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>>54499323

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Terrible fanfiction for people that couldn't care about Eldar if they wouldn't provide them with wank-material done by "fan"-artists that don't have a clue about the lore either. Some of you even actively hate Eldar Your Monkeigh-shit is an insult to the race you waifu.

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>>54499323
>>54499442
Tell me where that Haemonculi touched you.

>>54499733
Why?

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>>54499303
>>54499397
Aww, that's adorable.

But seeing how eldar outlive the humans by so much, I foresee a lot of mother-on-son/grandson/great-grandson incest in that family's future.

>>54499831

Their butthurt

>>54500816
>>Lilith/Avitus
W-What?

>>54501644
>>54501721
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Hesperax%27s_Pet

https://1d4chan.org/wiki/The_Princess_of_Commorragh

The first one is NSFW. Also this Avitus is a OC and not the one from Dawn of War.

If guilliman had a child with his eldar waifu would the imperium lose their shit?

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>>54502428
It will be the beginning of EldMan®™ Race

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>>54502428
Vulkan Probably comes back again to provide Blackup, because of that one time he had to burn an Eldar/Human world where they got along during the Crusade because Daddy said so. The Salamanders now fight for love and friendship. It's fucking great really.

Also, people forget Gulliman also has that Sister of Battle at his side, so if anything, she'd go batshit Yandere insane and attempt to kill Ynnari because she didn't get to win da Gulimanbowl

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>>54499323
>meme
It happened before.

It will happen again.

>>54499303
>tfw I partially finished a continuation of LCB before finding out that somebody had already done it
Feels bad man.
Also feels bad that they made Taldeer into a wraithknight.
I will pretend that this did not happen and everything is okay.

>>54504267
>>tfw I partially finished a continuation of LCB before finding out that somebody had already done it
Do you mind posting it?

>>54504267

Hey, keep writing LCB continuations by all means-- I've yet to find one that completely convinced me. (The one at the bottom of the 1d4chan page is a truly valiant effort and I'm still genuinely impressed, but my suspension of disbelief finally broke when LIIVI was caught *standing over the Eversor's body.* Where's the kaboom!?)

>>54504325
>>54504363
Alright, I'll post what I've written if there's some interest.

Preface:
There are two notes which should be made about the way I wrote this.

The first component is stylistic - I wanted to emulate the style of the author to the best of my ability, to do it justice. Make it into a worthy continuation. Accord the story with the respect. For better or worse I am a massive faggot who takes his writing way too seriously.

The second component is where I chose to begin, which flies in the face of what I just stated. Herodotus began at the very word where Thucydides left off. I had the hubris to choose where I began. I began shortly after the beginning of chapter 8. Come the appearance of the Sponge Weed house, I had a feeling that the author was growing tired of the story. Things started moving fast, and the ensuing events contrasted starkly with the rest of the work. It seemed out of place compared to the rest, and it felt rushed in its construction. As Taldeer said early the story, trying to end it now rather than end it right. By the time I sensed some hesitation in the pen of the author, they had already written themselves into a corner. Perhaps I am wrong to make such assumptions. Maybe I’m misreading the work. Perhaps that outcome was planned all along, and I missed the hints.

But that isn’t my gut sense as a writer. I have done my best to continue in the spirit of the first 7 chapters. The result is longer, and not necessarily in line with DoW canon. If this bothers you, then you probably wouldn’t enjoy it. There are also areas where, like most writers for 40k, I fill in the blanks in lore with my own speculation. I tried to supply sections with similar detail to the original.

All that said, on we go. I'll start with the beginning of chapter 8, and then note where it is that my work beings.

>>54504345
Bad feel.

>>54504708
I should have left him there. He had served his purpose.

He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly.

Why? I know not.

He is nothing more than a pathetic human.

An inferior race.

A mon-keigh.

But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier.

I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found.

He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down.

But I will save him.

Why? I know not.

He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself.

The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

>>54504757
Battle still raged behind them. Far off, in walls of steel and concrete, trenches of dirt and burning promethium, space marine and ork reveled in fire and bolter. Taldeer stopped a moment, breathing in and out, her lungs burning. She held the human over her shoulder, his feet still dragging in the snow. His rifle sheath, with frost covering it. She looked around. Disputed territory. Ork banners held up, some burnt, some empty, some shattered and buried under the snow. Exhortations of war broken and buried under the white blanket. The Vindicare beside her coughed, tensing for a moment, his hand digging into her own- then he slackened again. The blood warmth washed over her side again. She had no need to watch the skein of fate to see that survival was improbable. She was needed elsewhere. She shouldn't die, freezing, clinging to a weaponized man. She shifted his weight again, and pulled forward with her spear, panting again as she passed under twenty meter high declarations of war, pulling through the winter.

>>54504785
"Inquisitor." Inquisitor Madek snorted sharply, blinking away the sleep. He frowned. He was cold. He should have packed more clothes than just a cassock. An idiotic desire to empathize with the guardsmen perhaps. "I've heard tell that cleanliness is one of the signs of divinity,"

Madek roused, sitting up, slipping on an ill fitting gentle smile, "I don't think I have to fear any usurpation here. What is it, Felix?"

"The storm," Felix pointed out to the wall, where some diodes sputtered, "The corpus mechanica would be better served if I-"

"I can barely give a damn, we're on the road to the spaceport, we can get it fixed there."
"That's another thing," Lieutenant Ardrin, resembling nothing more than a big black fly came into the room, holding a buzzing comm, "The city, currently our forces command it and will be reinforced, but, the agents of Chaos are attacking it. They hold the entrance to the city we're heading for." Veteran soldiers. No courage, no faithful bone in their body they. Merely the survivors, benefit of the brave souls of the Emperor's truest servants. A fine degree of cowardice uncaught by commissar, that's all that experience breeds. They that survive are just rewarded for their base desire of living. Disgusting.

"I believe we'll be fine," Inquisitor Madek gave a serene grin, "The Emperor protects."

>>54504804
MY WORK BEGINS HERE

Like the forest around her, the ocean was still. Perhaps it too was frozen.

“Is this where it ends?” Taldeer winced, trudging through yet another snow bank. Her path through no man's land had been aimless. The fates spoke nothing to her. Perhaps it was decided at last. The undertow was overwhelming near death in battle. But would she feel a thing, quietly freezing to death in this forest?

A ripple disturbed the placid glass. A thought. Human. And it didn’t come from her human. The Farseer’s exhausted mind struggled to translate it. Warmth. Comfort. Satisfaction. Food.

Taldeer smiled through the pain and, wiping the clot filled hair out of her face, pressed forward with new purpose.

>>54504838
The tiny bunker and command station had been hurriedly abandoned as the tide of battle turned against the Guard. Injured officers were rushed out of the scant medical bay, and documents were left strewn about. No need to dispose of papers when they’d be burned by the illiterate greenskins.

The deserter burned them anyway. The heater was enough to keep a man from freezing to death, but it wasn’t exactly warm. The fire was homey, even if the sod floor and roof weren’t. Of course, now and then, you have to open the door to let out the smoke, which only lets the cold in, which makes you want to feed the fire - a vicious cycle, to be certain.

It was for this reason that he left his wobbly chair and walked towards the door. He opened it gently, and it slammed loudly against the wall as an Eldar witch pushed it aside, forcing her way into the shelter.

>>54504862
Taldeer knocked the injured man to the ground. “Out of the way, mon-keigh.” It wasn’t nice. But she didn’t have time for nice. Another heartbeat. Another bout of warm blood running down her side.

“WITCH!” He shrieked in terror. She kept her shuriken pistol trained on him. His mind was a scarred mess. Easy to influence, in most circumstances. But panicking like this? She gritted her teeth. He bolted for the door.

One moment, the man had a head. In the next moment, he had a stump. Liivi’s arm fell limply to his side. The body fell limply the ground. A momentary pause. All was still.

The vindicare coughed.

She rushed to set him on a gurney. There was a rudimentary medical bay, at least.

Shoving the corpse out into the snow, she shut the door, then grabbed the case that Liivi pointed to. “Medkit,” he mouthed. She opened it.

The first things she saw were a set of pouches filled with grey fluid. “Blood substitute,” he whispered. “Carries oxygen. Hydrates. Not much else. Stops brain death.” He held out his arm and pointed to a vein. “Here.”

Human medicine is… invasive. She had seen it before. Abandoned patients, or field medics tending to their wounded. Like all things human, their medicine was crude, blunt, and fast. Tear open the body, excise the problem, and stitch it shut. Those who walked the Path of the Healer could mend a broken body without a pin prick, and make it better than when the injured were healthy.

But she was not a healer.

The Farseer grabbed a needle and tube from the box, fitting the two together, then attached it to the pack. He didn’t flinch when she slid the cold steel into his vein, thin grey fluid invading through the breach. Setting the pack on the hook above, she applied pressure to his still seeping wound. With every movement, her armor crunched from coagulated blood, and pain ripped through her chest. She needed her own medic. But there was no time now.

>>54504886
With her free hand, she tore at the vindicare’s suit, exposing the wound. Singed dead flesh mingled with living tissue, still bleeding. The wound was half a finger deep into his abdominals, having sliced a rib clean in half, but it grew shallow as it met his pectorals and ran above his heart.

Liivi was flitting in and out of consciousness now. Unable to find a bandage big enough, she ripped the sheet off a nearby gurney. His shaking hand grabbed a bottle filled with some clear substance. Alcohol. “D-isin-fectan,” he muttered, pouring it on the wound. He blacked out. She caught the bottle, then wrapped the sheet tightly around his chest. The bleeding stopped. At least for the moment.

The fatigue hit like a human battle barge.

The last of her adrenalin was spent. Darkness clawed at her vision as all the pain resurged. But she couldn’t sleep yet. Sleeping now meant death.

She pulled a gurney close. Set blankets on top of Liivi. Fumbled with her armor, took off her chestplate, arm guards. The wounds in her abdomen were covered in crystal, blood oozing from between the cracks. Taking a deep breath, she wiped off the superfluous clots and poured on the alcohol. It burned. Dressing the wound with another sheet, she sat on the gurney. Vague thoughts passed through her blood starved mind. “Human. Eldar. Biology. Compatible.” Blood loss would kill her. The fake blood might not.

She felt for a vein and jammed it in. It hurt. It hurt far more than she expected. But sleep was already numbing the pain. Before the black veil claimed her, she pulled up some blankets, and held Liivi’s hand tightly in her own.

>>54499303
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/WhipsOil%26Lofn

>>54504923
“...And atop the charges of negligence and cowardice in battle” Eldrad said, dryly, “you were saved by a mon’keigh defector?”

The crowd rippled with a mixture of incredulous laughter and scornful glares.

“This is true, Farseer.” Taldeer stood defiantly in front of the Farseer Council of Ulthwe.

“You have brought considerable shame upon our craftworld, young miss. You’ve failed us, but more than us, your kin on the battlefield.”

She choked, remaining silent.

“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

“The shame I feel is all too deep. But I request a chance to right my wrongs.”

“Your wrongs are indelible. A lifetime in service can never bring back the dead. Not from the jaws of the Great Enemy.”

“Be that as it may, I wish to restore Ulthwe’s honor. I may not be able to bring them back, bu-”

“Enough.”

Taldeer was taken aback. These investigations were only convened for matters of serious gravity, and to interrupt anyone was a great breach of form. Even Eldrad, contemptuous as he was of rules, was one to respect it.

“We shall hear from another.” A hooded young woman stepped forward out of the crowd. Taldeer hadn’t noticed her before.

“It’s my pleasure to speak, honorable Eldrad.” She bowed.

Taldeer's mind was racing. “What in the… ?” The farseer was stupefied. Her voice was a whisper. “A daemon?”

“Taldeer Taldeer Taldeer. Don’t go labeling me like that! I reject labels.”

She drew closer to the eldar, wearing something approximating a sultry gaze. “You're such a pretty little thing, you know?” The creature licked her lips. “But you’d look a lot prettier with your clothes off. Come on, drop this boring armor. Have some fun with me. I can make all your pain go away. Maybe even make you *enjoy* it.”

