>>40775800
Deleted Mine

We haven't really touched on the ocean-hives that the Sisters are in control of. Is it just regular hives that have the underhive underwater, or are we talking big sprawling continent-sized Raptures?

>>40775853
Or maybe they're under the ocean bed and all the spaceports and entrances are on the various islands. Possibly because of whatever makes the deserts so dangerous that a Marine chapter recruits heavily from it.

>>40775866
I like this idea. This explains why anybody would live in the Marine-recruitment-ground-material horrible desert instead of the beachfront Hives. They at least can see the sky every day, instead of a leaking ceiling.

To recap for any newbs:

>Ecclesiarchy loses an order of Sisters to a Chapter Master
>Order descends from the Order of the Sacred Oath, a Dialogous Order, yet became Militant
>Founded by prognostication
>Specialize in fast attack and orbital insertion, and never give up on it.
>Live in oceanic hives
>Generally subservient to their new Astartes owners despite outnumbering them. However, some people seriously want some of the higher-ranking sisters to be equals with the Marines. Maybe have the Canoness be part of the Chapter Council?
>Prefer faith over cybernetics in stark contrast to their Astartes owners.
>Have some rare flamer/melta weapons they use more than any other order.
>Friendly with IG, Administratum, and AdMech
>Hate witches and heretics

>Chapter similarly prognosticated to be placed here
>Founded during M39
>White Scars successors
>High purity, yet paradoxical preference to machinery. Also follow the tried-and-true speedy fighting
>Marines have a strange fluctuation of numbers. Perhaps a really high attrition rate?
>Apparently still friends with Ecclesiarchy despite winning some sisters from them. Also friends with Astropaths.

>>40776588
And they hate the Eldar, Chaos and a Demon.

>>40775961
So basically Middle Eastern Themed City of Atlantis.

>>40776808
Actually, Mediterranean island themed city of Atlantis. It's the Marines and the desert that are Middle-Eastern themed.

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>>40775800
Here's some of my ideas.
>Color Schemes
I'm imagining the Mamluk/Saracen/Siphai Marines in a Dark Olive Green Primary color with Red Trim. Their chapter symbol will be inscribed in Gold. The Chainmail that they wear is made out of Adamantium links/scales that somehow retains a Golden colour/sheen.
The Sisters on the other hand, I'm picturing their color scheme in Kingfisher blue as their primary color with Crimson Trim, their Order Insignia inscribed in Platinum. High Ranking Sisters such as Canonesses will have exclusive access to replacing their red trim with Royal Purple.

>Chapter Symbol
To reflect the Middle Eastern Ottoman Theme going with the Space Marines, I'm thinking of having their Chapter Symbol consist of simply a word of the Emperah written in faux Arabic Calligraphy. It's somewhat par for the course since the chapter is divergent. They do worship the Emperor but not directly, instead it's kinda like Islamic Religion where they worship the Emperah's teachings and words that the Emperah has spoken instead of the Man himself. See Pic related for reference.

>>40777360
So they keep the Islamic taboo of idolatry without having an actual deity? That's... pretty damn appropriate, actually.

>>40777360
Ooh, maybe a stylized E that looks like calligraphy?

>>40777360
>simply a word of the Emperah written in faux Arabic Calligraphy
Malik, ملك, meaning master, leader, and ruler.

>>40777939
a simple Letter "E" Turned into Faux Arabic might not cut it. Because it's still gonna look like a fucking letter "E" in plain english. To elaborate on the pic related in >>40777360 , those Arabic Scribbles on that medallion is supposed to be the entirety of 1 Arabic word.
>>40777970
Nice job with doing the research. Let's not do a "direct" direct translation from English to Arabic, it seems somewhat cheap and poor in a way. How about having the word "Emperor" written in English but stylized in a way that it looks like actual Arabic calligraphy?

>Our marines are go fast, live in a desert because it's good for training recruits, and they enjoy cybernetics and great purity
This is literally Mad Max Marines

"Ride with me brothers! For Malik, our eternal master, with whom we shall forever ride, shiny and chrome!"


>>40778050
Malik seems alright to me.

>>40778243
>Mad Mamluk Biker Marines with their scantily-clad Byzantine Beach Sisters

How many more fetishes can we fit here?

>>40778283
I don't know about fetishes, but the Mad Mamluks seem pretty primed for being pretty radical. Did we ever figure out who their enemies were? Or what forces of Chaos and Psykers the Sisters hated?

Also, these two groups need names I have a few ideas

Marines
>Mad Mamlukes
>Emperors Slaves
>Servants of the Sands
>Emperors Thralls
>Vassals of the Storm
>War Brothers
>Scions of War
Sisters
>Order of the Piercing Words
>Sisters of the Seas
>The Sisters Vigilant
>Order of the Watchful Eyes
If I recall correctly, the Orders Dialogus, of which our sisters used to be a part, deal mainly with the myriad languages of Mankind, and even Xenos. Yet they turned into sisters of battle. Perhaps they discovered a prophecy or something? They do hate Chaos and Psykers.

>>40779446
The Marines' enemies were Chaos and Eldar.

And for names, 'Sipahi' seems popular. As does 'Mamluks', but some (myself among them) have argued that historically, people think of the Mamluks as the rulers of the Mamluk Sultanate rather than the slave-warrior caste that predated that rule.

>>40779446
maybe Scions of Malik for the marines

>>40779446
From last thread, the Marines are somehow codex-adherent. So any radicalism would probably be weaved in among deliberate misinterpretation and rules lawyering of the Codex Astartes.

>>40779558
we accepted that were divergent to make sense, the divergence being sister slave girls.

>>40779544
Perhaps the Marines are Mamluks in the sense of warrior-rulers, and their serfs (failed recruits for the chapter) fulfill more of the slave role?

>>40779576
"Look, Brother, tell me *where* in the Codex Astartes it specifically disallows close ties to our fellow warriors in the Adepta Sororitas. No? Nothing? That's what I thought."

>>40779603
Marines thinking of themselves as rulers is something that gets the Inquisition pretty antsy, though. Sipahi, being more feudal knight-ish, seems more appropriate to me.

>>40779614
That seems adequate. Each marine gets a little area of land he tends to, oversees, and recruits from. Perhaps the reason our chapter fluctuates so wildly is that recruitment only occurs when marines are on planet? Say, only ten marines are on the homeworld at the moment, well you're only going to get twenty or thirty recruits because the marines can't go recruiting in the territory of their Brothers. But when the whole chapter is at home, kids are getting dragged off by the thousands to be put through trials.

To get that much tension over territory though, you'd need a lot of pride, and a lot of codex divergence. We have the latter covered, and the former makes for a good chapter flaw

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>>40779659
And maybe Marines currently tending to their land and seeing to recruitment are counted as support instead of active parts of the ten companies on the official roles of the chapter. It wouldn't even be Codex-divergent - according to the Codex Astartes, Marines dedicated to various support roles such as administration, the armoury, the Librarius, driving vehicles, and so on don't count as part of the 1000 Marines.

>>40779605
"Brother, when the Codex says 'close ties', I do not think they mean it literally."

>>40779544
Sipahi may make more sense from historical POV, but Mad Mamlukes just have that nice alliterative ring.

>>40779711
"hush brother. It would be an insult to the ecclesiarchy if we do not use their gift to its highest potential."

>>40778283
Well if you think about it, the Adeptus Sororitas are the daughters of the Emperor, and the Space Marines are the sons of the Emperor, so add incest to the list.

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[lewd intensifies]

We seem to be making progress, but why do our Ottoman Marines hate Eldar and Chaos? These guys are relatively new, 39th millenium founding, so whatever pissed them off is pretty recent, probably enough for the chapter master and veteran marines to have been involved

>>40780111
Maybe eldar tricked chaos into attack our planets, for sneaky eldar reasons

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>>40777360
Green with red never comes out right imo. I'd skip it and have the have a burnished gold for the trim. That or a steel colour. Really bring out that feeling of medieval Arabic armor.

Also as a name The Swords of the Emperor is pretty good and harkens back to Islams most famous warrior Khalid ibn al-Walid.

>>40780310
green and gold seems kind of Salamander. Maybe light grey and gold, with a bit of green as trim

>>40780111
Maybe the Eldar constantly raid our planets because they were former Eldar worlds and Slaaneshi daemons relentlessly try to corrupt the Sororitas every chance they got.

>>40780372
Their world used to be a paradise world. The Eldar seek to restore it to that status, using ancient Eldar technology installed deep in the planet when it was part of the Eldar Empire. The Marines take this as an affront, since they're quite fond of the murderworld that makes their recruits (and their Sisters) so hardy.

Every time there's a drop-off in the number of casualties among the desert tribes, the Marines check the locator beacons of their wandering brothers to make sure one of them isn't in the area murdering terrifying beasties, and if they aren't, they know that the damned Eldar are trying to unfuck the planet again.

>>40780371
I like it

>>40780563
I also like this

>>40780563
That's good. Of course, they immediately go to refuck the unfucked parts of the planet. Its only natural.

>>40780653
Yes.

>>40780563
Another thing of note that desert regions don't normally get that many diseases compared to say jungles due to the arid climate.

That being said I'm not sure if our marines should just destroy any oasis they find, that's just silly and counterproductive to maintaining a steady population of able recruits. I'm pretty sure the desert whirlwinds and storms that often times ravage the planet would do enough to filter the weak.

>>40780700
Yeah, they don't destroy natural oasises, but the eldar created ones. Who knows what they put in the water. It could be xeno mind control drugs or something.

>>40780721
That's assuring that the marines don't end up doing stuff like that. On the Eldar side would they have to modify anything with a new paint job? Their gear seams to be rather effective in all situations and is suitable in deserts where solid footing isn't guaranteed.

Maybe the eldar hate is something the older marines brought with them from their previous chapter, being such a young order.

Maybe the eldar directed WAAAAGH!!! Choppaman towards imperial worlds.

About the Hives. The hives could be there as shelters more than cities. There is a standing population that live in them but it is pretty fucking empty compared to shit like Hive Hades. They were built to house and hold safe the entire planetary population for years, even decades if need be, the next time the planet gets besieged.

In the previous thread some anon rolled a 5 on the favored form of warfare and that was siege. It is not that they are good at inflicting sieges so much as it is that they withstand them like champions

There are only about three or four hives on the planet and by Imperial standards are not that big. One is the HQ of the Chapter and is seen as somewhat of a pilgrimage point by the nomads and such. It is the only permanent structure of any note that the Mad Mamluks maintain. It is also the location of the Orbital Tether as it is on the equator.

The Sisterhood run the rest of the hives and most of the good land on the planet. Given the location of the mountains, the big fucking super continent, the prevailing winds and such things this mostly consists of beaches and thin strips of farmable land wedged between the beaches, the seas and the mountains. The islands and island chains off the coast of the super continent are usually too small to farm and all but disappear at high tide.

The majority of the planetary population learned long ago to like fish. The joke being that they dredge the shallows and anything that tries to climb out of the bucket they eat, anything left in the bucket they ferment. This is rather a disservice as the third prominent export the planet (we really need a fucking name for this world). The other two being high grade space ships and victory.

