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You are Lieren of Nothing, Son of Wenyan, and triumphant victor in the war against Tyranny. Having bested the devil Huli Jing, the beguiler of dynasties, in bloody personal combat you have after a near year of warfare, dethroned the Yan Tyrants and removed them as a threat to your work of bringing prosperity and plenty to every corner of Shangrala.

Having been declared king without your consent, you decreed that the populace would decided their ruler themselves, to allow them the freedom of choice and to give yourself time to deceive a way to prevent the crown from falling upon your brow, alongside its numerous responsibilities and burdens settling on your shoulders.

Entrusting the task of dismantling the remaining power structure and influences of the Yan dynasty, as well as the establishment of Organization who would be given the duty of bringing relief to regions badly affected by poverty and famine to your most trusted officers and friends. As well the responsibility of making good on the promises and oaths you had made by letter to the four remaining provinces that had remained loyal to the Yan to the very end.

While you returned to Nothing, briefly, to care for your adoptive father, before leaving once more to make good on the promise you made to the living Ship Kanzeon, and alleviating her loneliness as together the two of you studied the mechanical egg that birthed you, and the technology within her metal body.

Now, with her blessings, you were choosing a gift to take from Kanzeon to give to the world above...
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The decision was an agonizing one, each choice presented a road to a better future for all peoples upon Shangrala. It was no simple task as simply taking a prize and returning it to the surface, like a gift taken the heavens themselves. The decision of which gift to take from Kanzeon and to present to the people in her place, would have grave consequences and alter the course of history no matter what gift you took from her. For you agreed with her, at least partially, that the wonders of her body and the arcane technologies that composed it, could easily be abused. That is why the prospective gifts were narrowed down to what you understood and were able to comprehend in both function and purpose.

The "Water generating stones". Wonderous devices that could produce pure, untainted water from the elemental and chemical reactions within the air and beneath the sun. While such technology would eliminate the dangers of famine entirely, they could be used as weapons most foul if they were to fall into the hands of villains with the intellect to divine the exact method of the seemingly spontaneous generation of water. And only Kanzeon could produce such treasures. Such dependency could not be allowed to take root, even if she is benevolent and kind.
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>>4795070

"A painful choice, but one I well understand. Your wisdom truly shines when you are forced to make such difficult decisions" Kanzeon sighs, her "breath" carrying throughout her ventilation systems and rumbling the empty halls of which it sprawls throughout , like a countless veins and capillaries

As for the caches of seeds and preserved plant life Kanzeon has shown and offered to you, while they would bring a greater variety to the diet of the common folk and peasantry, they were still foregin to Shangrala's soil and intended to spread and propagate with ease beneath even the most harsh conditions. While they were the ancestors of a good number of the flora you had encountered, they were still alien and could easily pervert the natural beauty of Shangrala, while offering little in terms of benefits for such a risk. Your own methods of fertilization and cultivation already rivaled the bounty such ancient produce could bring, even while combined with the knowledge of hydroponics. Perhaps they could be used to hasten the healing of the Cui region, but you had ensured those abused lands would be healed without your direct intervention years ago.

"And that is not even mentioning the time it would take for the people's digestive systems to properly adjust to the greater yield of nutrition, but you are already well experienced with that particular hurdle" Kanzeon says somewhat sorrowfully.

"Precisely, even my more mundane improvements in the basic diet of laborers and lords alike, needed to be introduced in stages to keep their bodies from initially rejecting the vitamins and minerals they desperately needed" You sigh yourself, setting the notes and schematics pertaining to both the stones and cultivation of ancient seeds aside "Though it would not be a long period of adjustment, I cannot risk the splendor of Shangrala's wilds for such a miniscule improvement of nutrition"

"Nor can I, judging from the samples you have brought to me, the world has adapted despite the...intrusion of my sisters and I, which was our purpose. In a way, it would be sullying our legacy and that of our passengers" Kanzeon says, her words warm yet distant in reminiscence of ages long since past and forgotten

And while Kanzeon holds many detailed records and catalogues of medical knowledge, concerning the treatment of injuries, diseases and even inborn maladies that even with the knowledge you have gathered in your lifetime, seemed like mere fantasy at best and the lies of charlatans at worse they could not be easily spread and introduced to society at large. As the majority required the advance faculties and wonderous technologies of Kanzeon. But such study was not pointless, as you had learned numerous techniques and chemical formulas that would somewhat improve the standards of treatment and medical care within the former kingdom of Yan.
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>>4795072

"And I had offered to treat the worst injuries myself, but from what you have informed me, my landing and imprisonment here has rendered the surrounding lands and caverns rather inhospitable to human life" Kanzeon mutters ruefully as the lights of the quarters she had bequeathed to you briefly flash fiery hues of orange and red.

"An obstacle we shall overcome in the coming years, no danger is eternal. Every threat can be quelled or otherwise suppressed" You say casually as you gather the various blueprints and records of machinery far more advance than the technology of any nation of Shangrala.

While such instruments and mechanisms could be discovered and replicated without Kanzeon's direct intervention, it would take decades or even generations for such knowledge to be widespread and accepted. For such technology to be created independently, would require a great price. A toll that would be paid by Shangrala herself. Metals that the mere mining and harvesting of would pollute and taint her waters. Industry so advance that it would spread and burn away her beauty, forever marring her face, corrupting the landscape and soiling the purity of her foggy air.

The lights shift and change to a deep and sorrowful shade of blue, the color of the skies at night before a storm. Sighing, you can already hear Kanzeon's response to the worries and fears you still hold concerning the spread of industry and its practices.

"Such damages are inevitable, it why your kind spread throughout the stars. They drained the planet from which they originated of all useable resources, polluting it so gravely in their expansion they abandoned it for new homes. Such damages are simply the result of progress" Kanzeon says quietly, knowing you refuse to believe in such a cynical concept that all nature must be perverted and abused if any progress is to be achieved "it is the truth, no matter how much you wish it wasn't, Lieren"

"We are born in the world, all men share the same cradle from birth to death. Do not abuse the world, do not wound it in search of glittering gems, do not poison its lakes, do not tear down its forests without reason" You answer, reciting a passage from the Journey, one of its core tenants, as Kanzeo sighs. The distant machinery churning in her bowels grinds and groans, telling you she is pained and somewhat shamed by your response.

"It remains impressive that your ability at spotting emotion and intent and perceiving tells, remains effective with a mechanical being such as myself" Kanzeon says, her voices rumbling within the walls surrounding you.

You just wag a finger in response and continue reciting the verse.

"Every creature upon the world is a member of our family. A blade of grass holds more value than any gem from the earth" You say impassioned, pressing a hand between your twin hearts as your voice soars and reverberates off the walls still shaken by Kanzeon's words
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>>4795075

"Nature is not an enemy, nor a resource, it is our mother, our father, our home. Treat it as such, care for it as such. For every tree you fell, plant two. Do not pollute water as you take it in a pail, do not scar the land to build a monument. Do not block the flow of the stream or river, take no more than you need to from nature, be it lumber, stone, grain or meat. For, like any form of life, nature itself may be poisoned, may be wounded. Care for it."

"Sometimes the ardor with which you cling to your values and beliefs is exasperating, even if I agree with their sentiments" Kanzeon mutters, as the lights slowly shift to a bright and serene hue of green. The color of a forest in spring.

"Though I do not understand, why you would not take knowledge of more advance industrial machinery and technology to the surface, A single replication of but one of the foundries would be able to improve the standards of livings for countless lives" Kanzeon questions sharply. But she already knows the answer to that particular decision.

"Single. One. They would be reliant on you for such a treasure, and if they could not contact you to be gifted further, it would become an object to be fought over, to be worshipped. While there are treasures within you, that could eliminate many of the obstacles I am resolved to overcome such as pollution and the squandering of nature's beauty" You explain rapidly, speaking with such haste that only yourself, Kanzeon or perhaps one of your brother Primarchs, could understand your speech "Or so greatly raise the standard of living that men would live as gods, given all of the comforts of fabled heaven. But, such treasures would force them to be dependent upon you or myself. And I cannot inflict such a curse upon any society , yet alone that which are my kin and kindred"

"They will still abuse the gift of the technology you give to them, eventually. It is human nature" Kanzeon replies sadly, relenting in the argument knowing their will be no convincing you otherwise.

"If they are possessed by the spirit of avarice, perhaps" You answer simply and confidently "The industry I shall give to them, the machines and vehicles, can be replicated with minimal impact upon the world's ecosystem with proper knowledge and care, and be reproduced by anyone with proper training. It is a gift, that can be given to all and maintained as long as knowledge of construction remains"

"I suppose I should be content that my gift will at least bring about an ascension away from this planet's present primitive state" Kanzeon reassures herself, speaking happily again "Even if I am kept from bringing about greater refinement and technological upgrades to its inhabitants"

"A starving man will glut himself to death upon a feast if offered" You reply, Kanzeon sighs again.

and quietly mutters "I know" In reply.
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>>4795078

"I am sorry that I must restrain your generosity, but its for the good of the people and the land" You say sadly as Kanzeon's breath whips around you.

"I'm only allowing them this knowledge because I trust you to restrain their baser natures, Lieren. If any other asked for such a gift, I would refuse them" Kanzeon says bitterly

Gathering the records detailing the construction and use of the machinery and vehicles you shall bring with you to the surface, you turn towards the nearest stream of light to the desk your are seated at, and with a smile, attempt to reassure Kanzeon

"Besides, it is not as if that knowledge is the only gift I will bring to them" You say with a merry grin, the lights showing Kanzeon's rising joy as they shift between bright and vivid hues of green and gold, like sunlight falling upon the branches of an ancient tree unshrouded by fog "And the other is not something taken from you"

"But rather you, or to be accurate, your origin" Kanzeon chuckles in reply "To think that humanity would produce technology more advance than myself while I slumbered.

And the research to achieve and understanding of such technology, has revealed such boundless wisdom to your mind.

How to harness that innate connection you hold to the "Empyrean", and how to consciously harness the energies that passed not only through your soul but through all souls. The power that Guozhi used to contact you in the Celestial Incarnation palace, this...Psykerism. This revelation combined with your prior understanding of the other world, has given to you a deeper understanding of its nature and that of its inhabitants.

And the dangers they inherently present.

However, that is not the only secret derived from the mechanical egg that brought you to this world. No, a secret of sorcery and a secret of technology are now yours as well as the secret of the mind, the knowledge of pyskers and the potential power they wield. And, if held by one blessed with the gift of Psykerism, such as yourself, Guozhi, or upon reflection a few odd characters you've encountered in your travels, be turned into a rather effective weapon against the denizens of the spirit world by acting as a focus of sorts, of belief and hatred.