>>54504938
HERESY

>>54504947
“Will you accept her proposition, Taldeer,” Eldrad asked dispassionately. “Will you bring even more shame to Ulthwe?” There was not even a hint of empathy in his monotone voice, or across his unflappable features.

Confused and furious, the farseer snapped. “Father what is this farce?! Why is a servant of the Great Enemy here?!” But it was too late. Reality began twisting at the seams. The ground broke beneath her feet. Ulthwe crumbled and melted around her, psychoplastic bubbling and cracking, filling with mouths and eyes. The assembly, the council, her father, everyone except the wretched, cackling daemon was stretched and contorted.

“You did this,” Eldrad said, mouth dripping off of his face. Dark vacuous holes stared at her in place of eyes. For the first time, he was plaintive. “How could you?

“I didn't do this! I don't know what's going on! Father, help me! You always have a plan!”

“I can make it go away~” Arms folded, the daemonette whistled and tapped her elbows with her fingers.

“Father!” Taldeer reached for his hand, but the phantasm faded to mist. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she clenched her fist.

“I need- I need- I need-” she dropped her head, watching her tears fall into the void of Ulthwe’s writhing souls.

“You need some sweet, sweet-”

“Liivi!”

>>54504982
And just like that, he was there. She held his hand tight, bringing herself close to his side. The nightmare gave way to a white clean expanse. A cloudless blue sea was on the horizon. They could hear the gentle tug of waves on the distant shore.

The daemonette rolled her eyes. “Pfft. Oh brother. What a boring guy to fall for.”

“I haven't fallen for him,” she glared.

“Uh huh. Keep telling yourself that, sister. You know he can't save you.”

“I don't need him to save me. I want him to help me.”

“What a line. Man, I can really see it on one of those shitty imperial motivational posters.”

“Get out, daemon.”

“Alright, a girl can sense when she isn't wanted. But I’ll leave you with two questions.”

Taldeer ripped off the daemon’s head.

“Rude. First: can that machine of a man even love you back? And second,” her mouth contorted into a horrifying sneer, “was loving him even your idea to begin with?”

“OUT.”

“Later sweetie.” She winked and stuck her long tongue out, fading away.

The farseer looked at Liivi. Liivi looked back at her. She squeezed his hand. He was more than just a machine with an objective. He had free will. He chose to give himself for her. The second question though...

“We’ll figure this out,” she said. “Together.”

They were on the shore. Cool surf washed around their feet, sucking grains of sand away and out to sea.

He nodded.

>>54505023
------- (note: forgot to add markers denoting sections/scene transitions within the chapters. Sorry for any confusion.)

"Hate. Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate."

Images of targets flashed through a drug addled mind. Farseer. Vindicare.

"Hate."

The metal gauntlet of a necron reached up from the ground.

"KILL"

Yanked from the earth like a fresh crop, the Necron’s skull was crushed before it could formulate a response. Its body was discarded with the others in a pile. The crypt was stirring, awoken by the noisy landing a scant hour earlier.

"Dead. Hate."

It had taken the better part of the night to crawl out from the earth. Now, it was morning, and other things were emerging from the dirt, as if in pursuit. They were not Imperial technology. But they were most definitely annoying.

The soothing, feminine voice of a machine spirit echoed inside the mind.

"Positional data updated. Target located in forest due east, 80 clicks. Ave Imperator, Eversor."

The killing machine broke into a dead sprint, crushing the head of a rising necron under foot.

"Seek. Hate. Kill. Hate."

>>54505074
Chapter Nine

The farseer’s eyes fluttered open. She was alive, miraculously.

“You’re awake.”

Liivi’s weapons, freshly cleaned, sat by his side. He was stitching the massive gash in his suit. The wound on his chest had already been cleaned and sutured shut.

She bolted upright. “You should-!” Taldeer winced as pain shot through her entire body. “...shouldn’t be walking around. Where is your bandage?”

“No time to heal. Compression bandages on ribs increases risk of pneumonia. Bad in winter conditions. Are you okay?”

She glanced down at her wounds and sucked in a deep, painful breath. “I have been… better. But I am alive. Thanks to you.” She smiled. His face remained stiff.

“I found rations. I know little of eldar nutrition. But they should be edible. Are you hungry?”

“I- No. I will not need to eat for another week.”

This was, perhaps, the closest she’d seen the vindicare come to surprise.

“There are capsules in my stomach. We take them before missions. They release food when we drink.”

“I understand. Like my nutrient packs.”

He took a bite of the MRE. Liivi was a precision instrument, but in this instance, he was clumsy. Clumsier than the average mon-keigh.

“Did you ever-” she cringed as she leaned forward, “eat anything else?”

“No. Do you need help?”

“I can manage. What about your rib?”

“Broken. I won’t be able to shoot from the left. No time to heal. They will find us soon.”

He was right. This was no rest. Merely a respite. The next wave was soon to roll in.

“I can sense as much.” The farseer bit her lip. This was stupid. “But, I may have an idea…”

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>ironshrinemaiden will never draw anything ever again

>>54505088
The Eversor is perhaps the closest a man can become to an unthinking instrument. Servitors are machines with no human left. Techpriests still possess their consciousness. The Vindicare, for all their discipline, still think with a sense of self. The Eversor, by contrast, is reptilian. It does not think or plan like any normal human. Its conscious mind is far too consumed by hatred, wrath, and bloodlust to formulate anything resembling higher thought. It sees a problem, formulates a solution, and acts on it.

To aid this reptilian brain, the Eversor is fitted with a host of sensors. After all, seeing is easy. Discerning is not. Some enemies can stand right in front of you and yet remain undetected. Only by the stench of the warp might you discern their presence.

And the warp was on the wind.

The Eversor looked to its left. City. Smoke by the gates. Chaos. Fists clenched. Muscles tightened. It looked to the woods, so far away. Targets there. Chaos here. Targets there. Hate. Hate chaos. Hate targets. Hate chaos. Hate targets. Hate chaos. HATE targets. HATE.

It clawed at its face and fell to its knees, glancing back and forth between the city and the horizon. The targets were distant. Chaos, it was right here. A machine spirit housed within an augment dutifully began to relay the Eversor’s thoughts to its master.

"Kill? Kill? Kill? KillkillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKillKill"

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>>54505124
Uploading this part as a picture to capture the font, which conveyed something I feel couldn't be easily captured through adding some text. It probably could, but I'm trying to do this quickly.

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>>54505217

Mm, yeah, 4chan is a bit limited but maybe [ ] instead of quotes would give a similar effect?

Enjoying this so far!

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>>54505255
In the next post we will resume your typical format.

>>54505265
Fair call. I'll consider that from now on.

>>54505279
“It is clear to see that wraithbone is the stuff of miracles. Understanding it should be a priority, as it would greatly simplify logistics.”
Attributed to a Space Wolf Librarian, shortly before his investigation by the Inquisition

Wraithbone is a special and marvellous substance. Suitable for most any purpose and possessing a tensile strength superior to steel, it can be pulled from thin air and recycled indefinitely. It is notable as one of the few pleasant things to emerge from the warp on a regular basis. Psychoconductive, it can not only transmit psychic energy, but it can also function as a shield generator and communication hub, all without any additional equipment. And of course there’s the oft lauded property of psychoplasticity - it being malleable using only one’s mind. Intricate and delicate works, such as vehicles and weapons, are difficult for the uninitiated to produce. These items require a finer touch that all but the most talented beginners lack. But wraithbone is not so difficult to work that a novice can’t play with it. Being roughly manipulable by any average psychic, performing a field repair on cracked armor is a breeze. It may not be perfect, but it’s sealed. The ease by which it can be manipulated scales with power, while precision… it scales with practice.

Taldeer was not very practiced.

The procedure required the sum of her concentration. Liivi lay on his back, holding his breath. Cool wraithbone flowed like molten metal into a small incision, directly above his broken rib. It was to form an internal cast that wrapped around the bone. If it went well, then Liivi would no longer have to fear puncturing his lung every time he fired a weapon or laid on on the ground. If Taldeer made a mistake, then he could suffer horrendous internal bleeding and/or a punctured lung.

>>54505265
Realized I forgot to thank you for the praise. Thank you! Worked hard on this.

>>54505302
There was nothing to risk which wasn’t already an immediate danger.

An anatomy text Liivi found with the medical supplies made it clear where the tendons attach to the bone, and thus where gaps in the cast had to be. The shape and thickness of the rib was certainly easy to understand, looking at the pictures. But now, as the last dribbles of wraithbone seeped in through the incision, Taldeer was feeling slightly nervous. Of course, doubt was a distraction, and there was no time for distractions. If it was wrong, and the tendons wouldn’t attach correctly, so be it. At least the rib wouldn’t puncture his lung, it would just hamper movement a bit. They could deal with it when they got off world, back to her people.

And if they didn’t get off world, well, it wouldn’t matter then, either.

Fate flowed around her ankles in subtle eddies. She danced an impromptu tango with it, reacting carefully to it’s movements, following it’s lead. She could visualize the shape of the wraithbone. Subtle changes were made to accommodate the shape of the rib, drag it back into place. Optimal possibilities became clearer. Slightly thicker here. Thinner there.

It was then that she felt the ripples of a great splash beyond the horizon. The farseer was uncertain of what it meant. She sighed softly and pressed forward, finalizing the cast.

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>>54505320
This was about how Private Scry Shenken expected he would die. Well, former private.

He held his breath, laying flat against the wall next to the door. Sure, the other half of the house was on fire. But better to be with the house fire than with whatever was outside.

The last of the screams was interrupted by a squelching sound.

“Nineteen? Did that thing really kill all nineteen? What the fu-." He found his thought interrupted by screaming.

“No. No! NOOOO!” The window next to him shattered. Apparently one man was unsuccessful in playing dead. Now, he was quite dead, embedded in the charred wall across the room.

Scry never wanted to surrender to chaos. He also didn’t really want to die, either. He didn’t exactly expect to live long as a soldier in the black legions. But it was better than being handed off to the Slaaneshi cultists. When he saw them for the first time, his gut told him he’d rather be damned than enslaved to that lot. And his week of service in the legions of chaos showed him that his gut was absolutely right. In that time, he learned many things he didn’t know about the world. But there was a rule that held true across the guard and chaos - your superiors will kill you just as soon as they’ll kill an enemy. So stay out of their way.

The flames were really starting to roar now. Sweat beaded down Scry’s forehead.

“Just wait until he goes away wait until he goes away wait until he goes away wait-”

A metallic voice boomed above the growing din. “WHO GOES THERE!” A chaos space marine. A VIP. Somebody who should know who’s who and who’s where. The former guardsmen was suddenly confused.

“It isn’t a daemon?”

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>>54499303
>In a alternate universe is Taldeer lives a simple life with LIIVI and Taldeer.

Truly the best thing to come out of this board.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkj8KmxYpkQ

>>54505376
It was extremely painful for Liivi to move. But he could move. And so far as he could tell, it wasn’t making the damage worse, just preventing it from healing. Good enough, given the situation.

He packed the remaining remaining MRE’s and a field kit into a ruck sack. Taldeer, torso and arms covered bandages, sat on her gurney, back resting against the wall. She tended to her well worn armor, scraping out out the crystalline blood and mending any weak spots. The two warriors sat like this in silence. The air wasn’t empty for lack of words. On the contrary, it was already filled by the tension of preparation. The surf gurgled uncertainly around Taldeer’s feet as she stood on the shore, staring out to the sea. It was unduly quiet. A sinister, hungry peace.

It was the farseer who shattered the quiet.

“I need to find a way to contact my people. And we need to move fast. They won’t be in orbit for more than a day or two.”

She looked to Liivi. “Do you know of any sort of communication installation?”

“Two weeks ago, I provided covering fire for the construction of an anti-orbital flak battery due east. It should be complete now. It will be equipped with a radio communications suite that can reach orbit.”

“I see. My people should be listening to human communications. Do you know how well it will be staffed?”

“Depending on how hot the location is, two to ten squads of Imperial Guard, with or without armor support. They will be well entrenched.”

“So stealth is our only option.”

“Affirmative.”

An hour passed. It was time to go. They couldn’t afford to stay any longer.