Te hive owned by the Mad Mamluks is stark and spartan, grand in its simplicity.

>>40781094
Heyyy, my goofy roll went somewhere good!


Hmm... How about Dar-al-Rashid?

Warning, I don't have the best grasp of Arabic, and only know a smattering of Turkish.

>>40781166
Actually, scratch that. I know more Turkish than Arabic.

>>40781094
This is good.

>>40781094
I like it

>>40781094
Oh, I like the exports, but does that mean there are orbital shipyards? The importance of those would dwarf anything that would be happening on the surface of the planet, explaining why such a sparse world has any level of civilization above feral.

Add that with the Battle Sister's friendliness with the AdMech.

For a planetary name, how about Dulichium?

I did a search for places mentioned in the Iliad (to keep with the Byzantine theme), and found this
Dulichium, Dolicha, or Doliche (Ancient Greek: Δουλίχιον Doulichion)[1] was a place noted by numerous ancient writers that was either a city on, or an island off, the Ionian Sea coast of Acarnania, Greece.

>In the Iliad, the Catalogue of Ships says that Meges, son of Phyleus, led 40 ships to Troy from Dulichium and the sacred islands he calls Echinae (the Echinades), which are situated beyond the sea, opposite Elis.[1] Phyleus was the son of Augeas, king of the Epeians in Elis, who emigrated to Dulichium because he had incurred his father's anger. In the Odyssey however Dulichium is described as part of Odysseus's kingdom, not of Meges's kingdom. Dulichium is frequently mentioned along with Same, Zacynthus, and Ithaca as one of the islands subject to Odysseus, and is celebrated for its fertility.[2]

So that has a connection to islands, the ocean, and ships/ship building.

Thoughts, opinions? The name for the super continent should have a more arabic origin.

>>40781232
This chapter is having more thought put into it than most of the canon ones, it seems. Me like.

>>40780653
>>40780563
>>40780721
Otherwise, I think this works well for unique Eldar animosity.

Now... What about Chaos?
>>40780372
Perhaps Slaanesh and Khorne, or even Nurgle, continually try to pervert the close-knit bonds between the Marines and the Sisters (which, as bandied about in the prior thread, already can get quite intimate) into something nasty and treasonous?


On the flip side, I had thoughts of a highly ritualised courtship system and "Holy Children."

>>40775800
>battle sisters
Gaaaay

>>40779446
>>Order of the Piercing Words
Definate vote for the Sister's name.

>>40781232
Perhaps have alternating names for the planet depending on who's talking about it?

>>40781296
So the sisters call it Dulichium, but the marines call it Dar-al-Rashid or whatever, interesting. and since the marines now control it in its entirety it is officially Dar-al-Rashid.

For a planet name, I'm thinking Levantine or something like that.
It's based on the Levant, a region that included most of the eastern Mediterranean and a territory of the Mamluk Sultanate until the Ottomans took over.

>>40781311
"World of the RIghtly-Guided," or "Rightly-Guided World."

>>40781296
Constantinople, not Istanbul?

Why Constantinople got the works, no body knows but the FUCKIN SPACE MARINES?

>>40781344
Cue battle-brothers nodding solemnly.

>>40781232
I meant to say that the third biggest export was wine but I think I got the stoopids a little.

Its a small ship yard at the other end of the orbital tether. Its also very much the domain of the AdMech allies of the Sisterhood. population, not counting servitors, is registered at about two million. Not big by mechanicus standards but not something to be sneezed at either. Also this includes the off-world prospectors and low-G miners. Most of the building materials for the ships come from asteroid mining as getting that amount of heavy matter up out of the gravity well works out slightly more expensive.

The local Mechanicus branch are a closed order. The only outsiders they let in are the prospective Tech-marines of the Mad Mamlukes because they have to. If you want technical expertise they will loan you someone, they will not train one of yours. They don't even let members of other Mechanicus brotherhoods into their workshops. Their door sign always says closed/fuck off.

Given that they will never be able to compete with outsiders in terms of quantity of ships they instead specialize in building a few very high class ships whom they sell to people and then delete all records and memories of exactly whom they have just sold them too. And it is very much an ominous whom and not the more everyday who.

>>40781284
Sisters hate Witches.

What worse sort of witches are there than heretic witches?

>>40781274
This is par for course with /tg/ Custom Chapters. I mean, just look at the Blood Jaguars and Emperor's Nightmares.

Hell, this Chapter and its Sisters started as a whimsical gag thread.

>>40781444
DAEMON witches!

>>40781466
>Hell, this Chapter and its Sisters started as a whimsical gag thread.
It shows

Where the Mad Mamluk novices go into the desert to find something to prove themselves against, the Sisters go into the sea. Clad in a thermo-regulating skinsuit, equipped with a 72-hour rebreather and armed with their choice of spear or dagger, a Sister at the end of her training goes into the ocean and is told to return with something of value.

Most who return to do so to the predetermined return point (with a decompression chamber standing ready) towing some sort of slain seabeast, or a makeshift kelp net filled with smaller (but no less vicious) creatures, fighting off anything attracted to the scent of blood. A few more thoughtful sisters return with rare plants or animals that are produce substances valuable as medicines or toxins. Some return with life-forms unknown to all, of great interest to the small but busy local chapter of the Magos Biologis.

A very few, however, use their final piece of equipment to summon a retrieval submarine. These are the Sisters that have killed something too large to be moved by one woman, from enormous sharks to behemoth whales to strange, many-tentacled things that cause no end of arguments between the Magos Biologis and the Ordo Malleus. These Sisters are said to be destined for greatness, and are able to request any position among the Sisterhood - and should she currently be unqualified, she will be placed on the fast-track to attaining those qualifications.

>>40781498
The Sisters claim the tradition is older than the founding of their Sisterhood, evolved from the islander tribes' coming-of-age ceremonies where an adolescent would be required to catch enough seafood to feed the entire tribe for a night. Though it is very rare for a novice Sister to snare something large enough to feed the entire Sisterhood, the concept lives on in that proceeds from the sale of the Sisters' prey is pooled until enough is accumulated to feed the entire world a sumptuous feast, at which point a global celebration is organized. Every man, woman and child raises their cup to the Sisters on that day, from the battered iron mugs of the desert tribes to the finest china of the Hive-spires to the inhumanly large tankards of the Mad Mamluks.

The Sisters claim this is part of the success of their rule over the local populace, as it shows the Emperor's benevolence as channeled through His Daughters. Less pious commentators might speculate that the small but industrious holo-film industry that dramatizes these epic hunts, featuring enormous amounts of physically fit women in skin-tight wetsuits, does more to help.

>>40781284
>On the flip side, I had thoughts of a highly ritualised courtship system and "Holy Children."

The sisters running a ritualized eugenics program to create more viable space marine recruits?

Hell yes.

Also this means that the Sisterhood's influence is spread to those who actually own their planet. A fair number of Battle Brothers are the sons of the women of the cloth and many of the daughters hold government offices.

Many of the older marines aren't sure when shit started to change but they are very sure that their influence on their own homeworld is not what it used to be. A few of the older ones are a bit worries that the sisterhood will one day outgrow them and force them out. The smarter ones know that this will never happen as planets with chapters on get tax exemption and the local AdMech, allies of the Sisterhood, only stay in business because of this.

This is an in-universe "Reptilians control the media" conspiracy.

>>40781284
>Now... What about Chaos?
The planet was once the home of a Thousand Sons warband styled after the Sassanid Empire that was booted off in a crusade several centuries before the founding of the Swift Saracens.
Now they have come back, with a massive host of cultists, sorcerors and Clibanarii, Daemon Engines resembling a cross between a Rubric marine and a horse, unholy centaurs the size of Land Speeders armed with a variety of weaponry grafted onto their arms. Led by the Sorcerer Ardashir, there is no line they will not cross in their quest to retake "New Prospero" as they call it.

>>40781559
Hang on, back up a bit to the connection between the two. Remember how the Marines control the Sisters and not vice-versa.

>>40781559
>The sisters running a ritualized eugenics program to create more viable space marine recruits?
This sounds good.
In fact, this sounds very good.

>>40781690
Well, for now, but what's a little intrigue to make things interesting?

>>40781690
Marines do have official leadership, but sisters have a more public face.

>>40781674
Interesting, and perhaps the Sisters are put there to keep the taint at bay? Perhaps that's why a Dialogos chapter turned militant was put there. Battle nuns with librarian roots who know the history and cultures of those who resided there previously, but have the muscle to scour the mark they left. A balance of brains and brawn.

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>>40781674
This. The temptation is always to go Slaanesh but in this case going full Tzneetch with an adversary is far better fitting.

The "cultist" are actually old soldiers of Prospero that were teleported away before Russ and his mutts could fuck them up. They are very, very old and have died many times. But they carry on. The few ever captured alive will only say that they are going to "The Promised Land". It is all they will say. Possibly, probably and almost certainly in fact, their minds broke a long time ago. Now they just want to get to the Promised Land and die.

>>40781793
Red armour, or blue armour? Both?

>>40781690
And yet many are the biological sons of the Sisterhood and raised by the Sisterhood until they are old enough to start their journey towards becoming Astartes.

Also as one anon in the previous thread suggested the High Abbatissa has a place on the otherwise entirely astartes ruling council.

Also to quote William Ross Wallace, The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Is the Hand That Rules the World

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>>40781859
Well there we go.

>>40781858
I want to say red because thats the original colour they would have had and indeed should have but blue is more iconic of Tzneetchian armies and we don't want them mixed up with Khornates.

I would say they look either red or blue depending on how the light falls on them.

>>40781859
Agreed, I think this fits with the rolls we got. And it pulls away from the joke this started with, and allows more room for politics, intrigue, and a spiderweb of family lines.

All fun stuff, if you ask me.

Lets see... for names, personally I like Emperor's Thralls and Swords of the Emperor.

We got any drawfags and/or photoshop users about for the colours and calligraphy?

>>40781422
What about the IG allies? Here's what I'm thinking.

So both the Sisters and Space Marines specialize in rapid speed fighting. But who holds territory and does messy mop up work as the heavy hitters blitz off to their next objective?

The guys with the gear in the rear, of course. I think thematically, they should feel more like real life marines, specializing in occupying territory, urban warfare, and civilian relations (pulling influence from the Sororitas's original calling). These guys pull the support roles.

Their color patters should be light tan, to blend in with beaches and arid climates. The flak should have rounded corners and be more sleek form fitting, to give them a sharp fluid look. For variety, they should use high quality stubbers and autoguns as their primary weapons, provided by the friendly local AdMec. This is because the AdMec wishes to funnel all the fancier materials and optics into their own ships, what is left gets put in the arsenals of the Space Marines/Sisters. It's become a cultural thing for the IG regiment to prefer bullets to energy packs, with them saying things like "I prefer ammo you can chew on"

Oh yeah, lots of dune buggies. And tinted visors.

Organizationally, it should be NCO centric, allowing small island raids, independant desert patrols, and dynamic functionality allowing small units to be commandeered by individual Sisters who need some extra punch/meat shields. Perhaps the officer's corp is sparse, mainly logistics, since many leadership roles are given to lower/initiate Sisters as a primer on leadership.

