarpe!!!!!
>>6202928If I had to guess, they probably want protection from someone else. Or maybe they found out about the Long-Jian empire, assumed the worst and decided to bend the knee to prevent a war.
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait,>>6203026Thanks for collecting the votes once more, XDSo Lieren, in a rare moment of peace, take the chance to meditate on the ancient wisdom and knowledge entrusted to him by one of the great old ones. And reassign Dae-Hyun to shadow/ guard Jinhai in his planetary visit, while the rest of his sons purge New Varo of genetically engineered bioweapons/ abominationsWriting now
Long-Jia's bureaucracy is a well oiled and above all supremely efficient machine. The initial trade routes between New Varro and Shangrala will be charted by the expert cartographers and well trained astrologists and astronavigators in short order, more complex trading systems and paths are unnecessary until the empire of Long-Jia expands its influences or is subsumed by your father's terran born stellar empire. Al-Uzza needs no assistance in collecting and cataloguing and processing the technological catches and hordes kept by the now defunct Bureau. And the eradication of their creations, the foul bioweapons that have long plagued the people of new varro and thrown its many unique, harsh and enduring ecosystems into disarray can be entrusted to the skilled soldiers of the imperial army, the brothers of the panther lodges accompanying them, and above even those master hunters, the capable hands of your gene-sons, the Astartes of the second legion. As for Jinhai wandering into what could be an assassination or kidnapping attempt with a mostly unknown political entity. Dae-Hyun is honored to be given the duty of honorguard and brings a congregant of the Sheowl rangers with him to shadow the emperor of Long-Jia as his bodyguards This affords you a rare moment of peace, bereft of guiding responsibilities and duty. In the void of space, shielded from the vacuum by a telekinetic bubble of air atop Kanzeon, you begin to meditate, clearing your mind and preparing it to once more glimpse up the fragment of a fragment of the great plan entrusted to you by the one of their number incarnated as a turtle spirit in the warp.Upon the featureless white void imagine, with swift brush strokes, you begin to trace the origin points of geometric circuity that was branded upon your psyche, cautiously repeating the same sequence of sigils in your minds eye in the exact order and form you first witnessed them take, well aware that a single mistake was not only a great offense to the weaver of this power but would create an intense backlash of psionic and probable energies that would wound you both body and soul. Using Hysh's light as an aid, the geomantic web alights with an uncaged wind of the empyrean, untouched by Jian Qi's foul talons, a purer expression of the fragmentary plan. Weaving Hysh, silver moonlight and golden fire together, you weave a foundation around yourself, recreating the schematics implanted deep in your mind and watching the familiar fractals spread outwards from the position you hold within the great plan yourself.And as you recognize the portions you have already gazed upon, you taste copper, and feel blood trickle warmly from you nose and eyes. Enduring, steeling and centering yourself, you dive back into the sacred geometries of the webbing pattern. Containment has spread further, replicated and splintered into new forms and lessons.Cont
>>6203692But Shattered Void, Purity Protocol, Elemental Event Horizon, Paradox Creation and Star forging remain unchanged, blocking further contemplation of the paths that originate from their points in the ever expanding and changing circuitry of reality altered. They act as dam walls between you and different expressions of cosmic enlightenment, and remain as such even as you translate the web into more understandable poetry and lines of code as you had done when you first meditated on this wisdom most ancient.Your eyes are already bleeding trying to comprehend how the stanzas intermingle and compliment and blend with one another. Recalling how, if you wish to recreate the attack you used when you were first granted custodian ship of this portion of the great eternal plan and defended its previous keeper with , you'd need to first recreate a ritual that connected containment to shattered void and then purity protocol.Containing the paradoxical mingling of energies mid collision with [Containment], followed by [Shattered void] as the yin and yang energies breached containment of seals made out of both mathematical and sorcerous formulae, and finished by the enactment of [Purity protocol], as the creation of pure void, the truest expression of reality in an instant, that of nothingness. That which exists everywhere and nowhever.But there were other roads available to you. For the time being, you would not pursue further the branch of enlightenment reflected within [Containment]But which Fractal of the Fragment do you study, Lieren? >Shattered void.>Purity protocol>Paradox creation>Star forging>write in
>>6203693>Paradox creationIn the aim of creating a soul out of HyeshBecause I'm pretty sure this is a route to making a guiding intelligence.
>>6203693>>Paradox creation
>>6203693>Star forging
>>6203693>Shattered voidIt seems to be the intended next step in forming a proper scaffolding of how this stuff works.>Recalling how, if you wish to recreate the attack you used when you were first granted custodian ship of this portion of the great eternal plan and defended its previous keeper with , you'd need to first recreate a ritual that connected containment to shattered void and then purity protocol.
>>6203730I don't want to attack. I want to figure out how to create a living soul from mindless soulstuff
>>6203693>Paradox creation
>>6203693>Shattered void
>>6203693>Paradox creationLet's get freaky
>>6203693>>Star forging
>>6203693>Paradox creationOk I have a plan and it builds of a joke Eldrad made and our beloved former teacher told him not to joke aboutStep 1: Stand before Avatar of Khaine (might earn it given all we've been up too), Meditate and stand before it's slumbering formStep 2: Containment.exe Step 3: Paradox CreationStep 4: Purge the Nightbringer bit from the shard outta the Avatar of Khaine with Hysh.Step 4.5: [Maybe have to fight/imprison/banish a small Nightbringer Shard]Step 5: Release the Containment and Observe a purified Khaine now perma awokenIm sure this'll be fine~
>>6203693>>Purity protocol
>>6204233The Nightbringer isn't a daemon, why would an exorcism work on him?
>>6203693>V: 15>Shattered void: 2>Purity protocol: 1>Paradox creation: 10>Star forging: 2>write in: 0
Calling the vote now. Cause MH Wilds comes out in a few hours and It'll keep me busy for awhile>>6204654Thanks for collecting the vote, >>6204885and with this, well, Paradox creation wins the voteSo Lieren will pursue that fraction of the great planWriting now
Paradox Creation. The term is more esoteric than Containment, yet despite the simplicity of the concept, that expression of great plan of the late old ones is astonishingly complex and the universal causalities and truth that are fueled by it exist nearly everywhere within reality. But the forms and expressions in which Paradox creation can be found across creation are fewer and further between than the principles fueling and powered by Containment. And as such there are fewer visions to be conjured that may be connected to the creation of Paradoxes. The paradoxical is termed as such becomes the circumstances and causes of that which is called paradox cannot coexist by basic reason to exist. And yet they do, yet they may. You have encountered true paradoxes. The service of a noble, righteous man beneath the heel of a tyrant, the culmination of opposed energies you had forcefully fused and melded together, Silver moonlight and Golden Sunlight both shining within and branding themselves upon your soul. Just as your previous meditation brought forth examples of Containment in its various forms and meanings when you contemplated the mysteries of teaching and technique of the Great Plan's record of Containment, so to do images and examples of paradoxes that you've encountered and known, even those you had not recognized as such, rush to fill the void of your thoughts. Another demonstration of the curious quality of the strange knowledges entrusted to you.And once more decoding the fraction of a fragment that is contained within the phrase Paradox Creation is a challenge, even with your analytic mind focused solely on the effort as you meditate. As you work upon unwinding and unraveling the raw information and wisdom that comprises it, which you picture as a legion of snakes formed of smoke and mist, once more the sensation that gripped your heart as you've faced the most repugnant and ill natured of the warp's denizens grips your heart. Casting aside the sensation before any of the villains may find sanctuary in your thoughts, the fractal that contains the once lost guide of the creation of paradox, the forging of the impossible and implausible, the creation of the unreal, originating from the accursed brand scarring your brow.Images of golden fire, being fueled by handfuls of fire taken and fanned from the embers it creates from itself, immediately fill your minds up as you dive headlong into the mandates, guidelines, protocols, means and methods penned by the eldest of all races. Sites, locations of its useage, one of them being a familiar battlefield upon Shangrala, spread out before you as real as if you stood upon all of them simultaneously, surrounded by ever flowing currents of lines of code and mathematical formulae. Concepts beyond even your mortal ken, descriptions of once immutable laws of physics now lost and broken. They simply appear as blanknessCont
>>6205083True nothingness. The real picture of the void that'd drive lesser men to delirious madness. So you simply do not try to comprehend that lost pillars and foundations of the universe and turn your attentions instead what still exist or may yet be. The only way the unknown may become know, the indescribable described and recorded and Nothingness turned to something tangible, is to embrace it. By facing it directly and confronting the core of the mystery and gazing upon it, studying it intently and diligently as you look within your wife's eyes, as you adore and treasure every individual of the human race. Love is your shield and guide, the pure white, selfless and chaste love you hold for Kanzeon and that you hold for all of mankind. It defines you, and thus will serve as an anchor as you take the first step of a new journey and dive into the swirling abyss of impossibilities and uncreation of the sea of knowledge contained within the shard of turtle shell that holds the guide to [Paradox Creation] Wreathed in the purest expression of the love you feel, donning it as an armor, your mind is able to endure long enough to adapt to and process the storm of new information and insights that assault your psyche as it acid sears and hot brands itself to the chemicals, bio electricity and neural pathways lining the grey matter of your brain.Golden flames turn to silver frost that burn yet remain as solid as ice. Merciless hate coexisting within the mercies of a gentle heart. The presence of soul beyond death, the continuation of life in a universe defined by its finality and limits. The flow of time returning and merging with itself, future and past colliding to form the present. The brief mingling of smoke and steam as a log reduced to embers is tossed into a stream. The creation of new life. The end of old life. Existence and death. Paradoxes. For a single fragment of existence is extinguished yet all of it may never be fully wiped out or depleted. Paradoxes exists everywhere.Light produces shadow. Heat cools. Night turns to day. And day to night. Only defined by the boundaries between them. The thresholds that define matter and all of reality. Paradoxes are the natural state of being.Boundaries ... [Containment ] ....none of the innumerable boundaries between different expressions of existence are unbreakable and unchanging as they seem. Illusion is reality. Have you dreamt you were a butterfly, or are you a butterfly who dreamt they were a man. Even those boundaries that seem uncrossable, unchangeable, may be and are intended by nature itself to be surmounted and overcomeThe boundary between life and death, melts away as readily as frost. Night does not end. Neither does Day, they simply replace the other. It is all about perspective and belief.Belief shapes reality.For nothing is real, except what we create.Cont
>>6205085You have already made use of Paradox Creation in setting your soul ablaze to fuel the fire that burns your soul to repair and mend thy spirit. And have called up the creation of bubble of altered reality and transformed existence and taken upon yourself the mantle of those connected to your vast soul and lent your power and expertise to them as well in their times of need. The golden sea is fills a thousand vessel and in turn is filled by the same thousand. The cycle without beginning or end.But now that fragmentary enlightenment expands, to see that those powers of yours are simply one expression of the universal ability to define reality as what it seen and believed. Consensus was drawn, eons before, to give form and reason and sanity to existence. But now you see the weld marks, the lines drawn in sand are not iron walls and heaven piercing mountains. They are just lines, easily blurred, erased or simply stepped over.And knowing this. Realizing this. Allows you to comprehend non reality, to make it real. [Paradox Creation] is no longer a unknown factor, a path unwalked. You've been enlightened and now see the thresholds that prevent paradoxes from forming without purpose or guidance. The boundaries that only exist in the mind, the walls that stand because they are perceived. It is a bit clearer now, but you cannot claim to possess knowledge until you put it to the test, the same is true with all wisdom and ability.Waking from your meditations, spheres and globules of blood floating around you in the vacuum of space above new varro, sensing Kanzeon's distress for you immediately alleviate as she senses your consciousness returning to your body after confronting the most ancient of riddles and insights, blood still flowing from your orifices and pores from the sheer mental strain of meditating upon and simply being in the presence of even so small a sliver of the great plan. You immediately put into practice the first and lowest foundational level of [Paradox Creation] Holding out your hand, you summon a tongue of the fires constantly lashing and surrounding your soul and then be screwing your eyes and purposefully ignoring the boundaries between heat and cold, fire and ice, erasing them momentarily in this singular instance as you make yourself go crosseyed through the effort and strain.AndIn an instance as the fabric of reality arounds you warps, you brand, upon this singular gout of soul fire, your insistent belief that fire can freeze and be turned solid and tangible.Creating twin paradoxes. Fire frozen like amber. And a portion of your soul, severed and free from the majority. A fragment of Lieren that is no longer you. A blaze of soulstuff that's absence is noted and healed by the same fire that surrounds it. You decide to fashion it into a brooch for Kanzeon to wear, as a sign of your devotion and boundless love for her.Cont
>>6205087And already, after this first performance of Paradox Creation, the paradoxes you now understand how to will into existence and bring into being by simply looking past the constraints of perceived reality and what is and isn't possible by its unwritten rules, are vast and uncountable. Illusions may become Real. And the Real may become illusions. Death may melt away to reveal life renewed. But, you must put on hold deeper experimentation and contemplation of the truths within [Containment] and [Paradox Creation] As you have worried Kanzeon too greatly with the mental duress and physical backlash you endured simply learning that the thresholds and lines defining reality are in truth as substantial as mist or smoke.Now that your meditations are done, Lieren, what do you turn your focus to, after you return Michah's hat to his family, as you promised you would?>Taking it easy while you're capable of it, and getting up to some harmless mischief/pranks with minor paradoxes/ Paradox born techniques and "sorcery">Help finish mopping up the bioweapons on new varro and keep your astartes and their subordinates sharp by leading similar hunts across the expanding Shangralan sphere>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force as Long-Jia enters a stage of stellar expansion after the peaceful integration of Yushan, New Varro, and the recently discovered Epsilon Orion V8, which Jinhai and the ruling council of technocrats who submitted to him as vassals have chosen to rename as "Eternal Celestial Engine">With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic borders>Write in Had a pretty hard time putting into words what was going on this update cause, Paradoxes, ya know?
>>6205088>>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic bordersIt's not just Humanity that falls under our protection and guidance after all.
>>6205088>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic bordersOh hell ya.
>>6205088>>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force as Long-Jia enters a stage of stellar expansion after the peaceful integration of Yushan, New Varro, and the recently discovered Epsilon Orion V8, which Jinhai and the ruling council of technocrats who submitted to him as vassals have chosen to rename as "Eternal Celestial Engine"
>>6205088>>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic bordersThat description of paradox creation is terrifying.