The wards and protections placed upon your crib by your regretful "birth" father, that must have guarded you from the whatever powers brought you to Shangrala. Which you have studied and now understand the exact geometrical shapes and sigils required to summon forth the same arcane protection that once shielded your infantile form from the predators of the Empyrean and their corruptive touch. And implant it into certain substances.

A sort of nullification field, that denied such energies, forming an ethereal shield around the "Null Denouncement Charm" as you have chosen to name these magical wards against evil.
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>>4795084

They produce a field that shields all within it, in an area dependent upon the material and intricacies of the glyphs carved upon its surface, as well as the wearers ambient force of will.


But, perhaps more exciting, is the fact that you have found the method of your own creation, or fragments at least. Kanzeon did not understand the information, but you did. A string of code, of genetics, that could produce a vessel of suitable strength to withstand a soul of great psychic potency. The knowledge of how to create yourself, a primarch, remains lost to you, as there were strange gaps in the record of the process, of which only a fraction of a fraction of a fraction were recorded within the egg. But, there was enough, to understand how to weave and build a body that could withstand the presence of a somewhat more potent soul or several at once. If the proper faculties were used.

it would be a costly endeavor, but, with the right precautions It may be possible to give Kanzeon a body of flesh and blood, by creating an empty shell that could play host to the vastness of her mind. It is all mere conjecture and theory, but if you could just understand what genetic markers allowed for a body that was equipped to deal with a being such as herself. An artificial life birthed by the same process as the Lotus scepter extracted memories, but at a far grander scale. One that drained the very essence of life from the...unfortunate souls used to facilitate her conception.

Then perhaps. Just perhaps. Kanzeon could walk among humanity, as one of their own or at least, as akin to them as you yourself were.

it would circumvent the cost of producing a drone for her to puppet, but...the costs of birthing such a vessel and the dangers associated with it were still unknown to you. But, perhaps...just perhaps, in your life time, you would discover the risks and means of such creation. And give Kanzeon the gift of mortal existence.

"Lieren? you've closed your mind to me for sometime...is something wrong?" Kanzeon frets, as you cease entertaining such wild hopes and dreams and smile

"Oh I was just meditating for a moment, nothing more" You reply happily, cupping your hands together and bowing.

"Whatever secrets you wish to keep from me, I will not attempt to pry from you" She replies dryly, accepting your privacy "Oh, allow me to rephrase that "The hidden treasures of your mind, shall remain in your sole possession, for it would be a grievous sin to steal them from your heart"

You can't help but to laugh, even though the remark was a teasing insult of your poetic manner of speech. But still, it would be a wonderful thing, to walk beside Kanzeon and hold her hand, feel the warmth of her pulse and feel her breath upon your face. To free her from the shackles of her being, the chains of her body.

How lovely, it'd be, to see her laugh and see more than naught but mist and light. It is...a dream you can allow yourself to entertain and fancy.
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>>4795084

And you know it would be impossible to keep yourself from hoping for such a future.


What shall you when you leave, Kanzeon, Lieren?
>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.
>Purposefully find a location steeped in the energies of the Empyrean, to test the Null denouncement
>Travel to the Cui lands , and gift a trusted friend the lordship of the region, after you "Discover" A previous unknown "underground spring' that brings a great lake to the center of the arid province.
>Check on the progress of the two edicts you passed, and allow Kanzeon to speak to the capital and talk to such virtuous souls as Luli
>Write in
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>>4795091
>>Purposefully find a location steeped in the energies of the Empyrean, to test the Null denouncement
Then, once we return to the gang
>>Introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring. Also talk with Dandan alone about her distressing zeal when it comes to blowing people into fine red mist.
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>>4795131
Seconded
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>>4795131
+1
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>>4795091
Daaaaaaw

>>4795131
I'll support.
We will find out how the edicts have gone anyway
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>>4795131
Support
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>>4795091
>>introduce her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.
>Check on the progress of the two edicts you passed
i don't know if we should introduce her to the wider world yet
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>>4795143
A primarch-tier body for Shipfu would be really interesting, it's something I would support researching regardless of whether or not it seems possible. A headcanon that I love the idea of (but don't actually believe) is that one of the lost primarchs was female and was purged because she fell in love with a human and started having Nephilim-like offspring that Big E though threatened humanity. It'd be interesting to see if we could even make something genetically compatable with ourselves, let alone how people would react to it.
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>>4795131
support
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>>4795091
>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.
Fuck, that technology can be used to create the monk algamation too.
The emperor is going to find Lieren with an immortal wife and child that has a soul like his and have an aneurysm.
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>>4795091
>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.

Ahhh, lets try to forfill his dream when we can
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>>4795152
It won’t be primarch tier. It’s only a single gene after all so it’ll be a human with alpha psyker potential.
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>>4795091
>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.
>Check on the progress of the two edicts you passed, and allow Kanzeon to speak to the capital and talk to such virtuous souls as Luli
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>>4795189
I don't about Alpha level Psyker potential. Most of the Primarchs were latent in their talents, after all. An Astartes-tier body seems more likely to me, just vat-grown, and female in shape.
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>>4795189
*know
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>>4795091
>>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.
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>>4795204
>>4795211
Regardless of what the result is I can see a lot of unforseen consequences for this.
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>>4795224
Yeah, but then consider this; we're playing a 2nd Primarch who won't get [REDACTED] in this timeline. Unforeseen consequences were the name of the game from the word 'go'.
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>>4795230
>we're playing a 2nd Primarch who won't get [REDACTED] in this timeline
We're playing a 2nd Primarch who won't get [REDACTED] for the same reasons in this timeline. If Emps thinks we're a threat to his master plan, we'll still get mindbullet'd.
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>>4795230
>>4795224
Oh just you wait. I have lots of potential FUN planned for the future of the quest. Lots of plan schemes, yes yes.

>>4795243
https://youtu.be/FL4HSiGvk68 I always think of this song when I read the term mindbullets
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>>4795091
>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.

Holy fuck, Thats so adorable
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>>4795091
This >>4795131 but start looking for warp demons to punch. I'd post the Ghost Puncher Anon Green, but I don't know where to find it.

Can we also put the shielding on our Chendao and the Twin Days?
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>>4795318
Yes, if you wrote the protection script onto them, you could turn them into Null Denouncement Charms. Though its strength would depend on the material and intricacies, but those are kind of insubstanial if they're wielded by Lieren and thus imbued by his potent force of will..

And fear not for I have it saved! I Love ghost puncher
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>>4795091
>introduce her voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.
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>>4795318
>>4795341
Well thay ain't a bad idea.

>Hui ling comes back
>Hey bitch, guess what I made for you!
>Wards of "fuck you" written along the hand grip so she cant hold it again.
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>>4795341
You legend
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>>4795341
>Lieren applying "Null Denouncement Charms" on his everything
>Reforges his dauntless to be tougher
>Each knuckle has the charms engraved in such minuscule and fine print that they can be shaped in a letter per knuckle, including on the thumbs
>The left gauntlet spells out "THESE"
>The right gauntlet spells out "HANDS"
Hui Ling and the unseen master bout to catch THESE HANDS next time we see them
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Does anybody have the passages of the Journey saved anywhere?
I have ideas...
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>>4795421
No, but if I'm feeling especially autistic enough and have the energy, I might try compiling that and some other quest related stuff. I've been meaning to get around that.
>people
>places
>items
>monsters
>Verses of the Journey
>the "to do list"
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>>4795369
>>4795388
>>4795421
Please don't write things all over our body, we already have enough parallels to Lorgar as is.
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>>4795434
It would be nice since we're very rapidly approaching enough historical documentation to justify a 1d4chan page.
This also gave me the chance to read Rachnus Rageous' page (the OTHER 2nd Primarch).
Say what you will about /tg/, but they had class way back when.
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>>4795470
Man that was a classic
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>>4795483
I don't know why it didn't occur to me sooner that the Angry Marine's progenitor had to be a pseudo-Muslim.
It makes perfect sense.
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>>4795452
Well Lorgar is best girl.

But anyway, we were talking about inscribing wards on our weapons to pimp smack demons. Not tattooing.
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>>4795496
>Lorgar is best girl
Patrician taste, but best is a bit presumptuous.
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>Magic Charms
This ain't gonna end well...
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I just realized, we can make burial talismans for people now so they don't get eaten by daemons and shit when they die.
Thanks Dadperor.
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>>4795091
>Travel to the Cui lands , and gift a trusted friend the lordship of the region, after you "Discover" A previous unknown "underground spring' that brings a great lake to the center of the arid province.
I pick this because it will help with the restoration of the region.
I would like to introduce Kanzeon to certain people but how do we do that? It feels like we will need to explain things first to them before even attempting to let them speak to each other. If we do it badly it might lead to consequences we won't like.
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>>4795531
+1
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>>4795547
Well first we need to go over a few concepts with anybody we plan to introduce to her.
Those concepts being
>radios
>computers
>artificial intelligence
>interstellar travel
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>>4795531
Like fucking clockwork

Do you want Jiangshi that much, anon? Because that's how you get Jiangshi. Grimdark is gonna find some way to fuck it up...
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>>4795567
Well, if I had to write a worse case scenario
>Null Denouncement Charms turn out to be incredibly effective
>their usage as such becomes common place
>eventually, it's made tradition to bury folks with them
>several decades go by
>the corpses of particularly devout adherents to The Journey don't seem to decompose nearly as fast as others
>the charms had enough juice to not only cut the bodies off from the Warp entirely, but even trap the souls of the dead within their bodies
>the virtuous dead, via forced meditation in their comatose state, regain consciousness and rise from their graves
>their neurons are fried after being dead for so many years, resulting in feral tendencies and cannibalism
>rigor mortis results in the jerking movement displayed by such individuals, most commonly characterized by leaping at their prey
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>>4795531
If the talismans are called null fields, wouldn't that also trap the souls to the dead body?
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>>4795588
Or you could make it more grimdark and say that the souls basically end up experiencing that one horrible, horrible SCP death scenario because they're unable to go to the realm of souls.

Because ultimately, the 'warp' is the realm of souls, right? It's just been completely and utterly fucked up because of the War in Heaven and the Age of Strife.

I'm fairly certain that it probably was pretty nice before the Necrons fucked it all up. Knowing how the warp works, you probably ended up in whatever afterlife you believed in.
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>>4795567
>>4795588
>>4795602
That’s retarded enough to happen.
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>>4795605
It WILL most likely happen. It's a null field. You know what nulls are, right? They're not just 'anti-daemon' fields, they're literally anti-soul fields. If you used them to bury people, you'd just be trapping their souls in their bodies in some horrible way.

It'd be like a worse version of a dreadnought casket.
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>>4795605
Hey, the grimdark spares no one.
Best case scenario we have is using our human hope field to try and create a safe haven in the warp for people like in the Imperial Faith, but make it temporary so everyone ressurects.
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>>4795131
this is good
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>>4795611
Eh..The Imperial Faith is mixed. Some sources say it's real, then others go and make people who believe in the emperor do miracles. Like, can you really say he's not a god when stuff like Living Saints exist? By all meanings, he IS the God of Mankind.