Waves crashed far away.
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>>54505302
>“It is clear to see that wraithbone is the stuff of miracles. Understanding it should be a priority, as it would greatly simplify logistics.”
>Attributed to a Space Wolf Librarian, shortly before his investigation by the Inquisition

Bloody doggos.
Keep going.

>>54505395
[Hate.]

The traitor's head sailed cleanly off of his shoulders. It felt good. But it was hardly satisfying. With one arm, the eversor shot the lamp pole nearby, killing the man hiding behind it. The eversor’s free hand covered it’s brow as it looked around for more targets.

Nobody.

[Hate.]

The eversor half heartedly kicked the head of the dead space marine, tearing it from the shoulders of the corpse and splattering it against the wall. Anybody left was hiding. The supply of fighters had been exhausted. It was nice while it lasted, but it didn’t last long enough. Villages like this almost never took more than two hours. What a pity.

It turned to the horizon, glaring in the direction of the primary target.

[Seek. Hate.]
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>>54505429
Chapter Ten

The battery was still several kilometers off, but from the forest hilltop they could see its great barrel clawing at the horizon. It boomed once, and the edge of the world glowed for a brief moment. Seconds later, the trees around them swayed as the wind fled from the sound. Snow fell from what branches still held it.

They would have to time their approach carefully. Being near an anti-orbital flak cannon during firing was inadvisable, to say the least.

The roar of the steel beast reminded Taldeer of the ocean. There was a storm in the distance. Clouds had begun gathering hours ago. It had yet to reach the shore, but the foamy chop was marching ever closer.

There was some comfort to be found in the situation. The woods would probably be safe. There may be the odd ork, broken away from the waaagh. But the trees were thick enough to hide in, and there was nobody else at present. This much Taldeer could tell.

Liivi twitched. He began looking around. “Liivi, what are y-” Then she heard it. A whistling, shrieking, screaming sound. Quiet, but growing ever louder, closer. The wind of the warp carried a whiff of thought. A mind. A war mask. Eldar.

Hope at last.

“I- I think it’s my people.” She beamed. “Maybe I can call out to them, maybe…” There was a faint buzzing now. Autocannon fire. A pop, like a distant firework. The war mask was clearer. Masks. There were many. A warlock. But something was amiss. One was unmasked. And that one was consumed by fear.

>>54505458
“Wait…”

The scream suddenly became a roar. 100 meters to their left, a smoking Vampire Raider struggled to maintain altitude, pursued by three Thunderbolt Fighters. The Fates laughed mockingly as a great breaker met a cliff face, splashing high.

“no no no no no no no NO NO NO!” Taldeer watched in wide eyed horror as the magnificent eldar war machine dipped slightly further, clipping the tree tops, spraying snow and steam. Now rapidly losing speed, it sank into the deep embrace of the woods, rolling and carving a path of destruction. Another precious work requiring ages to grow, all undone by the brutish determination of the humans.

A litany of curses ran from her lips. Tears welled in her eyes. She grimaced and fell to her knees. “Why?”

The farseer stared at the path of fallen trees and sniffled. Sparks flew off the distant wreckage. Her self pity was short lived. She stood up, shaken but resolute.

“There may be survivors. We need to save them.” The waves tugged at her legs, beckoning her out to sea. Thunder of the storm cracked in the distance, echoing like the steam explosions of snow on the engines.
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>>54505482
Fire was always less impressive in the daytime.

Madek sipped his coffee as the village burned on the horizon. They had to take a little detour on account of that mess. No matter.

“Sir,” Felix piped from below. “The Navy reports that an enemy troop transport was downed in the area of operations. Eldar, sir.”

“Hm.” Madek sighed. “This changes things. The witch he’s travelling with could use the communications systems to call for help, if they’re still functioning. Worse, there may be survivors.

What was their mission, Felix? Do we have any know, or have any educated guesses?”

“Before taking evasive maneuvers, their vector was a beeline for an orbital battery, sir.”

“Undoubtedly trying to clear an escape vector for their fleet. The death of the Farseer and the Vindicare assuredly take priority, but we would do well to prevent the escape of the xenos. What men do we have in reserve?”

“None sir,” Ardrin barked, “all troops are currently preoccupied in a mop up operation against the orks. The Governor Militant hopes to avoid an infestation, so he’s prioritizing their destruction.”

“You truly have none in reserve?” Madek scowled as he eyed Ardrin, as though some sort of trick was being played on him.

“I’m afraid they were incinerated last night, sir.” No mirth leaked from Ardrin’s mind and onto his face. But he knew it was there.

>>54505521
“Oh for the love of the throne,” the inquisitor thought to himself as he massaged his temple.

He had to choose. The orks, or the witch and the traitor? Pursuing the orks was a prudent decision on Alexander’s behalf. A greenskin infestation was nothing to laugh about. Madek sighed.

“Very well. I have no desire to forever sully a world recently liberated in the Emperor’s name. Release Terra 1553 and her associates from the brig. Dispatch them to the orbital battery as is. It’s less than ideal, but it’s better than nothing.” There was momentary pause. “I will return to the battle barge and supervise operations from there. My personal guard will join the hunt. Have the Valkyrie meet us en route to the space port. And order the Valkyrie to pick up the eversor if it isn’t already close to the targets, and deliver him near them.”

“It will be done.”
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>>54505556
Taldeer was slightly short of breath. Only slightly. Now standing at the beginning of the newfound clearing, she could see hesitant heads poking out of the transport as the thunderbolts departed. The farseer couldn’t help but smile through the pain of exertion. “There *are* survivors.”

Slowly they stepped out of the wreckage. A Fire Dragon… another. The first Fire Dragon stayed by the entrance, beckoning the others out. A ranger emerged, carrying 2 rifles and what appeared to be the corpse of another ranger. A Striking Scorpion… a guardian… a Warlock… the Fire Dragon gestured the Warlock to the front of the craft. Was he in charge? Another Scorpion and Guardian stepped out. All told it was a small squad, but this sort of composition was typically what was used for infiltration/demolition. It seems like most of them survived.

Had Taldeer paid attention, she would have noticed a moment’s hesitation in Liivi. “You want to approach them?”

But she was already sprinting.
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>>54505578
[Seek. Hate.]

Of the multitude of sensors attached to the eversor, most are for combat. Few are for tracking. An eversor is to be delivered into the heat of battle, targets positioned right in front of it.

Staring into the burnt out crater littered with ork corpses, it was hard to believe any evidence had survived the fire storm. The trail had gone cold. The eversor leapt into the trench and stamped its foot in frustration, sending cracks ripping all through the baked clay. It sulked as it strolled, eyes following one of the cracks, claws scraping the wall, waiting. Waiting for *something.* That’s when it saw it.

Foot prints. Not guardsman, not ork, and not space marine. Leading to a bunker.

Perfect.

It took off in a running sprint
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>>54505596
The Vindicare temple teaches that there are few standard soldiers as dangerous as the Eldar Aspect Warriors. They may have hundreds of years of combat experience, and can be counted on to perform their role with exceptional prowess. Any emotional instability which could affect their judgment is nullified by their war mask. They are, for most all intents and purposes, perfectly rational killing machines.

In a squad, they are to be avoided, unless preoccupied with forces allied with the vindicare. A single combatant can be dispatched, but the shot must not miss. And these are of course the broader notes. Each aspect must be dealt with differently.

Fire Dragons were simple to deal with. Combat sappers and explosive ordnance experts, they were primarily concerned with vehicles. Snipers like the Vindicare were not their prey, and any attempt to counter snipe using their armament would only illuminate their position. Wait until they are preoccupied with an armored target, or fulfilling their role as a sapper, then take the shot. If one has to engage alone, use misdirection to confuse them - have them focus their fire on false positions while you move from one location to the next, picking them off as you go.

Striking Scorpions were close range melee combatants, with firearms limited to short ranges. They would be easy to dispatch, were it not for their skill in stealth and infiltration. Almost always working in pairs, they could handily exploit the landscape to their advantage. If they were known to be operating in the area, then the vindicare must keep one eye to his back at all times. Leaving false trails and limiting potential flanking routes was essential to survival.

>>54505613
Rangers are a monumental pain to deal with. They may not be aspect warriors, and they may not be as disciplined as the other eldar, but they’re still snipers par excellence. Their rifles are limited only by the psychic power of their wielder. They do not have to reload. Being a warp driven laser, it does not suffer from projectile drop, and enjoys exceptional range for a laser weapon. The aim stabilization and targeting systems make shooting on the move quite easy. It’s a marvellously idiot-proof device that a green recruit could use to great success. Which makes it all the more frightening in the hands of somebody who may have been shooting for hundreds of years. Tactics vary with terrain and situation, but in general, duels can take many days and require every ounce of the Vindicare’s training.

Guardians are little more than civilians disguised as soldiers. A Warlock provides their mask, and without their Warlock they were little better than fodder. The warlock was a potent psyker and not to be underestimated - if a witchblade wielding warlock gets near you, you’re as good as dead, no doubt soon to be incinerated by a powerful blast of warp fire.

Despite their differences, all strategies for dealing with these opponents shared one common feature, a fundamental component of the Vindicare Dictum: maintain range.

This feature was not found in the present strategy.

Liivi was honed not to feel fear. But as he approached the squad of eldar, weapons raised at him, he noted an unfamiliar, unsettling sensation nagging at him. It faded as he drew closer to Taldeer’s side. But only slightly.
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>>54505629
Chapter Eleven

“Drop the weapon, mon’keigh.” It was one of the Fire Dragons. He appeared to be in charge.

The surf was rolling in. The situation had to be handled delicately.

“Liivi, do as the Captain says.” Liivi lowered the weapon to the ground and raised his hands above his head.

“Consorting with the enemy… what’s the meaning of this, Farseer? Where are your troops? Explain yourself.”

She hadn’t been looking forward to this part.

“I… led them to their deaths.” Taldeer tried to put on a brave face. Tried to choke back her guilt and shame. But after days on the run, wounded, fighting the nightmares plaguing her dreams - there were cracks in her facade. She swallowed. Was it blood, bile, or something else? “I’m the only survivor. And I wouldn’t be, if not for him. He saved my life. I owe him a debt.”

The captain leered at the vindicare and hissed. “Why?”

“Captain, he could have killed me many times over.”

“I didn’t ask you, Farseer.”

“I outrank yo-”

“I see before me one of Ulthwe’s finest, broken and beaten, with a particularly menacing mon’keigh following her like a dog. We go nowhere until I know you aren’t compromised. Now I repeat my question, mon’keigh - why?”

There was a brief moment of silence. “Mission: protect primary.” He was reverting to reflexes.

“Really now? For how long? On whose orders?”

>>54505645
Taldeer could feel the iron roads of Liivi’s mind buckling, straining, twisting against a force it was conditioned to repress. “Concern…” Liivi thought to himself, “concern for,” images of her face, flashed through his mind. “Affection… ?” She saw herself viewed through a scope as she removed her helmet. The silence lasted several seconds as a great war resolved itself beneath his expressionless face.

“Until the primary is secure. On my orders.”

“So you’re a rogue?”

“Affirmative.”

He turned to face Taldeer again. “And you believe him?”

There was no hesitation in her voice. “Yes.”

“We have no time for further interrogation,” he noted dryly. “We take them or leave them. Tanlon, is anything amiss?”

The warlock stepped forward. “We were briefed on humans like this. He is an assassin. His mind is nearly impenetrable. For what it’s worth, I can sense straining. Farseer Taldeer I do not sense to be lying, but she could easily fool me if she desired.”

“Captain,” Taldeer said plainly, “if you shoot him, then I suggest you shoot me as well. Because I won’t come willingly.”

“Interesting, Farseer. Interesting indeed.” He eyed Liivi sternly before finally lowering his gun. “Very well.” He extended his hand. “I understand this is a mon-... a human gesture of friendship.” Liivi stepped forward and took it, somewhat hesitantly. This was another practice he was vaguely familiar with, having seen it through the scope many times before, typically performed by the target.

“I’m Captain Gilfavor, temporary appointment, leading this mission. You’re Liivi. Now pick up your gun and get walking. We’ve got a mission to complete and we have one day cycle to do it.”
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>>54505674
[Close. Closecloseclosecloseclose.]