>>6205088>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force as Long-Jia enters a stage of stellar expansion after the peaceful integration of Yushan, New Varro, and the recently discovered Epsilon Orion V8, which Jinhai and the ruling council of technocrats who submitted to him as vassals have chosen to rename as "Eternal Celestial Engine">With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic bordersso if I have understood this correctly, we should now have the ability to create souls for the other ships. but we should probably take it easy for a while before we try to do that
>>6205088>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic borders>Taking it easy while you're capable of it, and getting up to some harmless mischief/pranks with minor paradoxes/ Paradox born techniques and "sorcery"Securing ideal planets is probably the most responsible choice, though we want to be sure that it's treated as an option rather than an expectation. The last thing we want is to accidentally set up planets of creatures that think we're kicking them out of society onto the frontier.I'd also like to get acquainted with how Paradox Creation works, and establish its capabilities and limits in an area of safety. This is most certainly not an excuse to abuse a primordial reality-warping power for our own amusement, and we will staunchly deny any evidence to the contrary.
>>6205088>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic borders>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force as Long-Jia enters a stage of stellar expansion after the peaceful integration of Yushan, New Varro, and the recently discovered Epsilon Orion V8, which Jinhai and the ruling council of technocrats who submitted to him as vassals have chosen to rename as "Eternal Celestial Engine"
>>6205088>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic borders
>>6205088>V: 8>Taking it easy while you're capable of it: 1>Help finish mopping up the bioweapons: 0>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force: 3>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen: 7>Write in: 0
>>6205088>>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force as Long-Jia enters a stage of stellar expansion after the peaceful integration of Yushan, New Varro, and the recently discovered Epsilon Orion V8, which Jinhai and the ruling council of technocrats who submitted to him as vassals have chosen to rename as "Eternal Celestial Engine">>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen, find the worlds most comfortable for the various alien and abhuman refugees and minority populations within Shangrala's growing cosmic borders
>>6205372>V: 9>Taking it easy while you're capable of it: 1>Help finish mopping up the bioweapons: 0>Lead the vanguard expeditionary force: 4>With the help of the Aeldari Journeymen: 8>Write in: 0
>>6205088Male, are you planning to make a small scene where E and Arianka's children have a conversation? I'm looking forward to seeing their reactions and everything.
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait, Monster hunter is to blame.>>6205848So Lieren will work with Carys and the other Aeldari Journeymen to find the worlds with the most comfortable habitats and climates for the various human and abhuman refugees within Shangralas growing cosmic sphere of influenceWriting now>>6205112Thanks, was hoping it would be
"I'm glad my son found such a loyal friend out there in the stars" Michah's aged father says, wiping tears from his wind scarred, leather tan face, white mustache trembling as he fights hard to keep composed and his emotions close to his chest as his wife and younger daughter wail and grieve more openly "You seem like a fine feller, Mr Lieren, fine enough for my boy to fight some king of butchers. He could be sweet as honey that boy, sweet talk the oneriest of rattlers into the pen and don't get me started on how sweet he was to the fairer sex while the women folk are around"Ol' Wilbur smiled weakly, thumbing the brim of Michah's hat as he turned it around in his head, eyes watery as he looked up to you and Kanzeon as you sat around the humble table in his humble abode"Didn't think the boy would take my joke of "I wish someone could find that ol'coot Winchester and bring him back" seriously, I thought my friend was dead, taken by a spook or thunderin bird" He continues on "But Michah, well he could be mean as a scorpion who woke up on the wrong side of his bed when there was fightin to do, and from the stories you've...you've told me, he found a lot of fighting that needed doing on you world of Shangrala. He fought hard, like a man, and died like one, in the place of his friends and kin. I...I can't believe I raised such a man, if that Butcher feller was half as mean as you say he was, Mister. But that's just like my boy, hoping on the devil's own back without a thought, just to rein them away from others. Always such a selfless, brave...brave"Wilbur joins his family in their laments, wailing and howling in grief as you bow your head"He was one of the truest and most loyal companions in my life's short journey. His last act saved an emperor, and his deeds before inspire the boys of my world. I know my grief, as his friend, cannot equal yours as his father, but I know wherever his soul may dwell, Michah is proud to have been your son. Like myself, the man he became was the result of your teachings and guidance. I am sorry I could only bring back his hat, but upon Shangrala, many men and women owe their lives to his defiant last stand" You say solemnly, placing a gentle hand on the old man's own as he covers his eyes and shakes with sobs"A fine friend you was for him, thank you for bringing back his hat. Oh my boy, my boy, ya went out shooting like the devil, died like any prairie man, rattler rider shoulda done. Saved an emperor, got a bunch of strangers singing your praises. Oh...oh" he weeps "Thank you for giving him the chance to be a hero, for telling me of all the good he done did before he road out his last time""If you'd like, the emperor he saved, Long-Jia Jinhai, has given an invitation to your family to visit his palace as guests of honor. Jinhai was a close friend with Michah as well" Kanzeon says "I..I'll think on it, Ma'am" Wilbur says tearfully.Cont
>>6207373Michah's family would take Jinhai up on his offer, but you were not present to hear what they discussed and spoke of during the humble rattle farmers trip to Shangrala, for you were busy working with Carys and the other Aeldari journeymen to find the most comfortable worlds to set aside for the abhuman and alien members of Shangrala. Many were content and all were welcome living alongside the rest of society, but it was not humanity's prosperity and contentment that you were responsible for.The floating colonies on Black Abyss, complete with artificial beaches made with the assistance of imports from new Varro and trade deals struck with Alf'Harim, had turned the peculiar world into one perfect for the Se'ah'in. And Jaw-Ripper who had fully matured into "Slow wise sunbather" according to the juveniles she still bossed around, convinced the rowdy youths of her gang to behave themselves as they were transported to Black Abyss, which, Jinhai, in a flight of whimsy, decided to rename by allowing the first leader of the Se'ah'in to give it a new epithet as they swam under the storm wracked waters and relaxed on the artificial beaches connected to the mobile colonies inhabited by the settlers from Long-Jia, who were of primarily Zoroast and Lomb stock, though a bask knight had bought a colony and established a new order with the Se'ah'in, or at least the ones who could sit still long enough to listen to him talk of high chivalry and honor. "Eh" Jaw Ripper Languidly grunted, being roused from one of her numerous mid day naps, her bulkier tail fin flapping as she rolled over onto her stomach, scratching her jaw with one of her four arms, the webbing between her fingers having retracted somewhat "The young idiots won't call it anything but "Fun spinning water, flashy flash light, woo" or something dumb like that, but since you asked nicely, crown guy, I guess you can call it the..."And then she sang a melodic song, that was half se'ah'in and half long-Japanese that, awes the crowd gathered around the eldest most Se'ah'in, and brings both you and Jinhai to tears."Or something like that, can I go back to bed now?" She yawned as she flipped closer to the water and dipped her hands in the lapping waves"A planet named after a poem, how quaint, very well, by imperial mandate, Black Abyss will cast aside its designation and be redubbed as "Violet Waters, Mirror flashes of lightning, A storm without end""Try to get the stupid babies to call it that, big boss. Where's the storyteller, I'm bored" Jaw Ripper rumbled, chewing on a stalk of imported sea kelp as she languidly stared out at the sea, humming a song as you spotted two of the younger Se'ah'in fighting. Cont
>>6207374She was singing herself a song lamenting the idiocy of youth and how annoying her juniors were by nature, while waiting for the Lomb Chief she'd befriended to tell her stories or teach her crafts, since the blubber and mass she'd put on as an adult had made her a much less dexterous swimmer than she had once been and hadn't yet adapted to the more slow paced and sedentary lifestyle of a grown Se'ah'in. But you'd noticed she'd become somewhat introspective and philosophical, and had even asked you to translate the "Frozen" words of the journey for her, and had learned to imitate your voice to get her now disrespectful underlings to listen to her. As well as several other voices, which she uses to entertain herself with harmless mischief. The younger Se'ah'in, while you had concerns about the native wild life of Violet Waters, Mirror flashes of lightning, A storm without end, being a threat to them, show their carnivorous and bellicose nature by quickly teaching the local predators that Se'ah'in and humans are not on the menu. Usually by eating the local apex predator and playing with its bones and entrails. The Nosa Rubigin, however, with some assistance and care, find themselves homes in every world under Shangrala's banner except for Eternal Celestial Engine, being hardier than most of their native plants and quick to adapt to new enviroments with some assistance and specialized soils and fertlizers. The people of New Varro are quite fond of the "Rosebushes" and the subdued Yushanians form a close bond with the Rubigin, the fugnoid intelligences and the ambulatory plants both finding ways of communication and interaction impossible for any other species, and several flocks move to Yushan to help tend to its ecosystem once they are convinced that the Yushanians will program the animals to not view a group of Nosa as a salad bar, as one, oddly popular Nosa Rubigin comedian phrases it. Though one or two groves move in with Carys flock as they find Aeldari movements to be a near religious experience and can watch one at work for hours.The Sagit, find they enjoy the jungles of Yushan and ranges of New Varro more than the mist swept valleys and fog shrounded mountains of Shangrala, and the hustle and bustle of its urban centers and Sharp-Talon immigrates the largest population to Yushan, though some remain on Shangrala and others travel to New Varro. The Merchants of mirth simply find comfort wherever sapient creatures dwell, and so scatter amongst the holdings of the various colonies and vassal states of Long-Jia, and as you work about finding the first colonies designed for the health and comfort of the non human residents and protectorates of Shangrala, the league of celestial explorers spread outwards. Most of the human refugees prefer the civilized life of Shangrala over the newly established colonies of Violet Waters, Yushan and avoid New Varro like a plague. Cont
>>6207375Even the Abhuman Relieved prefer the fairer weather worlds of Shangrala and Yushan to New Varro, and after their cultural shift show a deep fascination and friendship with the Angra and Tigerfolk.With the Vishnu swelling the numbers of Yushan, and more tigerfolk children being born with every season that passes, the second blooming of the vishnu is well underway, and a training ground for the aspirants of your still separated legion is built upon the world. And the Jokaero seem to have decided to settle one of Shangrala's moons, having covertly created and flown a craft up to it and established a habitat for themselves in one of its craters, along with a stock of their favorite fruits and plants, that you discover around the time the governors of New Varro decide to officially join Long-Jia as a vassal state after seeing just how well the trade routes and deals had worked out for them.And for a time, you're duties are mostly signing off requests for architects and members of the ministry of development to travel to newly found worlds to work with the scientists and scholars of the league of celestial explorers if the world is suitable for human habitation and settlement, or if it can be safely set aside for the future generations of "Our brothers from the stars" which is considered the polite term of address for the collective whole of the non human citizens of Long-Jia. And giving your blessing and being named the honorary uncle of many of your adoptive children's own children or the sons and daughters of the new colonies.Jaw-Ripper even trusts you enough to show you her first clutch of children, having given them all "Stupid Baby names" while they still asleep inside the eggs she, and the rest of the Se'ah'in, are fiercely protective of, while the man from bask, and the knights who flocked to his "Chivalrous order of the Violet Sea" stand guard of her favored patch of artificial beach while she cares for them and tries to civilize the juveniles of her gang. Apparently they are to compete against Elazar's own knightly order and several others to win Mari's favor for the year, soon, and are improving their discipline by standing guard of the amused Jaw-Ripper day and night. Mostly they've had to chase off curious scientists and scholars, one of whom was deafened by startling jaw ripper awake and being one of the few to hear a Se'ah'in's "Fighting song for fighting" as they call their bone shattering screech, and surviving. But soon enough, not long after the five first worlds of the Long-Jianese empire find equilibrium and the two colonies and two vassal states begin to flourish, grow and improve, and as you are enjoying planning the development of each of the worlds and keeping the shipments from them going smoothly, and the colonization of several other worlds with your lovely wife and her sisters, that Jinhai approaches you with a requestCont
>>6207375And what is that request, Lieren?>Finding a world of Alf'Harim who have decided they'd rather live under humanities rule and Journey's teachings, from amongst the dozens that the league of celestial explorers have found and are preparing for colonization>Helping him decide what to do with a world populated by human tribes, who are currently waging war upon eachother.>Rescuing the crew of a celestial explorer ship that was attacked by unknown assailants during a routine scan of an uninhabited star system, in the middle of doing buisness with an Alf'harim merchant vessel>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet >Write inFigured finding the best environment for the aliens would take up too much of Lieren's attention for him to also lead the expeditionary force at the same time, reasonably
>>6207378>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet
>>6207378>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet >Write in: Machine child>>An enigma that has long haunted you, how can you Lieren of Shangrala bring back life to the remnants of those who sacrificed everything to ensure that the lives entrusted to them flourished to a bright future and those in the grip of greed and self-gratification sacrificed all they were meant to guard to the darkest of spirits. Without sacrificing your moral standing a new path has emerged from arcane science and ancient fragment of plan a time long forgotten, life born from union husband and wife one born in a body of flesh and blood with a mind of cog and logic but who aspired to be a man of love and compassion, one born in a sacrifice of countless live birth in a body of steel and circuits with a mind filled with compassion and love but which in its darkest hour assumed the mask of all logic and apathy. In a union of love deeper and purer then has been seen since time in immemorial souls born of Paradox three fragments from both united into three children born, Contained in the remnants of of those who sacrificed and those who were corrupted to grow, to learn, to live.”Reality is what we make of it” Lieren of Shangrala
>>6207378>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet You know its always so adorable/sweet when our Wife and her sisters get to do what they were made for.
>>6207378>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet>>6207392Afraid can't support that idea, nonchildren of our own that's a big no no.
>>6207395how is that a big no no? as I recall, big E was in on it as long as we don't take over basic humanity.
>>6207402This was the safest way I could think of, using the concept of paradox and two soul fragments to help create a (somewhat natural born) soul to the ship and Containment acting as a binding agent.
>>6207378>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet>>6207392I can be in favour of this but this is not relevant to the matter at hand and would be better fit for another time. Lieren and Kanzeon will get to live the full human experience.
>>6207378>>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet
>>6207378>Helping him decide what to do with a world populated by human tribes, who are currently waging war upon eachother.The Alf'Harim ones are also interesting, fully primitive humans are something we didn't see yet>Figured finding the best environment for the aliens would take up too much of Lieren's attention for him to also lead the expeditionary force at the same time, reasonablyThats fair
>>6207378>Rescuing the crew of a celestial explorer ship that was attacked by unknown assailants during a routine scan of an uninhabited star system, in the middle of doing buisness with an Alf'harim merchant vessel
>>6207378>Helping him decide what to do with a world populated by human tribes, who are currently waging war upon eachother.>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleet
>>6207378>Investigation of a mysterious conglomerates.
>>6207378>Finding a world of Alf'Harim who have decided they'd rather live under humanities rule and Journey's teachings, from amongst the dozens that the league of celestial explorers have found and are preparing for colonization
>>6207378Also, I like that we're shown the consequences of our earlier actions instead of them just vanishing once they're out of focus.