So maybe believing in the emperor gets you special heaven place. Maybe no. Like with most 40k things, it's not clear.
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>>4795609
I shouldnt think so. if they were strong enough, then I dont see why the souls shlukdnt dissipate eventually.
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>>4795614
it's not real*

Point is, we should NOT use the null runes in rituals. In fact, we should do anything to ensure NO ONE will use those runes. In general, i HEAVILY disagree with trying to introduce Psykery into Yan Society.

Do we really want to end up like Prospero?
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>>4795619
A utopia of learning and culture, beautiful and well designed on every level with philosophy and knowledge shared freely and no man ever went hungry or without shelter, savagely razed due to the manipulations of horus?

Yeah, why the fuck wouldnt you want to be prospero? The only thing that sucked was the psychic wild life, which wasnt the psykers fault.
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>>4795632
It was obliterated because Magnus was dumb

One psychic fuckup and KABLEW IT
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>>4795614
That's why it would be a temporary haven, just good enough for people to ressurect before the daemons get to them.
And I'm inclined to believe that the Imperial Faith does actually work a bit. Most probably not the way it's preached about, but it has been showed that is has some significant powers, probably due to the shear size of the faithful imperial population and all the psyker sacrifices.
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>>4795638
Not really.
Russ was ordered to bring him in, then kill him, which led to the unfortunate situation of the planet being exterminated twice.

Psychic powers caused it to fall in the same way that art school caused ww2
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>>4795642
Strength of belief. Just like how Ork tech works. Because the orks believe it works.
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>>4795642
>Resurrection
I'm certain that won't end badly in any way...
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>>4795642
Resurrection does already happen in canon 40k as well, beyond things like Lucius the Eternal popping out of his killer's body with a new screaming face on his armour or Fabolous Bill moving on to the next clone body.

There's an entire faction of the Inquisition that's experimenting with resurrection to find a way to revive the Emperor, but they keep running into the problem that the resurrected tend to be pretty unhappy to be alive again.
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>>4795772
>>4795794
Fuck I meant reincarnation, like the whole thing with our monk friend, but trying to see with it would be possible for the non-psyker population. Even if they never become able to retain their memories, atleast their soul isn't completly gone, or used to strengthen chaos.
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>>4795131
+1
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>>4795605
I'm kind of a lorelet when it comes to 40K stuff, but I'm pretty sure this is only mildly retarded compared to a lot of the stuff prominent characters in this setting pull on the regular.
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>>4795166
Adding this to my vote:
>Purposefully find a location steeped in the energies of the Empyrean, to test the Null denouncement
And
>Find your teacher and friend Ghuonzi, his knowledge of spiritual matters can help better understand the Empyrean and this technology.
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>>4795604
>>4795611
You fags don't seem to get it.

This isn't your typical grimderp everything is going on an inevitable shit collision 40k

This is motherfucking NOBLEBRIGHT Chinese 30k, the universe is a shitshow right now but there is still hope!

We even broke an Eldarfag by giving fate a purple nurple and turning the future into complete dissaray, point is that lieren is here now and nothing will be the same ever again


Tldr grimdark is for fags, take the noblebright pill
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>>4796618
You see kids, this is a classic example of Chinese Malalist propaganda.
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>>4796618
Well said.
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>>4796618
Shangrala is only noblebright-ish because we've made it so. The rest of the galaxy is pretty much still canon 30k.
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>>4796618
Look here faggot, you don't fight the grimdark by falling to their traps, you do it by beating the shit out of them and defying the odds.
Don't put null fields on people graves, because a null isn't someone without psyker powers, it's someone that has a negative psykic presence, meaning it sucks warp presence in. Therefore you would trap souls in their graves.
That's why the reincarnation safe haven is the best bet, cause you don't need to carve out the warp to protect humanities souls and therefore play the Chaos gods game, you just get some small pocket to defend against, and people can live again. Which is kinda like the Emperors plan with the webway project, thinking about it.
So yeah, we can't avoid the grimdark by just playing into their hands, gotta do it in a roundabout way and get what you can.
>>4796654
The Great Anarch is the only worth deity, for only through him can we be set free of tyranny, repent!
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>>4796674
Yeah, we got to fix that at some point.
But not too much, the Imperium still has to be an industrial juggernaught and be in total mobilization to survive the shitsgow that's the galaxy.
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>>4796684
"Fixing" the Imperium, or even a handfull of it's numerous flaws, is an unreasonably lofty goal. Even if we get the go-ahead from dad, the Imperium is massive. We'll have no way to ensure our solutions spread to every world, or even a whole percent of them. I remember someone talking about how we should preplace servitors, which would pretty much freeze ever facet of Imperial life in its tracks. We'll make things better for people, but I don't think our efforts will touch even a millionth of the galaxy's human population.
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>>4796694
If we manage to spread some new ways to manage all the sprawl and balance all the polution and over-population it would be a huge help. Reducing the nobility's decadence, improving the condition of the poorer populace and avoiding the incredibily over-the-top things that breed eternal discontent and therefore legiona of willing chaos workshippers would be very nice, but something that we would require a lot of reforms and mangement to do, so just take whatever progres we can really.
Perhaps trying to work with guilliman to ensure the administratum doesn't become too bloated or inefficient could be a good start.
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>>4796758
Also we should probably try to ensure a good system for supply lines, as proven by our road project, where one place is weak can be covered another strength.
A system of space fortresses that also serve as ports, warehouses and logistics centers to minimize the problems that supply routes through the warp can happen, maybe with an adeptus astronomicam garrison so they can mantain communication with eachother, so they can cover any resources shortages. Would just need to have a few emergency null axe boxes around, you know, just in case.
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>>4795588
With tests and some thinking we should be able to see what it can and can't do. beside that right now this type of charms aren t a priority. There is other things we need to do.

Certainly though, is a very nice thing to have. Both for us and our people, now we can take out more evil spirits.
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>>4795602
>>4795609
>>4795611
We could meditate and apply it to the grave of the recently deseased. If their dead spirit complains then we can remove the seal.

>>4795588
If Lieren SOME HOW dies, but he has a shit ton of these charms on his everything, do you think he'll just keep fucking self reviving because his soul cant be assed to leave his mortal vessel?

>>4795604
It's sad that "at least it's not 40k yet" is the best it's ever gonna get in a long while. As in the Realm of Souls is already a shithole.

>>4795619
We wont be doing rituals anytime soon?

>>4795632
Dont forget about the familiars that were actually demons in disguise.

>>4796678
>That's why the reincarnation safe haven is the best bet, cause you don't need to carve out the warp to protect humanities souls and therefore play the Chaos gods game, you just get some small pocket to defend against, and people can live again.
Sounds solid.
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>>4796800
Excellent as always anon.
I always thought it was a three-headed snake because they were brothers, but that makes no sense in retrospect.
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>>4796807
That's a very angry pig, fit's them well.
Although I'm not so sure about the pink on orange, it's a bit hard to see clearly.
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>>4796787
>maybe with an adeptus astronomicam garrison
Are those the psykers used for warp messaging, or the one for traveling through the warp? All I know is that for the former any psyker (i think) can be trained into it, and the latter requires inbred Terran mutants.

>>4796800
>>4796807
Good shit as always man. At the rate your chugging at we might as well use the banners for separate space marines captains or something.
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>>4796758
I don't know how well even that would work. The Imperium (on paper) operates in a class system where what you're born as isn't nearly so significant as your ability. A noble who ignores their responsibilities is meant to be cast down from nobility, whereas a talented enough person can rise to any height, if they're able to outcompete literally trillions of people (for example, the head of the Adeptus Arbites in the Calixis sector spent most of their early life as a smuggler).

And yet, the Imperium is still crammed full of idle nobility and sinecures, in spite of the Administratum and Orders Famulous' best efforts. The galaxy is simply too damn large to have any sort of centralized governance that would be needed to institute the sort of widespread reform you're talking about.
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>>4796820
Messaging, the ones that travel are the navigator houses.
>>4796823
It wasn't really a reform the entire Imperium, more like get the biggest two organisation autist to fix the actual centralized part in the capital and and try to spread the knowledge and ideas using the all new ALMIGHTY SPACE ROAD tm.
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>>4796678
Malal is literally as bad as the other four.
>>4796618
>he thinks he’s changed shit
You haven’t even encountered the worst 40k has to offer. All you’ve done is kicked out a few daemons out of the Materium.
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>>4796833
Denial is as much part of our Lord as belief, one day you shall see the truth, either in life or death.
It's a meme anon
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>>4796839
There are people that will vote for the joke/meme option regardless of how much sense it makes.
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>>4796823
After reareading what you wrote, I was agreeing with you actually, I said that fixing those problems would be way to costly while the crusade was underway, so we should focus on spreading knowledge and reforming the administratum if we can.
Probably didin't explain well my toughts, so here I go.
Reducing the nobility's decadence, improving the condition of the poorer populace and avoiding the incredibily over-the-top things that breed eternal discontent and therefore legiona of willing chaos workshippers would be very nice,
What I wish we could do
>but something that we would require a lot of reforms and mangement to do
The truth that it's improbable
>so just take whatever progress we can really.
Being happy with any victory.
>If we manage to spread some new ways to manage all the sprawl and balance all the polution and over-population it would be a huge help.
>The best realistic result we could have
Perhaps trying to work with guilliman to ensure the administratum doesn't become too bloated or inefficient could be a good start.
>An idea on how to try and achieve it.
And than there is the other post of setting up the fortress system, I copied our road is already setup and tried to change it a bit for space. Probably very expensive, but the extra layer of defenses and trade would pay itself back very quickly, and ease of travel is the best way for knowledge to propagate by itself.

Ok, I'm done being autistic for now
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>>4796844
That's true, I've seen quests were anons write the dumbest write-ins or pick suicidal actions for no reason. That's bit of the qm's fault for putting trap options, but it's mainly anon's.
At least Malal is too based to do that to us
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>>4796875
>Malal will remember this
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>>4795470
i need link please
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>>4796911
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=RACHNUS
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Calling the vote now

Purposefully find a location steeped in the energies of the Empyrean, to test the Null denouncement:10

introduce Kanzeon's voice alongside her gifts to the likes of Cao Yunru, Shan, Shirong, and Dandan as you tutor the four on the mechanics of the new machinery and technology you bring.:16
-Also talk with Dandan alone about her distressing zeal when it comes to blowing people into fine red mist: 9

Check on the progress of the two edicts you passed:2
-And allow Kanzeon to speak to the capital and its virtuous inhabitants, like Luli:1

Find your teacher and friend Ghuonzi, his knowledge of spiritual matters can help better understand the Empyrean and this technology:1

Travel to the Cui lands , and gift a trusted friend the lordship of the region, after you "Discover" A previous unknown "underground spring' that brings a great lake to the center of the arid province.:1

Total votes: 17

So Lieren will purposefully seek out a location steeped in Empyreal energies to test the Null Denouncement charms

And then introduce Kanzeon to the mechanically and intellectually gifted of his followers as he tutors them on the use and maintenance of the new technologies he brings, and then talk to Dandan about her distressing enjoyment of artillery and its affects on the human body

Which will happen, AFTER he's tested the charms.