The eversor twiddled its fingers happily. This was one of those rare occasions where the anticipation of killing hated enemies superseded the hate itself. The task had taken some searching, but it had found their trail at last. The snow had almost hidden their passage. Almost. But almost doesn’t count in games of life or death. The headless man sitting outside the command bunker had certainly learned that. He had almost gotten away. But in the end, his head had gotten away from him. That was the work of an exitus round, no mistaking it.

Happy to be on the right track, the eversor joyously kicked in the door, sending it flying off of it’s hinges and into a filing cabinet.

It had hoped that the targets would still be in here. Instead it found only fluttering papers, bloodied sheets, and depleted medical supplies.

[Hate.]

Surely they couldn’t have gone far.
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>>54505696
Liivi stuck at Taldeer’s flank while hiking alongside the Captain. It took longer to leave than expected. The pilot and ranger were left entombed in the Vampire Raider, soulstones given to Gilfavor.

They left the crash site wordlessly, squad members at times eyeing them with suspicion, worry, or some combination.

“So,” the captain said, “understand I won’t hesitate to shoot you, should you show the least sign of hostility. *However,* friend or enemy, Farseer Taldeer is alive because of you. Death is a fate I would wish only the most depraved of my kin. Our souls are forfeit to the Great Enemy - without a soul stone, we are damned. So, we of Ulthwe thank you for saving one of our precious Farseers. Each one is worth several of us,” he glared at Taldeer. “Even if that one may be incompetent - even cowardly.”

She considered responding, but she didn’t have the energy. She wasn’t even sure if his accusations were wrong.

“Taldeer did not exhibit fear characteristics in her actions. She fought well, despite fear. A notable achievement was the elimination of a space marine from a chapter unknown to me, most likely a force endemic to the Inquisition. He was using gray artifice armor of a variety unknown to me, and w-”

“Save your testimony for later. I’ll take this opportunity to fill you in.”

>>54505730
Liivi looked at Taldeer. She looked back at him. They both looked at Gilfavor.

“Our target is the anti orbital flak battery. Currently the fleet is performing evasive maneuvers, pricking the enemy with raids to keep them away. But orbit is filling with more and more ships, and the humans keep erecting installations like this one. We’ve negotiated a ceasefire with the Tau, and that’s bought us some extra time. But we’re running out of space. This is one of many installations we’re clearing for an escape vector.”

The farseer avoided eye contact. “What about the soulstones of the fallen?”

“They’ll be retrieved. Either through diplomacy or another campaign. If you’re fortunate, maybe you’ll even get to be a part of it.” He let the silence hang for a few seconds. “In any case, the crash wasn’t a huge setback. We would have preferred to do it quietly, about 1 of your ‘kilometer’ further, but Machmes did his best. He got us close to the intended landing position. Imperial radio chatter indicated they were focused on the Orks. We shouldn’t see search patrols for awhile. If we’re lucky, they’ll assume we’re dead.

We’ll make camp once we’re within an hours march of the battery. From there, Taesan,” he pointed to the lanky ranger, who nodded, “will scout the location. Our healer, Mellorena,” he gestured to the diminutive female guardian, who smiled nervously, “will tend to your wounds, Farseer. We’ll see what she can do with you, human. Understood?”

“Affirmative.”
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>>54505754
The sun had only a quarter of the sky left.

Pyschokinesis has its advantages. Taldeer and Tanlon were quickly able to erect a snow bunker.

In one corner, Liivi sat with Taesan, who was inspecting his equipment one last time. The ranger turned out to be quite sociable, and was even fluent in gothic. In another corner, Mellorena began her work on Taldeer, tying her short red hair back. The rest of the squad sat on the other side of the square room, meditating or talking amongst themselves.

Sitting on a blanket, the farseer removed her armor piece by piece. “My goodness!” Mellorena’s face was fraught with worry as she surveyed the injuries. “You poor thing. How long have you been like this?”

“About <48 hours>.”

“I’m shocked you haven’t died of blood loss. You’re very lucky. ”

“I had to use a pack of artificial human blood. It worked.”

“Hm. I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you.”

“You’re the one who deserves thanks.”

“Don’t thank me. I’m just walking my path. I don’t like seeing people hurt. It’s why I’m here.”

“That’s a curious motivation for being a guardian.”

She smiled meekly, rubbing a pyschoplastic protein-nanite salve onto Taldeer’s abdomen. “Well it’s true. Tanlon’s war mask makes the other part of my job easier. It’s dangerous work. But somebody has to do it. We can’t just leave you to die out here.”

Taldeer didn’t respond.

“O-oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by that.”

“No, it’s fine.”

“If it’s any consolation, I don’t hate you two.”

“That’s sweet. I’m glad somebody doesn’t.” The farseer smiled at the healer.

“Alright, now shush. I’ll have you feeling better than ever, but working on the torso is tricky when people talk.” Runes along the Mellorena’s arms began glowing as she set about her work, and the salve started flowing into Taldeer’s wounds.
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>>54505783
“Alright, let’s get the big question out of the way: ballistic, or energy weapons?” Taesan wore a good natured smile as he checked his climbing gear.

“It depends on the situation.”

“Safe answer. But which one do you like to shoot?” Liivi pondered the thought. “Ballistics.”

“Same here. Now don’t misunderstand, I love my rifle. But it does so much of the work for me. Ballistics are so much more exciting. But eldar don’t like taking chances, so they give us rifles that aim for us.”

“Vindicare’s machine spirits and cogitator implants are similar.”

“But you still have to do it. There’s a difference.”

“True.”

He hummed as he worked on his rifle.

“Taesan, you appear more relaxed around humans.”

“Because I am. I know plenty of humans. Not in the imperium. But the humans outside it aren’t all bad. Mostly just stupid. It isn’t entirely their fault - too short lived to learn anything. Pretty funny though.”

The ranger leaned in close and whispered. “By the way, just ignore the captain’s jabs. He’s all war-mask. Well, not all, because he gets way too pissy. But that’s what makes him a good captain.” He beamed at Gilfavor as he walked past - the captain responded with a stern glare.

“Well, time to go.”
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>>54505812
It was half an hour since Taesan left. Primary Taldeer was almost healed. Only her arm and leg remained. Livii glanced at the farseer before returning to the his pistol’s maintenance. Much of the light had returned to her eyes, and she was speaking happily with the nurse. Mellorena seemed quite proficient in her art - the scars that ran across Taldeer’s body were barely visible. There was something about her body which made it hard to look away. This was unfamiliar and confusing.

Confusion aside, Taldeer was his primary, and his primary must be protected. Protecting primary Taldeer required that this pistol function well.

Both of the striking scorpions walked over and sat in front of him. They had been talking in what seemed to be a heated discussion, with others occasionally chiming in.

“Liivi.” The male pointed at Liivi.

“Barroth.” He pointed to himself. “Elnys.” He pointed to the female.

Barroth put his gun between Liivi and himself, then pointed to the exitus pistol.

Liivi stared in response.

Tanlon piped up from the corner he was meditating in. “They want to look at your pistol for a bit. He’s offering a trade.”

Slowly, cautiously, he pushed the exitus towards them.
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>>54503098
It was more the colonists and the Exodites staying out of each others way and trading a bit. Joining forces when invaders came calling then going back to their lives.

Exactly the sort of thing that makes neckbearded Warderp 40Shit players screech.

>>54505838
And that's all I have written which has been blended into a narrative. There are other sections, some dialogue and character interaction stuff, ideas or whatever. But nothing I'd really want to post or spoil without integrating it into the narrative first. Criticism is of course welcome.

I confess I wasn't sure what to do with adding my own characters, or some of medical tech I described. There's nothing on eldar medics that I could find, and the idea that they'd run squads without field medics, especially squads with little support and deep in enemy territory, is nothing short of fucking bonkers.

I felt like adding my own characters might come off as sidelining Liivi or Taldeer. But I reasoned that the only way this could end on a somewhat positive note is if they were able to hitch a ride with a friendly squad off world. If that's the way it's gonna be, I felt like I may as well try to write that squad well, rather than just having them as shallow characters in the background. That necessarily means that some time would have to be given to them. Fundamentally though, they're still support characters.

Anyway, yeah, I'll try to get around to finishing it if you lot are satisfied with the direction it's taking. I can post it on the wiki with the original text formatting. I originally crutched on italics to demonstrate when something was being thought or spoken, so I needed to make slight edits to what I posted here.

>>54506022

I'd love to see it finished! It's just getting exciting!

If I may give some constructive criticism, though-- please, please make LIIVI's torso slash a little shallower. One that cuts a *lower* rib clean through, even if it shallows fast, is almost guaranteed to lay open an important organ, and depending on details the resulting infection could at least keep him from getting back on his feet, if not kill him a just a couple of days. I mean, it can easily go *into* the bone, but half of an *Eldar's* finger length is pretty darn deep for an abdominal cut.

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>>54506330
Thank you! I'm glad you like it. I've got some interesting things planned for it.

>please, please make LIIVI's torso slash a little shallower.
That's a very good point. I'm not quite sure what to do about it, since I don't want to retcon any of bloomwriter's stuff if I can avoid it. I only wanted to pick up before the tone shift. He had the thing expose LIIVI's heart, if I'm remembering it correctly. I anticipated that my change wouldn't give LIIVI long to live if untreated, but my reasoning was that, if the two of them didn't get off world soon, they weren't going to live long anyway. So getting him on his feet was good enough. They'd die for sure without that step.

I was thinking I'd have Mellorena do what she could for him. Eldar biology is different from human, obviously, so the tissue regrowth crap wouldn't really work. But she could probably clean and suture the wound, at least. A temporary fix until they evacuate. On a Craftworld with access to real medical tech, he'd probably be in the clear. Maybe. Hopefully?

I'll definitely change it if that won't work. I just want to avoid changing what Bloomwriter wrote. Regardless of what is decided on, from a writers perspective I still think the injury needs to be somewhat severe, because it moves LIIVI to a position of dependence and reverses their character dynamic. They both grow from that as characters and that struggle is beneficial to the story.

>>54506549

>I just want to avoid changing what Bloomwriter wrote. Regardless of what is decided on, from a writers perspective I still think the injury needs to be somewhat severe

Oh, absolutely! Especially about the reversed dynamic. I think the most important thing would be that the large intestine remains intact-- open that up and it's infection city, E. coli and stuff.

I've got the original version up--

>The blade had started at the base of his bottom, leftmost rib, and worked up, ending at the right clavicle. It was a surface cut, the first rib was cut and the second broken, but after that no other bone damage. The muscle had been shorn off, and it looked like that where it had gone, the flesh had fried. The heart was barely visible, thumping and pulsating

--and frankly some of it doesn't even make anatomical sense. His heart*beat* might be visually detectable to more-sensitive-than-ours eyes, but the heart itself is still safe inside the ribcage; he should have a whole lotta muscle damage, but the cut didn't reach any bone above the diaphragm. Actually, looks like maybe his stomach got nicked and *that's* where the blood he was hacking up came from-- which it just occurred to me would release freaking hydrochloric acid into his innards.

... I think I'm over thinking all this a little, but I did enjoy my anatomy class... Suffice to say, no offense to Bloom Writer but I don't think he thought about this quite enough.

Well, it's your decision from here on!

I sincerely hope someone adds all this to the LCB page on 1d4. Anon has done a good thing.

>>54505979
A better question is how many of those children are still alive?

>>54506912
Overthinking it is what has led me to produce something that I feel pretty comfortable with, so I'm all for overthinking! Hell, half the fun of writing is the research. I ordered a shitload of books on linguistics and proto-indo-european to compose an ancient language in the celtic family, and a few other languages. I also just ordered a book for the history of German ethnic food - the only one in english I could find! It's dividied up by region which is very useful for what I'm doing, but I just hope it traces the history back into the middle ages and the Holy Roman Empire. Plus, I emailed an old Greek professor of mine not too long ago asking for some books on the social aspects of and philosophy of the poleis, as well as how the environment influenced what they became. Trust me, I over think things.

Perhaps the blood could come from impact damage to the chest. For whatever reason, the spear didn't cut as deep as it could have and so a lot of the immense force behind that swing was imparted right into his chest. Would fuck up muscle, might nick an artery or two, would probably damage lungs, but then he might drown in his own blood while sleeping, which would be bad. Could cause damage to the esophagus instead maybe?