>>6207378>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleetHello there Space Hulk.
>>6207392This is blatantly against Lieren’s morals. Using human as raw materials to construct stuff is cruel and he still considers the soul fragments humans albeit crippled ones which was the whole point of the earlier in story discussion about it. He’s the sort to consider any treatment of humans as resources evil, and he’s justified to treat it so seeing how the history of 40k is one big slippy slope, where one evil action triggers another until evil is consuming the whole galaxy. If you want to use souls in the construction then you have to create them.
>>6207378>V: 13>Finding a world of Alf'Harim: 2>Helping him decide what to do with a world populated by human tribes: 2>Rescuing the crew of a celestial explorer ship: 2>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships: 9>Write in 1>>Machine child: 1>>6208037Why do you think I wrote it as if they would give birth to the new souls. I know that Lieren doesn't like to see people as a resource, that's why I wrote it the way I did, he's been thinking about having a child with Kanzeon since Lieren vs the nurgle greater daemon. what i tried to do with my write in is give lieren and kanzeon a child and make sure that the sister ship that died lives again and can help the next generation. I have no plans to make a assembly line of the process, this is created out of their love, not an emotional cold process.
>>6207378>>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships that suddenly appeared in one of the outposts above the worlds eyed for colonization, reported by the vanguard fleetNow that'd be worrying>>6207392Sorry, but no. Just no. While I can understand why some would do this, I'd think this would just be way too out of line and going against one of the few things our dad told us not to do. Also, more realistically speaking, we already don't speak much with our space marines children, even though it's like one of the core parts of a Primarch. We already have children, a shitload of them. We do not need to create something new. I know it's from a good intention, but let's be honest, if we start adding a "real" child into the mix, it just would take way too much space in an already fat stretched narrative.
>>6208433>V: 14>Finding a world of Alf'Harim: 2>Helping him decide what to do with a world populated by human tribes: 2>Rescuing the crew of a celestial explorer ship: 2>The investigation of a mysterious, conglomeration of ships: 10>Write in 1>>Machine child: 1
>>6208506You have a point… but what are we going to do with the dead sister ships, it doesn't seem right to just use them as glorified factories
>>6208433I think you wrote that to cope with the fact your plan is still immoral but you still want to sacrifice human souls to appease your hunger for this particular agenda. Regardless of how you try to frame it you are still sacrificing people, as such it’s an evil and self-deluding action. Furthermore I would like to establish a well intentioned tyrant is still a tyrant, and just because you think something is good does not make it good.I also wonder why we should waste our time attempting an evil action when we could attempt to fix the souls by healing them or whatever.
>>6208664....are you high on something?I spend almost a week thinking about how to write it in a way that was both moral, economic and symbolically.So excuse my language but where the F@&# in my write in did I write that my plan would use a shit tone of human sacrifice, three pieces from Lieren and Kanzeon combined to create three souls.not over 100000 not 10000000000000, 6 soul fragments combine into three souls, three children with time and care could grow inside into their bodies of living metal (star metal changed it to be more dramatic) so before you accuse someone of being morally corrupt read what they actually write and don't put YOUR words in my mouth and accuse me of it (this proverb doesn't translate very well but I'll roll with it)
>>6208664How is it evil to have children?It may be that my write-in does it in an exotic way but when you boil it down, I am suggest that Lieren and Kanzeon get three children.I see no harm in a willing married couple forming a union that leads to three children.
>>6208664While not the retarded namefag. Pretty sure one of the paths in a prior thread more or less would lead to 'soul creation' for the ships that wouldn't require mass offerings.
>>6208713I don't remember exactly how it was written, but I think it was either doing it the same way they first did, sacrificing a shit ton of humans, or basically the same process as demons.But as I said, my plan doesn't involve one or the other.
>>6208710Just drop it man, no one wants that weird write-in
>>6208727Oh, I know my write-in isn't popular, but if you had spent almost a week thinking about how to write something and then had some people accuse it of being something it simply isn't, I think you at least had the right to defend it. The point about how our sons had reacted to "real children" was something I admit I didn't think about, and it made me question whether my plan was a good idea.But I'll let it go as long as no one accuses my plan of being something that recommends mass murder.
So ive bene thinking about Legion organisation and empire management so to speak. Due to the many responsibilities of being Primarch of the Emperor, Guardian of Shangrala, Hunter of Tyrants and Scholar of Lore. Lieren has had to become adaptive and self sufficient, realistic and ever informed by the horrors of the past. To this end in the “Chimera Mandate” has been penned.The Second Legion will draw their recruits from all worlds under control of the Shangrala Throne. Each system shall be put under the protection of a Grand Company (est 10,000 Astartes), in turn each of these systems shall see to that Companies needs as best they can. Yet upon selection all shall be first trained alongside their brothers before returning to their Grand Companies.>ExampleA child taken from new Varro will receive their training alongside those of Shangrala and so on. Until finally upon becoming a full Astartes and meeting the training standards of the Legions preferred tactical acumen they will make their “Homecoming” and rejoin the Company of System Kin.>ReasoningThe purpose of this methodology if fourfold.1) The Home systems will be defended by Locals and thus far more familiar with both terrain and bearing sheer zeal to protect them.2) Each Grand Company while unified through the common doctrine will develop their own specialisations and tactics.3) Grand Companies naturally are made up of ten companies of a thousand Astartes which can be assembled and folded into other forces while not exausting their own duties.4) This lessens the burden of care upon Combat Command staff and makes localised leadership more effective.>The First Grand CompanyThe Veterans of the Legion will be operating directly under the Command of the Legion Master or Primarch. The Company Captains within allowed to shape their Companies into their preferred methods of war.
>>6208902sounds good but the part with "protection of a Grand Company (est 10,000 Astartes)" as I understood it, the numbers for the legions were quite low and the largest was barely over 20,000 Astartes.Of course, I might be remembering it wrong.
>>6208962Those are very off. some legions hit the 100,000 plus mark the Wordbearers were more and the Ultramarines got close to 250,000 at one point.
>>6208902>Each system shall be put under the protection of a Grand Company (est 10,000 Astartes)My dude, that's an OG Legion's worth of astartes in every controlled system. That isn't realistically possible without at the very least decades or centuries of uninterrupted buildup. It is literally so many that Emps and Malc would get nervous about our intentions and would probably try to dissuade us or take charge of the resulting forces.
>>6208978bro it really aint
>>6208979Numbers might be inflated but remember that by 40k, the number of worlds claimed by the Imperium number about a million.In comparison, the Manchurian Crusade brought a 1000 planets back into the fold of the Imperium.Also official numbers from the Black Library, by year 203 of the Great Crusade, these were the listed fleet numbers:> 4,287 expedition fleets engaged in active exploration> 372 expedition fleets engaged in refit and repair> 60,000 (approx.) detached compliance groups involved in occupation and colonization.Just assuming only the 60k known planets requiring further beatings or a helping hand, 10k marines per system require 600 million marines.
>>6208981Thats why I suggested system not planet and why i specified only the ones we take under Shangrala's domain not imperial doctrine
>>6208902Well is a bit more than that.We are also, the Minister of Development of Long-Jia. He does that job quite a lot. And we remain even Grand Master of the Wanderers (also of the Nameless since... even with transferred command Malcador isn't connected with them properly since the Imperium is yet to connect properly with Shangrila. Meaning someone need to check that and call the shots). We remain the figure head of the Journey too. And Lieren often acts like a diplomat.Lieren has a lot of roles on his shoulders. Still manages to be a educator and father.On the rest, provided that said systems are allowed to build their own infrastructure during colonization and that military speaking, are allowed to establish first the military standard of Long-Jia and his Shangrila vassals and allies on their colonized system. Then Legion structures can be built, and coordination/cooperation between a Shangrila Colony and Grand Company can start. Of course the Legion will through Lieren, Kazeon and her sisters set up a deal of how this is gonna work with Legion and Shangrila domain, on the matter of supplies and resources sent to the Grand Companies. While Grand Companies, will work together with Shangrila fleets, armies and garrisons. Thus maintaining a tradition they picked up from Terra wars.Now if it should be exactly :1 Grand Company > 1 colonized solar system of Shangrila (Long-Jia/allies)is up to debate. It might work for major colonized systems or systems that finished the colonization phase and are now an integral part, like Shangrila it self and in the near future no doubt Yushan and New Varro too, but for newly developing colonies might be a bit too much work. Its much better those colonies develop first, and ensure their military is built like the Shangrila standard so it can be part of that military and integrate properly in his organization.On the matter of recruitment and creation of Astartes, the process could become different, if Lieren and his extended family are allowed to take a look in. The exact final number of Astartes can likely increase from canon, and with a significant decrease of deaths during surgery, during training and during recruitment (if not a 0 on both training and recruitment since is on the Legions to provide the best tools to their recruits. Lieren, for his legion, will make sure that happens for the respect and duty he feels towards the families that send their sons to him). Of course :Emperor knows this since he is not blind, and he will have to decide if he wants it done or not. Both in terms of final numbers and methods. Even if honestly, i think methods will be allowed because Primarchs run their legions how they want it and methods fall in to that.
I just watched Luffy vs Lucci...its a Lieren Vibe when we channel Concepts, stole some frames and I figured this is what the Dark Aeldari always have the nightmares of
>>6208979Honestly, since we've refined the process by selecting only those with the highest chance of Geneseed compatibility, I'd say we could probably reach the 200 000's, maybe a bit more.Also, what traits do our children inherit from our geneseed?
>>6209348>Also, what traits do our children inherit from our geneseed?Boy, it sure would suck if the Chaos Gods decided to treat everything with our geneseed as a lesser trophy to be corrupted or slain.
Calling the vote, sorry for the really long wait. Monster hunter is consuming me. The PC hunter's personality reminds me of Lieren a little, probably cause I tried my best to translate his appearance into the game lol>>6208542Thanks for collecting the vote.So Lieren will investiage the mysterious conglomeration of space vessels that appeared at the outermost border of Shangrala's stellar holdings/ influenceWriting now>>6209043Oh I really love this, the lightning is excellent and the details on the drukhari's face and their expressions are just incredible, especially light how the light and Lieren's glowing eyes reflect in their eyes. And Lieren himself looks properly intimidating/ Terrifying, and I like how you captured his "Pantherish" grin in thisAnd I need to catch back up with One piece, this makes me realized lol
There are several incidents within the stellar borders of Long-Jia's growing cosmic holdings that are brought to your attention. Cao Yunru is given the task of choosing an uncolonized world for Alf'harim settlers who have asked to be brought under the wings of Long-Jia rather than live in the cuthroat and monetarily minded world of the Alf'Harim culture, a population taken from a number of clans and tribes who retain their unique scale paint even in exile.Jinhai is busy convening with advisors from across the bureaucratic ministries, Noble houses, and imperial army to decide the best course of action for handling a primitive human world engaged in inter tribal warfare that has upset several of the observers, cartographers and the first emperor of the Long-Jian Dynasty. Feng volunteers to be an envoy, when Jinhai has chosen the stance to be taken with the primitive human culture.While Half Jaw Hu and Shaved Head Wei, valiantly, volunteer to lead a rescue operation of a merchant vessel assailed by hitherto undocumented assailants, and you give them permission to rally the majority of the members of the brothers of the panther to take to rescue the celestial explorers and the Alf'Harim merchants they were trading with before being assaulted by unknown ships from beyond Shangrala's reach and observations.Meanwhile, curiosity leads you to request to head the investigation of an unusual anomaly, of a hulk of numerous star ships seemingly fused and combined together that appeared seemingly from nowhere in a system that was among the furthest flung of those that the celestial explorers had found a world fit for human habitation and began to the construction of an orbital outpost to await the imperial decree allowing them to initiate the first steps of colonization. And the fact that Kanzeon is also excited to explore and witness the peculiarity herself, certainly played no small part in your decision. You are accompanied by Shirong and one of the late Shan's foremost students, who are quite content in the lodgings afforded to them aboard Kanzeon's true body. And, since her armaments and personal defense array are more than enough to handle any threat that may emerge, you are sent without an escort.The trip is peaceable and you spend most of it in the company of your wife, writing poetry or looking over reports and requests for the ministry of development with your old friend Shirong and Shan's student, as well as dictating several orders to the assistants they've brought along and onboard. Cont
>>6209552And when you are not enjoying the bliss of married life or seeing to your responsibilities as the head of development for several worlds, you are training with or meditating with your sons and discussing with the seniors amongst them Dai Niu's ailing health and the lessons he has been teaching the aspirants to enter their ranks, or other matters, such as their hobbies or their artistic pursuits or the friends they've found amongst the many people of Shangrala."I see the reports had not exaggerated in the slightest" You hum, as you observe through a view screen the mass of melded ships, drifting precariously close to the pristine and serene world that has yet to be named, as the heads of the expedition sent to it are in disagreement of which of its idlyic features stands out the most "That is indeed a titanic vessel, in comparison to the orbital station and celestial explorer ships, but it is dimitive compared to your majestic self, my love'"Hmm, ever the flatter" Kanzeon chuckles, tapping her chin as the air in the observation chamber warms and the engravings upon the wall shift, the relief of a field of flower turning to full bloom according to her whims "And that does appear to be a spacehulk. See, the ships that comprise it come from several different species and eras. My scanners have picked out several of human make and a few Aeldari and a couple of more esoteric sources, and only one or two detectable vessels in the mass that are entirely missing from the records within my databanks""Space hulk? What a clumsy and crude term, though I can tell it is quite accurate even viewing the hulk from such a distance" You remark, holding her hand and rubbing a circle on the fair skin of its back with your thumb "Can you make out any identification from the constituent craft?""Partial and my deeper range scanners are picking up some signs of life. If you want my expert opinion, husband of mine, we should either send a boarding party, and break it into sections for recycling or blow it out of the sky before it can land. You can never be sure what you'll find on a craft like that. Survivors or...well, things that should remain in the cold depths of space" She advises, emerald eyes locked with your own, staring deeply into them "Could wreck more havoc on the planet's ecosphere than the sudden orbital arrival of such a mass would cause""I am curious" Shirong says, hands pressed together in a pleading gesture "For a chance to study the mass, while it is still whole. The threat it possess to the world below cannot be overstated, but that must be a trove of knowledge and technology""It might vanish and wink away as suddenly as it entered the system" Kanzeon warns, looking down at him "Can't you be satisfied with the data gathered from its processing"Cont
>>6209553"it could contain a key to a new breakthrough of our technology or some long lost treasure that could bring much providence and joy to the people" Shirong argues "Lady Kanzeon, I am sure the spears you wield with this, your true self, could easily remove it as a threat, but think of...""Think of the xenos horros waiting to suck your marvel of a brain out of your skull?" She suggested with a pleasant smile and complete honestyHow do you approach the space hulk, Lieren?>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.>Tow it a safe distance from the habitual world and detonate it and pick up the pieces>Indulge Shirong's curiosity, and escort him and a team of scholars and scientists, with the members of the Book-Wyrms sect as additional body guards>Seek an audience with Magnus, and see if you could not engineer some Psykerist feat to pry the ships apart from one another>Write inSPACE HULK!