Writing now

>>4796800
>>4796807
Incredible work as always. I can just imagine the Xue banner flying in the swamps they rule. The Mao boar is also a really good choice

>>4795369
>>4795388
I don't know why, but this made me imagine an old Stinkmeaner esc Lieren just sitting in a chair waiting for Huli Jing to pop out so he can beat the shit out of her
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>>4796939
>So Lieren will purposefully seek out a location steeped in Empyreal energies to test the Null Denouncement charms
AND PUNCH IT
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>>4796939
>Stinkmeaner esc Lieren
>Lieren actually projects himself as an old man in the warp
>Adorn in plain silk robes as he knees in meditation
>a crippled Huli Jing comes for round 2
>gets BTFO
>"WUS GUUD, NNYIGGA!"
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>>4797023
*astrally
Fucking autocorrect
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Your departure from Kanzeon is bittersweet. While you greatly enjoyed the time you spent in your company, the knowledge that you are once again abandoning her to languish alone in the stygian depths where has laid for eons weighs heavily upon your heart. Even if the radios she constructed will allow her to interact and converse with others besides yourself, it is a most inefficient salve for the great suffering she is still forced to endure beneath Shangrala's surface.

This truth darkens your thoughts, like the somber haze of a fog that settles after a heavy rain or the atmosphere of a graveyard whose inhabitants have been long forgotten in both face and name. Thankfully, with the unseen master's attentions fled away from the tunnels he once ruled over, the journey to the surface is peaceful despite the state of your mind. Though, with the greater knowledge you now hold concerning the nature and the distressing symptoms of over exposure to Empyreal energies, you give the corrupting gems a wide berth as you pass them by. Though you have thus far eluded the mutations and warping of the mind that is apparently inherent to such substances, relying on the chance that such good fortune will endure is the height of foolishness.

Men may call you the kin of panthers, but you have no great desire to appear as though you were. Imagine what your erstwhile family would think if they met you, and you bared claws and fangs? Or even fur! They wouldn't recognize you as a son or brother. Even kindly old Wenyan, your father and the man who is the reason you are Lieren rather than some emotionless living automaton would scarcely be able to perceive you as yourself if such a sorcerous malady befell you. Besides, the worse possibility is a magical beast that retains not only your prodigious strength, but your vast intellect and cunning as well.

A chill trickles down you spine like water from melting ice. Best not to even imagine such nightmarish scenarios, lest they sully the mind with their mere presence.

Sighing, you continue your march to the surface, past the ruins of the civilization that Kanzeon had sheltered in their decent to Shangrala, who fell to the wiles of the Unseen master and the promises powered by both the Empyrean and the Gems pervaded their mountain homes. Once, the sights filled you with a nearly feral sense of rage, but now that the history of this place was known to you, you could only feel sorrow as you looked upon all that remained of the legacy of Kanzeon's wards. Degenerated into monsters and slaves to a vile darkness.

A tragedy, that is known only to the two of you. A history forgotten, rightfully so, burned away from all records and myth. Completely cleansed and removed from the minds of the people. Condemned to such a fate by no fault of their own, at least at the start. In the end, abandoning their morals and virtues was their choice alone.
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>>4797129

Even if they were manipulated to commit such abominable actions, that does render them blameless. Just like the Yan. Just like the adult tigerfolk.

The light of dawn's first rays, clears away the grim ponderings that have so besieged your mind, releasing you from their grasp as you step from the shadows beneath the cold earth and into the gentle warm fresh air of the Bone Devouring Forest in autumn.

And are greeted by an unexpecting sight. A gathering of monks, dressed in bone white robes the sleeves, hoods and hems of which were dyed various colors though the majority were left blank. Black, green jade, Plum, Azure, and Gold. Only one of them wore robes stained golden, and he too wore a mask of white jade that was undecorated except for channels into which bright yellow dye derived of dried pollen was poured into.

And beyond those golden mock eyes, two blue eyes as youthful as a newborn babes stared back at you proudly and joyously. Guozhi. And to his side, with Azure stained robes, stood Kuan im, whose cloudy eyes stared out from a porcelain mask. Guozhi, who is blessed with the power of a psyker, you can believe to be somehow capable of making the journey through this most inhospitable wilderness.

After all, before he revealed his ability to you, you had often wondered how he was able to travel so far and quickly despite his advance age. But Kuan im? And the other disciples that kneel behind the meditating Guozhi? That is strange indeed. Especially as a number of them appear to be, judging by their size and undisciplined posture, youths who had only recently left their childhoods behind.

"Lieren" Guozhi says, greeting you with the same warm geniality as he always has, as if he were merely inviting you to share within him freshly brewed tea while the two of you discussed philosophical quandaries and other scholarly interests, rather than sitting before the bones of the previous generation of tigerfolk, slain by the Vishnu

"Guozhi, Kuan im" You answer, forcing yourself to speak with curt stoicism so as to not reveal your surprise or confusion. Then you spot a flash of red behind the wooden painted mask of one of the younger monks, and anger born of concern breaks your composure.

"QIAN XIAOWEN!" You shout accusingly, as the boy turns away trying to avoid looking in the same direction as your gaze, which now burns with unrestrained fury "By what madness have you been led here! To such a place! A forest that has devoured both storied heroes and warbred armies! Were the comforts of your home so tedious to you, that you sought any means to foolishly endanger and threaten your life!"

The air of awed veneration is wiped away and replaced with an awkward tension as the monks turn to look upon their wayward member, who remains silent and struggles to avoid looking your way. The heir of the Qian doubtlessly knows he cannot bare to meet your gaze, let alone endure the scolding to follow.
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>>4797132

Kuan Im remains captivated by her meditative trance, unbothered by your sudden appearance and unsightly outburst.

"Such power" She says have consciously, like a dreamer speaking in their sleep. Guozhi remains seated for a moment, his young blue eyes watching you carefully, picking apart every detail of your being and observing them closely. Much like your own habit of studying the minutest detail of everyone and thing you encountered in your travels.

"Forgive this Junior's insolent interruption" Guozhi speaks, raising to his feet, clutching a staff carved from a burnt branch that is wrapped in the vestments of his extinct order "I assure you, no danger befell any of your disiples upon their pilgrimage to your site of"

Guozhi's eyes meet your own, and you can feel his thoughts and emotions as if they were your own. Though it would be obvious to your eyes, he explains in pure thought that he knows your true purpose upon this mountain was a rendezvous with a strange being that lives beneath it, as well as the fact he shall not pry into the nature of that being or the meeting between the two of you.

"Meditation" He says, glancing back to the occultists, priests and young men and women turned monks "For while this humble Guozhi is not host to the same power than you have cultivated within yourself, nor blessed with your genius talent to wield and control your vast quantities of Qi, I am partially skilled in masking not only my presence but the presence of those nearby, as well"

Your eyes narrow, and Guozhi nervously chuckles.

"You are my mentor, do not refer to yourself as my junior, you have lived years beyond imagine, Grandfather" You answer bitterly, gaze still focused upon the wayward Qian Xiaowen "And while your guidance and protection of this flock reassures me, it does not change the fact that among its numbers, sits the young heir of the Qian. Who has no business wandering so far and into such a dangerous locale"

"He...awoke to his innate talent. His mother agreed to allow me to tutor him in the expansion and control of his burgeoning ability" Guozhi answers quietly "And I cannot call myself the teacher, when my pupil has far surpassed me in both talent and knowledge"

"In the bone devouring forest, upon the mountain top home of the Tiger folk? By knowing me, you should be aware that any veil or shroud can seen through" You say coldly, turning your gaze to Guozhi to spare Xiaowen of the unease and pain inflicted by prolonged exposure to your glaring eyes "And that is simply not true, Guozhi. It is true, I am wise and blessed with Keen intellect, but you are my superior in both regards"

"Power" Kuan Im chants again, cloudy eyes staring past your physical form to gaze upon the spirit that lies within.
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>>4797136

"No such existence that could pierce my shroud yet remains in these untamed woods, Elder Lieren, you yourself saw to it that would be so" Guozhi says humbly, cupping his hands together before moving them apart to prostrate before you

"And, you have surpassed me, in not only wisdom and intellect, but strength and skill as well. None among the adherents my old sect has ever reached the heights you now stand upon, radiant in your enlightened state of being. I can only call you grandfather, despite our disparity in age, oh ever humble Lieren" He speaks solemnly as he rises shakily to his feet once more, at the precise moment you began to feel disgusted at how he debased himself "Please accept my sincerest praise for the diligent progress you have made up the path of enlightenment"

"You would not lie to me, nor misjudge your own capabilities, so I can at least be content in the knowledge that your disciples" You say, turning your eyes briefly back to Qian Xiaowen, he has hung his head in shame "However misguided they may be. However, the fact remains you have led them here, the most inhospitable region of the former Yan Kingdom, besides the lands once abused by the Cui. For what reason? Surely, Guozhi, you would not be so foolish as to simply lead your students in my footsteps"

"Oh benevolent Lieren, whose wisdom is unmatched beneath the heavens!" One of the former hidden occultist proclaims, shaking his hands in prayer above his head thrice "We have come seeking your guidance so we may be allowed the privledge of merely looking upon the results of your masterful cultivation"

"Forgive me, but I did not understand the meanings of the words you spoke, sir. Which I must admit is a rarity, take that as a kind of congratulation if you wish to" You say, turning your eyes from the monk to Guozhi once again "Perhaps, you could explain this congregations purpose here, as I asked?"

"Oh course, Grandfather" Guozhi says offendedly, with a mischievous smile as he watches your expression twist to show your distaste at being referred to as such by a man you consider a respect teacher "While you have toiled austerely to better the lives of the people and bring prosperous providence to the land, I gathered from among my students those who could serve as disciples, who held the potential to become cultivators"

You stare into his heart, and in your thoughts ask a single question. Cultivators. Guozhi's mind sighs and his eyes turn half lidded for a moment as his gaze falls to the floor.

"Psykers. though I dislike the term on principle, considering the manner of which our kindred held themselves historically upon this world. From the children of the mountain, to the worst tyrants history remembers" Guozhi admits, whispering into your mind.

Nodding, you reply in a way that the gathered disciples can perceive.