Now, why are they so friendly with each other? Did the Sisters save their asses? Are they the local Astartes' go-to IG regiment for military support?

My idea would be that both the IG regiment and Sisters are generational natives to the planet, and have more of a brother-sister relationship, which is refreshing to the Sisters considering that they have to deal with being co-opted by the Space Marines.

>>40781906
generations go by and family ties get so entangled to the point where any romantic couple going out is in fact super distant blood relatives in a borderline distant incestuous relationship without anyone actually realizing it.

>>40782379
The deepest levels of the Sisters' archivists know *exactly* how tangled it all is. Controlled inbreeding is how you emphasize desired traits, after all.

>>40782288
They could both be subservient to the space marines.

>>40782459
Careful now. Losing the sisters to them in a bet is one thing, but we don't want to go around legion building.

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>>40782288
Or they drag locally raised Imperial Guard auxiliary regiments with them.

They totally don't come under the command of the Chapter or the Sisterhood.

Absolutely not. They ultimately come under the command and responsibility of the planetary governor. That would be the Chapter Master/Chapter Council.

As this is against the Codex Astartes to a degree that even the Mad Mamlukes can't misinterpret it they hand it over to their viceroy who usually runs the day to day, hum drum boring shit of the planet. Turns out that this is actually the High Abbatissa. Well, shit. They can't have that without breaking the Decree Passive or dropping 70%+ of their fighting force.

So it is handed over to a Lord/Lady-General who isn't actually a sworn man or woman of the cloth. This invariably fall to someone who is a specially trained son or daughter of a woman of the cloth or on one occasion a retired chapter serf released from his vows.

They then merely take good advice from the Chapter and Sisterhood.

And its that Lord/Lady-general who ends up organizing the holding and cleaning of territory.

assuming they can't palm the job off to some off-worlder regiment. They would much rather do that as the Inquisition starts to get nervous when Astartes and Sororitas start looking for legal loopholes.

>>40782288
Man that's a pretty good concept but it's a shame you went and said

>Oh yeah, lots of dune buggies. And tinted visors.

because now my soul is screaming for them to be War Boys.

>>40782459
Since when are IG not subservient to Space Marines? Haha.

Actually, perhaps the difference in treatment is what leads them to be allies with the Sisters. Perhaps the IG regiment has an actual, but properly restrained resentment of the Space Marines "taking away their planet" while having generations of good relations with the Sisters.

And since they're modeled after real life marines and stereotypes, they'd be rather religious, even if a bit crass and bumpkin in tendencies. Both these traits endear them to the more proper, yet also spiritual Sisters.

>inb4 friendzoned at an organizational level, because it's true

>>40782427
>>40782379
Iceland.

>>40782567
You're right, and I really dig the way the responsibility would get shifted around, right back into the palm of the Sisters.

So since it all comes down to the Lord General, the IG Regiment would actually be an autonomous political/military unit (officially)? Even if he/she is vetted and in the back pocket of the Chapter/Sisterhood, that would add another interesting facet to the setup.

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>>40782706
Every single campaign its a race between Sisterhood and Chapter to see who can maneuver their man/woman into authority.

The Sisterhood doesn't always win. Often the Chapter gets their way and installs one of their totally not serfs in command.

turns out they are either the friend, son or lover of one the Sisterhood

>>40782796
The constant competition between the two is, as it turns out, the perfect way to find good candidates for the job. No nepotism, no corruption, if you don't have the qualifications to do the job it's an opening for one side or the other to turf you out and replace you with their own candidate.

>>40782571
Dammit, now I'm thinking that. Perhaps the War Boys could be the local PDF forces, with the higher tech soldiers being the IG regiment?

Okay, I think the final touches we need a name for the local militia (War Boys) and the IG Regiment.

Samiel in Turkey: a hot, dry wind.

Hoplites were citizen-soldiers of Ancient Greek city-states who were primarily armed with spears and shields. Their main tactic was the phalanx formation. The hoplites were primarily free citizens—propertied farmers and artisans—who were able to afford the bronze armor suit and weapons (estimated at a third to a half of its able-bodied adult male population).[1] Hoplites generally received basic military training.

PDF: Samiel Militia
IG: Dulichium Hoplites

By the way, what are we to do with the Psykers. Sanctioned is a guarantee and I'd assume that they and Librarians would use the warp to manipulate the sands and seas to their advantage.

>>40782571
When they all start yelling WITNESS ME instead of making the handsign of the V8, they cross their hands in the sign of the Aquila.

>>40782875
The split between well-armed citizen-infantry and poorly-armed but fanatic levies fits right in with the whole Turko-Arab feudal system thing going on, too.

>>40782989
Sisters don't like psychers, remember.

>>40782288
Aren't Space Marine recruitment worlds exempt from having to raise IG regiments?

>>40782989
Didn't the Sisters roll psykers as one of their hateboners?

>>40782997
"That Marine! He turned his head, he looked me straight in the eye!"
"He was scanning the horizon!"

>>40783028
Yeah, but a lot of them do it anyway so they have reliable troops at hand. And all planets have PDF.

>>40780371
>>40780310
Any thoughts on the colour schemes of the Byzantine Battle Sisters?

>>40783059
And yet the Marines are bros with the Astropaths.

It's like the husband going out bowling during an evening where the daughter has a ballet recital and the mother's nagging him.

>>40783091
Astropaths are soul-bound to the Emperor. That'd probably outweigh the 'being a psyker' thing for the Sisters, I think.

>>40783028
That is true. But this is also a locally raised IG regiment as well, it essentially gets tithed to itself and used internally amongst the Chapter and Sisterhood.

>>40783059
Yeah, I'd agree that even with the exemption, they're raised and maintained anyways. Perhaps the best of the SpecOps get recruited as Space Marine initiates, or serve as the scout components.

>>40783120
Would that lead to an interesting dichotomy within the Space Marines, where half are pulled from the most organized professional soldiers, while the other half are taken from the most balls out crazy and ruthless of the militia?

>>40783169
Not to spam, but really three components, duh.
With the third component being the scions of Sororitas and Space Marines.

Would they all mix together, or be split apart by Company? Would any one lineage be predominant?

>>40783082
Slate with red trim?

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>>40783000

>>40783169
The crazy ones get taught discipline. The disciplined ones get taught crazy. They reach the same pinnacle from opposite directions, and the twin influxes keep the Chapter's culture from being too much of one or the other. They're White Scars by heritage, but their specialty is siegecraft - that requires a very unique mindset that would require careful balance to maintain.

>>40783214
See
>>40777360

>>40783259
quick, lighting fast sieges. So they break down your doors, kill your dudes and leave before you can react. Interesting.

>>40783293
yeah that is better. maybe grey for the trim instead of red though.

>>40783299
They storm into key places, cut off the head so to speak, then storm into the next place to further destabilize the opposition while it's trying to pick itself up.

Meanwhile, their pocket IG Regiment floods in to take out secondary objectives, hold ground, and prevent total anarchy/chaos intrusions in the newly made power vacuum.

Actually that sounds on par for typical Imperial tactics. Except it's done at "gotta go fast" speeds.

Mongol siegecraft was pretty fuckin' intense. They had a bunch of crazy skilled non-Mongol engineers that they kidnapped and took with them that could build siege engines from whatever was available, and then threw every rock within a day's ride at the city, and when they ran out of rocks they would soak chunks of wood in water. They'd build a ditch and palisade around the city and just generally loiter in the area. They brought their herds with them so they were fine for food, and nobody could get in or out because nobody outruns a mounted Mongol. Eventually a combination of starvation and bombardment would force the city to surrender, and then the Mongols would slaughter every fucking person in the city. And then the next city would surrender immediately to avoid the same fate.

The same could be made to work with these Marines, with just a few tweaks. Their Techmarines work with AdMech to set up various oversized guns in the area that blast the shit out of the besieged city/structure/hive/whatever, while a cordon of assault marines, jetbikes, and land speeders is set up to intercept and destroy anyone trying to get in or out.

While this is going on, as said here:
>>40783479
groups of marines are carrying out lightning raids wherever possible.

>>40783479
In that case would our chapter and SoB be vulnerable to diversionary and stalling tactics? So far most of the damage is coming from the momentum of our attack.

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No battle doctrine is perfect. This is their weakness.

If their momentum stops and they get bogged down in a prolonged campaign or worse yet a war of attrition they would be fucked.

They would win eventually, if your too stupid to quit you never loose, but the cost would cripple them and take a long, long time to heal.

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>>40783674
>>40783592
To that guy. Sorry I fucked that up a little.

>>40783674
The blitz thing just doesn't work with a siege specialty. A well-fortified position is the counter to a blitz attack.

You can't just say 'well the thing they specialize for fighting is the one thing that's best for completely fucking them over, that's just their weakness I guess'. It makes zero sense, even for 40k.

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>>40783765
You're right, so we have to think about this a little more. Siege specialty doesn't fit with them being fast and shit. In the traditional sense at least.

They could be specialized siege breakers, called in when the dedicated long term siege fighters need something to push into enemy territory.

>>40783814
See
>>40783550
for my take on it. It boggles my mind that people are looking at a chapter descended from the White Scars, who are based on the Mongols, who successfully conquered one and a half continents of fortified cities and castles, and saying 'whelp, I guess sieges just doesn't make sense for these guys'.

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Here's an attempt at a Chapter color scheme.

Need more green? More steel?

>>40783881
A green sash around the waist, maybe?

>>40783814
Well, marines and sisters both have jump-packs. Maybe their method of breaking a siege is to drop in from above and murder everyone inside.

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If the chapter combat serfs dont look like janissaries, I will be disappointed

>>40775800
See
>>40782011

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>>40784050
They dress like that on ceremonial occasions.

Also they don't have combat serfs. They have serfs and it is only prudent to have them trained in the basics of combat, as every man should, but they are not in any way combat serfs.

The Inquisition are already looking at them funny for their intimacy with the local Daughters of the Emperor, nobody wants to give them a reason to request an inspection. All chapters have shit buried they don't want dug up.

>>40783550
Hang on. Do these guys by any chance have access to an Ordinatus or two?

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>>40783892
Hm, this generator can't really pull that off.

>>40784203
I like that a lot.

>>40784203
Looking much better. If you need to you can open ms paint or photoshop/gimp with a blank slate to work on it if you want.

>>40784195
I don't see why not. They are tight with the AdMech.

>>40784107
Persian/Iranian is a pretty far cry from Turkic/Arab/Mongol.

>>40784248
To be honest, I saw the OP's image and middle eastern a few times, and figured it would be similar.
But hey, come help us flesh out this chapter too!

>>40784203
Ooh, that does look better. What's the detailing around the kneecaps, though?

>>40784248
Though I wonder, could they have relations with this Chapter and Sisters?

>Ordinatus

Okay then, what sort? I have this vague mental image of something which flies or hovers.

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How many are the Sisterhood?

Is it that there are the warriors and such who fight alongside the Marines and then there are larger numbers who actually run the civilization?

>>40784456
The sisterhood is normal sisterhood sized, excluding support staff and clearly unaffiliated patrons and servants.
They're mostly dialogous that shoot guns, so more administrative in nature.