>>6209554>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.On the upside, there won't be any Tyranids in there.On the downside, there might be Rangda.
>>6209554>Pry apart, Scan for any intelligent life in the part, if none then recycle, repeate.
>>6209554>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.
>>6209554>Write in: Elegant solution>>Have Kanzeons tow it a safe distance from the habitual world meanwhile Lieren seek an audience with Magnus to discuss possible options to stop the space hulk from returning to the warp or at least detect it before it does.Then send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes to escort Shirong's and a team of scholars with orders not to penetrate too deeply and the documents as much as possible so that a plan can be drawn up for how treat future space hulks, then detonate it and pick up the pieces.
>>6209630>Write in: Elegant solution>>Have Kanzeons tow it a safe distance from the habitual world meanwhile Lieren seek an audience with Magnus to discuss possible options to stop the space hulk from returning to the warp or at least detect it before it does, then send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes to escort Shirong's and a team of scholars with orders not to penetrate too deeply and the documents as much as possible so that a plan can be drawn up for how treat future space hulks, then detonate it and pick up the pieces.
>>6209631I'm not double dipping, I was just an idiot and forgot to take away the dot.
>>6209043excellent image anon !!>>6209554>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.
>>6209554>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.>>6209569Time isn't linear in the warp so theoretically there could, in fact, be tyranids in there.
>>6209554>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.>>6209569>On the upside, there won't be any Tyranids in there.Does he know?
>>6209554>Write in: OPERATION: DRAGONS TROVELieren's briefing to his sons: "My sons a twisted amalgam of twisted metal and debris has entered our system and is currently upon a collision course with a pristine yet to be settled World within the local volume. Thus my Sons, my Astartes! Your mission is simple; breech hulk and access what terminals are available and pull all data into an isolated server. From there should retrievable assets be determined this will be a rapid deployment asset retrieval mission. Be cautious for this hulk may well vanish at any point, be ready for instant withdrawal"[gives an option for a marine PoV hearing mission brief]Lieren himself shall watch with our Psykerism and watch/warn of threats ahead of time that we can detect, lead our sons to where needs be etc. Ward the place up spiritually
>>6209830Theoretically, yes. In practice, the warp predominantly moves in the direction of the future. As long as none of the Chaos Gods are willing to shoot themselves in the foot by deliberately introducing omnicidal beings into the past, anyway.But, y'know, what are the chances of that?
>>6209836He doesn't...maybe its better this way?
>>6209554>Seek an audience with Magnus, and see if you could not engineer some Psykerist feat to pry the ships apart from one anotherThe opportunity to get complete ships is too big for me to ignore.
>>6209554>V: 10>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes: 7>Tow it a safe distance from the habitual world:>Indulge Shirong's curiosity:>Seek an audience with Magnus;>Write in : 2>>Pry apart: 1>>Elegant solution: 1>> OPERATION: DRAGONS TROVE: 1
>>6210054>V: 10>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes: 6>Tow it a safe distance from the habitual world:>Indulge Shirong's curiosity:>Seek an audience with Magnus: 1>Write in : 2>>Pry apart: 1>>Elegant solution: 1>> OPERATION: DRAGONS TROVE: 1
>>6209554>>Seek an audience with Magnus, and see if you could not engineer some Psykerist feat to pry the ships apart from one another
>>6210055>V: 11>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes: 6>Tow it a safe distance from the habitual world:>Indulge Shirong's curiosity:>Seek an audience with Magnus: 2>Write in : 2>>Pry apart: 1>>Elegant solution: 1>> OPERATION: DRAGONS TROVE: 1
>>6209554>>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes, and a few of kanzeons dragon fly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk for recycling and refinement.
>>6210112>V: 12>Send and lead a boarding party of your Astartes: 7>Tow it a safe distance from the habitual world:>Indulge Shirong's curiosity:>Seek an audience with Magnus: 2>Write in : 2>>Pry apart: 1>>Elegant solution: 1>> OPERATION: DRAGONS TROVE: 1
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait. >>6211187Appreciate your help counting the vote, againSo Lieren will board the space hulk, leading a boarding party of his astartes and a few of Kanzeon's dragonfly drones to begin taking apart the space hulk, preparing it for recycling and refinementwriting now
Fuck, 4chan ate my post.>>6192305>You deserve, as all men do, a chance to thrive.Even when larping as a man with no name, Lieren can't shut up about prosperity. Cute.>>6209554>>Indulge Shirong's curiosity, and escort him and a team of scholars and scientists, with the members of the Book-Wyrms sect as additional body guardsMan has a right to be eaten by space horrors if he wishes.Anyway, this is orks, right? It's finally time?
"Cease your bickering" You gently reprimand and stand from your seat, Shirong and Shan's disciple both nod and compose themselves, standing rigidly at attention as Kanzeon smiles smugly, reclining upon her sofa "Though you are possessed with a mind as clear as autumn waters, esteemed scholar, your curiosity has outstripped your intellect and seen you forsake self preservation and safety for progresses own sake. Though her rebuke was somewhat sharp tongued, my treasured wife's own advice is more sagacious than your urgings of ponderous study and preservation of the unknown fusion of dozens of once disparate vessels, Shirong. It is out of concern for yourself and the scholars under your wings that she argues for a more militant approach""Precisely. I've already lost one of my friends and rare intellectual equals, to old age of all things" Kanzeon says softly and with the warmth of a mother's love "I will not see Long-Jia reduce its three great remaining geniuses to two, because you wanted to play archeologist, Shirong""I see. And I accept your decisions, great philosopher and daughter of the bone devouring forest. I will, however, request time to study the resources and materials stripped from the vessel, prior to their recycling and repurposing" He answers with a stiff chin and dignity worthy of a man of his wisdom and standing in society"Well I am sure my husband will find some trinket or souvenir for you" Kanzeon jokes, but Shirong takes her seriously and his eyes brighten with freshly stoked hope."Then it is decided. I shall depart with a boarding party of my sons from Terra, accompanied and observed by the dragonfly drones controlled by my dearest" You declare and Kanzeon smiles"I'll broadcast a live feed, to make up for not allowing you to go rooting through something as dangerous as an uncharted, undocumented space hulk, as well. And, the video should be useful in training your recruits for your legion and those space marines who were chosen for the task, hm?" She excitedly adds, as she sits up, straightens her back and stretches her arms"I shall take those of Creti stock and whom are veterans of the subterranean combats of the reunification of Terra, those who fought in the warrens of depraved descendants of stock humanity and the tunnel cities of the tribes of techno barbarians and machine cults" You state "Nikephoros, will be my second in command, and if more was known, the Creti Grave Wardens would accompany us. I imagine, of the groups my sons organize themselves into, that the majority of this squad will be comprised primarily of members of the Grave Heralds and the Ascetic Storm sects. Of the two hundred and forty seven, I shall bring with my forty of their number. The remainder shall remain here, in the event of unexpected retaliation sent from within the Space Hulk""It is a privilege to witness the great road builders peerless intellect at work, personally!" Shan's disciple exclaims excitedly as you leave.Cont
>>6211583"To think we would also claim the high honor of being the first Astartes force to perform boarding actions, just as we were the first to fight upon two of the primarchs' homeworlds and begin the great crusade from our own launching point" Nikephoros exclaims, boasting to the thirty nine other armored and armed space marines, waiting to be sent across the voice in a landing craft fit for warriors of their stature and weight, while the still inactive dragonfly drones rest in compact positions along the floor "The first to meet four primarchs, the only space marines with a mother as well as a father. Hah, the boys back on Terra must be gnashing their teeth in jealousy, father""Perhaps, hopefully it shall drive them to achieve even greater feats than we have together, loyal Nikephoros" You answer with a nod "I am sure some will forget themselves and be envious of the second's accomplishments, but others will be inspired by what they hear when we reunite with the main force lead by my father. Of that I am certain. But save the celebration for after the action, my son""Of course, my primarch" He answers with a nod, as the two of you look over the gathered strike force, all of their names and faces being known to you, for they are as much your children as the tiger cubs you shielded and protected from the crimes and monstrosity of their forebearers "I am simply overjoyed to be given a chance to fight by your side once more. You are an artist in all you do. But in combat, you are as the reaping whirlwind. A force of nature. And while not having any intel isn't preferable, not knowing the manner of foe we'll meet, does excite the tactician in me""They shall not remain unknown for long, Nikephoros, be prepared for anything. A threat without a face or name may be the most treacherous of all" You offer sagely advice as you shift your robes with a mental command to mimic the appearance of the star metal powered armor you sons wear into battle "My sons! We are to depart to capture and tear apart the vessel named by Kanzeon as a Space-Hulk. Though its occupants and origins are unknown to us, expect to only have hostile encounters with whatever denizens it has found through its long, storied sojourn through the stars""Be ready for charlie!" One of your sons returns, with a salute "And expect them to be dug in like ticks on a bull. Understood!""If it is possible, preserve any unique technologies you may find within its labyrinthine halls, but the primary motive for our boarding action is too remove it as a threat to the yet uncolonized world below us and to recycle its materials into more useful forms" You continue "Do not take risks without purpose, until we encounter hostile forces, we shall proceed with the task at hand of separating of the primary masses from the main body of the space hulk with precise demolition carried out by way of melta bombs" Cont
>>6211584And where do you begin the operation to demolish the Space Hulk, Lieren?>At the mass of Human vessels and space crafts, crushed and joined together by the fore of the space hulk, forming a "False" bridge of sorts, lights blinking throughout the structure>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tears>The stripe of miscellaneous alien craft that form a section of bulky armor towards the port of the hulk, where fire and debris erupt from the different materials of hull and sputtering thrusters.>The truly alien craft melded together in the aft of the hulk that seem to be part of newest additions to its mass, and stand out clearly from the other types of starships making up its mass, that ripple with an unearthly blue glow.>Write in
>>6211585>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tearsBrothers bring in the Hammer. The Big Hammer.
>>6211585>Eldari ships
>>6211585>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tears
>>6211585>>At the mass of Human vessels and space crafts, crushed and joined together by the fore of the space hulk, forming a "False" bridge of sorts, lights blinking throughout the structureI find them all interesting i have to say.Kek Shirong really wanted to get in.
>>6211585>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tearsThis is half an extraction mission then, securing Spirit Stones, relics and anything else we can find. >write inAt the moment of detonation use "Paradox" too protect the Aeldari vessels integrity. "Is shall separate but not rend, shall be separated as wheat from chaff but remain whole"Hopefully as we do it will pull it out mostly intactish, we will also have to be ready for possible deamons since by us walking in the veil thins.
>>6211585>At the mass of Human vessels and space crafts, crushed and joined together by the fore of the space hulk, forming a "False" bridge of sorts, lights blinking throughout the structureGo hunting for STCs
>>6211585>>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tears
>>6211585>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tears>write inAt the moment of detonation use "Paradox" too protect the Aeldari vessels integrity. "Is shall separate but not rend, shall be separated as wheat from chaff but remain whole"
>>6211585>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard, where a number of aeldari ships have been pressed and melded together...the wraithbone is singing and weeping pale tearsI feel like we might find something worth serious points with the Eldar. Or alternatively, something we can feed to Kanzeon to make her even more hilariously bullshit.
Harberon of the Burning Wing Exodite Clan looked over the orange dunes of his home, it beautiful home which for the first time since the fall was at peace; the Ork had been wiped from the canyons and deep tunnels, the spire mountains had been picked cleansed. He'd fought for this place all his life and now...peace? Salvation had finally come to them in a most unexpected manner for while they hoped their own kin cousins would arrive one day having heard their pleas their saviours arrived not as Druchii nor the Dancers or even Asuryani though at first they'd thought them such. But instead something new...but also somehow..old?They were a conclave of Eshairr; outcasts.They'd emerged from the Webway simply enough looking to all the world a ragtag group from all across their sundered empire but what united them was something simple, the Tears of the mother which hung around their neck were now encased in a wraithbone flower of some manner, their skin etched in runes and sigils of purest white which glimmered in silvers and golds under the setting suns light. They'd offered their aid out of the blue, no trade was bartered for nor demands set forth, nor entreaties for the services they'd rendered so openly.The Warhost joined the Burning Wing's own and together laid waste to the Greenskins. While the Exodites fought in the ways of old in these new comers they witness the old ways made new? Spears of Wraithbone wielded by armoured figures whom danced and almost swam through the way like the Wyrms of the underground rivers? Psykers wielding golden fire, unyielding frost and even light so pure it brought tears to the eyes of they whom witnessed it. Yet the greatest shock was the shadowy figures whom stalked in the shadows of the Host, moving not as a unit but individual hunters, true predators moving among their kin unseen until the truth was revealed.Their Bows.Crafted from their very souls, strung in starlight and firing arrows of pure dread intent.All the Exodites knew it when they saw it, they felt it in their hearts, their blood, nay their very souls.Their father's Bow had been found.A member of these Hunters approached him and offered to teach, to pass on an inheritance so long denied.He asked what he should call them; Lierayrea.“Those taught by Lieren”
>>6211585>V: 9>At the mass of Human vessels and space crafts: 2>By the crystalline spire of pitted and damaged wraithbone near starboard: 7>write inAt the moment of detonation use "Paradox" too protect the Aeldari vessels integrity. "Is shall separate but not rend, shall be separated as wheat from chaff but remain whole: 2
>>6211585So I have a theoretical question that I've been thinking about, what would happen if you threw a moon-sized bite of negatively charged black stone into the warp?If a Pariah, Blank or whatever you call them has a negatively charged soul and can, as I understand it absorb positively charged warp energy, and convert it to its negative form.What could theoretically happen in the warp if you threw in a moon-sized bite of negatively charged black stone?A type of black hole in the warp constantly sucking up all positively charged warp energy?Some kind of chain effect where all positively charged warp energy is exponentially converted to its negative charge?What do you all think would happen? I'd love to hear your suggestions.