"For what purpose have you gathered these students?" You ask bluntly
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>>4797138

"To seek your tutelage and guidance, as my junior brother Qiu explained" Guozhi says briskly, smiling beneath his jade mask "If you would become the leader of this infantile sect, we would follow your commands with great vigor"

You resist the urge to pinch the bridge of your nose, or show your irritation by brushing your iron hued hair back, Instead you simply smile, and understanding that these people see you as sage of celestial mysteries, speak more formally to keep them from becoming to gravely confused.

"Forgive me for my curtness, but there are other matters I must see to first before we can discuss this offer at length. My responsibilities are, after all are not only numerous but great. I shall, however, allow you to follow the road I take away from this hellish place" You say, before realizing that like Kanzeon, Guozhi can gaze into your thoughts and read them like a book.

And how close you are with the old monk, the sense of ease and comfort his presence inspires has washed away the fortifications of your mind's gate.

"So you seek a territory that is thick with malevolent Qi to test your capabilities as an exorcist?" Guozhi asks, removing his mask to reveal his good natured grin beneath, curling a few of his fingers through his long white beard as the older acolytes gasp, and finally bring Kuan Im from her stupor "This humble student knows of several locals that are so accursed"

"That would certainly expedite my pursuit in finding a suitable location to test my skill" You say, smiling subconsciously as Kuan im sighs.

"For what purpose? surely you know you have the knowledge to cast wicked spirits from the world of the living, already" She ponders outloud

"Practice" You answer simply "Self improvement is an endless road, I cannot allow myself to rest upon my current level of skill, otherwise I will one day be overcome by a foe I would otherwise best in battle, no matter the form it may take"

Where do you test the Null Denouncement charm, Lieren?
>The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
>Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age.
>An abandoned city that was the victim of great tragedy and the famine of your birth.
>Write in?
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>>4797142
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
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>>4797142
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
very fitting
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>>4797142
>>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
And if at all possible contemplate on what we put on the Dai family be telling them to commit this atrocity. As well as our hand in ordering it.
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>>4797142
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
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Also, as I said when I called the vote. The introducing Kanzeon to the genius, and the discussion of Dandan's murderboner, will happen once Lieren is done Testing his Null Denouncement charms.

So don't worry about the fact is hasn't happened yet, because it is decide and will happen once Lieren is done testing out his new toys.

figured I should say this, incase any of you were worried I forgot.
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>>4797142
>The trechery of turtles

Never let betrayal stand in a case like this, it is a breeding ground of great emotion.
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>>4797142
>Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age.
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>>4797142
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
>Talk about the spirits that helped us, and of our father who has a legion of souls, perhaps Ghuonzi might understand.
>Visit the Monastery, but do not harm the spirits there.
Fuck yeah we ended up meeting Guozhi anyway.
I really want to visit the monastery, but I don't want to use the banishement charm one those who helped us.
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>>4797270
Actually, I'm changing it to
>The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them
There might be some weak daemons huntings echoes for snacks or corrupted psykers souls there.
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>>4797142
>>The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them
>Tell them to remove the masks

I hate masks
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>>4797142
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
>Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age.

>>4797287
Masks would kinda help in this case.
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>>4797142
>The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them

If we're going to be teaching Psykers, makes sense to go to the place that would have contained psychic lore, and still might.
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>>4797142
>>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.

Lay the fallen to rest.
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>>4797142
>The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them
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>>4797142
>>The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them
>>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
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>>4796812
>>4796819
Thanks as well,
Maybe i could do something for the Mao one


>>4796820
Perhaps, though i like the idea they are kept in Shangrila with their families.


>>4796939
thanks. That s a cool image, yeah for the Mao i have based myself on the tangerine color you said they had and used most that one.
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>>4797142
Offer to carve the Charm Into everyone's mask as we all travel. Better safe than sorry.
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
It's time to put to rest all the weary souls that remains. Of fathers, sons, uncles, and so on.
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>>4797142
>Write in?
This is definitely something we can do from point A to point B as we travel.
Ask our monk friend about the echos of his former monk friends. Do their spirits still remain on this mortal world, or have the last vestiges of their essence finally pass on? If they remains, lets bring up all the ideas we had on how to possible "fix" them so they could reincarnate and so and so.

You guys remember what we wanted to ask him?
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>>4797468
>You guys remember what we wanted to ask him?
You mean whether or not it's possible for multiple souls to conglomerate into one being?
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>>4797468
I will also support this.
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>>4797468
>You guys remember what we wanted to ask him?
This?
>>4797270
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>>4797471
Among other questions, yeah.
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>>4797142
>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
We caused this, we solve it. We'll clean the monastery later
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>>4797227
Malal, have we used the Fuck you sign to banish the warp taint of tha caves? and if not, could we add it to the vote for free? You know, because Lieren is supersonic and he is at the entrance of the caves, so he could probably nip that one in an hour or so
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>>4797142
>Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age.
We might find interesting artifacts or information there.
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>>4797142
>>Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age.
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>>4797590
The unseen master and his taint was gone when we came back, and was still gone after we left, so the bird probably left after we killed the fox so he could scream at Kairos for fucking up the prophecy.
And I doubt that some runes would be enough to stop warpstone radiation.
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>>4797664
>warpstone radiation
I'm tempted to see if the will and psychically-charged creation of a Primarch is enough to negate the ill effects of this shit. All sorts of fuckers in WHF use it in the construction of their arms and armor, I'm curious to see if we could do the same. Maybe we could use a chunk of it as a psychic focus too?
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>>4797686
honestly a horrible idea.
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>>4797743
Come up with a better one or tell me why.
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>>4797761
>why
Warp
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>>4797761
40k and Fantasy, as similar as they are, don't run on the same metaphysics. In Fantasy, magic (Warp energy) is constantly being drained away from the world by the Great Vortex. It ISN'T in the 40k galaxy, there's just enough space around to stay a safe distance away from the effects most of the time.

Warp materials in 40k are absolutely corruptive, much as they are in Fantasy. Psychically conductive materials exist beside them that DO NOT corrupt anyone and everyone that goes near them/looks at them too closely.

SO yeah, using 40k!Warpstone for a psychic focus is a horrible idea. Just use something better, like the bone(s) of psychic fauna, or Wraithbone if we ever come across Eldar.
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>>4797774
Inavoidable
>>4797780
Warpstone doesn't exist in canon 40k, presumably the shit in the cave is 1-for-1 WFB warpstone, which means it's merely solidified warp energy. Granted, after spending a thousand years around a corrupted psyker and a daemon, it's probably TZEENTCHED, but we just learned our wards, purifying rituals aren't particularly far out of our wheelhouse. Then it's just a matter of bending that solidified Warp energy to our prodigious willpower and conviction. Which will be cake.
>Warp materials in 40k are absolutely corruptive
This isn't true.
>bone(s) of psychic fauna
I like this, provided we can find some that aren't corrupted mainly for the fact I believe we're not really making good on our name. At times I've thought we'd be better off changing it to whatever Philanthropist is in Chinese. Decking ourself out in bones would definitely make us look more like a hunter.
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Are we gonna talk about restoring the monk order to combat the forces of chaos? We gonna train these lads?
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>>4797977
>Are we gonna talk about restoring the monk order to combat the forces of chaos? We gonna train these lads?
Absolutely.
That, Kanzeon's proposed lab-grown body, and the conglomerate of souls will be our first gifts to the Imperium at large.
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>>4797780
Wraithbone is just one type of warp material Eldar use.
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>Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age.
>An abandoned city that was the victim of great tragedy and the famine of your birth.

These seem like Shangralan lore options that I'd like to find out more about, but not pressing as for this demonstration of power. Especially the famine of our birth - I understood that Nothing and the surrounding regions only fed the city of the Gao.

>The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles.
I nominate this, as Lieren is the cause and the focus or the massacred Kang forces here. It's for us to cleanup. I would like to follow up with the other regions later.

what could go wrong?
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>>4797977
Of course we are, having a way to better shield psykers from the warp is going to to improve the Imperium by miles. Nit to mention that if they reincarnate too, they can teach people forever.
>>4798136
Based.
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>>4798178
Wraithbone isn't a Warp material as I define it, which is material from the Warp itself like Warpstone (in Fantasy all deposits of Warpstone were fragments of Morrslieb and asteroids of the stuff that originated in the Warp before raining down on the plant and becoming imbedded in the crust, barring a few exceptions like a mutation that instantly converts your brain into a chunk of one and turns you into a thoughtless automaton for anyone with magical power). Wraithbone is a material that is very psychically conductive and can be grown and shaped by a psyker, but it is not a Warp material.
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>>4798273
*planet
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>>4798250
>Of course we are, having a way to better shield psykers from the warp is going to to improve the Imperium by miles.
Some flaw to this logic. If this were true, would the emperor had given this knowledge to all psykers? That must mean that to some degree all psykers have charms, or for some reason the Emperor forgot to hand the charms out to all the psykers.
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>>4798308
I wasn't meaning the charms, but training after we restore the order.
After all, they must had a way to protect or hide their souls if they could reincarnate right? That was something that the legions of souls that make the emperor failed to do, hence the whole ritual suicide to be reborn into a sibgle inmortal thing.
There probably is something in that monastery that was shielding them before they were destroyed.
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>>4797142
>An abandoned city that was the victim of great tragedy and the famine of your birth.
Do we really want to banish those souls who were betrayed?
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>>4798273
It literally is warp material. “Made by a psyker” does not reduce the fact that the psyker explicitly pulled it from the warp.
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>>4798308
I mean, psychic hoods and psy-foci, be they charms or staves or outright Force Weapons, are more or less standard issue among Sanctioned Psykers in the Imperium.

And then there's hexagrammic wards like what the Inquisition and Grey Knights have, but those are time-consuming and finicky to make, so it makes sense that it would be a struggle to outfit every Psyker in the Imperium with them, especially when most of them won't run into circumstances that necessitate such measures.
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>>4797142
Guohzi you old fool, you're supposed to be based and enlightened-pilled, you aren't acting based at all when you scrape and bow to us like some little weasel!

I mean come on man, you're one of our oldest friends and teachers, you should know that lieren loves it when normies acknowledge themselves to be equals and even occasionally superior to ourselves.