>>40784416
Something that can be rapidly disassembled to the point where it can be entirely carried by Rhinos or Thunderhawks.

One day you piss off the Mad Mamluks, next day there's a bunch of thunderhawks landing on the hill next to your city, next thing you know doomlasers are punching holes the size of a house through your walls.

>>40784522
A disassembly-capable Ordinatus. Oh, the AdMech would kill trillions to know how to make those.

>>40784712
The AdMech would kill trillions to know how to make a new kind of screwdriver. They're not really a useful yardstick.

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>>40784234
I definitely do need something different to work on after all the shit I did for /vp/

>>40784818
Hey man I appreciate what you're doing here and all and don't take this the wrong way but it really looks like a big green dildo is sticking out of that thunderhammer.

>>40784762
It was a measure of how badly they'd want it.

Hm. Seems we've settled on Mad Mamluks for the unofficial name of the Chapter. Emperor's Thralls for the "official" name? Swords of the Emperor?

>>40784876
I'm still hooked on Sipahi.

Also:
http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Swords_of_the_Emperor

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Given that the sisters are running some sort of eugenics program is it out of the question for them to be giving certain people rejuvenant therapy so they can have more children?

I'm thinking people with rare but beneficial gene-strains that produces excellent recruits for the Marines or excellent immune systems of what ever.

Or would this be too expensive.

>>40785019
It's expensive but it'd be well within the buying power of the Sisters, especially if they can get a good price by going to an Order Hospitaller.

>>40784876

I we have history with the Sons and Tzeentch, I'll suggest Thousand Swords.

To combine the Eldar and Chaos threats, maybe

1. Originally the world was an Eldar Paradise Craftworld long ago
2. Chaos Marines show up and fuck up everything for the Eldar, Slaanesh and Tzeentch tag team
3. Eldar leave, Slaanesh and his gang follow, Tzeentch plans
4. Suddenly nuns (or marines? who is here first again?) remove chaos remove chaos
5. Present day(?)

>>40785116
The Sons of Blades?
The Sons of the Sword?

>>40785341

Sword Sons?

The actual name of the Space Marine chapter known vulgarly as the 'Mad Mamluks' is a matter of some debate. The name itself, in the spoken language of the desert tribes the chapter recruits heavily from, contains four consonants and one vowel that do not exist in either Low or High Gothic, as well as being what I am told is a rather beautiful and many-layered metaphor that does not translate well. Attempts at communicating the core concept of the name almost invariably involve a bladed weapon and the Marines' relationship to a father figure, but none come close to expressing the full meaning of the name, which is said to encompass the Marines' relationship to each of the God-Emperor, their Primarch, and the Imperium as a whole.

Their close proximity to an Order Dialogous will hopefully shed light on the matter in the future and resolve an 'official' translation for the name of this chapter, but until that point necessity forces the Chapter to be filed as the 'Mad Mamluks'.

-Notes on Administratum form 18.788-C, 'Entity With Proper Name Incompatible With Administratum Tilesets'

>>40785629
at least the sisters have a name in simple low gothic.

>>40785629
Our first writefaggotry!

>>40785673
True. But something tells me the Mamluks have their own name for them.

>>40785976
If you ask the Sisters what it translates to, they blush, mumble something about it not translating, and leave the room.

>>40786016
If pressed for information by an officer of high rank, they'll claim it roughly translates to "the holy wives" no one believes them, but no one bothers to call them on it

>>40785673
What is the name again?
Order of the Piercing Words?

What's their color scheme? Could we get a mockup?

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Is this Sisters off duty outfit?

>>40786355
I think it works.

>>40786355
Black robes for attack missions cause looking like moving shadows.

>>40786355
The ones in the Marines' territory, yeah. In the Sisters' beach and island territories it's more about the swimwear.

>>40786537
It does have a tropical look to it. Could work for either one really.

>>40786537
climate controlled, water based tactical suits. That are skin tight for important reasons.

>>40786514
>Off-duty

I'm pretty sure they just wear power armor on missions, right?

>>40786627
Ah, but what kind of power armor? What are the local differences?

>>40786355
Seems the Sisters are as much part of the eugenics program as they administrate it.

>>40786978
The Armour can be turquoise blue for that Atlantis feel, and of course they participate, where else are you going to get strong fit women wiling to participate in eugenics?

>>40787051
No, not the colour, the design itself. Any chainmail flanges, or whatever? I'm thinking it will be lighter and feature heat output valves disguised as wings and/or finneons.

>Eugenics participation
>realise this will make nearly all the Sisters brown within a few generations

>>40787488
Hmm...it comes to mind that there's only really one type of sisters power armor, as opposed to the multiple marks of space marine armor.

The robes on the armor should probably be blue at least, though I feel like we'd need different versions for the desert and ocean.

>>40787488
probably fin type protrusions and scale texture. chainmail is for the marines though. Also
>hating delicious chocolate
whats wrong with you man.

>>40787488
Are we still doing hoverboards for the Sisters?

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>>40787488
Well, if we were still going for vaguely Grecian, how about something like pic related?

>>40787605
I hope so, though it's mostly a question of what they're based on. Are they very small land speeders, or jump-packs strapped to a plank?

>>40787488
>Brown girls

That's my fetish.

>>40787640
http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Power_Armour#Ignatus_Power_Armour These? Connections with the Admech and/or archaeotech caches really come in handy.

>>40787663
The former, I'd say, trying to decide whether it should be a straight hover surfboard (with all the training and balance that requires) or be like Saren's hover-scooter from Mass Effect (which has a nice handle to hold on and steer with).

>>40787698
-It is known, it is known.-

>>40787860
Should definitely just be a surfboard. Sisters have skills.

>>40787488
There'd definitely be a fair amount of delicious brown Sisters from the eugenics, but they'd still recruit from the Hives they administrate, which would add a selection of vanilla to the spectrum.

>>40787860
Yeah. I think that sort of style of armor would work better, since it's mostly a chestplate and some extra bits on the limbs, rather than a full encasing. I think that fits better for the more tropical and less civilized themes we were going for.

While it does say it's only for the inquisition, I figured connections with Admech would be enough to rig something similar.

>>40787921
MmmHM. Thinking they should be called Katapharactoi, main weapons being light bolters and explosive-tipped lances. Definitely not meant for duels or other sustained engagements, much more hit-and-fade.

Also, I have visions of them holding surf-jousting practice and tournaments.

>>40788079
and the flamers? meltas? Was that ever decided or is the traditional weapon still undecided?

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>>40788119
I forgot those.

Maybe work it in with inferno pistols and handflamers? Zoom in close, burn, then zoom out.

>>40788119
!

Soar up, then, using the armoured plates of the skimmer as a shield, swoop down on the enemy. Idea is for gravity to the job for the burning fuel/heat stream.

>>40788119
I think we settled on Meltas, but that was pretty early on.

Still, I think zooming by and slagging vehicles works pretty well for them.

>>40788223
The jet bikes have flamethrowers so as the sisters crash through the waves in plumes of ocean spray, steam and fire.
And then burn down your fortifications.

>>40788344
At which point the Mad Mamluks roar in, tearing apart everything in their path with bolters, rockets, and power weapons. They only dismount when they need to charge into the central structures.

>>40788321
Driveby slagging. I like it.

>>40788438

So there you are, being a chaos warband looking to get some easy poon tang from beach babes, when fireballs being riden by chocolate sisters come out of the water and melt all your vehicles, then leaves. Then a bunch of marines on bikes show up, and eviscerate everyone not on fire in a minute flat. The ones on fire are then eviscerated with prompt diligence. thus ends the raid on the planet beach.

Quick question: What is the Arabic approximate of the word "God-Emperor"?

Longer question: Do we have a tradition of chants and ululations in battle? Because I think we should have one. I forget if we were supposed to quietly approach or not.

>>40788932
Google translate gives me this.

إله الإمبراطور

Babylon Translations gives me this.

إن شاء الله الامبراطور

As for the chants of battle, I'm not sure if we settled on that yet. I'm pretty sure with our siege warfare with an emphasis on speed the element of surprise is probably useful at the first skirmish, but after that it's just rushing like madmen.

>>40789140
Any chance of romanizing that?

>rush

So lots of screaming like madmen and angry ghosts once the element of surprise is gone.

>>40789208
of course. How else do you do a blitz siege.

Away from Chaos for a minute, do the Eldar conduct direct raids on the populations in the desert and to activate their devices, or do they do this remotely?

Come to think of it, was ours always a deserty murder-world?

>>40789477
We were debating about whether or not we were going to do a former Eldar paradise world, a chaos warband base or some other sort of thing.

>>40789564
Originally, an eldar paradise world, then it got blown to smithereens by chaos, then the imperium purged and moved in and now, the eldar want to turn it back into a paradise, the chaos wants their cool beach planet back and the imperium wants everyone else to fuck off. That seems reasonable.

>>40789664
Heh. All that's missing is another desert world in-system that's secretly a Tomb World.


Hm. Might have some writing for this...

>>40789664
Volleyball competition with Eldar and Sisters?

>>40785341
Sworn Swords?

>>40790879
>>40785629

Do keep all that in mind.
>>40790553
Sounds like an Elven trickery sort of thing.

>>40791071
First, its a friendly game of beach volleyball, then its a wet t-shirt contest and a free swim in bikinis. then they start stealing the men, ruining all the work put into the eugenics program.
They would also turn the deserts into lush forests and such. The bastards.

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>>40791138
I'm sure Big Daddy E could overlook such a thing.

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[Warning, I am not as swift a writer as I used to be.]

Warlock Cuchulan looked across the blasted wastes through sand and siltspray, his gaze hidden behind the wraithbone mask he wore. This world... this world had once been a beautiful haven for his kind. Cuchulan could see the visions of the past in front of him: Deep green trees and ferns, natural crystal fixtures to light the footpaths, roaring rivers filled with leaping fish and eel, and soft, loamy soil fit to nourish them all. Now, thanks to the meddling of the Mon'keigh and the Great Enemy, it was bare husk of its former self. Burned. Infested. Gutted. And then Infested all over again.

His lips quirked as he glanced down at the dozens of bodies strewn across the landscape. Each of them had died quickly and relatively painlessly, a small number of simple blackened holes burned through their critical organs. It was an easy fate that such near-animals deserved. Why, the planet was even kind enough to grant them a burial in this sandstorm. They had held themselves as their tribe's best warriors, so perhaps a tiny, infinitesimal degree of respect was acceptable... not enough to give them graves or Eldanesh-forbid a ceremony, but it was better for the world his top ranger's incendiary suggestion. Yes, that would be the way of things, the Mon'keigh put out of his and everyone else's misery, then swept under to feed the new Eldar haven-to-come. All he and his compatriots needed to do was clear out handful of villages the same way they had done here, and then this region of the planet could be cleared for the Healing. Conveniently, that would also allow the Warlock to establish a foothold, and assail the organized Mon'keigh forces on this world from there.

"Seer?"

A ranger appeared at his side, kneeling.

"We have finished distributing animal tracks, and are ready to depart."

Cuchulan nodded, then turned around.

"Onto the next village, then. Let us move with haste."