I've read a lot on "the best place to have an incapacitating but non-life threatening injury." Most authors have, I'm sure. And the conclusion of a lot of soldiers and medical personnel is that "there really isn't one." Shoulder has arteries. Chest has important organs. Thighs and calves are still rich in arteries. Head, well...

I'm a sucker for detail, so I hate to say this, but perhaps it would just be better to gloss over it. Not that I'm going to give up without a fight. But if I can't win it, I can't win it.

>>54507022
Shucks. Thanks anon. I've got the original document with all the formatting stuff, so I can do it later. Alternatively I can upload it as a pdf. I made some edits here that I need to transfer to the document, though.

>>54507298

Hah, I like languages too! Don't have the spare time for 'em these days, sadly. But I'll analyze almost anything.

What I don't know enough about is the effect of physics on the human body on a large scale. And it occurred to me that the paragraph I quoted was from after your changeover point, so I went looking earlier and only found this:

>The blade had entered the small intestine, and worked its way up, searing and tearing as it went.

Which clearly indicates serious intestinal damage and complicates the path of the weapon even FURTHER! I spent a couple minutes mentally flailing to the tune of "but this makes *no sense*!"

heh. Well, your best has been good so far. I don't think it's humanly possible to reconcile all the original details with any degree of plausibility, but maybe something vague that doesn't openly contradict the original. And at least LIIVI can be assumed to be slightly tougher than a baseline human.

>>54507657
I'll probably just say it was shallower than it initially appeared. I'll slightly change what I wrote so it won't be half a finger deep any more. Maybe a fourth, since I imagine LIIVI with some pretty thick pectorals. It'll run from the upper abdomen and through the pectoral, getting deepest in the middle of the pectoral where it nicked a rib, cracking it. The loss of a tooth or three was the source of all the blood. Bleeding in the mouth would be much more manageable, and could still produce a nice volume of blood, plus it's capable of entering the esophagus and so causing coughing. If that doesn't work, well, whatever. Author fiat.

Remember when Tigerius was Half-Eldar? Pepperidge Farms remembers...

>>54499442
>fanfiction for people that couldn't care about Eldar
that doesn't sound bad at all desu

>>54502428
i hope they'll purge girlyman and revert all his changes in a fit of complete autism

>>54508204

Oh, of course, the mouth! And a more plausible weapon path. That all looks good.

Just one other thing that occurred to me, less serious, but if LIIVI hasn't eaten since childhood, his stomach won't react too well to more than a small amount of food.

Bumping for 40k love

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Better question- Sons of Malice Warband OC stories when? I want stories of silent nihlistic internal dialouge prone anti-heretic anti-loyalists normie-hating Hereticnotheretics doing the random cosmic shitposting game whilst picking up a chosen slave to eat whole at the famoly dinner as they listen to their summoned patron's incoherent, sometimes helpful rambling and anarchy-prone verbal shitposting, next to privatized Malice missions on imperilal worlds, out to fuck up Chaos incursions or steal power via their parasitic wargear and act incredibly badass and "Did you just eat a Bloodletter" levels of fucked up, on top of screwing with daemonkind, placing them in ironic- anti-nature based prisons of torment, the like of Daemonettes forced to endure everlasting teasing whilst all emotions and feeling are numbed to the point of worthlessness near a blank, Bloodletters forced to watch conflict after conflict they cannot partake in, significant commanders and aspiring military figures being denied their place to shine by hook horrors, and boons of chaos being stolen by Dragon-rats and Great Malal daemons alike.

Basically, Sons of Malice being the Umman Manda of the 41st Millenium. That and Hook Horrors driving Cato Sicarius to madness denying him his spotlight.

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>>54508796
>MADE YER OWN FREAD YA SPIKY GIT!

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>>54502428
If Guilliman cheat on his waifu with a Squat___ would everyone lose their shit?

>>54509090
>Well, at least he is banging something that is part human.

>>54499442
Dude, eldar are a race of degenerates. They once degenerated so hard that they created a god of degeneracy, that still loses the degenerate arms race, to their degenerate brothers. At least a billion of them have a monkey fetish.

In a world of 8 billion people all bad mistakes have been made, the eldar having trillions of members and that they are more degenerate than /d/, means that anything can happen.

My issue with it is the fact that it happens to a named character, fanficiton should keep named character out

Shame about what actually happened to Taldeer in canon.

>>54499303
I wish I had a dad...

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>>54510030
I'm guessing she didn't win Dark Crusade

>>54510466

Blood Ravens win, Taldeer basically dies and is reduced to a soul gem, fast forward to DoW3 and she allows herself to be fused to a Wraithknight construct in order to defeat a power-mad Eldar leader.

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>>54510500
Are you implying you can't have a wraithknight for a waifu? If you pilot it then you're always inside her.

>>54508406
Good point. I'll take note of that.

I'm gonna take anywhere between a few days to a few weeks to finish this story up. I pretty much know what I want to do, I just want to take the time to do it right. Inspiration comes and goes, and I can't really predict when it will come. In the next few days I'll transfer what I've written over to 1d4chan.

Fug, I was gonna make good money in GW2 today but I spent so much time writing. And I'm gonna be writing well into the morning. Good feel though, in spite of how much I love fake videogame currency.

>>54505979
Over 9,000-shit wrong fandom.

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>>54510605
Better yet, you can become an obsessed wreck of a man and proceed to raise your children with psychological trauma, so your children can proceed to pilot the wraithmother and enact an insane plan only an eldar could conceive to get her back.

>>54504938
ZOG YOU!
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Whips,_Oil_%26_Orks

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DISTRACTION UNYUUFEX.

>>54517572
adorable.

>everyone makes a big deal about Lofn's halfbreed status
>eventually she finds out most Eldar are actually halbreeds
>it's the only way they can spam aspect warriors

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>>54520629
>ynw BREED an Eldar woman so she can produce more children to defend her race
>ynw feel the satisfaction of watching your genes slowly corrupt their beautiful space elf genepool
>ynw get to nibble the tips of a space elf's ears
My day was off to a good start up until this point.

>>54499303
>fucking LCB thread with OC
jesus christ its like i'm back in old /tg/ before the nazimod badtouched it, heres hoping this is a sign for the future.

>>54513531

Go home gendo you're drunk.

>>54527497
If he had just become a drunk he would've caused far less damage.

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>>54500816
>>Yvraine/BobbyG
You know what, if GW actually pushed it, the only commotion would come from eldarfags.

Because if you take a closer look, this is basically the "elven princess being the bride of the main empire's heir", really lame shit.

Anyone know of some possible theme songs?

>>54529361
wasn't there a fanfic where eldrad maid a deal with big E so that he would become the deity for both? And humans got eldar tech

>>54520629
I always wondered how they can fight so much and not just vanish....though in high insight, if the eldar where incorperated enough into the human gene pool then they probably wouldn't have to worry bout a certain kinky space god, skull fucking their souls for all eternity.....then again i do wonder what the emperors soul does in his spare time.

>>54520915
>implying LIIVI wouldn't be busy blooming in his wife's stuck up farseer mouth and sexually traumatizing his half breed kid
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Bedroom_Infiltration

I do miss the weekend smut threads and all the elf spess elf lewd it generated. Even if they were around for a long ass time. If they were still around, they'd probably be in overdrive from all the spess elf waifus that have been made canon.

>>54530972
> spess elf waifus that have been made canon.
such as ?

>>54530837
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OzgzOqm1A40

>>54500076
>pic
sauce

>>54530867
>eldrad maid a deal with big E
Now I'm seeing Eldrad in a maid outfit

>>54530837
Now that I think about it, the first time I read LCB several years ago, I was listening to this album. I had recently discovered it.

https://futurerecordings.bandcamp.com/album/songs-by-the-tumbled-sea

It isn't for everyone, but every song on that brings me back to a different part of the story. I don't listen to it too often, so I really only think of it in the context of LCB.

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>>54509072
>what's supposed to be so weird/funny about this picture?
>look at the right side of the tree

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Reminder.

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>>54530972
>https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Bedroom_Infiltration
That ending was more funny than smutty

>>54500076
>Not becoming a tech-priest to become immortal cthulhuoid
pleb

>>54540465
Why?

>>54502428
Actually, at the moment he is trying to get everyone to accept his halfbreed spawn by calling it the next generation of space marines

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>>54499303

So how'd be the lucky person to ever have the honor of courting Lofn? The adorable half-breed who has the ability to pacify even the most angriest of creatures and people into harmless and docile puppies?

>pic when y'all never gonna court the cutie space half-elf girl

>>54545459
I'd be shitting my pants when I found out who mom and pop were.

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Having sex with Eldar is O.K.

Having half-breed child isn't.

>>54536802
How much content from /tg/ do you think GW pads the lore with?

>>54545105
They're in the process of making their first, the primaris are merely existing halfbreeds with the path of their Eldar parent showing through (guardian/DA = intercessors, fire dragon = hellblasters, you get how it goes).

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>>54499303
Some storytime found in 1s4chan's storythread page.

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>>54500816
Another version of that pic.

Lofn vs Reri when?

>>54499303
Who's the scorpion? His mother in law?

>>54554795
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Unyuufex

>>54511794
you mean wrong decade

>>54557253
If this were the right decade then half Eldar wouldn't be just memes.

>>54559201
Isn't human-eldar reproduction still canon? It just produces fucked up abominations. But it's technically still viable.

I don't think GW really realized how fucked up that is.
Consider how interbreeding within primates is impossible. Species that co-evolved on the same continent for the last couple hundred thousand years. From a genetic standpoint, there has to be so much similarity between us and Eldar for the the fertilized egg cell to be viable, regardless of whatever fucked up abortion it may be born as.

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>>54559311
Pretty sure that's no longer canon, and I haven't heard of Eldar birthing abominations.

>>54559545
I swear I remember reading that somewhere, but I don't know where... I swear to god it was an official GW source though.
I haven't really followed the lore since a bit before the necron change. So it's possible they backpedaled harder and retconned any form of reproduction completely. Unfortunately, that's a big part of why I was so comfortable having a human blood substitute work for Taldeer. If the genes that coded for blood were incompatible, I would presume the fetus would just fucking die, so it would have to be loosely similar, I think. Not that I'm a geneticist or anything. I only know enough to be dangerous.
Sometimes I wonder if I should even bother trying to adhere to canon. It's so schizophrenic. Everything I wrote about Eldar medicine is pure speculation since we have nothing to go off of, last I checked. It's what I feel would make sense given their level of technology and psyker abilities, but a lot of the time 40k doesn't really make sense.

>>54559880
The Eldar are very linked to the warp and have Slannesh laughing in their ears, I think the warp itself actually lets their bodies function. So it wouldn't surprise me if they could have children with anyone just because they magic it into being.
Or maybe the old ones made humans and Eldar compatible for a reason? Maybe as a backup in case they murderfucked a god into existence.

>>54559943
In the lore I'm familiar with, I thought it was confirmed that the old ones had nothing to do with humans, shitloads of millions of years ago, or something. It is possible that this changed. Since warp travel can affect time as much as it can affect space, I suppose it's hypothetically possible that they could have used the earth of many of thousands of years ago for R&D.
Heh, there's an idea. The lab of the Old Ones is earth, and they didn't just hide it in space, they hid it in time as well. The emperor isn't a psyker collective, he's just an old one who was left behind. But that's crazy convoluted fan fiction bullshit for another story.

>>54559880

At this point, I think that every time one has to make a choice regarding lore conflicts, one should just pick the version of that whatever that one likes best.

And I'm only just beginning to realize how freaking *little* there is on even the Craftworld Eldar. I agree with your inclusion of the medic, we know (er, do we?) that the Imperials have 'em, and Craftworlders are-- justifiably-- far more concerned for their own skins.

And I've read fic for several different franchises that did gorgeous, gorgeous worldbuilding that you just know would never have occurred to the original creators in the slightest, so if there's a honking huge gap like GW likes to leave...