I dunno, maybe he's just doing it as some kind of joke or for some grander purpose, but this really rubs me wrongly
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>>4798557
To be fair Lieren is too humble for his own good.
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>>4798557
Yeah, something is up here.
We may as well tell him to just knock it out.
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>>4798557
Remenber that when he met Lieren, our primarch wasn't even half grown nor had awakened his powers. Then we got the paradox soul, the human waaagh field, the knowledge and conscious dominion over our abilities and soul, a fuckton of knowledge about ourselves and the world in general (which makes your soul richer), lot's of lifting, etc. I think Lieren is much more impressive now than when he was a literal giant kid.
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Calling the vote now

The site of the bloodiest battle in recent memory, the site of the treachery of the turtles:11

Ancient ruins of a prior dynasty, lost to the winds of time, an echo of a long bygone age: 4

Talk about the spirits that helped us, and of our father who has a legion of souls, perhaps Ghuonzi might understand.: 3

The monastery of the Dai monks, or Wardens of Mysteries, as Guozhi refers to them: 5

Tell them to remove the masks:1

An abandoned city that was the victim of great tragedy and the famine of your birth.:1

Offer to carve the Charm Into everyone's mask as you all travel.: 1

total votes:19

So Lieren shall use the site of Kang Yongrui's defeat as the stage to test his Null Denouncement charms, seeking to purifying the lingering grudges and other dark emotions

Writing now


>>4798557
>>4798570
>>4798571
>with a mischievous smile as he watches your expression twist

Also, the prior regime oppressed religion and spirituality, demonizing both and the concept of "Sorcery". For the younger disciples, and those who were occultists/ theologists, Guozhi is putting up a front so they'll feel at ease.

Hence why he's acting like a character from a cultivation story, as it is easier to explain to Yan citizens psyker from that angle, and keep them at ease with their abilities since the Journey has become wildly popular and its a small step from "Living virtuously" to "Seeking enlightenment"

So they, who most came from his mundane students, expect a certain atmosphere and manner. Since Lieren would probably be a better guide than himself, he presents him as a initiate above the master they knew and thus a comforting, reliable presence to those who have only heard of him from stories that end in him hanging people like so many ripe peaches.

Though, Kuan im and Qian Xiaowen do not need that particular reassurance, considering they knew Lieren prior to being led to meet him here.

Notice how he dropped the act when communicating telepathically with Lieren.

And cause the old man thinks its funny. After all, soon he will be Lieren's Junior in age, according to his beliefs.
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>>4798687
And he is. consider how Guozhi has referred to him as the "Origin of a great sea". Besides being a big lad, those who can sense it see Lieren's "Paradox soul"

So, imagine a constantly raging inferno in the midst of the web of souls that further empowers it, and are empowered by it in turn. It be pretty awe inspiring, I'd think.
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Guozhi stands by your side, energetic and bold despite his advance age. He has taken off the ceremonial mask of mutton fat jade and walks besides you, his robes moving in rhythm with the dancing patches of high grass rippling beneath the gentle caress of morning's light wind. The fog is early thin upon the plains of the Kang, the air still reeks of blood shed seasons before. The stench of gunpowder lingers upon the soil. Your mentor and friend shivers, clinging tightly to the staff he carries, his young blue eyes darting to and fro as if in search of predators hidden in the shadows cast by the man high blades of grass, or lurking under the leafless trees that stand like silent sentinels among the vastness of the wilds.

Smoke rises behind the two of you, from the fortified waystation upon the further reaches of the Giant's road, where Guozhi's disciples now rest awaiting your return from the bloodstained site that has become immortalized in history. The place of Dai Niu's great shame, and the treachery that shall haunt him until his dying days. The site of the battle that crippled the heir of the Kang, committed solely by your command. The location of the "treachery of the turtles", given a wide berth by the builders and patrols who are stationed upon this distant limb of the White Dragon's path, as the giant's road is at referred to as.

Your teacher and dear confidant, is the only man courageous enough to accompany you to the remnants of the battle fought in spring. Spears jut from the soil, rusted by the fogs constant embrace and the showers of rain that have washed away the stench of death, at least physically. Lacquered armor painted silver, lies abandoned upon the ground with great fist sized holes punched through the majority of the pieces.

"The air of this place is heavy with the weight of death and grudges of the dying" Guozhi muses, as the wind causes his bone white beard to flutter beneath his jaw like the tail of a cat "Emotions, dark and grim, have coalesced like water within a depression upon a road. But this is no mere puddle, Lieren, this is a sea of malice and pain. The fog here is thinned by sorrow, Shangrala suffers in grief. The barrier between worlds has waned and grown fail. This place is...drowning in malicious energies"

"I can feel it as well, I can witness it with my own eyes. The boundary between material and spiritual has been damaged, broken down. The realm of the dead settles closely to the world of the living here, by my hand alone" You mutter sadly, feeling the lingering fragments of the emotions the men slain here held in their hearts at the moment of their death, tethered by the pain of death and the pain of the betrayal that led to this massacre

Lowering your head, you gaze upon a skull picked clean by vermin and carrion birds, Night cranes and Hook ravens most likely. Judging from how the soil is raised around the remains, looters passed through here seeking treasures taken from the arms of the dead
Con
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>>4798984

And judging by the fresh scent of decay and drying blood, joined their victims in death. Though no predators stalk these quiet plains, coated in in ash and spilt gunpowder, and no guardians tend to the dead like the priests of old. Something else has slain these criminals, and taken the flesh and bones of the body. The only sign of their passing the prints of their feet, or the tatters of cloth torn from their bodies alongside their meat. Teeth, ripped from jaws, the grease of entrails resting upon wet soil. Your hunter's eyes alone notice this evidence of violent slaughter.

"If I had been patient, perhaps the tragedy upon the Lion's border could have been averted and the men whose remains lay beneath its grasses would still walk amongst the living yet" You sigh, tracing a furrow in the ground with your toes, calculating the weight of the man's still corpse that created the indentation when it was dragged away by the mysterious killer.

There lays a presence in the air, that is reminiscent of the palpable wickedness that surrounded the unseen master and Huli Jing, and every magical beast you have battled against. However, it is thin, weaker than the aura, the stench that surrounded those creatures. Like a leak in a pitcher compared to an storm filled river.

A crack in reality, a wound on the world, inflicted by the spear of grief and grudges.

"Men who know the future, often walk a path that dooms them to whatever fate they witnessed" Guozhi Lectures, sticking close to your side as he follows you amongst the disturbed and ransacked graves "A handful of my brothers with the Wardens of Secrets, foresaw their own deaths, but did nothing to avert them for it was "Destiny""

"The salve of fools" You say dourly, frowning as you spot the hilt of a broken dagger embedded in a tree with crimson hued bark "But such a truth does not lessen my involvement and part played to orchestrate the bloodshed that has sullied these plains"

Guozhi nods sagely, his blue eyes narrowed with sorrow as he pauses the grab a handful of dirt from the ground, running it between his fingers, testing its composition and grit with their tips as he studies it intently.

"Ash of bones" He whispers, as he grinds the filth between fingers thoughtfully "Some beast in men's skin or heretical scholar has cooked a feast from the remains of the slaughtered"

You clench your jaw, grinding your teeth in disgust at the mere thought of such a gruesome act, one you have witnessed before, in the depths of the Celestial Incarnation Palace. Cannibalisms, of which your dear friend Luli was a victim of.

"Such hungers befoul the very air with their vileness" You hiss through your teeth, before glancing back to Guozhi "Though I had not noticed the traces of such foulness, to think the keenness of your eyes could rival my own"

Guozhi meets your grin with a humble smile.
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>>4798985

"I simply know the signs of such wicked rites by experience, the sect of my departed brothers trained us to be alert for such clear evidence of corruption" He says bitterly, allowing the dirt to fall from his hands now "Though, I doubt there is a coven of heretical sorcerers making their home here, more likely a mad man briefly made his den in the burrows and crooks of this abandoned battlefield"

"Hopefully the disgusting wretch has met his end, devoured by the Lions of the plains or slain by a living quarry" You spit, catching it in your hand, so the graves here will not be further desecrated. Wiping the saliva upon a rough cloth, you turn your gaze towards the horizon, and see pillars of black smoke crawling from the graves that still lay ahead. The energy of a malice that could survive death itself.

"Let us hope the abomination has passed on from here, for the land is saturated with the Qi of violence and blood. You were right to come here, this place must be purified lest it spoils the minds of all who come to dwell within it" Guozhi says, unsteadily rising to his feet, with your aid.

If only you were trained to know how to purify such taint. Fire, in your experience, worked well to cleanse corruption from flesh and bone, to keep it from spreading after the death of its host. But burning the entire plain bare would not serve to test the effectiveness of the Null Denouncement charms.

How shall you test the charms against the energies of the Empyrean, Lieren?
>Simply use them above the graves of the fallen, and watch to see if they dissipate the grudge energy that hangs above them.
>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
>Write in
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>>4798988
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
>>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
>>4798988
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
>>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
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>>4798988
>Seek out the Wretch and ensure he is dead.
>Channel your will into one

I do want to Gather energy into one place, but I also want to do that while channeling our will into a rune as a means of testing the weapon.
So for the sake of getting this vote through, I'm not picking that option
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>>4798988
>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
We are here to test the charms, but I'm not passing up the chance to learn how to fuck up more daemons, we are going to need it against the khornate
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>>4798988
>>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
Don't wanna put Guozhi in harms way with the condense option.
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>>4798988
>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
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>>4798988
>>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
>>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
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>>4798988
>>>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
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>>4798988
> Seek out the wretch.

I knew that the cannibalism jokes would come back to bite us.
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>I knew that the cannibalism jokes would come back to bite us.
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>>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
>>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
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>>4799161
You can't run away from the Tang.
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And now all the Wrech votes shall overpower the other two. Curses
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>>4798988
>Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body

>"Men who know the future, often walk a path that dooms them to whatever fate they witnessed"
Poor Konrad Curze. I wonder how he would have ended up if he had landed in a planet with monks like Guozhi.
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>>4798988
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone.

We summon a bloodletter, the guy sees Guzoi and his psyker monks.
>Filthy psykers, trying to blind me by putting themselves in front of the sun.
>Wait, why is the sun hurting my eyes, that's not how it works for daemons.
>Looks upwards and sees the midday sun, then looks in front of him.
>Lieren: Omaewa Mo Shindeiru
>Blodletter: WHAT THE FUCK!!! [Explodes]
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>>4799040
You know that we are going to channel our will AFTER we sumon the daemon, right? That's the purpose of gathering the evil qi into an entity, having a target for the banishment amulet.
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>>4798988
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
Can we do multiple actions here?
It seems the first option is fairly minimal in terms of time or mental energy invested.
>Simply use them above the graves of the fallen, and watch to see if they dissipate the grudge energy that hangs above them.

If not then I support the majority of
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4798988
>Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body
>With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone
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>>4800385
+1
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>>4798988
>Write in
Sing and dance one of the folk tales made by the common folk. See if the demonstration will appease some of the wrathful spirits so they may go in peace.
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Would anyone be against to adding one last addition to Lieren's wargear? Perhaps a Primarch sized pistol that fires +P beanbag rounds? It won't kill a person, but it will knock them flat on their ass.
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>>4801909
A Primarch-sized pistol that fires beanbag rounds will absolutely kill a person, the regular ones have a decent chance of doing it. Hell, a Primarch-sized paintball gun would more likely than not be capable of killing someone.