Has this thread been archived yet?

>>40791553
The ranger padded back his Vyper, joining the dozen others of his kind in rapid transport. Cuchulan leapt into the back of the raiding party's Wave Serpent, allowing himself to enjoy the moment's respite from heat and sand. The Wraithguards and their Seer nodded to him with a telepathic whisper as the craft began to move. They were a security measure and little more so far, but Cuchulan knew their presence as a comforting one. After all, what Mon'keigh force this side of the planet could stand against the convoy's might, let alone that of the ancients? The Astartes and their women would not be aware of what was going on yet. They could not be. Cuchulan closed his eyes to meditate.

And yet...

His eyes snapped open. He felt the disturbance of wind and sand long before he heard the muffled whine of far-off jets in the distance. The Warlock's teeth ground together. It had been going so well, this raid. He concentrated, bending the storm to his will. If the Mon'keigh wanted a fight, Cuchulan would be more than happy to show them the folly of their desire.

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>>40792021
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fehLYL4CCs What came to mind]
The Warlock looked to the elder Seer. Without moving, the Seer brought the Guard to attention. While a distinct possibility existed that the Mon'keigh would fail to catch them in this storm, it paid to keep caution. Cuchulan put his hand to the wall, watching the world outside. He looked beyond sand and silt to find his foes, past distance. Ten shapes, clad in glimmering steely mail and olive green ceramite. All of them on whistling contraptions which aped the Eldar's own jetbikes. Such vehicles were more formidable than the wheeled contraptions, but were still far from matching Eldar craft. They were traveling in the same direction as the sons of Eldanesh, at least two miles distance, keeping pace.

Cuchulan blinked, allowing himself a faint smile. The creatures had yet to see their convoy. They would have surely moved to attack already if they had known. Such was the way of the savages. The convoy adjusted accordingly to make a detour. Then it hit him. Cuculain looked Up, eyes widening as he reached out... Just in time for the vehicle's roof to melt and cave under a hail of molten particles. A Wraithguard tackled him out of the way just in time, only to lose a leg. Sand and molten glass flooded the Wave Serpent, joined by high shrieks and ululations from above and rising whine from the distance.

buxom brown Byzantine beach bikini bolter bitches burninatin' baddies but bangin' battle bros... brb, bunk

>>40784107
Maybe we're from the same sector. I'll bet we get along.

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>>40792429
Cuchulan steadied himself against the wall, drawing his witch blade and shuriken pistol to hand. Already the other Wraithguard and Seer were returning fire skyward, their star cannons hurling bright plasma through sand and melted wraithbone. The Warlock could hear his Vypers filling the air with shuriken and brightlance fire.

A hiss came from above, and the Wave Serpent hit the sandy ground with a reek of burnt plastic. Cuchulan compressed his mouth to a thin line, then, once it was clear that the transport would never rise again, he stepped out of the vehicle.

His shoes met the earth just in time for the Warlock to watch a Vyper be engulfed in searing fire from above. Guided by his power, he snapped up the pistol to discharge a shot. A barely audible grunt of surprise, and his target hit the ground. Dun robes over deep blue powered armor, gauze and something like a shawl over the helmet. One of the so-called Sisters. He looked some distance away to an armored hoverboard sticking out of the sand. It would not do to leave her alive (he could hear her heartbeat), even if she was insensate. He crept over, blade readied to tear her head from its shoulders.

Her hand out of sight whipped to upward before he was ready. Flaming promethium engulfed the Eldar along with a bellow of pious rage.

"MALIK'HU'AKBAR!"

>>40792657
Well, what are the odds of rolling similar chapters in less tan 24 hours?

>>40792952
Cuchulan stumbled backward with a yell of his own, cursing with a vehemence rarely heard from one of his position as he held the trigger down. With a hyper-localised psychic downdraft, the Warlock extinguished himself, then looked to the Mon'keigh. She was quite dead now. At least eight shuriken had spun into her chest and throat. Cuchulan's robes had been scorched down to the wraithbone armour, and a quick thought told him his mask had been similarly damaged. Luckily, his spirit stone had not been damaged.

Barely a minute had passed, and the engagement had already gone on too long. The Wave Serpent was down, four Vypers were smoldering heaps, and the rangers did not have nearly enough cover. Raising his arms skyward, the Warlock tapped into the psychic might of the Eldar. Up above, the sky turned black and crackles of lightning flared. Cuchulan was going to bring the storm down on the apes with hammering force and end things, then and there. Already the lightning strikes were forcing the Sisters to fly lower, away from escape and into the targeting range of plasma and laser.

It was then that the other factor of the scenario made its power clear. The Wave Serpent split in half under concentrated bolter and melta fire, and through its wreckage roared the jetbikes, the Adeptus Astartes upon them bellowing with just as much force. The rapidly melting hulk of a Wraithguard slammed down beside Cuchulan. He did not even have time to spare it a glance, nor issue an order to the Vypers, before a steely fist crashed into his helmet and the world went black.

>>40784520
What is normal sisterhood size?

>>40786355
No. That's traditional garb when it's time to copulate with a member of the Chapter. It is for the most part a solemn and extremely religious affair with days of prayer, fasting and ritual scarring beforehand for the Marine and days of prayer and ritual cleansing for the Sister.

When people hear that the Marines and sisters partake in sexual relations they always assume it to be something lewd and decadent. They are wrong.

By the by, I hope I'm not boring you with this writefaggotry. It's been a while since I've done it.

Just one more part, I think...

>>40793575
Writefaggotry is more than welcome, keep up Anon.

>>40793575
I'm liking it.

>>40793547
Best anon right here.

Excited to see what comes from this thread.

Keep up the great work /tg/!

>>40793444
The Warlock Cuchulan awoke some time later, his vision hazy and his head ringing. Where was he... Oh. Xan'adu, the Scoured Paradise. As his eyes focused, the first thing he saw was a great ceramite boot. Cuchulan goggled at the oversized piece of footwear, then as the neurons fired in his brain, goggled at the implications of his continued survival in the presence of that boot. Barely daring to draw breath, the Warlock looked up through the corner of one eyepiece. The steely giant towered over him, a green-robed and slender bundle in its metal-shod hands. With a gentleness and care that Cuchulan had never seen from an Astartes before, the Marine lowered the bundle to lie next to the Warlock. It was a ranger, Cuchulan's best, his eyes covered by Imperial coins, his jaw bound with a rag, and his arms folded in an attitude of peaceful repose over the bloody mess of his abdomen. The Warlock's confusion gave way to dread when he saw something missing from the display: the spirit stone.

Cuchulan tried to control his breathing, existential horror or no, he had no desire to join his brethren unless he could help-

"PEACE, alien. We know you yet live."

The unmistakable basso profundo of an Adeptus Astartes rattled the Warlock's bones and the psycho-plastic of his helmet. Cuchulan's heart stopped. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he felt a massive hand grab his side and pull him to a sitting position against an errant shard of wraithbone. It was then that the Warlock noticed his hands, which were reflexively trying to shield him from his imminent demise, were bound. He also noticed that he was still alive. This was growing more impossible by the second!

"What are you miserable creatures going to do to me?! What have you done with our-" He looked around; sure enough, every Eldar in peaceful repose was missing a spirit stone. "our stones?!"

A sound like rattling stones came from the giant. Its other fist unfolded, displaying at six glowing stones.

>>40793993
For the second time in so many minutes, the Warlock boggled. Then he gave up. With a sigh, Cuchulan looked at the Marine.

"...What do you want?"

By this time, eight of the Adeptus Astartes and at least twenty-four of the Battle Sisters surrounded him, some mounted, most not.

"To send a message to your superiors. We do not care what demented xenos logic is the cause of your campaign, Dar-al-Rashid is its name now, and we live here. We can and will mete out justice upon your race whenever it may tread here."

The Marine's fist closed around the stones.

"You have our Sisters to thank for the method of this message. We know how much you value these stones."

Cuchulan nodded, feeling faint. These fools had to know that this warning would not stop future incursions (aside from making them more cautious)...but the idea of continued living meant playing along, and that was the obvious choice.

"...Yes. I will make your message known to the Seer Council of my Craftworld, you have my... solemn oath. I... know you do not value our word much, but you have it."

The Marine (and the silver-crested Sister at his side) nodded, mutely... but did not relinquish the stones.

"...Are you holding my countrymen's souls as hostages?"

The silver-crested Sister stepped forward. Her voice was crisp, clear, and carefully modulated.

"No. Yours is the last one."

There was a loud click, and she placed the muzzle of a bolt pistol to his throat. Behind him, a ceramite-shod boot stamped on his ankles to still his legs, and an iron grip clamped down on his shoulder.

"We are sending them all together."

>>40794298
"What...but why?! You said I was to send a message!"

The Marine spoke once more, in tones which carried a note of finality.

"In the Name of the Immortal, Merciful, and Eternally Benevolent God-Emperor of Mankind, peace be upon Him, we pronounce you guilty of the unrighteous murders we have witnessed in the week past: Six hundred and sixty-four men, women, and children of the Quds'lani Desert tribes lie dead at your orders. WITNESS?"

As one, both Brothers and Sisters chanted.

"=IN HIS NAME, THE DEED WAS RECORDED AND WITNESSED.="

"For this grievous crime against citizen, Chapter, Sisterhood, and Imperium, we sentence you to death by field execution. By the combined weight of your crime and your loathsome kind, you are denied appeal. The law of the Emperor, peace be upon him, holds true. Have you a last request before you join your kin?"

Cuchulan stared in silent horror throughout the whole ceremony, shaking bodily by this point. There was no escape, not with so many here and watching. With a faint sigh, he nodded.

"Please, let me look upon the soil of this world without my mask. Let me see it with my own eyes as the last thing I see."

The Sister nodded, and a giant hand reached around to remove Cuchulan's mask.

"Granted. You have ten seconds to take it in, and prepare yourself, Now."

The Marines and Sisters parted, allowing Cuchulan an unimpeded view of the great expanse. The storm had subsided. With his keen eyes, he could see far into the distance, past great dunes, even unto the far shoreline. It had an odd sort of desolate beauty to it, now that he looked at it this way. Cuchulan abruptly realised that tears were running down his face. As the bolter clicked again, this time from his side, he felt no more malice.

"Are you content, Eldar?"

"...I am."

"Good. Peace be upon you."

CRACK

Aaaand FIN.
>bows
Hope you enjoyed it.

Someone archive this thread and create the next.

>>40794592
Good game good gamey game game

>>40794592
It's a lovely text, oh what a lovely text!

>>40795208
Hi IG-sempai~

>>40795214
Good thread, and good writing - I find it cool to have another /tg/-made chapter that is up to par with the best ones back then.

>>40795249
And to think this all started with a drunken game of poker...

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>>40795347
Its a lesson on why you should never play poker with the Emperor's Tarrot.

>>40795385
>Its a lesson on why you should never play poker with the Emperor's Tarot while your, markedly sober, advisers are listening.

>>40795393
I forgot to add "And taking notes."

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My try at the colour scheme, might be a bit too much gold.

>>40795591
Looks good to me.

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I also propose that all marines grow manly Mustaches/Beards, Pic very much related

>>40789140
Bit late, but...