>>54560550
Yeah. That sounds like about what I'll do. I'm already disregarding lore for the whole story to take place, anyway.
And yes, if writing this has taught me anything, there is virtually nothing on the Eldar, and what little there is kinda makes them sound very difficult to write in an interesting way. The constant need for meditation, their passions easily controlling them, it's like they're hyper bipolar and neurotic. It's an alien intelligence, but so similar to the human intelligence that it's not quite interesting. I've concluded that my eldar characters are probably "too human," but "normal" eldar would be markedly less interesting for the type of story I'm writing.
So thanks. I think that's what I needed to hear.

>>54560750

Glad to help!

Eldar psychology comes across to me like GW *wants* them to be really alien, but doesn't understand how to actually make them seem like anything more than extreme-prone humans. In which case it's actually more canonical to make them kind of like extreme-prone humans!

>>54560750

You know this makes me think of Vulcans. I mean they're both space elves, but I never associated them with Eldar before. Never thought they had anything in common before, but all this talk of meditation and controlling wacky emotions just screams Vulcan to me.

...Dammit shit, no, bad thoughts I'm not going down that rabbit hole. Fuck you muse, give me inspiration for the things i'm already working on damn you.

>>54548799

They don't. They company that made th games aparently liked to crib stuff from here on occassion. That, Grendel, and I think one other thing from back in the day made it into their source books as shout outs, but GW proper don't give a shit bout us.

>>54548415
off-topic, but is this the most russian pic ever?

>>54565913

Nah, I'm sure there are more Russian pictures than this.

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So apparently this is supposed to be Lofn...

>>54559311
Officially not anymore, but there is that one human pirate in the Ultramarine books where she was rumored to have eldar blood because she moved faster that the average human and almost killed Cato Sicarius. Of course people who REEEEE about it could put away by saying "she was just that fast" or "warp fuckery" since she was friends with Honsou.

I plan to write a spin-off of LCB and there a Inquisitor trying to kill Lofn thinks the only reason she could exist in the first place lies in whatever the hell the Vindicare Temple/that asshole Inquisitor from the OG fanfic put on LIIVI accidentaly made him capable to seed an eldar and one of his allies is a cogboy Biologis who is interesed in the exact details, since asking to the Temple about it is out of the question

>>54569383
They grow up so fast.
No, really. Halfbreeds mature faster than fullblooded eldar.

>>54570025

Well, yeah... given than Eldar live ten times longer than humans, I would assume humans grow faster, ergo halfbreed growth rate would be in the middle somewhere.

>>54550374
>ywn get to see a livid eldar ladt

>>54570837
I imagine they would look more like Eldar but be closest to humans in terms of their biology, as in their bodies don't need magic to function.

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>>54569383
This one too.

>>54569383
Am I the only one who thinks that Lofn would like be a Bonesinger when she growns up?

>>54572419
She certainly has singing for bones in her genes.
I meant penis by that.

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>>54572466

>>54573808
Blowjobs.

>>54573837
Slaanesh, plz gtfo.

>>54573808
just read the fanfic "Love bloomed in her mouth"
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Love_Bloomed_In_Her_Mouth

You know what's difficult?
Writing a good fight scene between an eversor and a farseer. They're both so bullshit in their own way. The real trick is trying to figure out just how durable the eversor ought to be, and what sort of psychokinetic bullshit the farseer can do on the fly. Those are the real determiners on how the fight would flow, I feel. The other difficulty was describing it in a way that was interesting.
I've started and rewritten it three times now. I think I finally have it figured out.
If you're wondering why I'm not posting anything, it's because I typically rework stuff so often, and I have to go back and change shit, or edit it so it's more true to the original style of bloomwriter. He was way more dialogue heavy, whereas I'm much more of a descriptive writer. So I typically write it in my own style to get the ideas on paper, then go back and write some dialogue that implies or states what I wrote.
What you've read already was the product of about 2-3 weeks of on and off work, coupled with some editing later.

>>54576045

>fight scene between an eversor and a farseer

OOOOH. Wow. That'd be a *really fast-moving* fight, too.

Hmmm, I don't play the army game-- I wonder in an Eversor's tabletop blast radius would actually bear any resemblance to its "realistic" radius...

Take your time to edit! Quality is better than speed.

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Yanfn.
Some mental issues are to be expected from a halfbreed afterall. Just look at Nah for an example.

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>>54502428
>would the imperium lose their shit?
>lose their shit?
That's putting it mildly. What with the entirety of the Imperium's belief system so wrapped up in human supremacy that they'll put planets to the torch for minor deviations if not militarily useful, can you imagine a literal son of the Emperor going against that central tenant?

Planets would give up the Imperial Creed, Space Marines would fracture into factions based on legion loyalty or even individual loyalty, the High Lords would use it as an excuse to take back power, the church would go nuts, the AdMech would say fuck it and just say the Omnissiah is a different god probably, Chaos would use the trouble to make even more trouble, etc. etc.

It'd be bad.

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>>54500816
What.

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>>54578322
Wrong Avitus, it's an acolyte.

>>54515519
Heh... I remember submitting that article... A good find, that was.

>>54517572
I am thoroughly distracted.

>>54578520
Writer of that fic, I was both bored and a bit pissed when I wrote that. Originally it was going to be Ranger from the Quake games, but some stuff got out of hand so I choosed to go with Chris Orksen instead. I still want to write about Lofn trying to cheer up the Quakeguy.

>>54579592
I'm half tempted to write a fic with Doomguy. I'm sure its been done but god damn Doom 2016 was so good it left me feeling inspired.

>>54579592
Oh, I hope you didn't mind my editing. I think I changed some punctuation and such. I found it entertaining, if not a little bit silly.

>>54517572
Stat her /tg/.

>>54569383

... so why does the guy have completely green eyes? Was there a story that went with this?

>>54572406

This one is actually good though. I'm pretty sure the other got brought up because it was shit

>>54499323
>meme
Lorelet knows nothing

>>54582448
Illcunt Natshitface isn't fucking canon.

>>54582505
Shit gets expunged from Imperial records all the time, faggot. Doesn't mean they didn't happen.

>>54569383
>>54581854

I assume this a Nobledark AU scenario of the Nobledark 40K threads. That's Lofn as an Warlock-Ambassador with her bodyguard.

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I'm putting this on 1d4chan right now. I'll transcribe the images later.

>>54582679
Oh right, I forgot to do that. Thanks.
I'll separate the first part into proper sections, then go over it with the italics/bolding/other stuff I did with the font. I really wish I could have included that in my transcription. Pity 4chan doesn't have either. While it is an imageboard and you can use images to express tone, enough writing takes place on it for those to be useful features.

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>>54583619
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/User:AnotherAnonFinishingLCB
Here you go.
I copy pasted it all and formatted it like it was on the google doc. I put it on my user page because I wasn't sure where to shove it in the article.

>>54571324
A livid elder ladt???

...Either way, I somewhat believe Taldeer would definitely be livid when she sees a story based on her love life...

>>54545459
And who might that officer or formal looking guy having the guts to court Lofn while her badass but terrifying parents are nearby?

Now that total warhammer is here, who is going to make a WHFB Love can bloom?

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>>54584898
No one because Fantasy is dead and AoS doesn't deserve one.

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>>54584898
...Eh, I don't really see anything that would make it work as well. I can't really think of any factional rivalry that gives off this same feel.

>>54585492
>fantasy is dead
total warhammer was among the best selling games of last year and CA was pretty much given carte blanche to add their own stuff to the game - see fimir.
GW is releasing a WFRP 4 based on the old world. WHFB is alive and kicking

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>>54585557
>implying a LCB story where a newly recruited imperial officer falls in love with a dark elf sorceress won't be great if written well.

>>54585558
>denial

>>54585763
>denial
What the hell is that supposed to mean?

>>54585579
But why would a dark elf sorceress, who is technically married to Malekith iirc, want a lesser race?

>>54585781
You claimed Fantasy was alive despite not having an edition since AoS came out coupled with Fantasy kits getting reboxed with round bases.
Because of a video game and an rpg. It's about as alive and kicking as the cow that was butchered for hamburger meat yesterday.

>>54585795
>technically married.
malekith doesn't even have a functioning junk, his mom probably sits on his face.
>want
why would taldeer want a monkey for a lover and husbando?

>>54585832
>fantasy was alive
The setting hasn't gone anywhere. GW is still licensing and pushing products for it. One of them is among the best selling games last year in a market that is far more competive than the year dawn of war came out.
Also
>food analogy.

>>54585876
The setting of the old world is only a part of the whole of WFB.
Game is dead and had it not been for Kirby it would have seen some sort of revival from TWW players dabbling in it, but to say it's alive and kicking it's just being dishonest as only WFRP is still a thing.

>>54585850
No, it was to keep the number of magically inclined dark elves down because of that prophesy of a magic boy exposing his DA account and thus kill him out of shame?
That could give us an I'm as to why the sorceress might be interested. Also the human puts out so that's a bonus.

>>54585912
>only a part
just like the setting of 40k is only a part of the franchise, but its the setting that keeps people coming back.
>alive and kicking
The IP is seeing a revival after the TT game was squashed. That doesn't mean that the setting is dead. The setting is on the contrary being expanded, CA released a novella for warhammer fantasy and two short stories about bretonnian peasants becoming knights under GW's auspices.

>>54585959
yes, that was the reason. Knowing the entire way dork elf society is set up we can assume two things.
>Dark elf sorceresses are hungry for cock they cannot get.
>They cheat a lot.
Either one of them would fit rather well. Think about it.
Let me spitball an idea.

>>54585988
Wait, didn't the Knights kill those peasants?

>>54586000
Option A) extra horny dark elf sorceress.

>human captures her/rescues her because her general left her there as part of a powerplay. She attempts to play nice with her captor who is pretty much drooling all over her, slowly becomes enamoured with her new fucktoy and begins to like him as a person.

Option B) They cheat a lot
Now this idea is pretty well established. If we go by Willy King's books, dark elves cheat a lot and have their husbandos behind malekith's back.
Dark elf sorceress leads the attack on imperial coastline with her lover. Lover is being bullied by his superior because malekith knows he is fucking his bride behind his back.
Lover hatches a plan and leaves her to die so that he can wash his hands off the matter.
She pretends that she is a high elf captive that the dark elf general had taken for himself.
The human takes pity on her and tries to help her get home, and over time they fall in love while she desperately tries to hide her true heritage.

>>54586079
This is an example of two different peasants. The first one was that of a poor peasant that goes off to a war with his lord and grubs mud. The lord goes off on his grail quest and returns after a while looking very strong.
He then retreats to his castle and his lands slowly start falling into decay. One day the peasant is in the town when a voice tells him to meet his lord, and he finds out that the lord is becoming a nurgle tainted monster. The lady then directs him to kill his lord and the peasant is allowed to become a knight.

>>54586226
I prefer option b, just sounds dirtier and has more romance potential to it. And backstabbing which the dark elves do like they breathe.
if we do go down this path then eventually we'll need a wood elf and high elf version of this story as well. It is a dark road

>>54586394
wood elf
A third son from castle carrard has lived in fear of the wild hunt all his life, like every other good bretonnian boy leaves to serve in an errantry war against norscan marauders. He earns a little bit of glory and becomes a knight of the realm and returns home to find that his lands have been ravaged and his family has been massacred by the wild hunt.

Enraged and having a deathwish he charges into athel loren with a few angry squires wanting to kill a bunch of elves before he dies.

His party is killed and he is beaten to within an inch of his life before the wood elves rescue him. He is their prisoner for weeks as he heals.

The wood elves are discussing about what happened in bretonnia, as the wild hunt hasn't passed into bretonnia for decades
They force him to work for them and figure out what happened, and they send a highborn diplomat with him to let the bretonnian king know that it is a falseflag operation.

They fall in love as they travel throughout bretonnia looking for who caused the falseflag operation to bring the two kingdoms to war.

thoughts?

>>54586599
Sounds simple enough.

>>54586764
So, is anyone gonna write it or will I have to take a crack at it?

>>54586991
Do it.

>>54586394
Me too. I confess I don't know much about Fantasy fluff outside Total War, but it would be nice.