Besides, why bother making +P beanbag rounds for those occasions we don't want to kill what we're shooting at? Just grab a damn Webber pistol instead, much more reliably non-lethal but can still be counted on to stop them in their tracks.
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>>4801909
>Perhaps a Primarch sized pistol that fires +P beanbag rounds?
We already have plenty of non-lethal options, plus we can just make beanbag rounds for use in regular firearms.
Also, a +P beanbag round out of a Primarch sized pistol would be the equivalent of firing a doorknob wrapped in a sock out of cannon. It would definitely kill an average man.
I will say though, the addition of a mid-range sidearm, similar in size to a heavy bolt pistol, is something I can see Lieren doing.
Seems like it would pair well with a Power-Dao, or even just another Primarch pistol.
We could reinvent Gun-Fu and shit.
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>>4801909
Better to have some gas grenades if we need to pacify someone, rubber bullets can still fuckup someone.
Although a backup pistol in case we drop the Chendao again would be useful.
Together with the twin swords it should cover all of our combat needs.
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>>4801909
If you want a sidearm with nonlethal capabilities, we should find a volatic pistol that someone can weld a dial onto. Sounds like a job for some particularly skilled not!heretek.
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>>4801955
Or better yet, just get a Webber pistol that won't piss off the admech, and will just flat out do that job better.
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https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Astartes_Webber

Here, much more convenient and readily available.
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>>4801955
A taser pistol would have the risk of being ineffective or killing someone.
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>>4801926
>>4801940
>>4801944
Fair points all around. Then what about low velocity beanbags/rubber bullets, webber pistol combo-weapon? The webber for close range crowd control, and the rubbers/beans for long distance?

>>4801955
What's that?

Is there any reason to not upgrade the Chendao to make it a power Guando?
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>>4801974
People started complaining that it would become an op mary sue weapon.
No, I don't know why.
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>>4801974
>What's that?

I think he meant Voltaic pistol. They're admech-exclusive lightning guns, pretty much.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the late update

Seek out the "Wretch" that has been eating corpses and thieves, and ensure it is dead. It will serve as a test to see if the charms can purge corruption from a living body: 18

With Guozhi's aid, gather the energy into one place, condensing it and allowing you to battle against the entities that have come to feed upon it. Killing two birds with one stone:10

Channel your will into one, and utilizing the great fire of your spirit, attempt to actively cleanse the "Malevolent Qi" by drowning it in the light of your own being: 8

Simply use them above the graves of the fallen, and watch to see if they dissipate the grudge energy that hangs above them.: 1

Sing and dance one of the folk tales made by the common folk. See if the demonstration will appease some of the wrathful spirits so they may go in peace.: 1

Total votes: 21

So Lieren shall hunt down the "Wretch", and use its tainted flesh to test the Null Denouncement charms effects upon living and corrupted tissue.

And then, with Guozhi's aid, forcefully gather the Malevolent Qi and condense it, allowing it to be more easily cleansed/ purged, as well luring in any entities that had come to feed upon the potent emotions of so many deaths caused by betrayal, so he may beat the shit out of them.

Writing now.

Oh, and I want to shill a new quest I've been following to you lads, Xianxia Sect quest. Its pretty fun, The MC runs a cult that worships death. Hasn't gotten far yet, so it'd be easy to get into if you checked it out.

>>4799227
I Wasn't even trying to insult edgelord batman. Though considering he can see possible futures, I think due to not landing on fucking Nocturne, The Wardens of Mysteries/ Dai Monks wouldn't have self immolated for...reasons

But imagine if Mr Golden eyes landed on Nocturne

>>4799234
lol
>Man that mortal had some impressive pectorals, should ask his regiment next time I see him

>>4799161
>>4799187
>>4799216
hehehe
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>>4801989
Trying to make it do everything or our only weapon is stupid. Nobody was complaining about making it a power weapon.
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>>4802001
>Nocturne
I meant Nostramo, but that does make me imagine Kurze and Lieren ending up on Nocturne together.

Woe betide those dark eldar bastards in that timeline, for no mercy nor quarter would be given by the sons of the emperor.
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>>4801961
Webber pistols can't kill things, Anon. It most certainly wouldn't fill the role of a weapon with two firing modes better.
>>4801972
Good thing I didn't suggest a taser then.
>>4801974
https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Arc_Weaponry#Voltaic_Blaster
Arc pistol would work too. Just scroll up a smidge for that one.
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>>4802004
I’d imagine it would take a lot of self-restrain for Lieren to not hunt down every DE in existence the second. Probably the only Primarch that could understand Lieren’s raw disdain for them is probably Vulkan and maybe Angron.
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>>4802031
*second he learns of them
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>>4802031
Speaking of Angron, we must help him overcome his trials. somehow.
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>>4802002
I don't know, last time I said to replace the blade with one of the power swords I was given that response.
>>4802007
But what do you think it would become in the low power setting?
>>4802001
>Xianxia Sect quest
Is it back? I dropped after the protag died, it felt completly different.
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>>4802049
New QM inspired by that quest. And I saw that happen in that one, spoiled my day.
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>>4802063
Well then, I guess I will check it out.
Thanks for the recommendation Malal.
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>>4802039
Remove the butcher nails and let his brain heal. Then lots of brotherly affection, lots of meditation, talking, building prosperity instead of destroying it, etc
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>>4802001
If Lieren landed on Nostramo the conquest would be short:
>You gaze upon the world.
>Everyone is fucking evil and has to die.
>Exterminatus.
>Lieren: Good riddance motherfuckers.
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>>4802049
>to replace the blade with one of the power swords I was given that response.
You might as well retire the guandao at that point.
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>>4802082
A sword fit for a human would be big enough to be the blade of a guadao for a giant.
There, the chendao is now a power weapon
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>>4802072
But will that be enough?
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>>4802082
Well, we'll have to replace the Chendao at some point anyway, if only because a gunpowder-based compact repeating cannon can only get so far. If we want to keep using a weapon like it, we'd have to recreate it with more advanced tech down the line, so making that upgraded version a power weapon would make more sense.

Especially since I'm pretty sure you can't convert a regular steel blade into a power weapon, you have to build one from the ground up to be one.
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>>4802098
Jury-rigging an already functional device is a wasteful practice that I oppose. Also if we aren’t going to craft a power blade for it then what was the point of crafting the guandao? Is the Primarch designed to be a technican who crafted his own weapon to the best of his ability in the name of his dead friend and cares a lot about self-improvement really going to just going to take a lazy short cut like that?
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>>4802141
It was before we had learned of power weapons from Kanzeon, I didn't think we would be able to get one until the crusade rolled here.
But now we just news to visit the workshop again in the future, so it's better to keep the swords as very close range options.
Also juryriging is not lazy if you mean to make it work properly, just the worse option if you can make something from scratch.
But back to the original matter, how is doing it making the guandao an anine weapo or ruin it anon?
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>>4802049
>But what do you think it would become in the low power setting?
Tasers don't shoot bolts of lightning, they shoot two prongs wired to the pain weapon that conduct electricity. Both have to connect to flesh for the taser to work properly, which is why they are so ineffective. Directed lightning won't have that flaw.
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"Hoping achieves nothing, if one wishes to better the world they must labor to change it with their own hands. Callouses are the markings of a life spent toiling for a finer tomorrow" You proclaim, lashing your arm outwards as you face remnants of the wretch's grisly feasts, desecrated graves laid bare before the sun's light and bones cracked open and sucked dry of putrid marrows and liquids too foul to be named. Guozhi smirks and chuckles like a proud grandfather watching the next generation frolic and play in fields he himself cleared.

"Your hunter's outlook has made itself clear once again, my junior. I suppose, despite having all the trappings of a gentle mannered sage, your blood yet boils for the thrill of the chase and execution, no?" Guozhi sighs, hobbling forward and resting near your side.

Kneeling down before his staff, he traces a string of characters, poetry, upon the soot covered half of his walking aid. His method of focusing his psyker abilities, honing them upon lines of thought set and prewritten in his mind. One ignorant of the true nature of his talents, would see such ritual as the makings of a spell or incantation to plead for the intervention of celestial forces. But it is nothing more than a practiced method to improve his confident in powers born from his own being, much like how many actors will sings briefly before stepping on the stage to ready their vocal cords, or how acrobats stretch before their more strenuous performances.

"Be unseen, as a walker upon wind. Be unheard, as the final breath of a hermit. Be unperceived, as the world beyond" He whispers to himself. To your piercing gaze, the air around him flickers briefly, becoming clouded before it returns to its usual clarity. The fog whips around Guozhi's legs as his eyes flash blue. To a man without the potential of psykerism, he would be as unseen as the breeze that twirls and dances across his aged form.

"I cannot allow myself to be called a friend of the people, if I do not remove the predators that threaten their lives" You answer in kind, sniffing the air to attempt to discern if any of the hanging aromas of blood and vile are fresher than the rest that tarnishes this field of grave "I must be certain that wretched beast lays dead, and whether I must make it so, it shall provide a worth subject to test the Null Denouncement Charms' effects upon living flesh spoilt by the touched of Empyrean"

Guozhi rises to his feet unsteadily.

"The touch of Malevolent Qi, specifically those aligned to death, decay and bloodshed" Guozhi says with a tut of his tongue and wag of his finger "I shall leave you to your hunt, Lieren. The dead need to be tended to and given the respect stolen from their graves. Though, I somehow doubt I would prove to be an able combatant if I were to join you in the fray"

You laugh alongside your mentor and dear friend, as he shuffles to the nearest grave, to begin his prayers.
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>>4802305

"I would not endanger a friend so carelessly, speak a second prayer in my stead, old friend. I shall return shortly, to begin our true work here. I shall require your knowledge and assistance for the task ahead, so I would ask you not to wander far from here" You say, smiling as you place a hand upon the monk's thin shoulder.

He nods silently, gripping his prayer beads tightly in his hands, winding them around every finger at the base of his wrists as he does so.

"Your expertise shall be invaluable in removing the corruptive forces haunting this place" You add, as you turn away from Guozhi and the grave he now tends to "I shall not be long, scavengers always prove to be easy prey"

"Be mindful of your life, and its frailties, Lieren. May your endeavor being met with success and fortune, I shall pray for your safety as you perform the grisly work of slaying the grave defiling abomination" Guozhi whispers, his voice carrying upon the wind as you leave him in the graveyard, and begin your hunt.
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A wretch lay in the muddy waters of the den it had dug beneath a barrow hill left by the passing of war. Dimly, the beast was aware it had once been a man, it knew it had been. But all else had become muddled, like a dream forgotten upon waking. When his belly was full of meat, gristle and fat, the fragments of his life became clearer. Flashes of a young girl, of a doughy mate, of a prosperous field of grains and flowers. But, as soon as he could grasp these recollections of what he had once been, they faded away and were swiftly replaced by the ever gnawing hunger that had taken roost within his gullet and so fevered his mind.