Arabic is a language explicitly based on the language of the Koran. As such the concept of a God-Emperor would be a pain in the arse to express in it. That said, the last thread determined that the chapter venerates the Emperor not as a God, but as an ideal, so going full EMPEROR AKHBAR doesn't quite fit.

As I suggested up here,
>>40777970
'Malik' (master, leader, and ruler) is a good word for the Emperor as the Mad Mamluks see him. Or so it seems to me. And the calligraphy ملك is nice and compact so it could be worked into a pauldron or a purity seal or something.

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>>40795591

So i went a bit further and added a turban, this is btw my first time ever doing some image-editing so if anyone has critique id love to hear it.

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For the Mad Mamluk hive I am thinking of the name Ubar.

In the myth Ubar was swallowed by the sands like a very dry Atlantis. In the case of the Mad Mamluks it could be that the actually quite small visible hive is just the cap of a much larger structure buried deep beneath the sands and extending considerable distance into the distant bedrock. the visible cap is mostly used as the ground station for the orbital tether.

The presence of the tether is the reason the chapter is self funding as they take a cut of any business going up of down it. Although any chapter can requisition almost anything from the administratum they are lothe to do so as dependency on any other agency is distasteful at bet to superly humanly proud astartes. Despite the astartes cut it is way cheaper to accept the toll for surface to space transport than surface to space ship launch, the gravity well sees to that.

The mechaniucum own the station at the top. It is their domain, utterly and truly. A closed order. No one is allowed in and out is in theory a one way trip. In theory. They will probably accept back prodigal children unless they were irredeemable by their standards.

>>40796660
You are at least on par with official GW's official material, make of that what you will.

All in all I like it. A turban is no more or less stupid than putting robes over the armour.,

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This has already been done better:
http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Dune_Walkers

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>>40796793
This is nation rather than mysticism.

Although we are probably drawing from the same well.

Who was it who said there are only 7 stories and we just tell variations.

>>40796821
I'm just tired of seeing the same tropes with a few tweaks. We have a goddamn billion homebrew chapters that all need fleshing out.

>>40796830
Don't forget that this is actually a homebrew Sororitas order. The chapter is incidental.

>>40781720
>>40781859
>>40781906
I like the idea of intrigue, but I think this is too one-sided, even if the Marines are currently in the dominant position, they aren't idiots. They can push back as well, and have several advantages:
1. Marines live longer than normal humans, even sisters. The cannoness is usually the youngest, least experienced member of the council and tends to get replaced far more frequently. This makes building up a powerbase in the council extremely difficult.
2. The marines have recently increased cross training between the chapter and the order, especially in the early training stages. Given the relative rates of turnover, this mostly means that a lot of young impressionable sisters get extensive training by much older marine sergeants who have more combat experience then many of them will ever have.
3. The most promising of them are obviously selected for longer and more rigorous instruction by higher ranking members of the Chapter, with the most promising given occasional training by the CM himself.

Essentially, both sides have started influencing the next generation of the other's respective organizations. The sisters have a bit of a head start, but the slower turnover means that the Astarties are less vulnerable to this sort of operation. Ultimately, things will probably stay more or less the way they currently are, but heavy casualties by one organization could tip the balance as a generation would be promoted more quickly.

Ah, this thread is still here, nice.

>>40796793
>>40796830
>>40796821
>>40797264

Well then, we build on what we have in here.

>feels an odd sense of fulfillment from having written

>>40796716

I like this very much. But why oh why is it a closed order?

>>40797417

Thus generating a semi-ideal status quo for both sides.

>snickers
>I wish Sword-Sergeant al-Qasim would notice me...

>>40796793
>>40796821
>>40796830
>>40797264
Perhaps we should focus on the Sororitas then? Make them the main focus? We still haven't even established why the order was founded. Given these girls were formerly Dialogus, I'm thinking they found a prophecy, got worried, and decided to go Sisters of Battle to take care of the prophecy themselves.

How serious do we want the tarot game origin for all this to be? The fluff we have now basically makes the Order of the Piercing Words a female extension of the Mad Mamluks, limited only by their inability to bear geneseed. That seems a bit extreme for a relationship with such a silly origin.

Oh also, I should say, all that stuff about Imperial justice and the Emperor's law was taking from Islamic fiqh, or jurisprudence.

Might help both stand away from the Dune Walkers.

>>40797555
>Thus generating a semi-ideal status quo for both sides.
Yup. The sisters will eventually get a CM who was raised to respect and value his sister-vassals and remembers his long dead mother figures with respect. And the cannoness is going to be an experienced shrewd politician... who remembers the CM as her training sergeant.

>>40797599
Speaking of whom, I don't know anout you but for me the links in 1d4chan are dead for Dune Walkers

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>>40797789
Hnnh, I'm seeing the same thing. Did the threads get culled by accident or something?

>looks through the search function

Yeesh, they really are missing. We might have to put in links from the other archives.

Also, to the guy who called that bare-bones page "better done"... Are you serious?

>>40797577
>>40797577
>How serious do we want the tarot game origin for all this to be? The fluff we have now basically makes the Order of the Piercing Words a female extension of the Mad Mamluks, limited only by their inability to bear geneseed. That seems a bit extreme for a relationship with such a silly origin.

Easy. That fateful game of drunken tarot occured half a millenium ago or somesuch. The Marines and the Sisters have since grown into the tight-knit organization described in the thread.

They still forbid drunken gambling very strictly.

>>40797577
The sororitas are indeed in need of some more focus.

Maybe they did not found a prophecy but the order was founded to maintain an ancient library (perhaps even containing transcripts of some of the most ancient terran Greek and Arabic texts.) However constant eldar/chaos pressure forced the reformation into an order of battle sisters.

>>40798786
I figured they had the same purpose as the Mad Mamluks: to murder things the Imperium needs murdered.

>>40798786
As in something like the Library of Alexandria?

>>40798943
That's the famous one that everyone flips their shit over, but the Imperial Library of Constantinople was arguably as impressive, and it would preserve the Greek theme. There was also the Pandidakterion, the University of Constantinople. So some sort of preservation-and-passing-along-of-knowledge roll would fit the theme, as well as make sense with their Order Dialogus roots - a big part of the Library of Constantinople was the preservation of documents written in dead or unknown languages.

>>40798204
hmm... How long do rich humans live in 40K? I'm wondering if we want a few sisters still around who remember the time before the bet.

>>40799118
There's no real limit on age from what I can gather, it just takes increasing amounts of wealth and connections to stave off the reaper. An important member of a minor SoB Order could see maybe two, three hundred years.

>>40799118
I thought that people lived to be around 200 in 40k. Assuming you died of old age and not of the horrors of everything else.

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Okay, different guy than >>40791553 (loved your story!), so lets have some more writefagging, tell me if you guys want to hear more of this.

Across the lonely deserts rumbled a Chimera transport, flanked all around by a dozen open bedded trucks filled with men. The convoy was peeling towards columns of smoke in the distant, a small nameless village where Heretics had set up camp. The presence of a natural water spring was it’s only reason for existence, seeing as the settlement was so far away from any inhabited spire. For the past few weeks, the local militia had been sweeping through the streets, but it seemed for every block they pushed inwards, another cell of infernal settlers would crop up behind captured lines. But the campaign had been going well, despite the heavy casualties amongst the Emperor’s forces.

Inside the Chimera, ten Guardsmen from the urban coastline were prepping their gear, cleaning their stubbers and autoguns, shoving magazines and grenades into various pouches. Their flak armor plating was more fluid in contour than those of the typical regiments, resembling smoothed beach glass.

The one Guardsman by the door to the driver’s compartment softly played a guitar, gentle chords filled the cabin, barely coming above the guttural drone of the vehicle. The squad’s sergeant and corporal were huddled together pouring over a map in their seat. One trooper was adjusting his helmet, a streamlined headpiece with integrated short range vox and tinted eye visor.

>>40799450
He looked up and over into the corner of the transport at the Sister of Battle who had pulled them from basecamp, giving a shy smile before directing his attention back to his equipment. In the back of his mind he thought about how her skin tone looked like rich coffee with equal parts milk in it. She gave a tired smile back, closing her hazel eyes and breathing out slowly. She ran a gloved hand through short cropped raven hair, clippered short on the sides and spiked forward into a faux-hawk. She adjusted in her seat, deep blue armor creaking, pulling her black robes over her shoulders. Her feet brushed past her helmet on the floor, which had ribbed fins along the top, the surface layered in a wide fish scale pattern which matched her armor.

“Brother Trooper,” she sighed, her voice brassy with a hint of a High Gothic accent, “Is this your first combat mission?”

“Sister Ophilia, it is,” he said nervously. It was the first time he had ever personally spoken to a Sororitas, although one had spoken at his commencement ceremony at the infantry academy.

“Don’t worry, Kleos, remember your training, blah blah blah, just don’t shit yourself and you’ll live,” chuckled out Sergeant Baptiste as he looked up from his map, then looked back down continuing, “We’re just flushing some cult fucks, an easy cherry popper mission for you if you ask me.”

The Sister adjusted again in her seat, Kleos looked over. There was something odd about her demeanor when the Sergeant said they were “just flushing.”

“Then why send in us Hoplites?” he said, looking out a view port at the surrounding Samiel Militiamen. They were wrapped in loose cloth and had old patchy armor strapped to themselves. Baptiste cleared his throat as he began to speak.

>>40799470
“I have other objectives, Brother Kleos, you fine boys are my escort,” Ophilia said, cutting off the sergeant, her eyes still closed, “Don’t worry, you won’t get involved if things go well.”

Baptiste wanted to ask ‘And what if it doesn’t?’ but already knew the answer, and knew better than to pester too far. There was something soothing in the way the Sisters used the word ‘brother’ in regards to Guardsmen, in contrast to the barking harshness used when speaking to Astartes. His hands got clammy as a flicker of temper ran through his gut thinking about the Astartes. Up until the last few hundred years, ‘Dulichium’ had been a fine name for the planet, not whatever Hajjistan name they co-opted from their beloved desert tribals. They had no concept of the high culture that his people and the Sisters shared. They had no idea how righteous it was to be busting surfboards in the sun. The train of thought was lost amidst a series of rapid clicks as the trooper next to him racked the slide of his sidearm several times over to check its action.

(continue?)

>>40799489
>(continue?)
(continue)

>>40799568
Okay, I have a little work to do, but I'll continue this for sure (shore, get it?)

I'll keep going in a little bit and see what else you guys think up of in the meantime.

>>40799641
Good luck

So to expand on the sisters, so far we've been treating them as a single organization that basically all have the same outlook. I think we should add a few internal factions, and have some proposals.
The Equalists: Basically want full equality between the sisters and the Mamluks, although some would prefer to see them gone entirely. Generally considered a radical minority (and the hardliners are considered lunatics/traitors), their exact numbers are unknown, but are definitely more prevalent among the older and higher ranking sisters. Distrusted by the Moderates, and considered borderline (or not so borderline) traitors by the loyalists. There is at least one high ranking sister who is seriously embittered and may go full traitor in her efforts at reform.
The Moderates: More or less want the status quo, believe that the push and pull between the Marines and the Sisters is beneficial, but seriously trying to undermine the Marines is verboten. Substantial majority in the upper ranks, smaller but still large majority among the younger sisters. Considered spineless yes women by the Equalists, and somewhat uppity by the Loyalists.
The Loyalists: Believe that the tarrot game was an expression of the Emperor's will, and thus it is the duty of the order to serve the marines. Tend to support the Marine's political power at the expense of the order, and some bleed over into outright worship. More common in the younger ranks, but have a few adherents in command positions. Considered misguided by many moderates (though plenty have sympathy for the tarot part of their beliefs), and sluts by the Equalists.