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>>54591249
Spehss elf - LCB
Dark spehss elf - HP
Exodite - crusade era rescue love story until Vulkan shows up to kill them
Elf - ???
Dark elf - reverse corruption seems to be the idea
Wood elf - Kerillian

How about a male eldar x female human story?
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/The_Guards

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Humanity Muh Dicking: The Thread

Never change, inferiors!

>>54593305
Eldar are a race designed to be raped.

>>54593305
You say that as if it was a bad thing.

>>54593054
Does those stories never end well ?
Is it the fate of the forbidden love ?

>>54594024
Just lurk moar ya git.
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Fallen_from_Grace

>>54593305
>doesnt list the other factions (Tau, necron, and nids for example) cause they are superior to eldar
also orks>literally anything else.

>>54532429
Yes sauce pls>>54500076

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>>54594024
>happy endings
>40k

>>54595757
Fantasy isn't autistically grimderp.

>>54596868
Considering it ended as AoS, I'd say it was worse in that regard.

>>54587694
Ok, here's the intro/first chapter/whatever. Let me know how it was. Yes, I know it's slow but I enjoy setting up characters.

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>>54596892
AoS is it's own setting. End times is pretty much fanfic based on the amount of lore it overturns and characters it destroys.
Fantasy has the empire and high elves trading, and wood elves being hired to stand in imperial courts and look important. It's a very unique setting, and the game has finally made it mainstream enough for people to write fanfics.

>>54596939
Don't forget that ogres and giants and halflings were also imperial citizens.
And despite all that people still were afraid of the dark because of all the fucking orcs and beastmen. It was beautiful.

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>>54596975
Also colonies of dorfs living in major imperial cities

One of the comfiest things I remember from WHFB books is a scene where a group of marienburg watchmen try to raid a hideout in the halfling district.

The hobbits being naturally curious come and start pestering them about the operation. The entire scene is incredibly adorable.

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>>54596904
>Beren
I see what you did there.

>>54597099
its a minor character from Guardians of the forest.
Pretty irrelevent but it ties into previous lore well
thoughts on the whole writeup?

>>54597167
Seems okay so far, but a tad disjointed after the battle begins and the celebration itself about the battle happens.

>LCB is canon now
Motherfuck that bestiality fetishist Taldeer.

>>54597259
I really don't like writing battle scenes in a verbose manner.
I mean what do I write.
>oogabooga norscans charge in and get shot, then trampled and then turned into fillet-o-chaos.

>>54597264
It's okay anon, she's interred in a wraithknight and the emperor only knows about LIIVI.

>>54597307
BTW, is his name read as "Livi" or "Fifty-two point six"?

>>54597301
A bit on the time after the battle, because one moment it starts and the next he's on the boat as it lands. Some recounting about it would have helped.

>>54597347
The latter but I always read it as the former.

>>54597443
I plan on adding it down the line.
after he has met his waifu.

When you come back to your thread a few days later to see it's laster way longer than you ever thought it would and with a lot less shit posting.

>>54597301
Describe the battle scene in terms of the effect you want it to have on the reader.
Glossing over it is completely an option. You simply want to make sure the transition is smooth and clear.
Want it to appear like an epic? Awe inspiring? Go look at some old war paintings and try to describe them in words. Or just go back to the real epics and see what they did.
Want it set a dark tone? Focus on the violence, or the cold calculus of human lives. Two different approaches to achieving the same end.
Want it to be a mil sim? Get reading faggot, you have your work cut out for you.
Want it to be light hearted? Just focus on how the good guys are good and the bad guys are unambiguously evil. Gloss over the gory bits.
I dunno. I'm obsessed with doing everything perfectly, or at least to a high level of quality. My general opinion is that if you're not going to add something of quality to a work, you may as well not add it, because to the discerning eye that low quality component is just a blemish. Kinda like how you can get a higher score on the SAT by not answering a question, if you're familiar with the SAT. But maybe that's just the snob in me.

>>54576395
Ayyyy I got some of the new sections up.https://1d4chan.org/wiki/User:AnotherAnonFinishingLCB#Chapter_Twelve
I've edited them all pretty severely over the last few days. They've definitely got some more edits in their future, but I'm happy enough with these sections to share them. I also revised and expanded on my preface so you have a much better idea of what I'm trying to accomplish.

It's pretty amazing how much bigger this work seems when you put it into a word/gdocs. Most of these chapters are multiple pages. It seems so much smaller, putting it on the wiki. I think I may just make the wiki my man vehicle for displaying it, because fuck do I love bolding and italics. Posting it here really made me realize how much I take advantage of those to indicate tone or differentiate inner/outer voice. I should probably crutch on that less but damn if it doesn't cut down on so much clarification.

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>>54594306
Aww, thank you anon. I got my sugary ending

threads like this are what made /tg/

>>54602819

Read! Now I'm wondering what temples the other two assassins are from.

I am a great believer in italics in general, and italic thoughts in particular-- I think I have a certain fondness for "painting the medium". I have seen one novel series that formatted thoughts identical to the narration-- without quotation marks of any sort-- and made it work, but that was due to needing the italics for a lot of telepathy.

>>54510500
You left out her soul gem was used as a plaything for several decades.

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>>54499303
Did you say family?

>>54604485
What kind of fucking name is Asson?
Birthed by a trap after abdominal pregnancy or what? That name is stupid.

>>54604671
>copy of the mother
>copy of the mother
>copy of the mother
>copy of the mother with father's hair color
It's shit like this that makes me appreciate the lion king expanded universe, at least they can draw resemblance to more than one family member.

bamp

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>>54597056
Wow. Kirby and Archeon can fuck themselves.

>>54604252
That sounds neat. What was the series called? I was a little worried the italics would be overdone in the telepathic section I had. That sort of really heartfelt stuff is a lot of fun for me to write. That's one of the first scenes I envisioned clearly, being honest. Though it wasn't telepathic originally. I wasn't really sure where to put it.

How was the fight scene? One of my concerns is that it would be too brief, for all the exposition the eversor got. To compensate I tried to focus on quality of writing, really bringing you inside Taldeer's mind and how she read the immediate future. I'm still not sure if it entirely worked though.

Don't be afraid to be honest either. It only helps me improve the final product.

>>54608896

It was Tamora Pierce's "The Immortals", the second Tortall series. Actually, both plain thoughts and one of the multiple forms of mental/magical communication are both formatted like the narration, but she manages to make it clear which is which anyway.

I'm not sure using standard double quotes to set off the telepathy is good or not-- you've clearly set up your own formatting palette, which is fine, but a lot of it is non-standard. I have Lots Of Thoughts on painting the medium, but this is the sort of thing that frequently boils down to author's preference and some stuff doesn't even have standard formats, so if everything looks exactly right to you, just keep it consistent. If not, just ask me, I can go on!

The deep conversation between Mellorena and Taldeer... I'm not sure it fits right where it is either, but it *is* the sort of conversation that fits Taldeer's story *somewhere*.

I think the fight was one of your better scenes. Fast, unforgiving, and over quickly, which is pretty much how it would *have* to be given the combatants. The writing was a lot more engaging than most of the fights in the published novels I've been reading lately (ok, they're crappy novels, but still).

There's one chronology error between the breach and the clash, though: at first Taldeer's warning to get down comes after LIIVI's announcement that it's an Eversor, but then they switch.

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>>54594479
I must know, please.

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>>54609425
Nice catch with the chronology error! Ah, this is why I love having feedback. Most of the time I write for my own sake and never display my work, so I don't get a lot of feedback. I have to be my own editor. I also don't read as much as I used to, so that's probably why some of my stuff (like the double quotes) is idiosyncratic.

You hit the nail on the head as far as I'm concerned with the conversation with Mellorena. I wasn't sure where to put it. Of all the characters I added, I think she is the one with the most fleshed out personality, next to Taesan. I felt like if I wanted to get both the reader and Taldeer to give much of a shit about her well being, I needed to display that personality, so I hesitantly took the passage that I felt characterized her best. In hindsight I probably should have written something new, but when I was writing it I was asking myself "well, I want to include this older passage I wrote, but if I write additional material, how much time in the spotlight should I really give this single support character?" I suppose this goes back to what I wrote in the preface about "distractions." Even if it does take up additional space, if it's well written and enjoyable to read, it won't feel like a distraction from the central focus of the story. I added the aftermath of the fight if you want to read it.

https://1d4chan.org/wiki/User:AnotherAnonFinishingLCB#Chapter_Fifteen
I think what I'll do is move their exchange to when she's carrying Mel. The discussion about guilt will be much more relevant at that juncture anyway. Although Mellorena isn't really lucid at the time, so that's why I didn't do it initially. Alternatively I could do it just before they assault the base, Mel is a bit more lucid, and Taldeer is obviously dealing with some self doubt. I want to thank you by the way. This is one of those things I probably would have figured out alone, but figured out much faster thanks to a 2nd opinion.

>>54609425
I also wanted to ask how strong the personality came across. What could I improve on with the support characters? I have a pretty clear idea of what they are, and with the exception of Ysukin I think I was able to capture that reasonably well in their dialogue. The reason being that I'm still figuring out Ysukin. I began really working on smithing him when I realized that Liivi had nobody to talk to, and Taldeer was totally preoccupied. That will change soon enough, but I wanted to keep Liivi involved in the story in the present.

And thanks for the compliment on the scene. I love compliments. Compliments validate the autistic amount of time I have devoted to this. Of course, I love criticism too, because criticism usually pays dividends in compliments. If you're interested, I can post an older draft of the scene (only older by a few hours, really). I'm not sure how far behind the curtain I should show people - in a way, it sort of takes away from the magic - but if you're interested in the creative process then perhaps you would like it.

I'll be sure to check out The Immortals!

>>54499303
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>>54499303
Does any anon have screencap of that greentext story of partialy crippled repentia being assigned as a stare provided wife equivalent to a veteran guardsman?

I think it was called mines into miracles

Bump

>>54611411
>>54611564

Read! Moving that conversation up to before the assault sounds like it would be better.

I think most of the squad are OK, but you're right about Ysukin not quite coming across yet. Unfortunately I can't think of any advice off hand.

Are you planning some more substantial sections from Liivi's perspective soon? (It's understandable that he's been on downtime for a while, but the original has a fairly even division of perspectives.)

Hmm, my own "earlier versions" tend to be emotionally flat, but if yours is radically different in some other way it might be interesting. I don't know what your draft style is.

Wow, I feel like there should be something else I could offer, but I'm getting really fuzzy-headed. Good work and good luck?

>>54505088
>no taldeer feeding LIIVI scene
you had ONE job

>>54613189
Thanks for the feedback. I'm sorry to ask so much of you. I have to imagine it sort of sucks the fun out of the experience of reading.

I'll work on improving them across the board, since if I'm going to add stuff I want it to be more than just OK. It has to be really worth adding. I'll figure something out.
I have been planning something for Liivi. I'm just not sure what. My intention was to develop his person through interaction with other characters, but I'm realizing that his indoctrination wouldn't make it so simple. Perhaps what I could insert some sections where he plays detective, trying to understand what exactly was going on around him. Alternatively, put him back in his element, which is combat. I don't want to lose the dependence dynamic though. Hmm.

My draft style is to basically attempt to write a finished product on the first go, edit it as I write it, edit it further as I advance the story, and edit it again for several passes. When I don't need to go back and insert things, it usually flows very, very well. But it's typical of me to start over completely, often multiple times. It's generally pretty different.

>>54613550
I never thought of this.
I do not know how I fucked up that badly.

>>54613550
>no adult Lofn with WK Taldeer and a picture of LIIVI that old ripper tan holds
A waste.

>>54614109

Oh, no, that's fine! It's great to feel like I'm contributing to this, it's just that a couple things in real life collided and turned my sleep cycle into hash.

Liivi is both very ignorant and very intelligent. I always liked the scenes in the original where he mentally sorts through past observations to figure out what to do. (They also showcase the creepiness of WH40k and the tragedy of the assassins at the same time-- almost Swiss-army scenes, really!) It's going to take a looong time for interaction to come at all naturally.