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the really long wait, my keyboard's backspace key stopped working, but it fixed itself after a few days, right before I took it in to see if it needed to be repaired or replaced. friggin machine spirits>>6213037Thank you for counting up the voteSo Lieren will land on the spacehulk and begin to operation of taking it apart in the section comprised of Aeldari shipsWriting now>>6212906Beautiful short story, love it anon, in particularly the style in which the journeymen wore their soulstone, the aeldari carp-dancers, the psykers borrowing Lieren's tricks, and especially the exodites reaction to them stringing their bows like Kurnous and the ending line of Lierayrea, those taught by Lieren. Really, really liked this
The eastern facing portion of the Spacehulk was the cause for the greatest concern in your eyes. A forest of crystalline spires formed from pitted and damaged wraithbone, created by the forced fusion of a number of Aeldari vessels pressed and melded together. Knowing what you knew of the Aeldari, there were surely souls lost within it, hanging by a bare thread above the maw of repugnant Se Nie. But that was not the greatest cause for concern. Through the black canvas of the void of space, you could hear that the wraithbone itself was singing a mournful dirge, weeping a funeral song out to the empty and apathetic expanse of existence as it wept and bled pale tears. Tears that threaded through the boundary of the veil between the two worlds to drift as a stream of liquid sorrow behind the crystal spires, as the most mournful of banners and flags, leaving behind trails of tragedy wherever the hulk did pass through reality or the unreality.And, even across this great distance, with a viewscreen and Kanzeon's own hull between your searching eyes and the space hulk, you can sense the presence of that which is most foul. Your primordial enemy, towards whom you hold with an enmity without end. Evil Spirits. Brought into real space, into reality, into the dominion of the dragon carp and the peaceable fields and gardens nurtured for mankind's benefit and those who have sought shelter with them in the dawn that now follows the long night. The vulture of the Emperyean, the scavengers, picking through the bones of brave stellar sailors, and trading their very essences for favor with the Maiden of Wanton pleasures, she who thirsts for corruption and barest depravity. And they must be punished and driven back into the howling winds of the warp, cast into its deepest seas. Their torments of the Aeldari souls trapped within the hulk that drifted through the stars for untold years, shall be brought to an end by steel and high yield explosives.But, you are bound by an oath to your father, to disguise the existence of Chaos except when revealing its presence and informing others of their depredations is unavoidable and necessary. You call upon Hysh, and hear the wild, pure winds whisper in the back of your head as you pass by each member of your boarding party and sanctify their helmets with a brush of two fingers bearing the cleansing light of hysh, illuminating their eyes with its healing incandescent, preventing the perversions and lure of chaos from reaching their minds, granting them a view of the world unshackled by such things as illusions and lies."The enemy awaits us, wielder of my light. Let us remind these degenerate spawns birthed from the squamous hide of the lowest of all Harlots why her kind once feared my brilliance" Hysh whispers and guides your hand "Let us reveal to them the truth you demand, and bring them low through the clarity of the reality you ever seek, Wielder of the wind of light"Cont
>>6214101"This is a pyskerist technique, I am putting into practice this mission, to test its effectiveness and usefullness in the field of battle and making of war, my sons, a pale imitation of my own perceptions. One cannot know what lurks within the halls of a collection of vessels so ancient and windflung, the possibility of there being creatures upon it that could pervert your view of the world or befuddle the thoughts of Adamantium willed warriors even such as yourselves, my sons, is not outside of the realm of possibility" You explain "Especially as we are making our landing in the remenants of the Aeldari vessels""And they are a species of psykers, who knows what madness they have left in their ruins, we've all seen how our friends from Carys' followers can distort and bend reality to their whims with the subtlest of incantations and gestures, and how the wanderers in the fog can do the same" Nikephoros remarks, bowing his head as you trace Hysh's sigil upon the brow of his helmet, the visors glowing a brilliant white as the wind weaves itself around his noble eyes"Little sister Meixiu is the stand out example. I've seen her buckle the armor of one of the Dai's tanks just to show off to Uncle Mag's friend" Sergeant Aadolf, the only bookwyrm in the expedition laughs"Meixiu could probably fight a farseer and win from the might of her spirit's touch alone." Lieutenant Rafaī́l Táphos remarks, sunken cheeks alighting with joy as you touch your fingers to his brow and mark him "Our father's precautions are as merited as his concerns "We all know how dangerous the Aeldari can be, from the lessons of the emperor and from the battles we've fought by their side. We'll put to rest the agony of their psionic minds and subjugate whatever may have been born from them in their final moments, the Qi rippling from that pile of crap floating by is...putrid, pops, something awful is waiting for us""I can sense the repugnance of the threat present within the vessel, hence my precautions, Rafail" You answer with a nod "A psionic predator of some kind, a thoughtform given form from the dying dreams of the Aeldari perhaps, or a parasite akin to the kind that haunted fair Prospero before my brothers arrival""Fucking hope it isn't the Psychneuein" He says, spitting to the side before placing his helmet over his head as you hear the shearing sound, like sharp winds cutting through a valley or the flaying gales of new varro as Kanzeon's drones cut and entrance into one of the spires"Whatever beasts await us ahead, I shall be the first to confront them, to get their measure and know the threat they pose, before the rest of the boarding party will advance" You explain, drawing the sword of love from its sheath with a flourish"Hear me, oh wielder of truth seeking light, can you not hear the cries of the damned? The pollution is a step away. Shall Hysh burn the foulness from your sight, Mistwalker who released the sun from the blackened clouds?"
>>6214102"Stand back, my astartes!" You order, holding your blade flat and leveled in a bask duelist stance, eyes focused on the sealed hatch of the dropship, whirls of pure white radiance dancing around the edges of your vision and wrapping around your blade. You snarl, acrid stench of sweat and sweet musk and perfumes, touched by fruits allowed to ferment and rot washing into the compartment as the hatch opened and the refrain of a lullaby reaches your ears. You advance, leaping out of the cabin, and landing on the wraithbone floor woven into a web of grasping hands and screaming faces and laughing skulls that oozed a foul, thick liquor colored like cherry blossoms.Shadows danced around your visions, enacting lurid scenes and theater of depravity that'd make the horrors you witnessed in the palaces of the yan princes seem tame by comparison."I advise you, illusionist, to not approach me wearing a guise of a fair face, for my wroth shall be all the worse should you dare to attempt to trick these eyes of mine by wearing a mask of the faces of my loved ones" You warn, as the shadow shift and the disgustingly sweet perfumed air shift, coloring with a heady cloud of opium smoke and becoming scented with hot spices and silver wetted in bloodYou parry, catching the crustacean claw attached to a mockery of femininity, a lashing tongue whipping for your throat."Wise, for an animal" You remark, as you grab the willowy throat of the she demon and hoist them into the air, hooved feet trembling with pleasure then thrashing with mortal fear as you wrench off their arm and crush the throat of their material form, before whipping their body into a pulsing tumor with the opacity of a silken screen. Out bursts a chimera of bodies as the sisters of the capering crab clawed harlot prance about, the spear tailed manticore screaming with an Aeldari's voice, as limbs made of entwined hands reach up, claws formed of crystalline tears flowing from the main body's head's eye sockets and out of the obscene tusked mouth torn through the midsection where half a dozen Aeldari bodies were joined forcefully together in a perverse displayAnd you can see their souls screaming and tearing to escape the fleshcrafted abomination, as its tail jabbed and probed at your defenses. They were stitched and chained in place by lace patterns and silver hooks connected by bands of taught silk and leather."Away" You command, and thrust the chimeric mass of suffering away and into a wall with a palm of spirit's touch , grimacing as you saw the spirit stones were physically fused to its scaly hide, placed between the serpentine scales like jeweled piercings. "Do what must be done, huntsman" A voice croaks from one of the heads smoothed along the bulging thighs of the spear tailed sufferant "Hynaaaah" One of the spirits hissed in delight, sensing your rising fury through your armor of contemptCont
>>6214104What do you do, Lieren?>Knowing precise timing is required, use spirits touch to rip out the spirit stones trapping the Aeldari in the body, before ending its life with a single blow, releasing their suffering spirits into their proper containers and ending this mockery.>Freeze the spirit stones with silver moonlight, as you remove the chimeric spawn as a threat, trusting Arianka's cold to shield the Aeldari souls.>Wave and give your space marines the order to open fire as you direct a golden flame to burn the flesh but leave the soul untouched.>use containment to trap the perversion and cut down the capering daemonettes, and use containment to separate and secure the aeldari souls trapped within the mockery of misery. >Write in
>>6214105>Knowing precise timing is required, use spirits touch to rip out the spirit stones trapping the Aeldari in the body, before ending its life with a single blow, releasing their suffering spirits into their proper containers and ending this mockery.
>>6214105>Write inFreeze the stones in the frost of order to preserve them, burn the deamons with our golden fire and the light of Hysh, totally and utterly as it is pinned in place by the frozen stones, the souls it had taken now acting as binds to prevent its escape. Once it is ash and memory recover the stones
>>6214105>supporting >>6214128
>>6214105>>6214128Support
>>6214128This might work. Supporting.
>>6214128>>6214105SupportBy the Journey, more evil spirits! And they made bodies for fight out of these victims. Is this a plan of theirs centuries in the making (like what they tried in Shangrila with each hell tyrant trying to take it all), or something they found and claimed....No matter their filth will not escape. And if they try, we are not alone here.
>>6214105>>6214128Supporting this.
I just think it's neat symbolism wise, it'd be like the demon is impaled by spears of ice which is how we first hunted but also like how we mained their war god briefly and had the frozen spear awhile back. Maybe we'll luck out and find an avatar of khaine inches wreak or whom knows?
>>6184790I love this quest, so much so that I even commisioned>>6203674 this drawing because of how much i love it. But its been almost a year since i read it and ran into a problem while trying to reread it to catch back up, ITS TOO DAMN LONG! not a bad problem to have since that just means more to read,but aint nobody got time for all that prosperity.So i found a solution, AUDIOBOOKS!!!https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Bt_SIjqlN9TgEO77E8kdMmTbkAoXioO1?usp=sharingI COMPILED ALL THE POSTS MADE BY MALAL, theyre separated by thread and labeled clearly in the folder named primarch.upload them to an AI reader or dub the yourself, i personally use https://elevenlabs.io/But if you know a better one let me know
>>6214105>V: 7>Knowing precise timing is required, use spirits touch to rip out the spirit stones trapping the Aeldari in the body: 1>Freeze the spirit stones with silver moonlight: 0>Wave and give your space marines the order to open fire: 0>use containment to trap the perversion and cut down the capering daemonettes: 0>Write in: 1>> Freeze the stones in the frost of order to preserve them: 6>>6215221You are a saint, have wanted an Audibook of this for so long but don't know how the hell to do it.
>>6215221Strange claim there Anon, since I comm'd that art, I also comm'd the basic STL file of Lieren and Infact I've comm'd alot of the art from the same artist whom alas has dropped off the grid, i used them alot especially for this quest plus the stuff i draw myself. Why claim such a thing?
>>6215328Bruh... wtf are you talking about, I got the fucking receipts. Like this is all anonymous and it's been years now, but I do have the receipts kek
>>6215221good job !might be of help for me for check old notes i have , and fill up any old description i hadn't ready....
>>6215348I must kowtow before you in humility and shame at my hubris, im my vanity and clearly addled mind i thought that image was a different one. I had commissioned these two (the in the tree one i'd forgot existed and i remembered the panther cloak and was like wtf)I kneel and apologize.
The artistic designs are very similar so the misunderstanding is completely understandable. How much did you-all spend on drawings?
>>6214105>>Wave and give your space marines the order to open fire as you direct a golden flame to burn the flesh but leave the soul untouched.I just want to invite the kids to participate.I'm not too well verced in the eldar lore, is the wraithbone of the ship hull alive and upset about corruption?Also, cool monster design, Malal. Fallout 2 centaur looking ass.