>>40799450
>>40799470
>>40799489
Do continue. Much more casual Guardsman flavor going for this one (with a few twists).

And thank you.
spoiler/You're the Brown-girl Anon, aren't you?/spoiler

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>>40800258
Splendid!

>>40800301
Haha, no, I'm the anon who thought of the fluff to go with the IG allies. I want to develope some of the background culture, especially of the sea faring peoples, since everyone seems to be concentrating on the desert Space Marines.

But I do like brown girls....

>>40801241
I personally think you should tone down on the idea of the Marines being pushy newcomers. They've been around for 500 years or so.

>>40801241
If you're going to talk about the sea, make sure you include the dead areas. Ecosystems rely on nutrients from the shore or from vents and undercurrents. Some areas will to the sailors might as well be deserts.You can if you want include things like since the oceans are so incredibly fickle and violent that people wishing to traverse the stars have to make a global treck across the mega ocean.

>>40801241
do it fgt.
No, seriously. Do it.

>>40800258
This sounds good, and bears expanding. I assume the Loyalists are the ones who take the "Holy Wives" name the Mamluks have given them best (and/or actually like it).

Among the Equalists, I'm guessing the ones who want the Marines gone entirely would be another faction if they could help it, and so are more closeted about it.

Come to think of it, would this Order have Hospitaller and Famulous branches, among others? The former would be due to their responsibility of administration in
the cities (and therefore public health), and the latter, well, are known for their involvement in guiding and moulding people. Sounds like they'd have an important role in the eugenics program.


>>40801241
Heh. Go on. But I concur with the other anon: these Marines have been here for quite some time. Keep that in mind.

>>40799118
>>40799185
>>40799181

Inquisitor Voke was about 750ish. He was considered old as balls even by other Inquisitors.

Theoretically in 40k there is no upper limit to how long a human can live for if you are rich enough and prepared to go through enough shit. Every single piece of the human body can be replaced with grafts and cybernetics. Even the brain can be replaced one very little piece at a time.

Its just that your likely to die of something giving out that you can't do without long enough for medical intervention eventually.

As we are dealing with the warriors of humanity in this case its likely that they will either die in battle or live long enough to retire and have the cumulative effects of their stresses and injuries catch up with them.

>>40801612
As far as the Astartes go, I defer to this fact: people still get pissy about the Constantinople vs Istanbul. Time heals many wounds, but grudges stick around.

I think there should be some minor passive or dick ways that the Space Marines continue to piss off the IG, which only strengthens the Sisters-IG alliance. Not enough to cause revolt in any way, but enough that they have a begrudging respect/submittance to their overlords.

>>40801612
>Among the Equalists, I'm guessing the ones who want the Marines gone entirely would be another faction if they could help it, and so are more closeted about it.
The Equalists basically have to be discreet and not air their views too publicly. If they do start mouthing off in public, they tend to face an internal order disciplinary hearing. The Equalists usually do some relatively minor penance for the first offense. The Separatists get summery execution for inciting rebellion. The Marines know they exist, but are basically content to let their political power wane as the last remnants of the pre-bet generation die off and those they trained retire rather than cracking down and inspiring more replacements. Not to say that they don't have new recruits, but the Loyalists will probably outnumber them in the upper ranks in 50 years to a century. Unless something changes of course.

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I'm seeing the Sisterhood as having expand and branched out. It is primarily, and on the ecclesiarchy records, a militant order but that seems like a designation given for legal reasons.

They also run hospitals, orphanages, educational institutions as well as about half the religious establishments. This came about when they realized that way more girls were wanting to serve the Emperor and His Imperium than they had suits of powered armour for. Also most of them would have been awful warriors. But they had other talents and aptitudes that could be of use.

The High Abbatissa is, and always will be, picked from the militant convents. Although the non-combatants now outnumber the combatants they were just an add-on to a much older order of warrior order. If they object and chafe under this arrangement then they can fuck off and start their own little order. Some even have done.

This is probably not something the main body of the Ecclesiarchy would approve of but the legal exemptions granted to them from having their HQ on a space marine homeworld are proving useful.

Pic related is the Planetary administrative capital. It is a small hive and like the other hive mostly empty unless the orks want to besiege the planet again.,

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>>40799489
The sound of metallic clicks and crass jokes mixed with the gentle strumming of the guitar, all layered over the grumbling of the Chimera, Ophilia could feel herself drifting into another world as she calmed herself, preparing her spirit for the task at hand. That spot in your soul, where no one can touch you, where there is nothing outside of the Emperor’s grace.

The powdery sand under her feet. The waves crashing in the background.

In the distance of her mind there was some noise, some disturbance.

The sun’s warmth upon her face. The laughter she heard all around her.

“Sister Ophilia?” she heard distantly.

Her father’s hands, how they were big enough to wrap all the way around her waist.

She could almost see his face, she could almost see his smiling face.

“Sister Ophilia?”

Her eyes opened and tracked over, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “Yes, Brother Sergeant?”

“We’re almost there, my men are doing their final gear check,” Baptiste said, his eyes looking down as he became aware that her posture became slightly dour as she looked his way.

“Good,” she said as she swiftly picked up her helmet, looking it in the eyes. The tension in her eyes faded, she stroked the fleur de lis emblazoned on the forhead.

“Sister, would you mind leading us in a prayer?” she heard one of the troopers say with caution. She looked around the cabin, all ten sets of eyes fixed on her, a hint of pleading coming from some of them. She shifted in her seat, nodding, trying to give a reassuring smile to the men under her care and command.

>>40802330
“Brothers, sons of Dulichium, join me in prayer to our God-Emperor,” she said softly. As she was closing her eyes, she saw them reach out and embrace each other around the shoulders as they closed their eyes. She hesitated at first, her hands instinctively going to make the sign of the Aquila, but she reached over and touched the shoulder of the trooper next to her, her other hand reaching out to embrace the grasping hand of the trooper opposite the transport. She closed her eyes and cleared her throat.

“Adore the Immortal Emperor,
“For He is our Protector”

“Admire the Immortal Emperor,
“For His sacrifice to Mankind”

“Exalt the Imortal Emperor,
“For His strict Guidance”

As she continued to pray out the charges of the Emperor’s Prayer, she could start to hear the men join in, one faintly at first. As the charges issued forth, the entire group had found themselves issuing forth the litanies in unison. Their voices clear, but filled with a palpable weight. But she could feel how she, and all of them, was swept up in the Emperor’s grace in this moment. And so, the charges went forth one after the other, until they had all reached the last lines.

“Worship the Immortal Emperor,
“for without Him we are Nothing.”

As the sound of their collective voices tapered off into the din of machinery, she could feel her hands and theirs upon each other. She emerged from the moment, her eyes meeting the opening eyes of those around her, each quietly giving thanks to her and to their Savior of Holy Terra for this day He had given them.

>>40802150
How spread out is the order anyway?

>>40801612
>>40802128
So basically, we have an increasingly marginalized, and slowly radicalizing political faction? That sounds like it could go horribly horribly wrong. Excellent.
Also, we need to give the Loyalists a political goal to work towards. Maybe they think the Abbatissa should be selected by the Marluks?

>>40789208
God-Emporer would be Ilah-Imberatoor

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>>40802386
Prevalent or at least present across the entire globe. Or at least the super continent as thats the only place anybody lives in any real numbers and maybe a few of the less tiny islands.

Mostly they stick to the beaches and coastal areas. This is because almost everywhere inland is at best barley inhabitable.

They built a hive on and carved out of a mountain to the point where there isn't much actual mountain left, just hive. This has the largest single concentration of them.

I'm imagining the population of the planet as being somewhere between 0.75 and 1.5 billion. The Sisterhood, if you were to count all the different divisions, novices, orders that broke away but are still on good terms, non-militants and the retired ones would certainly be in the tens of thousands.

This outnumbers the Marines and their serfs considerably. Even if you go with the upper estimations on the number fudging the marines do.

The mechanicus allies of the sisters in their ship yard on the other end of the orbital tether out number both of them put together but are loathe to get involved with the actual workings of the world beneath them. They don't give a fuck who runs the Doulichion, they don't give a shit if its been renamed Dar-al-Rashid they have their own name in their own language they teach to no other, they don't care if the which one of the two hives is designated the planetary capital, they don't care who is screwing who and who is screwing who over, They just want to be left the fuck alone at the top of their tether to build high performance space ships for people whose names they scrub from their minds.

The sisters have a far more hands on attitude to running the planet than the Marines. The Marines are rulers where as the Sisters are governors.

>>40802721
So, do the sisters or the Marines have off planet holdings?

>>40802882
The Marines must have whatever they have before they got this planet.

>>40802882
It would be interesting to explore stations or outposts on the other planets of the system.

On one of the outer planets without an atmosphere there should be a temple of silence, where no one is allowed to talk, outside of prayers, psalms, and hymns, a place of spiritual cleansing.

and maybe spiritual jiggity jiggity as well

>>40802882
>>40802900
>>40802942

The marines might not have had anything before they got the planet. They might have been given it as they were founded. Or the planet might have been given to their parent chapter during the founding who then gave it to the fledgling chapter to get them started.

The off world outposts should remain few and far between. Its mostly the domain of the Mechanicus and even then its mostly just prospectors and miners getting raw materials for the ship yard.

Saying that I like the idea of a the Station of Silence. Maybe they keep the psykers off world. Perhaps they see them as something like the ancient Greek oracles.

>>40803065
And when they explode like party favors into demons and horrors of the warp, it makes it easier to contain.

We could have a DOOM-esque side quest.

>>40803065
>The marines might not have had anything before they got the planet.
They got the planet 500 years ago. They've existed for far longer than that.

>>40802379
As the somberness faded and the wisecracks began to start up again, she picked up her helmet a second time and slid it over her head. Underneath she smiled as she thought about how her helmet always messed up her hair. What a thing to think on the edge of glory.

Sergeant Baptiste got up from his seat, knocking on the door to the driver compartment. A small window opened up to the squinting of a Technical Sergeant, “What’s up Bappy?”

“How long ‘til we get there?” Baptiste responded. He looked through the view port and front windshield. They had already been passing through the outlying buildings of the settlement. The air outside was tinged with the smoke they had earlier seen only as distant columns.

“Two minutes until we’re at the drop off point,” the co-driver shouted from up further. Baptiste nodded, and thudded the door twice to turn around as the metal window closed.

“Two minutes everyone!” he shouted, the men stirring into a frenzy. He looked over at Ophilia, who gave a small nod from her relaxed slouch.