>>54585850
>>why would taldeer want a monkey for a lover and husbando?
she doesnt, but her kokoro goes doki doki when she sees liivi

>>54597347
I always figured by officials and all records he is 52.6. But when taldeer asked him for a name he didnt understand how LIIVI meant 52.6 so he used it as an actual name

I had this idea lately of two Deldar that feel an unusual trust and loyalty to eachother so they figure someone inflicted them with a curse or poisoned their drugs or something. They spend time together trying to figure out who did it and what their plan is, only to grow closer and end up having some kind of fuck of dark eldar equivalent of romance.

>>54614884
>some kind of fuck of dark eldar equivalent of romance
no the romance should be fluffy and cuddly - which should drive them crazy even further
on top of that their weird behaviour should trigger other deldar around them
maybe even some cabal would put abounty on their heads
>in deldar version of public transport
>pretending to be a junior Haemonculi and his big titted sex slave
>some Incubus walks by and gives us a wierd look
>y-yeah I totaly rape her 6 times per day
>desperately try to stop ourselves from cudling
>we hop out on nearest station
>run towards the dark alley and pass some fornicating junkies
>finally alone
>our finger touch as we begin to gently squeez eachother palms
>it has been whole day since the las session of handholding
>I sigh loudly and a gentle moan escapes her lips
>not able to stop ourselves any longer we begin to cuddle hoping that no preying eyes can spot us

>>54614546
>Liivi is both very ignorant and very intelligent. I always liked the scenes in the original where he mentally sorts through past observations to figure out what to do.
This quote actually really made me think. I had considered something like this initially, but I felt that I would struggle to make it interesting. However, I guess I just didn't give it enough thought. I was thinking of just a really detailed and autistic breakdown of facial expressions, gesticulations, other stuff, trying to infer meaning based on vindicare training and his time spent watching targets. I thought I wouldn't be able to keep that fresh. But I just wasn't thinking hard enough.
If I want to make that more interesting, I can figure out other social cues to focus on. Game theory strategies for social interaction. Other sources of inspiration for Liivi - perhaps time spent near or around civilian populations. Stuff like that.
Basically Vindicare Siri Keeton, if you know who that is. If you don't, I would like to recommend a free and wonderful book called Blindsight, by Peter Watts.

Thread is gonna hit the bump limit soon, and I'm not likely to create a thread for my own work until there's a lot more of it, and it's on firmer footing. If you want to get ahold of me, you can just use my discussion page on 1d4chan or give me some contact info you don't give a shit about. I'd love to have an editor with taste.

>>54617016
there is a writethread on /tg/ try posting your stuff there.

>>54617016

Glad to help! Think I've seen a reference to that book, I'll look it up.

I'd love to keep helping, too, but for now it'll have to be throughout the talk page, and I'm not sure how to use that-- do I just use the Edit function on the top bar?

>>54617121
Thanks anon! You're the best.

>>54617198
Yup! Just do edit or add topic. Either works, though add topic creates a new section entirely.

>>54617274

Just added a line to the "test" section, looks like it worked. Think I've got it!

Shall I start watching the Storythread, then?

>>54565913
Possibly one of the most /k/ pictures out there honestly.

>>54617330
I want to add a few new sections devoted to Liivi and then iron out the narrative before I post it there. From that point I'll post more or less continuously, I imagine. I'll try to get sections into what I feel are a place that is at least okay and then have others help me smith it into something great (or at least good/entertaining).

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>Eldar have lizard eyes
Huh.
Maybe half Eldar have more human-looking eyes.

Alright gents. So I have a bit of a treat for you.
OG bloomwriter stuff.
Another fellow who is working on an LCB project actually managed to get his hands on the guy who wrote it, and shared his materials with me. The first link I have is a brief interview that was given. The second link is a series of out takes from the original LCB. I have not made it all the way through yet, but they are nothing short of fucking hilarious.
https://pastebin.com/94R2YHB2
https://pastebin.com/RGrkyhjB
Enjoy.

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>>54499303
We can always use more humanxeldar relationships, romantic or platonic friendship.

>>54615073
I had something like this in mind
chptr 1: the protagonist is in an arena battle cutting people left and right, notices some girl moving with the same grace as he moves, when they clash he feels doubt and avoids killing her last moment and quickly leaves afterwards
chptr 2: while in his personal torture room he is confused what made him hesitate, she comes over and asks him why he didnt kill her. he cannot give a good answer and she confesses she too felt something weird become she couldve easily cut him when he wavered but didnt. She suggests it might be some plot of a 3rd faction to get them both, they agree to work together for the moment to uncover what is making them feel weird
chptr 3: they go by an alchemist that makes combat drugs to see if someone poisoned their stuff but find out that that isnt the case
chptr 4: they figure someone mustve been so retarded to break the no warp magic law and cursed them. While eavesdropping on the only person they think couldve done this they are squeezed together. The main character doesnt feel like molesting her in that position, making him feel anxious about what is going on with him. They find that they werent under some spell
chptr 5: the girl concludes that with no leads the most probable cause is some stupid weirdboy cursed them because he is some retarded ork and there is nothing to worry about
chptr 6: when they are about to split up she gets attacked by assassins and the main character decides to help her and takes her to his house. Here they end up in his bedroom and she says she hates the thought of him fucking other girls and she would have sex with him anytime if it meant he didnt sleep around. Surprised by this admission of weakness and unable to hurt her he also doesnt want to see her fuck others so they have an agreement and have lovely dovey sex
chptr 7: they find out they are in love with eachother and decide to raise a trueborn child together
what do you think?

>>54619924
Utterly repulsive and vomit inducing.
I want more.

>>54621151
There are only a few problems
except for a few really short stories on /a/ I havent written anything
I cant really write that well
I only read w40k books of space marines, nothing about dark eldar.

whyyyyyy

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>>54618387
>The whole plot was the Officio Assassinorium leaving a message to any rogue inquisitors who wanted to brainwash assassins to their own ends.
Holy Emprah.

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>>54622099
Why not?

>>54619924
>what do you think?

>be me in an arena battle cutting people left and right
>suddenly notices a young female Hekatarri to my right
>she is moving with a strange grace
>there is something about how arena lights dance on her face that gives me pause
>I snap back into the reality when two other gladiators charge me
>long blade wielding Wych comes first I side step easily
>the look on her face as I open her throat is priceless
>her accomplice strikes next
>he as a pair of daggers that turn into a blur as he unleashes a flurry of attacks
>he is fast but not fast enough
>I bypass his defences and cut off both of his palms in a single motion and sab him trough his chest
>I don't even bother to look as he falls to the ground with a loud thud
>she comes next
>the raven black hair contrasts with her ivory skin
>sweat makes it glitter as she dances around me desperately trying to find a hole in my defence
>my chest feels heavy and it's hard to breathe
>I am dimly aware of other duels going all around us as my vision blurry to a point when she is the only thing in focus
>poison!
>I have been poisoned!
>that little twerp.... when did she?
>have to act quickly before I lose what little controle I still have over my body
>I bait her into a fals opening and knock her weapon out of her hands
>it is the end of the road for her
>she doesn't even try to dodge her whole body freezes and simply stares at me as my blade speeds towards her neck
>t-there is something weird about her eyes and the way she bites her lip
>I look away and hear a splash as a blunt side of my blade hits her knocking her out cold
>I spin on my heel and charge towards the next opponent
>it's only when his dead body falls to the ground that my mind realises that I in fact did not kill her
>and it felt... not bad

Im really digging this other version of love can bloom. The original anon that took over just didnt manage to hit the same kind of prose and felt more like he was continuing because evreyone was waiting for an ending, rather than that he had a good idea how to continue the story.

>>54626015
That was my assessment as well, which is half of why I decided to try my hand at continuing it. The other half is that I liked the original story and, obviously, wanted to see it finished.
I actually worked pretty hard to make my prose similar to his, so I'm glad you appreciated that. I need to do some more word smithing on the WIP sections, but I'm content with the others. Bloomwriter had more focus on dialogue while I'm naturally more prone to description, so I don't think I could perfectly emulate him without be dissatisfied with my own work.
I actually intend to finish it, so stay tuned.

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>>54627749
>>I actually intend to finish it, so stay tuned.
Godspeed you magnificent bastard.

>>54623496
m-more when?

>>54500076
you can't just drop something like this and walk away. sauce you monster

>>54622290
Yeah...Bloomwriter said that in retrospect, it sounded a whole lot better in his head.

>>54628046
I'm the guy that >>54618387
was talking about; I've actually been planning on rewriting the whole thing based on the notes Bloomwriter left me and some ideas we had about it that would resolve the issues he had with it that appeared later on (while reconciling it with the events of DoW2 for good measure since it was written before the Blood Ravens' victory over all other factions was confirmed).

I've kept quiet about it for the most part since I'd prefer to post the completed work all at once; right now it's not even close to completion at the moment, let alone in a state to be presented here. But to give you an idea of how it's going, it's currently at 158 pages and counting.

Heck, if me and my cowriter changed the names to avoid the attention of GW's lawyers, it could probably be passed off as a novel in its own right. But I digress; for now, here's the character sheet he left me:

https://pastebin.com/F6Y9LUHw

>>54629047
>while reconciling it with the events of DoW2 for good measure since it was written before the Blood Ravens' victory over all other factions was confirmed
I wouldnt bother with that. Official lore has her soulstone getting raped and then being shoved in a wraithknight. So unless you write a bad end (which I would respect in a professional sense but would make by blood boil in a personal sense) taldeer ending up happily ever after with liivi would make it pretty much impossible. If it is any consolation /tg/ canon has her live with liivi on the craftworld. Which pissed macha off

>>54596904
Here's the second chapter
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Here's the third.
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>>54629402
Feel free to bully me.

>>54629288
Don't you worry, I thought up a way of getting around that in a manner which both ensures a good end and preserves the canon a long time ago. The other guy knows what it is, and he said it made perfect sense to him. As did Bloomwriter himself when I first pitched the idea.

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>>54629648
I want to believe you but I also remember matt ward his disgusting Taldeer torture, please be gentle

btw you aware of
>>54503379
?

>>54629713
You're thinking of C.S. Goto, and don't you worry, unlike the Irish leper I actually know the fluff, and came up with a way to resolve it in a surprisingly simple manner. I don't want to give it away now, but suffice to say that nobody's going to be torturing Taldeer. "Taldeer" being the key word in that sentence. Nobody else will be tortured in the story, or at least not in a manner that's openly depicted. That's all I'll say on the matter, I don't want to give the whole thing away so soon when I have no clue when it'll actually be done.

>btw you aware of >>54503379 →?
I've skimmed those threads a little bit, but I've never really taken the time to look into them.

>>54629643
>Feel free to bully me.
keep up the good work

>>54629919
Ah, wraithknight taldeer reuniting with what remains of her family would be cute.

>>54629643
>tfw the elf waif won't be the milf

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>>54629919
>You're thinking of C.S. Goto
Well now I feel stupid, dont know how those two wires crossed.

>>54630333
I don't like shoving in canon characters.

>>54630415
I understand just fine, they both fuck up the fluff on a regular basis.

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>this thread about having human/elf romance is over a week old

>>54623496
Here's my attempt please be gentle

It was just another arena fight, free for all, no holds barred. Just the way I liked it. I felt the drugs burn in my veins, sweat and blood lay mixed on my skin, naturally none of it was mine. It was a slaughter. None of the other fighters felt the rhythm like I did. The battle rhythm that pervaded all. Dodging a strike before it already started, striking a weak spot yet to form. They were low born peasants, doomed to mediocrity. The only thing they were good for was cutting up some simpletons in realspace raids. But at the edge of my consciousness I felt something. At the other side of the arena I saw a woman dance the same deadly dance. Could she feel it too? Did anyone else notice? As my limbs carried me forth, dodging and slashing, I looked up the stands. The throngs were just busy having their own crude fight. Those simpletons didn’t catch a thing. I felt frustration burn inside me and upped my pace. I shot another glance at her, she kept up. Oh wonderful, maybe she is it. Perhaps she felt as I feel. In that moment, I felt a connection, both masters of our own world, dancing to our own rhythm, brushing everyone aside who could not keep up.
We turned at the same time, moving ever closer. It would end here, the unstoppable force would meet the unmovable object, was she the one? Her pale skin was speckled with blood, none of it was hers, of course it wasn’t. She felt what I felt.