>>6215285>V: 8>Knowing precise timing is required, use spirits touch to rip out the spirit stones trapping the Aeldari in the body: 1>Freeze the spirit stones with silver moonlight: 0>Wave and give your space marines the order to open fire: 1>use containment to trap the perversion and cut down the capering daemonettes: 0>Write in: 1>> Freeze the stones in the frost of order to preserve them: 6
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait. PC needed a restart and rousing the machine spirit to actually get the monitor to recognize it again was a massive pain in the ass.>>6215221That's awesome!>>6215348>>6215367I'm still blown away you guys like this quest enough to commission such amazing artworks, and to make them yourself. Always love seeing what you guys come up with>>6215588Thank you. I thought it'd be cool to throw some real chaos horror into the fray besides pumpkin spice latte basic Daemonettes lol>>6215778And thank you for tallying the vote, even it the outcome is pretty obvious this time aroundSo Lieren will cover the spiritstones in a protective layer of frost, combine his soul's fire and Hysh and burn the abomination to ash and memory while it is so restrainedWriting now, sorry again for the wait
"Trust me oh tormented dead, as I call upon the chill winds that whisper across the great sea" You breath out, and adopt a stance once favored by Guozhi and stiffen all five of your fingers as they're coated in daggers of frost and sword intent, the Dai monk exorcist technique The Five Daggers of Winter's Embrace, of the Cleansing Rain school, and empower the simple expression of warp ice with the gentle yet wrothful silvered moonlight contained within your heart. The chimeric creature howls in recognition and mortal terror as the hands of the ghostly dead reach out and cover their eyes as they weep pale, milky tears"Come, face me, befouled flesh, puppeteered by the parasite of the mind!" You roar, and with a flick of your other wrist pull it towards you with great rapidity, your spirit's touch peeling it from the wraith bone wall you'd pressed and crushed it against, as you hop and lunge, thrusting you arm covered in pale white scales of frost into its slavering maw, freezing drool and blood as you scatter the five daggers, and use them to form protective spiritual barriers around the spirit stones containing the souls of the long tortured AeldariThe beast bites down on your arm, a bolt of grey warp lightning strikes it in its primary head as Rafaī́l Táphos wades into the flame, eyes aflame with hysh and fury formed out of filial piety."A mere twisting of broken flesh cannot pierce my skin" You say calmly as Rafail engages with the nearest spirit harlot, bashing them aside with a flick of the staff he had himself forged and imbued with a mote of his spirit"Curious creatures, aren't they. You called them thoughtforms? I wonder what dying dreams these Aeldari dreamt to give spawn to such disgusting apparitions " He remarks as you heft up the hulk of mutated flesh and breath in deeply, golden tongues of flame and a pearl of white light escaping the edges of your mouth and sparkling upon the tip of your tongue as you exhale a gout of soul fire and radiant light.It passes through your helmet as you, and washes over the abomination, burning its body of stolen flesh to ash in an instant as you continue to breath more and more blazing contempt upon it, until even the ice formed by your own hands cracks and begins to melt. You let go, and watch its ashes fade away."Nikephoros. Join Rafail in fray and engage these nightmares given form. They are naught but illusions, figments of the imagination brought into being temporarily by the combined psionic influence and Qi generated by the collective consciousness of the dreaming dead upon these vessel, they have the intelligence of animals, but some low cunning. And may be capable of mimicking speech, in a similar manner to some birds" You order and lie as you turn, and swing out a free formed spirit subjugating blade, taking the fire and light and donning the Cloak of the ever burning will, cutting down four of the evil spirits before they can speak the truth of their natureCont
>>6216292"Understood. Engagement authorized. Fire at will men" Nikephoros responds, and a second later the pack of Se Nie's lowest born progeny are hammered and torn to shreds by a withering hail of bolter rounds, torn to shreds as your space marines advance from the boarding craft and enter the hall of weeping bone and singing stones "And what was the creature you burned?" Rafail asks, peeling a scrap of daemon flesh from his staff and immolating it with a snap of his fingers"A misbegotten thing, formed from the dangers of traversing the warp unprotected. I can only theorize" You explain, speaking another lie, you knew exactly what it was, a purposeful creation, a chaos spawn formed by the scions of the spend thrift of souls to cage and delight in the agonies of several innocent Aeldari, before consuming their essence entirely once they had been properly seasoned by despair "It looked like something the raiders would make in their labs, stitching together flesh and knitting together bone" Nikephoros remarks as he detonates a still twitch daemonette corpse with a burst of bolter fire, having crushed the foul thing underneath his armored boot "The immaterium is a realm touched by many minds, the accidental fusion of flesh could have survived through their ancestral memory of such practices, when they had the misfortune to be made to occupy a singular space simultaneously" You answer with a believable falsehood, as you knelt down and retrieved the spirit stones, thankfully undamaged "And considering there are still Aeldari alive in this vessel, even in a reduced state such as this, it is made all the easier for such occurrences to transpire. Trapped in these gems, their aggrieved and damaged minds can cause all manner of unpleasantness through the unrestrained influences their psionic abilities have upon the relative reality of this vessel""Seems like some of them melded with the wraithbone itself" Aadolf observes"I can hear their pleas for death in my skull, Father" Rafail admits through gritted teeth "How did such a thing happen, don't they only travel through the webway?""There are breaks in the labyrinth. They slipped through a crack, and were dragged unprotected into the wild realm of the warp" You answer sorrowfully "A tragic end. They suffer more than those the Yan princes took as their playthings, than the cloned warriors Nitya Sinha sent out in endless hordes. All we can do is give mercy to those who are whole and collect the spirit stones. And soothe their nightmares by slaying the ones they'd embodied through their own flesh and materialized psychic energy""Understood" Nikephoros "We have our orders, sweep through here and find the containers Aeldari like to stuff themselves into to avoid death""A foolish endeavor" Rafail sighs "But, the fear of death is a natural thing, I suppose, even for a race as ancient as the Aeldari" Cont
>>6216294You proceed, meting out mercy killings and gathering the few spirit stones that remain intact and unmolested by the hungers and depravity of Se Nie's brood, and battling with those spirits that had glutted upon enough of the wraithbone's tears and the soul fragments of the stones they shattered like monkeys breaking the hulls of nuts to remain in physical reality to do assail the boarding party. It harrows the soul. And only you realize the true cost. Of all those who crewed these crystalline spires that had once been ships, only a dozen souls can be retrieved, and they are broken, traumatized things. Your sons do not share in your angst, for they do not, and cannot understand the truth. Until it is necessary to swipe the fog from their eyes, they will remain ignorant. They simply see a stellar sailing disaster, the loss of life, but you understand and comprehend that the spirits once held in the stone have been sent into the gullet of she who thirsts and that each mewling face in the wraith bone is one person slowly digesting in the belly of a devil harlot.You alone understands why the wraithbone sings a dirge and weeps tears. You can feel her faint presence. Isha is aware of this loss. She witnessed it. A gift given to Na Gou by Se Nie for some infernal bargain and trading of favors. An atrocity for the plague toad to delight in the tears Isha shed for her children's sake alone. And that was disquieting. The great powers of discord rarely formed pacts and gave favors to one another. So for what purpose and end did Se Nie and Na Gou to conspire to orchestrate this tragedy? Se Nie is a covetous serpent and a jealous, self indulgent being. And Na Gou is deeply possessive of his captive the willow queen Isha and self deluded to believe themselves a gregarious and generous hostThe brand upon your brow aches and burn as you contemplate these things, while throttling a Daemonette that had grown particularly fat and blubbery upon the marrow wraithbone and the fermented flesh of the doomed Aeldari that once crewed these vessels. And Hysh brightens in your eyes."The Aeldari once had a pantheon, lantern holder" the light whispers to you "The gods they grieve for, were not the only spirits that tended to the Aeldari, just as I am not the only win, and the maiden of frost keeps court despite remaining bound by chains...."A lesser Aeldari ancestor spirit? Still existent.It made a sick amount of sense from the perspective of the discordant ones. What a prize such a remnant would be. Na Gou and Se Nie aided eachother to secure it in this prison of misery, and are competing to see which will corrupt it in finality. It is a contest, a petty distraction, with Se Nie dangling the spirits of the aeldari above it like ripe peaches upon a snapped branch and Na Gou whispering of their mother's misery at seeing such predations into their mind, urging them to drag them into the bewitched contentment their plagues offer.Cont
>>6216295"Father. You're emitting some kind of black smoke" Rafail says, clutching their head "Its clouding my spiritual sense, and...enraging me, influencing my mind""I am merely enraged at the pointlessness of all this suffering, my son" You do not lie.What do you do, Lieren>Break your pact with Rafail Taphos, and trust him to share your contempt for chaos enough to form a shield around his heart, and take him with you to free or slay the scion of Isha trapped here>tell your sons to begin demolishing the wraithbone structures, while you "Scout ahead" and seek the spirit on your lonesome, to release it or turn it over to its new master in humilation >Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for. >Task the lingering souls of your departed friends to do the work and focus on disarming this space hulk while they see to ending this cruel game of the self entitled "gods">write in
>>6216296>Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for.>Write-in: Invoke the spirits of your departed friends, and together hunt the immaterium for the Aeldari spirit that the foul gods would claim for themselvesTime to run a mission with our old friends.
>>6216296>>tell your sons to begin demolishing the wraithbone structures, while you "Scout ahead" and seek the spirit on your lonesome, to release it or turn it over to its new master in humilation
>>6216296>Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for.Write in: Ward up our sons personally, tell them to be aware of trickery and the foul, also inform them to face anything. The moment warp traces are detected they are to immediately exfiltrate securing all they can and getting the fuck out.
>>6216296>tell your sons to begin demolishing the wraithbone structures, while you "Scout ahead" and seek the spirit on your lonesome, to release it or turn it over to its new master in humilation >Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for. >Task the lingering souls of your departed friends to do the work and focus on disarming this space hulk while they see to ending this cruel game of the self entitled "gods"I can't decide between them so I'll have all three.
>>6216329>>6216305>Support writ in
Given Shangrala's culture, Lierens regular Aeldari interactions and the cultural overlaps i've based how i picture he's become by now. Grown into a statuesque man wearing the armour of a general, a few cultural charms and sigils from several races be they Human, Aeldari or anyone else, I listed a few nicknames he's earned and used the colours we've been going with; pale creamy armour, azure and plum colours with bronzed trim.Hope y'all like.
>>6216296>tell your sons to begin demolishing the wraithbone structures, while you "Scout ahead" and seek the spirit on your lonesome, to release it or turn it over to its new master in humilation
>>6216336beautiful !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!well done!>>6216275the variety you place in our enemies is always a nice touch>>6216296>Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for.>Write-in: Invoke the spirits of your departed friends, and together hunt the immaterium for the Aeldari spirit that the foul gods would claim for themselves
>>6216296>Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for.>Write-in: Invoke the spirits of your departed friends, and together hunt the immaterium for the Aeldari spirit that the foul gods would claim for themselves
>>6216296>Task the lingering souls of your departed friends to do the work and focus on disarming this space hulk while they see to ending this cruel game of the self entitled "gods"
So I got thinking about how we're going to have to deal with our sons seeing some [REDACTED] stuff. I don't want to lie to them but the truth can't be told either. So I have an idea one that will serve as a blanket statement but also a foundation for when they inevitably have to face the truth."My sons the warp is a place of emotion and thought, the mind shapes it even when not in its depths. I tell you of these thought forms as much as I can but not as much as I know, not because of foolish mistrust...you would not fail but because they are ideas and emotions, to name it is to give an idea something to hold onto, to look into concepts is to embolden and fulfil them. Cognito hazards, when you face them, steel your mind, will through action and inner thought their none existence, banish them like errant thoughts then think on them no longer. That is what I may tell you"
Could someone please do me a solid and drop the thread number where all our Legion Sects are explained? Or just list them?Equally I'd like if possible a description of each xeno client race we've picked up?
>>6217295Chapter 14-15 i think
>>6217295Fug, on top of that it'd be good if we had a list of all the races/nationalities on Shangrala itself. Like, there's the Bask, the Oracles, the Angra, the Vishnu, the Forest Vishnu, the Tigerfolk, the Long-Jia (and associated noble families) and a bunch more that I don't remember off the top of my head.
>>6217337There was someone who made art and summaries of all the families as it was then, thought I'd see if I can collect it up later tonight and the 2nd legion all ther sects.
Deep beneath the growing Imperial palace upon Terra itself the Master of Mankinds truest friend and confidant was circling a lone Astartes whom was bound in chains of Auramite which even now were coated in a creeping frost cooling the ancient chamber with a chilled mist. The Line Captain of the Second Legion was in an induced slumber delivered by the Sigillite himself and whom had been taken by a pair of the Golden Host to this place. Yet the eyes of Onni-Mikael were open and focused, they were wafting pale blue witchlight and his mouth still moved despite the stillness of his slumbering mind.“Who are you” the Sigillite questioned circling the bound thing in both the world of men and the ethereal, the Custodes on watch saw an old man with a walk stick circling a bound marine. Yet in the world beyond the veil the truth was much more. A swirling storm of parchment and dustclouds, a maelstrom of humanities oldest things bound to the will of a tempest whirled around two prisoners. The spirit of Onni-Mikael was a pale shadow of the man himself stained red from bloodshed, yet unmoving and resolute, but perched upon his shoulder was another thing; a Deamon of the Warp.The creature took the form of a colossal owl, and it's head spun to always keep itself looking into Malcadors own; “I am...a Servant of Law and my Lady Reborn.”Another question came; “Why are you here, how are you here?” Swiftly a voice sounding like that of an lover spoke through the lips of the soldier, it was familiar but also wrong... to comfortable. “I am protecting the Son's of the Lexarch from harm as he has done my own kin. Like their father the Sons caress the veil without tearing it, so thin only a dream away, only a hope from grasp. Without me Onni-Mikael would have fallen, now he is alive.”“You doomed this man for he may not leave, your kind have no place in this World.”The thing of frost and pale light closed its wings around her perch and now when it spoke it was as a gale, as biting frost and unforgiving winter.“I will not let you damn this pure soul, you who have so much to atone for!” The words struck Malcador harder than he wished to show but sure enough in the warp it knew the truth. In the world of mortal men, frost began to cover the walls and the Custodes levelled their weapons only to be halted by the old mans raised palm.“Then you shall stay here forever-” he spoke quietly “-take him to the Black Cells.”----Lierens sons might have his curse, leaves them vulnerable to possession, yet they also might have helpers on the other side whom aid without being asked...is it possession fo the power is given freely?
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.Explain that it won't be safe to recycle the wraithbone unless it is cleansed, and remain here with an honorguard while your sons brave the rest of the ship, and you delve in the spiritual realm to search for the prize the two discordant lords vie for:6-Invoke the spirits of your departed friends, and together hunt the immaterium for the Aeldari spirit that the foul gods would claim for themselves:5tell your sons to begin demolishing the wraithbone structures, while you "Scout ahead" and seek the spirit on your lonesome, to release it or turn it over to its new master in humiliation:3Ward up our sons personally, tell them to be aware of trickery and the foul, also inform them to face anything.:1Task the lingering souls of your departed friends to do the work and focus on disarming this space hulk while they see to ending this cruel game of the self entitled "gods":2So Lieren will explain to his sons' that the wraithbone isn't safe to reclaim unless it is cleansed, and will send them on ahead while he remains in the Aeldari portion with an honorguard, meditating deeply as he delves into the spiritual realm to find the spirit being sought by two discordant lordsInvoking the spirits of his departed and fallen companions and hunting with them in pursuit of the Aeldari spirit the lords of all that is repugnant would take as their ownwriting now >>6216318Lieren put protective wards on them prior to boarding the shiptotals votes:9
>>6217919>>6216336Looks incredible anon, first time I've seen his scar drawn like that, like your rendition of the brand as well, the way you drew his hair. and really like the shape of his eyes and face you got going on here, The fit is always immaculate, like all the little trinket and charms, the collar, scale on the pauldrons, the ponytail ribbon. All of it is excellent. Thanks for the gift, I really do like it>>6217861Scholars of the subjugated (Bookwyrms), who paint their wrists and hands of their armor azure and focus on the journey's lesson on learning from others and seeking to achieve understandingDisciples of the formless self, who use black and grey and follow the lessons of self mastery and emotional controlGrave Heralds/realists, Bone white is their color and their tenant is acceptance of death, primarily creti stockKing Hunters, Orange and red, enamored with the the teachings of free will and the lessons to kill any tyrant they meet to end their oppression and maintain "true order"World wardens, Emerald, remorsefully preach the lessons of tending to and caring for the natural order and sanctity of the wilderness (Also the ones tending to Big E's personal gardens back on terra)Smiling sons, Tao Yellow, believe foremost in the teachings of kindness, love and generosity,Legion of all, molted storm grey and light pink, who even amongst Lieren's sons seek out more companionship, give more respect and strive to create and defend equality amongst the massesHonor bound, rust and plain steel, who study the difference between Opponent, foe and enemy and reflect primarily on the teachings of universal worth and importance between all lifeBrotherhood of the endless path, Indigo blue,who seek to hone themselves and strive for perfection tirelessly but had, after meeting Feng, added the teaching of knowing one's limits to their beliefsAscetic Storm , gold, who practice supreme efficiency and a lifestyle so spartan it makes Lieren's warrior bred son's way of life seem nearly as extravagant as the Yan nobility's in comparisonRepentant vigil, dull plum, ho have, somehow, combined the teachings of harnessing negative emotions and suffering to constructive ends and the lesson to be ever watchful that one's virtue does not ferment into self righteousness and ignorance and have taken it upon themselves to Police and reprimand the other factions of your sons and even those who have kept their hands clean of the schismDetails for the xenos are in thread 32, near the end. Except for the Alf'harim, and Yushanians, who are introduced in 37 and 39>>6217861What a treat to read. Had a very eerie atmosphere, love the way you described the results of Onni's possession, and the spirit/ child of Arianka who performed it (might steal the giant owl idea...), teared up when they gave their reason for it which was nice an poetically worded as well. And the idea of revenant brought back from spirits of law...is intriguing.