She watched him tend to his men, checking equipment and battledress. A diligence she saw pretty universal across the Hoplites, especially the enlisted leaders. Even between the enlisted and commissioned officers, there was a casual jocular kinship, one which drove off world commissars to near constant conniption fits.

The cabin shifted as the vehicle slowed to a halt, the internals of the hulk grinding into silence. Ophilia roused from her seat and went to the back hatch, throwing it open with a shout, “Okay boys, it’s time to move!”

>>40801881
>people still get pissy about the Constantinople vs Istanbul

I think you mean Byzantium.

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>>40803267
Maybe they were nomadic.

>>40803811
Okay, but even nomads normally have resources that support their nomadic lifestyle. Planets they can recruit from. Ways to make spacebucks to pay the repair bills, and so on.

>>40802379
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-XMydhFXFk Got this playing during that. In general, I think Eastern/Greek Orthodox chants and themes are good base for much of Dulichium's Imperial Cult.

>>40802721
I suppose the deserts contain mere tens of thousands, total?
Also, don't the Mechanicus provide ample equipment to the Sisters and Marines (including, apparently, a highly portable Ordinatus)? What do they get out of that partnership?

>>40802942
>>40803065
That reminds me, how much of a fleet do you reckon the Mamluks and Sisters combined have? DO Sororitas have their own fleets?

>>40803886
Maybe they were down on their luck when that card game landed them the planet of the hot beach babes and came to that world with nothing very much save some busted up old ships. That world was given to them as divine providence.

>>40803886
Perhaps they were gifted this planet after purging it from Chaos?

Like the originally recruited from about this neighborhood thanks to their assignment, but they saved the planet and decided to settle on it after bringing it back into the fold.

>>40804087
the sisters owned the place before they showed up.
>>40804071
that's really boring honestly

>>40804071
>>40804087
>>40804111
How about if they were given the world after their good performance in a crusade against Chaos?

>>40803373
She vaulted into the bright light of the sun, grainy sand spraying away as her boots struck the earth. She looked around and saw the various trucks and jeeps spilling militiamen into the streets, each armed with an old stubber, a few with long tubular rockets. Their language was more musical than the harsh grunts of Low Gothic. As they poured out, they rushed towards the interior of the settlement and into the sound of distant yet constant gunfire and explosions.

She moved away from the Chimera, giving the Guardsmen room to pile out with marked coordination. The clattering of their gear and the stamps of their boots circled around her as they took up positions behind the vehicle into two lines of men, four deep behind both the sergeant and corporal. She looked over the group and stretched her legs. She walked between the two groups and up to the side of the Chimera. She grabbed a hand rung on the side of the vehicle and boosted herself up, grabbing at a piece of equipment strapped to the roof.

As she came down, she pulled with her a long surf board equipped with hover repulsors. It was deep yellow with lime stripes and white detailing, it was freshly waxed and glinted brilliantly in the sun. She turned around to face the city, loudly proclaiming “Surfs up!” as she started into a sprint.

She could hear the loud hoots and cheers of the men behind her, following step as they sprinted into the maelstrom of shattered buildings and smoldering craters.

>>40804057
The Mechanicus mostly just do ships and ship parts. They make shit for the sisters because the sisters have always been so useful when it comes to fucking up Dark Mechanicus sects, clearing space hulks and other such things that they don't really want to do but everyone expects them to for some reason. To this end they provide them with gear.

The Mechanicus provide these johnny-come-lately astartes with gear because so long as the astartes stay they get to exploit taxation loopholes and can politely tell Mars to fuck off.

I really like imagining this sect of the Mechanicus being run by someone like Bernard Black from Black Books.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZVDr4r9HEw

>>40804173
They won it in the card game that got the sisters.

>>40804313
This.

It is at one and the same time the greatest moment in their history that marked their luck turning form shit to gold and the one they least like to talk about.

>>40804348
They still needed to have something to wager in the game. They certainly shouldn't have their own Ultramar, but they should have something to make them not totally dependent on the one planet.

>>40805001
Battle Barge or other large vessel, perhaps in need of a major refit and now parked in orbit getting a thorough overhaul from the AdMech

Now did the Chapter Master beat the Ecclesiarch's full house with a straight flush or was one of them bluffing?

>>40804186
As they plunged deeper into the city the sound of gunfire grew louder. Ophilia slowed down, raising her hand to the men behind her. They spread out to hide behind various broken walls and burned vehicles. Ophilia gingerly put a building corner between her and the sound of distant automatic weapons fire. She turned to see Baptiste jogging over to her while keeping his head low.

“Combat zone?” he said quickly. He scanned the area, noticing that many of the bullet marks on the walls about him were fresh.

“Yeah, combat zone,” she answered just as quickly. She gripped her board in one hand, and pulled out a bolter pistol with another. With a cautious glance she peaked around a corner. The bodies of half a dozen militiamen were strewn about the street beyond the building, some of the bodies looked a few days old, but others looked like they had just fallen. She looked down the cross street that intersected and saw an old administration building, all the windows were busted out with desecrated Imperial flags hanging out some of the windows. A small glint of light caught her eye coming from one of the upper floors

“Shit” she gasped out as she wrenched her head back. A moment later the stone corner where her head had been sprayed into dust as a bullet ricocheted off and sailed into a wall behind her. She looked back at her squad, seeing as they shifted uneasily behind their covers of varying thickness. Baptiste inched even further into the side street behind the building.

“Suggestions?” she said softly to the Sergeant.

“Pop smokes, then Costas and Sotiropoulos will rush in, laying covering fire so we can get across the side street,” he rattled off loud enough so the others could hear.

Ophilia looked back, the two men with squad action stubbers both gave a thumbs up from behind their spots.

“As it is spoken, as it is done,” she barked out, “I saw him on the fifth floor, three windows from the right. Show him the Emperor’s love!”

>>40804313
Why make it a distinct thing? Maybe it was just serendipity while they were working things out with their new Sisterhood.

"Oh hey, you don't have a planet? Our planet has a supercontinent-sized desert full of murderbeasts and insanely tough nomadic tribes, is that the sort of thing you're into?"

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>>40805243
I think like this.
>>40805561
Already established fluff.

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>>40805450
“Grammatico, Kobra, smoke out the intersection around the corner, then when I say go, we all go,” said the Sergeant.

The two men got up and went past the Sergeant and Sororitas, leaning around the corner to throw their smoke grenades. First one, then the other. As the second trooper felt the grenade leave his hand, he felt a burning punch in his shoulder as a shot rang out. As smoke poured out into the streets, he laid there thrashing and screaming.

“Oh fuck!” the trooper next to him cried as he drug him back behind the cover of the corner by his feet.

“Shit what do we do?” one of the troopers said in a panic.

“Keep calm,” Baptiste said in a stern but quiet tone. The others calmed down a little as Ophilia rushed over to the injured man.

“Hush, shush,” she said, laying a hand on the man’s cheek, laying down her surfboard and bolter. She looked over his injury, a clean shoulder wound. She placed a firm hand on the bleeding, pushing her weight into it to slow the blood. Then she looked around the corner, the entire intersection was filled with smoke, a few futile cracks of a rifle heard shooting through the cover at nothing in particular.

“Now’s your time to go,” she said looking at Baptiste.

The Sergeant looked down at his groaning trooper, kneeling besides him, “We’re going to patch you up, don’t worry.”

“No, we aren’t,” Ophilia answered sternly, she could see the panic set in the downed trooper’s eyes.

“What?” Baptiste barely stammered out.

“You’re going across the smoke. Right now, I am going to patch up Brother Trooper, I’ll join you after I’m done. Secure the area, that which you can,” she said, her mouth pursed together.

“Alright,” Baptiste said in a tired voice, then shouting to the others, “C’mon, let’s move! Now!”

>>40806312
She watched as the boys ran into the smoke, clattering and stomping. She looked down at the trembling man in her arms, ‘Grammatico’ was stitched on his name tag. She pulled a small medical kit off his person, popping it open with her free hand. She pulled a small syringe of morphine and stuck it into his good shoulder. In moments, his pain seemed to dull.

“We’re all across!” she heard as a distant yell.

Ophilia pulled out the man’s canteen and swiftly pulled her hand from his wound. Blood gushed out. She dumped water on both the entry and exit wound then pulled out the powdered clotting agent from the kit. After that, she packed the wound and wrapped it tightly. For now, it was under control. As she laid him up against the wall, she could hear him softly whimpering “Thank you Sister..”

She looked him over, nodding, “Can you walk?”

Grammatico nodded, his eyes looking bleary, but stable.

“Then you can make it back to the Chimera. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?”

The trooper nodded and reached out his good hand. Ophilia grabbed it and pulled him to his feet. She patted him on the cheek, “Keep in radio contact, let us know when you make it to the Chimera. If you see any militiamen, have them help you. Okay trooper?”

>>40806341
“He’s stable! Coming over now!” she yelled as she scooped up her bolter and hoverboard.

“Should we provide-?” she could hear Baptiste yell.

“No!” she nearly scream, running at full sprint into the intersection as she jumped onto the hoverboard, flopping prone as if she were paddling towards a wave. She heard the crack and whiz of a bullet sail by her, she weaved and bobbed across the street, bullets failing to find their mark. She could see her squaddies hurtling towards her, or really, her towards them. They piled out of the way as she dumped over behind the building they were stationed behind. The board fell to the ground, skidding into the wall.

“He’s okay, he’s okay,” she stammered as she stood up, picking up her board. She noticed the shocked looks of the men as she brushed the dust off her armor. Slowly, as she patted down her black cloak, she came to realize the number of bullet holes that had been put through the dark fabric. She look up, softly saying, “And I’m okay, too.”
She set down her surfboard, pushing a button on the control console to engage its hover function. As it rose into the air, she stepped aboard and swung her light weight bolter off her back and into her arms.

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>>40784846
>something something "Ribbed for her pleasure"

>>40806356
Should I continue this? Anyone have a continuing interest in the story?

Also, should we make a new thread now that the bump limit is reached?

>>40808023
Still here and interested.

Page 8 so new thread soonish I guess.

>>40808023
continue it. I like it,

>>40808127
>>40808133
Oh man, thank you guys. As a writer I get those artist insecurities.

Any suggestions or feedback so far?

>>40808159
Hoversurfboard is almost too radical, which I guess is really just right for 40k.

>>40808205
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hLIXrlpRe8
This is my response and justification to its inclusion.

Also, these are byzantine bikini beach babes, of course they have hovering surf boards.

has someone archived this yet?

>>40808023
Go on, ye second writefag. Tread in my footsteps, that we may bring our new children more stories.

>>40808319
GENERATE NEW THREAD, HURRY.

I'll go for the archive.

Oh wait, archived already.

>>40808354
Ugh let me come down from my tequila drink. I have an idea for how the story ends. Actually I know exactly how it ends. It feels so good to write.

>>40808403
QUICK, PUT IN MORE QUARTERS INTO THE MACHINE

>>40808403
Done
>>40808475

Do the sisters refer to the Emperor as Basileus?

>>40808481
YEE HAW! LET US RIDE!

...And, uh, if possible, can someone get screencaps of the writefaggotry to post over there? I have no idea how you do that.