"Nikephoros, you are to take command of all but a select honor guard. This wraithguard must be treated and psionically purified before it can be safely recycled. I trust your abilities as a leader and soldier to take the rest of the hulk and prepare it for disassembly" You order and explain with a wave of your sleeve, sitting down, a dozen spiritstones held safely in your hand "I shall remain here, to cleanse it of the lingering emotional energies, purging it from the dangerous psychic force and turbid and polluted Qi generated from the suffering of these once proud vessels lost crew""Understood. I shall leave those with the sharpest eyes and instincts and best aim to stand guard over you" He answers, lifting up his hand and closing it into a tight fist "The rest of you will fall in line and formation and follow me to the next section, we'll gun down anything that gets in our way and find the weak points to begin demolition this hunk of space junk"Rafail Taphos is the lead of the three honor guard you keep with yourself, the psykerist creating a seal of protective wards and barriers of gilded fire as the two astartes under his command take up defensive positions on either side of you as you cross your legs, clap your hands thrice in the way Guozhi would have done, and then clear your mind of all distraction and unnecessary thought as you project your soul into the eddies of the Emperyean. Immediately, you are best by a scavenging bird of prey, that you strike down with a sequence of four bolts of warp lightning infused with the conceptual elements of stillness and death, breaking the spirit shaped like the mythical harpies of the Zoroast with a few carefully placed shots of elemental electricity. Judging from their dress and the brands upon them, they were a pet of Se Nie. And judging from the milk glass statues of mutilated and humiliated Aeldari, this was where the souls of the lost crew had been taken to be made into a feast most foul by denizens of the tarnished silver palace of she who thirsts. A carpet of caressing and grasping hands, pale and flawless as polished jade reach out to greet you from below as tatter banners and stretched out hides of spirits and Aeldari flutter in a perfumed wind.Cherry blossoms with razor edges dance around you on the unsavory breeze as a singing, maiden faced spider collects the smoldering feathers of the vulture woman and weaves them into their scintillating web. But you sense no chaos corruption from that warp denizen, merely the great sorrow of years gone by and lost to fading memory. It is, another sorry trace of the Aeldari crew, their nostalgia of halcyon days given shape and form, too bitter tasting to draw it into Se Nie's fold and much too repentant to attract Na Gou's withering attentions.So you leave it to its song and weaving, and seek out the trail of the ancestral spirit caged and tormented, donning an ethereal panther skin cloak and whistling the call to hunt.Cont
>>6217950Within moments, the first of your deceased friends Manfiest, first as a twister of sand and bone, then very much like the man he had been in life. Michah stands before you, skin fading to grains of sand, with thorned weeds wrapped around his arm, polished and formed of wrought iron. He reaches up and tips a hat that is not there"Thank ya for giving my hat back to my family on yonder range. That's a saintly deed ya done, for a dead man like me. Must admit, being below snakes is quite a queer feeling. Lots of strange spooks and devils out here" He greets you kindly with a wave, moving with a slithering, snake like grace as he walks by your side "And speaking of devils...""Ah, grandmaster, it has been too long" A skull surrounded by black smoke and plum flames greets, as beneath it forms the body of a sage wearing robes of the wanderers in the fog sect, as Cai's face emerges from the fire and holds his own skull like a lantern "Seems my days of grave robbing and experimentation have bound me yet to mortal memory. Forgive me for not speaking to you sooner, I've been watch Guozhi in his new life, in that most depraved of cities, But the soul of Xueqin was willing to take my place so I may see what business you have in the realm of the dreaming dead, my teacher""We are going hunting" Michah answers with a nod "Not sure what for, but the other boys know what ta shoot at and what to lend a helpin hand to, so I just follow their lead""A spirit that may yet be saved, fought over by two deranged nobles of hell" You answer and Cai nods, his face turning skull like as Michah grins, and becomes half a whirlwind of dust and sand, as a solemn stone statue marches down from a hill of floating black marble squares, followed by a one eyed imp"Zian and Rong" They say in turn, briefly showing their mortal miens before returning to their fully spiritual forms "Reporting to serve the architect once again""Dying did nothing to improve his humor, Lieren" Rong complains, grinning as he cartwheels and leaps in front of you "I guard the imperial heirs" Zian answers with a shrug "I have no time for humor, friend. And forgive me my lord, but not all of us guardian spirits will be able to attend to you and join you on this righteous hunt""There's trouble with one of the bastard spawned princes, trying to take as a wife a soul that isn't there's to claim" Rong explains, smiling cheekily "A fair princess of winter, who some of our number swore oaths to protect""Chen, Bai and Xin, Liang and Jiang, Kamakshi and Rudra have sworn themselves to be her shield, until her unwanted groom has lost their head" Zian explains "Manu, I asked to take up guarding the imperial household"The half gelatinous shakes as a red faced, grinning ogre emerges from a cave torn through a trembling hedge of razor wired roses and whispering lipsCont
>>6217951"Hah! The other ogre!" Red faced Wei salutes "It is good to see you again old friend, I was battling for my skull before I heard your call, and slew my foe with one strike""I was taking a stroll through the graveyard of banditos, seeing if any of them had a quicker draw than myself" Michah laughs "So. whose this spirit we're going to rescue from being sold at a pennyshow, boss?""A descendant of the progenitors of Carys' people. A spirit thought lost to the hungers of the glutton serpent princess" You explain and Cai snarls, becoming a horned skull surrounded by black and plum fire, as the statue of Zian shifts, dust moving as Red Faced Wei roars furiously "Forced to watch them to devour and shame their cousins of flesh, to break their will and golden heart they had been chained and made to be audience to the foulest of molestations and depravations done upon their relatives of substance and life. We are to free them from this imprisonment, or if they have fallen to the lures of the chaotic path, cut them down and deign their new master a valuable servant""Hah, sounds like a good reason to start a shootout" Michah whistles"I'll tear their jailors limb from limb!" Wei roars"They shall no know rest or repose, even from the grave, for their crimes!" Cai promises"We'll lend our spears to your heroic quest, of course, my lord, for the honor of fighting under your command once more" Zian swears"If only our deeds after death could be made into songs, the one they'd write about this adventure would surely make women weep knowing the heroic men who have gone beyond their grasp!" Rong laughs, his pure joy causing the crooked landscape to recoil as if disgusted by its mere presence. "I am glad to see death has done little if anything to damper your spirits, my friends, and that you remain as righteous hearted and noble charactered as I remember!" You cry out, filled with pride and delight, as the landscape shifts to more resemble the forests of Nothing, mist shrouded and serene. Cont
>>6217952And how do you lead the spirits of your friends against the prison of the Aeldari ancestor spirit, Lieren>By first taking a detour and assisting the others in defending Arianka's daughter from her would be suitor, to get as many warriors as you can on your side and to repay the house of ordered ice for the many battles they have fought on your behalf before, and maybe get some of Arianka's children on your side>By disguising yourself as a true spirit, wearing a skin of the Aeldari's sorrow and combining the "The Dragon sheds its scales to walk amongst snakes" and "The Mien of the companion loyal and true" to resemble a nature spirit of Kurnous descent, to draw out the servants of discord with a second irresistible prize >By drawing the ire and attention of Kong Nue's legions, and knowing their enmity with Se Nie, lead them on a chase to assault the fortress prison while you and your companions sneak inside during the slaughter and anarchy of their attack>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spirit>Write inhttps://youtu.be/t8whxVqCF_I
>>6217955>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spiritLet's of ham on them
>>6217955>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spirit"After this as a reprive we shall see of this suitor for if you my friends deem them unworthy they most surly are"
>>6217955>By disguising yourself as a true spirit, wearing a skin of the Aeldari's sorrow and combining the "The Dragon sheds its scales to walk amongst snakes" and "The Mien of the companion loyal and true" to resemble a nature spirit of Kurnous descent, to draw out the servants of discord with a second irresistible prizeI feel like baiting Khorne isn't the right choice here. Not because Khorne wouldn't cheerfully go for it but because Slaanesh would probably realize it's the same trick we did to Tzeentch.
>>6217955>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spiritAbsolute Cinema.
>>6217955>By first taking a detour and assisting the others in defending Arianka's daughter from her would be suitor, to get as many warriors as you can on your side and to repay the house of ordered ice for the many battles they have fought on your behalf before, and maybe get some of Arianka's children on your sideI want to tilt the scales on the war in the warp as much as possible, wherever possible.Get arianka's kids out of hot water and get them involved with the lesser aeldari pantheon member.
>>6217955>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spiritknock knock, Its the Paradox again. Give us your Eldar.
>>6217955>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spirit
>>6217955>>By first taking a detour and assisting the others in defending Arianka's daughter from her would be suitor, to get as many warriors as you can on your side and to repay the house of ordered ice for the many battles they have fought on your behalf before, and maybe get some of Arianka's children on your side
>>6218030>SupportWe can help the suitor on their way later.
>>6217955>By first taking a detour and assisting the others in defending Arianka's daughter from her would be suitor, to get as many warriors as you can on your side and to repay the house of ordered ice for the many battles they have fought on your behalf before, and maybe get some of Arianka's children on your side>Release Hysh and wide upon its white light and directly assault the fortress, wielding a paradox shaped into a spear in one hand and a mercy locked away and caged in the other, while your companions sneak inside to free or slay the spirit
>>6217955>V: 11>By first taking a detour and assisting the others in defending Arianka's daughter from her would be suitor: 4>By disguising yourself as a true spirit: 2>By drawing the ire and attention of Kong Nue's legions: 0>Release Hysh and wide: 6>Write in: 0
Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait, Nurgle hit me with a sucker punch and I felt too ill to get out of bed for a couple of days. But i'm better now.>>6220275thanks for the assistance, XD, in counting up the votes.So Lieren will release the light of Hysh and ride upon its white light, assailing the fortress directly with paradox and caged mercy, while the spirits of his faithful friends sneak inside to deliver the spirit within to its fate, be it freedom or deathWriting now.
The white mist disguise your approach until the citadel prison of the child of nature and the hunt comes in view, jutting brutishly from the pearlescent soil trod beneath your feet, rising from jutting cliffs formed from the yellowed fangs of some once great and mighty warp predator. It is formed of pitted and rusted iron on one half, and of silver polished to a mirrors gleam on the other, oiled and slicked with the froth that comes forth from a bubbling cauldron of decaying flower petals and poisoned wine mixed together with the unnamable excretions of evil spirits and the juices squeezed out from bodies long decayed and proliferated with mushrooms and the hot blood fleshly poured from still living victims, who had been ground and juiced like the sweet lemons of Shuni or the bitter limes of Nuceria before their tattered hides and empty husks were discarded upon flowing, heaven's challenging brambles of brightest gold, like the verminous victims of a shrike."This is where we must once more part ways, though it pains me greatly to deny myself the privledge of hunting and fighting side by side the souls of the most valorous and noble of men" You sigh somberly, shaking your head as the mists and fog swirl and cling to you, taking on the appearance of ethereal furs and steam hung over your shoulder and rising to form a half halo from your back and arms "But, recall my friends, our greatest victories. Of battles one with a single man's death or capture, of our scaling of walls breaking sieges and ending the resistances of stubborn men who'd command those undeserving of death to fight to the last to shield themselves from the rightful wrath of our people""You're entrusting us the task of infiltrating the enemy fortress?" Zian asks, stone face shifting and as tears like rain drops fall down his carven tasks "Without you""The panther's climb" Rong says proudly "To end a battle before it begins. I'm sure Lieren has a plan, and his own part to play in it. And as ghosts, and as his men, isn't it our specialty to get where others could not""Though we did more of that than you two seniors" Red face Wei boomed "But I welcome your presence in the shadows none the less, for once beneath the panther's fur, always a brother to be found""I will follow the lead of those who fought against men, rather than the restless dead" Cai states simply "But I must ask, what is your plan""If I had to guess from the fire in his eyes, the big man is going to raise a hell of a ruckus and get all the devils in that mess of rust and silver charging out to face him, while we slip in like snakes in a boot" Michah, correctly ,surmises"The man of New Varro speaks my thoughts" You laugh, as you smack a hand on your chest and reach into your spirit, extracting a mere portion of the gleam the wild and free Hysh entrusted to you upon their release "I shall fly and challenge the champions of decay and excess guarding this place, and face them in single combat"Cont
>>6220351"Ride fast, ride hard, and tear them to pieces!" Red Face brays, tusks peeking out from behind his wild grin "And we shall meet the spirit, and judge them in your place, old friend""A noose if they are found wanting" Zian states, lifting up the spear he had held until it broke as he defended Jinhai to his last breath against the butcher kind"And our protection if they still deserve it" Rong snickers, capering and clapping his hands"Lets ride for hell's maw, and give whatever foulness we find in side some real New Varro heat!" Michah hoots and hollers, his face vanishing in the storm of sand and dust "Death to the undying!" Cai bellowsYou smile, wiping a tear of jade from your eyes and holding it to your heart, before capturing it inside and sealing it in a [Confinement] Prison, actualizing it as a mercy and gentleness, a deadly poison to the progeny of discordant winds. And then, reaching up, as the glimmering star light of hysh surrounds you, you create and forge a paradoxical weapon. Instead of golden flame or silver ice, you craft it from two aspects of your heart. The passion and fondness of life, the powerful emotions and undying devotions, as a peach pink colored metal that you entwine with cogs of bronze and steel, rationality and logic, efficiency in all things and doings as well as the duty of dealing death and pruning the gardens of humanity to ensure they flourish. The laughter of Lieren the man, the rose hued heat of your cheeks in mirth and the steely gaze of Lieren the execution, of the second primarch's original nature, the cold glare that has condemned countless criminals and villains before your gaze.The peach metal turns into a flowing, curling haft of a spear, fashion in the style of clouds in traditional paintings or of the flowing data streams Kanzeon's avatar dons in her heart of hearts, with oaths of devotion and words of love you've whispered to her and her alone carved along it as protective wards. Around this stylized haft, gears and cogs wrap around like leather wrappings, forming the grip as well as one half of its split head. The other split side, curves like a fishing hook or a Bask Billhook where its tip makes its point, but the rational side is long and weighty, like a Guan or Chen Dao's blade, with an armor piercing tip, long narrow and weighty. It is a curious design, but one that reflects the paradox of your mind and self.With spear in hand and mercy as your shield, you rise upon a cloud of nebulous white light and fly with all haste and rapidity towards the split citadel, booming a wordless wary cry that carries across the dreamscape and through the valleys of bubbling drool and raw flesh lining the edges of the mountains of fangs.Cont
>>6220352Immediately, two figures appear on the opposite ramparts of the divided fortress. On the silver edge, stands a knight, taller than any man, with pink skin peeking out from their swan styled armor, with two great white wings rising from the small of their back and a single spiral horn rising from their unhelmeted face, which is a thing of deceptive beauty. But beneath the swan knight's veneer of chivalry and handsome looks, the rot of their black soul is clear to see, the blood soaking from curled saber teeth and the network of thin scars drawn across their body, reaching everywhere except the base of their neck and their headOn the rusted, iron side, stumbles a mess of bones wrapped together by the roots of a tree, from which a grinning face blossoms from the broken jaw of their original skull, piloting the bones and holding patches of meat hewn with iron nails and taken from man, beast and wicked spirit alike to hold their once mortal form together in an affront to the humanity they had once possessed"Ah, fools who followed in the first damned and first fooled" You declare, raising up your spear as the two competing princes of daemon kind, stand upon balconies to face you, the swan knight calling a buckler shield and rapier formed of white, razor toothed feathers to their hands and the bone walking flower lifts up their hands and summons from within their own body a crude cudgle formed of arm bones entwined and fused together"Hark, oh rival, do you hear the mewling of the child, the chattering of a monkey! The questing beast all seek has delivered itself right to the door of our keep!" The Swan knight mocks, flicking the tip of their serrated rapier through the air "A bounty most prized, the golden disappointments alloyed sun, cavorting with a patchwork bride born of mass suicide and scrapping before a prisoner, mutilated and molested, calling her to command her children to die in the battles he fights to amuse our lords, thinking his struggles offend rather than entertain. Such a sweet lark, I shall become drunk off your blood, foolish monkey""Nnnnr, the one who has so offended my grandfather, to spit in his eyes and declare he shall steal away his wife, while bedding the network of souls who burned themselves together to form a mockery of life. He who declares himself the enemy of our house, yet, contents himself with his own morality. Yes. I hear the declaration of the fool, and our prize, rival. You need not shout. I felt their approach, by the bounty brand upon his skull. I will allow you, a goblet of blood, but the rest shall be fertilizer for the gardens, an undying warning to all those who would spurn Na Gou's generosity" The root wrapped warrior of bones comments churlishly "Come, oh winged divinity, let us make battle with this cur"Cont
>>6220353"Oh, I shall lead our way, oh ever blooming corpse flower!" The swan knight roars as they take flight, as the champion prince of Na Gou shuffles up a stair way formed from lashing tendrils of rotting spines and slithering slime molds."How dare two as wretched as you insult and demean one as noble and righteously minded as my wife! Insults against my own person, I can laugh off, but mockery of Kanzeon I shall not abide. Come, taste my spears, dogs who show their bellies and think themselves king. Scoundrels who sold all they had until they had nothing left to bargain with but their sorry, corroded souls! Come! Face Lieren of the golden sea, Lieren of the silver moonlight, Lieren, freer of the pure wind, and confront your hunter, princes of rot and debauchery!" You below, enraged at the audacity of the once human souls, as you launch yourself through the ever changing currents of the warp to meet them both head on.How do you battle the two daemon princes, Lieren?>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them, rather than wound or maim.>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", the focusing emotion and concept being the fury you feel as Kanzeon's husband to hear their insults and belittlingly statements towards her. >With trickery, technique and illusion, performing the "Mein of the companion loyal and true" to assume the cunning of late Guozhi>Release the mercy immediately, to poison them with your tears of joy before striking firing the spear of emotion and rationality at them through the method Kurnous' shade taught to you>Write in
>>6220354>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them, rather than wound or maim.Distracting them is the goal. But if an opportunity presents itselt, release the mercy and kill them
>>6220354>Alternative>>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", the focusing emotion of contentment and happiness You are standing in a meadow surrounded by life trees full of fruits, flowers blooming in peach pink and white. the meadow creates an area of contentment and happiness where you can find all the difficulties of life just slip away and just enjoy life, You are the guardian of this land where the champions of decay and excess will be weakened, their power diminished, and where every step will be an exercise in will.Weaken them as much as we can at the beginning to negate the two against one situation
>>6220354>Write inToo bait them from to far from the walls is too obvious and may well be folly rather I propose another action something daring and brutal; maybe even crazy."I have seen their words, I have read them, I listened to the tales ancient and heard of them, I freed the white wind and have met their servants most faithful."Mein: The Old Ones to scorch these abominations from the warp the purest reptilian fire, reignite that which is faded with that same light, let them feel fear for we will purely focus upon their containment them obliteration and may that light restore the Aeldari if they so see it.. Maybe the gemed Souls with us will feel something too?.(Then in all likelihood go "Well i better not do that again")
>>6220387Support
>>6220387>Lieren just drops a voxcaster and plays fucking boss music
>>6220389>>6220387That means I support btw
>>6220354>Support >>6220384Now I think we should make serious intents to kill them. They will have less time to think and less suspicions that we are distracting them if we make a serious effort to remove their unlives.as another aside.>Use the differences in the speeds to isolate them into 1 vs 1's, drawing the swan knight away from the corpse flower.
>>6220384You know now I think about it that medow sounds way to much like one of slannesh's circles of temptation, bad idea.
>>6220393Really?? I can't remember anything like that in the realm of Slaanesh.
>>6220354>Release the mercy immediately, to poison them with your tears of joy before striking firing the spear of emotion and rationality at them through the method Kurnous' shade taught to youI agree with the notion that we have to fight them seriously if we don't want them to realize something's wrong.>>6220384This sounds like it would empower the hell out of the Slaneeshi demon, m8.>>6220387I really don't think mantling the Old Ones is something we should do whimsically. That seems like something we would reserve for when shit is seriously going down and we're willing to make sacrifices to win. Because there's no way that isn't going to cost us somehow.
>>6220393I'll see if I can find a good lore summary, maybe rewrite my write in if it's too much like it.
>>6220402Wasn't there one with a meadow surrounded by a lake of wine with tables filled with the finest foods you could imagine? And partaking of anything would cause you to eat and drink until it killed you?
>>6220405I remember the food and something about your glory where you see your "best self" that you have to ignore to get past.
>>6220354>Release the mercy immediately, to poison them with your tears of joy before striking firing the spear of emotion and rationality at them through the method Kurnous' shade taught to you
>>6220354>>With trickery, technique and illusion, performing the "Mein of the companion loyal and true" to assume the cunning of late Guozhi
>>6220354I'll back this guy. >>6220387
>>6220354>V: 9>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them: 1>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm”: 0>With trickery, technique and illusion: 1>Release the mercy immediately: 3>Write in: 2>>Contentment and Happiness: 2>>>Use the differences in the speeds: 1>>Old Ones: 3
The shipborne throne room of the Long-Jia Dynasty was vast, lacquered pillars painted with constellations and cosmic dragons, its gilded ceiling reflecting the faint shimmer of the stars beyond. Yet for all the space within this hall which could easily hold a thousand there were only a handful of souls. The Emperor Long-Jia himself; accompanied by eleven bodyguards of the Second Legio Astartes helms carved to resemble the snarling faces of ancient Shishi guardian spirits. Then finally two men whom claimed to be envoys of their own human world far from this subsector, they claimed to wish to test the young ruler of Shangrala's heavens. The taller of the two, a man with an air of practiced elegance, bowed with the grace of an old courtier. “Oh most magnanimous Son of Dragons, Arbiter of the Stars, it is an honour to stand before one of such dignity. I am... Tai-zhen a keeper of knowledge, and I have journeyed far to bring before you a question to prove your wisdom for unlike my companion I believe your people are.”His companion, shorter yet radiating an aura of restless intensity, scoffed, the flowing sleeves of his robe shifting as though caught in a breeze unseen yet his eyepatch remained still. “A foolish question Emperor of Dancing Spears,” he said, voice was flat but it carried an undercurrent of contempt. “But since my misguided companion insists, I too shall abide by your coming judgment. I hope you will prove his flattering don't sway you.”Jinhai remained seated upon a throne of smooth of ghost pale green jade, for a time observed them in silence. His robes, embroidered with threads of starlight, shimmered as he raised his hand, bidding them to speak.Tai-zhen produced the artifact a pcube of ancient metal, inscribed with unknown glyphs. “This,” he said, with reverence, “is the Heart of Nao-kor, a relic of an old...family from an even more ancient civilisation. Within its shell lies the sum of their wisdom, their poetry, their histories—all that remains of their vanished world.” He paused, his weathered face inclining slightly. “I say it must be preserved, placed where scholars, poets, and dreamers might learn from it.”His companion let out a low, dismissive sound. “Fleeting gain for petty histories? You prattle like an old fool. The Heart of Nao-kor contains more than history—it holds the key to a future beyond reckoning, it that could reshape the stars, tip the balance of war, and elevate this fledgling empire beyond even its wildest aspirations. Emperor of Long-Jia it's power core provides this but he insists he keeps intact! He wants it's light to be caged and used to cast shadows of the past!” His voice deepened. “You claim to be a wise ruler. Then weigh this!”1/?
>>6221035He snatched the Cube with remarkable lack of care holding it before the royal.“cling to the past, or seize the future?”The hall fell into a stillness so deep it seemed even time hesitated.Jinhai folded his hands into his sleeves and slowed his breathing. His face betrayed nothing. When he finally spoke, his words were slow, deliberate, like a poem unfolding.“A tree whose roots grow deep may shelter many beneath its boughs, but a seed that is ground to dust will bloom no more.”The shorter envoy stiffened, his fingers twitching in irritation. “You speak in riddles.”The Emperor’s gaze did not waver. “The knowledge within this Heart has endured long past the hands that first shaped it. If I sunder it for momentary gain, then the wisdom within shall be lost for all time. What ruler extinguishes the light of those who came before for their own glory?” He gestured toward Tai-zhen. “This relic shall be preserved.”Tai-zhen dipped his head in approval, his posture despite it's hunch exuding satisfaction. “A decision worthy of the ancients.”The other envoy turned sharply, his resentment palpable. “You doom your people to ignorance and stagnation. You play the scholar while the galaxy burns.”The envoys said no more. They turned in unison and departed, their footsteps soundless as they vanished beyond the great gates of the palace.The Divine Emperor’s lips curved slightly with the ghost of a knowing smile. “I have learned one truth of war. It is not only weapons that decide its course but wisdom, patience, and the ability to choose which battles must be fought.”
>>6221036At those words the shorter figure stopped and almost as if restraining himself turned in twitching motions his lone green eye staring with a hate the Emperor had only seen in eyes of gold. The envoys voice was dripping with venom but somehow...somehow the words seemed true.“What do you know of WAR? what do you know of PATIANCE? You are young and idealistic, foolhardy and ignorant of what waits for you in the stars. When the skies run red and worlds burn, when you reach for a better tomorrow and find it denied by those whom came before you, who have the power to save you but won't I shall remind you of this moment. You need power to take your future from the Old Ones of the galaxy or they will sweep you aside, you and your petty ideals.”The taller figure reached toward his companion and tapped his shoulder, a tired metallic sigh left his lungs after the furious diatribe, the Astartes were moving to forcefully make the men leave; but as if waking from a dream in a moment...they were simply gone.The Emperor of Shangrala sat in deep thought...where had he seen them before....why couldn't he recall...like nostalgia?
>>6220354>Release the mercy immediately, to poison them with your tears of joy before striking firing the spear of emotion and rationality at them through the method Kurnous' shade taught to youOK LADSthis fight we need to invert these fuckers. Remember back on Angrons world we were 1 vote off doing it to the dragon whom after meeting the Mannoth AI we know was one of them! These twisted things may well have been something Aeldai like. The Swan Knight may be a twisted aspect warrior, the other the wraithbone choir. Flip them!
>>6220980>V: 11>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them: 1>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm”: 0>With trickery, technique and illusion: 1>Release the mercy immediately: 5>Write in: 2>>Contentment and Happiness: 2>>>Use the differences in the speeds: 1>>Old Ones: 3
Hey so, on the topic of "things we should do when we get a chance", it occurs to me that there's a race whose major flaw is that they reproduce too quickly and rapidly outpace their resources, but we also happen to be well-acquainted with a separate species with a natural ability to manipulate genes and extensive experience doing so.Just saying, introducing the Alf'harim to the Yushani might be a good idea.
>>6220354>Release the mercy immediately, to poison them with your tears of joy before striking firing the spear of emotion and rationality at them through the method Kurnous' shade taught to youPoison they're ass
>>6221058>V: 12>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them: 1>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm”: 0>With trickery, technique and illusion: 1>Release the mercy immediately: 6>Write in: 2>>Contentment and Happiness: 2>>>Use the differences in the speeds: 1>>Old Ones: 3
>>6220354>With trickery, technique and illusion, performing the "Mein of the companion loyal and true" to assume the cunning of late GuozhiI don't want to use our trump card right away without setting them up to get hit. It wouldn't do for our finishing move to get dodged or wasted.
>>6221551>V: 13>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them: 1>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm”: 0>With trickery, technique and illusion: 2>Release the mercy immediately: 6>Write in: 2>>Contentment and Happiness: 2>>>Use the differences in the speeds: 1>>Old Ones: 3
>>6220354>>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", the focusing emotion and concept being the fury you feel as Kanzeon's husband to hear their insults and belittlingly statements towards her.
>>6221650>V: 14>With spear and shield and carp's dance, seeking only to distract and delay them: 1>By performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm”: 1>With trickery, technique and illusion: 2>Release the mercy immediately: 6>Write in: 2>>Contentment and Happiness: 2>>>Use the differences in the speeds: 1>>Old Ones: 3
Calling the vote now, sorry for the really long wait, got sick again and was too nauseous feeling to write or do much of anything>>6221521It might be, clever thinking, anon>>6221035>>6221036>>6221039Always love when you guys write about everyone's favorite necron duo . Love how vivid the description of the imperial vessel is here, very nice. And I also really like how you wrote the dialogue, really captured the characters wellVery excellent all around>>6222773Thanks for collecting the vote, XD, though I'd say there was only 5 votes for release the mercy, since the first anon who voted only voted for it if the opportunity presented itself, but it still wins in the .So that is exactly what Lieren will do, poisoning the two with his mercy and joyful tears, before shooting the spear formed of emotion and rationality with "How Kurnous strings his bow"I'll be making a new thread, of course, and will link back to this one when I've got the new one posted
>>6222979>>6223003new thread