Grasping weakly for a nearby bone with a few strips of meat left upon it, the creatures ruddy hands tipped with black talons festering with filth and disease, lifted from the pool it languished within. Ripples danced from its extended, crooked claws, as it lazily lifted it self from the murk.

Drool and pungent mucus dripped over its trowel like fangs as it rose to its feat, feverish hunger draining what little consciousness yet remained within its bestial mind. Its jaw slacked, its greased grey black hair falling across its tattered, bloated lips as it brought its meager meal to them.

Pangs of pain shot through the wretches spine, consciousness returned as a thin sliver of meat slipped down its yawning throat that had been stretched far wider than any human's neck should be able to accommodate. Flickers of a past life danced pleasantly in the the beast's thoughts, as agony burrowed into its skull as the two black horns upon its brow grew ever so slightly longer.

In the gloom, the wretch's yellowed eyes spotted his own reflection, and briefly realized how far he had fallen. So greatly degenerated that he appeared more ogre than man. His bloated stomached churned and shivered, as he roared and slammed a gangly arm upon the image presented upon the water's surface.
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>>4802309

Retreating back into the soothing depths of the monstrosity of his being, the ogre gnawed greedily upon the leg bone of a wandering bandit he had waylaid the night prior, dragging his overgrown teeth and lashing tongue over its surface to pick and pull even the meagerest morsel from its surface.

And then it came. An oppressive presence, a threat carried upon the air itself. The ogre turned his eyes from his meals, and saw in the darkness of its lair.

Two eyes burning brightly gold. And a flash of torturous recognition shot through his feeble mind. The ogre! the true ogre! the Ogre who led him to adapt such a wretched assistance. Not prey, not competition, but a predator.

The grave stealing ogre growled, phlegm and bile gurgling in its throat as it slunk further into the cool pool of water in which it slept. The giant stepped closer, eyes narrowing in disgust and a spite purer than anything a mortal man could stand to play host to.

"So, you have clung to life after all, debasing yourself in such pointless painful survival rather than welcoming the death that rightfully awaited you" The giant sighed, voice rumbling with a great force of anger intermingled with deep pity "The instinct to survive, rather than give into the peaceful rest to come, is often times more dreadful than the torturous end of starvation that you desperately fled from. BEAST!"

The lesser ogre howled and cried, mind to fractured to speak the tongue he once spoke or even in the voice he held in his prior life.

The greater ogre, with movement so fluid and rapid that it seemed to be nothing but a blur of light to the corpse eater, planted the might weapon he held into the muddy soil of its lair and adopted the feline stance of a veteran mouser, while his quarry shrank back against the wall of earthen home like a fleeing rat.

A small amulet of jade fell from his hand clenched into the crude shape of a spear. Beads of lacquered wood shook as the necklace fell to hang upon the stagnant air. Small slivers of light ignited along its length, glowing with the golden glow of an unobstructed sun.

"Come, or die pitifully" The ogre mocked, beckoning his lesser kin to battle with a flick of his wrist, tightening the claw formed from the finger's of his free hand. The instinct to survive flared in the creatures wretched breast, and it flung itself forward, ruddy skin shimmering beneath the light surrounding the larger beast.

Layers of fat and grease burned away. Reality flickered. The cavern became a forest heavy with fog. The greater ogre was now draped in the fresh hide of a great panther, wearing it over his bared chest like a noble lord's cloak. The wind whipped the fog, and the ogre vanished into it like he had been born and weaved of it himself.

The cavern returned, accompanied by a great pain. The wretch saw its hunter standing above it, foot pressed against its broken leg.
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>>4802311

The femur jutted out from his paper thin skin, blood gushing and flowing down his thighs, forming pools between the bones pressing through his skin.

A moment later, the wretch was in the air, kicked from the ground. Its slavering jaw broken and ground to dust from a single strike. It hung limply. Its back had broken against the cavern wall, he could no longer move or even struggle to defend himself. The ogre was at his side, only foretold by the wind rushing before his rapid stride.

Silently, the greater ogre lifted the lesser from the ground by its throat. His gaze was torture, his expression death. He raised his hand, and set the jade necklace over the still beasts neck.

The wretch felt as if he had been lit aflame, the fever burned from his minds as a blaze tore through his body, attacking even the smallest element of its being as the corruption that had settled within his flesh and fat was forcefully torn away and enflamed.

Kang Fan awoke, in the body that had once been his, in the brief period that the taint that had turned him to such a degenerated existence was wiped away. The hunger was crawling back, but he remembered. He had been a loyal man of the silver Lions. The retainer of the Heir. His cousin Yongrui. He had the misfortune to survive the betrayal that claimed his young master's noble life, having crawled away in the chaos that should have taken him, a spear lodged in his stomach and then...and then. Oh courts above what has he become! What has he become! to survive! Such a depraved, abominable existence! How could he have allowed himself to be so lowered! How could he have committed such foul crimes!?

The ogre was creeping upon his mind, ghoulish hunger replacing disgust and shamed with every breath his broken body took.

"KCh..kch...keeel...kill me giant!" He spat into his treacherous enemies face "Kill me and be done with it, release me from this torment so I may plead for forgiveness in hell!"
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You lowered your gaze, as the light of intelligence and humanity began to fade from the wretch's eyes as you pulled the charm from his neck.

"As you wish, may your crimes be forgiven in your next life or within whatever fate awaits you beyond. I shall keep the beast you became a secret, a warrior of Kang" You say pityingly, as you grasp the ghoul's head and with a sharp twist of your wrist, tear his head from his shoulders.

As the life fades from its tallow eyes, its lip move to speak a single phrase.

"Thank you"

Sighing, you drop the head to the body, and leave the corpse thief's lair. With a lighter you made while in the company of Kanzeon, you turn its den into a funeral pyre.

"May you find peace in death" You say, quickly praying for the creature. His crimes were terrible, but the being you faced in that burrow could not be considered the same as the man it once was. It was a victim of this corpsefield as much as its own prey were.
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>>4802315

It cannot be forgiven for its wickedness, but the man he once was could be mourned.

Shaking your head, you look upon the Null Denouncement charm, as the jade it is carved upon becomes translucent upon the light of the setting sun. There was work still to be done upon these plains. Corruption to cleanse, taint to wash away.

Silently, you walked back to the graves tended by Guozhi.

"Your bloody work is done then, I assume?" The old man asked solemnly "Did your charms function as well as you had theorized they would"

"I understand them better now, but we must now test the true extent of their power. In not only cleansing filth but their ability to ward it away as well" You reply, whipping the charm idly in the air, drawing circles as you wait for Guozhi to finish the prayer for the last ransacked grave "But to set the stage for such a trail, I will need your assistance"

"You intend to do something foolhardy, I can tell by the tone of your voice" Guozhi groans

"Indeed I do, I intend to gather the Qi of death and malice that has gathered here. To condense it into a single area so I may wipe it away in one move, and chase off any beings that had come to feast upon the energy itself' You say, catching the Jade Null Denouncement Charm after swinging it upwards "You understand how to accomplish such a feat, I know how to a barrier of charms to entrap the Qi and the beasts it calls to"

"What a dangerous idea! How bold and how foolish! I cannot help but to aid in such a wild endeavor!" Guozhi laughs energetically before clasping his hands together and bowing "I shall give all of my trust to you, as I have always, Lieren"

You cup your hands together and bow to return the old man's gesture.

"I shall leave the shepherding of Qi to you, while I prepare the sigils of protection and create a stage in which I may combat the malevolence that has made this battlefield its home" You proclaim, before seeing Guozhi mimic your habitual lashing of your arm that you often perform when giving speeches or other commands.

You cackle in amusement and shake your head.

"Now is not the time for humor, Guozhi" You scold as he silently laughs, nodding in agreement.

"A little levity has never hurt a soul, Lieren" He answers "But let us begin our dangerous work, together"
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The smoke of burning incense clouds the air, muddling the stench of blood, gunpowder and ash. The Moon has risen, its pale light struggling to pierce the shroud of fog. It has grown heavier as Guozhi and yourself toiled to prepare the cleansing of the field of turtle's treachery.

A clearing has been prepared and readied, Stones have been set in a hexagon around it so as to more efficently draw the power of your and Guozhi's wills into the charms and potent rune script carved onto their surfaces. The sigils glow with a fiery golden light, pillars of the substance of souls rising high enough into the night's sky to pierce the heavens themselves.
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>>4802318

Shimmering veils of golden brilliance dance between the pillars, projecting scenes of taken from both of your memories and written by the dreams of each of you hide within your hearts.

Meditating in the center of the spiritual arena, you sit, fully dressed in your armor. The Chendao, Twin Daos and Six fanged spear lay in front of you, chiming harmoniously with Guozhi's chanting. The old sage sits beyond the will fueled walls the both of you have erected. Sweat pours from his brow as he presses both of his thumbs against it, to more efficiently funnel and channel the power shared between both of your wills and souls.

"It is time" You state, turning your eyes to the great orb of twilight floating above you. Screaming skulls tinged violent and verdant struggle to escape the confines of the gathered energy. Vortexes of lighting crackle across its surface, hounded by tongues of flame and smoke.

Leaping to your feet, your break your meditation, opening your thoughts to the ambient emotion of the world as your own conviction flows into the wards surrounding you, turning the spectral shield into a tangible wall of soulfire.

With a wild, thunderous cry, you drive the Jade Null Denouncement charm into the depths of the condensed empyreal energies alongside your fist, and force you will upon it, using a portion of one of the psykerist techniques you have trained yourself in.

The orb cracks, and briefly, so does reality. A new world stands before your eyes, as a great burning needles and claws into your temple. Winds of Qi storm around you, but the barrier holds. Clenching your jaw, you answers the screeching call of the world of spirits with your own bellowed challenge. The Null Denouncement Charm power shields you from the forces that rush against you.

Chaos surrounds you, a storm of unrestrained emotion and subconscious. Maddening images dance around you, tongues of green and black flames flicker around your feet as bolts of lilac energy lance out and burn the air, leaving behind a bitter taste upon it. Your armor is scourged by the winds of the other world , but soon, the sea of anarchy is calmed.

And there is a moment while the every shifting view settles upon a single image that you are able to comprehend. And within it, your enemy emerges to combat you as the gathered dark energy is chased and banished away by the Null Denouncement Charms.
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>>4802321

And what is it you see, Lieren?
>A field woven of sinew and torn flesh, scattered with skulls cast in bronze and blooded weapons. The air is fire, the wind is death...
>An Ice capped mountain top, where two armies rage against each other like the tides of a sea in a storm. One dressed in black armor and furs, and the other in shimmering gold plate. Both covered in thorns of metal and sigils that fill you with an intense hatred.
>A fetid swamp, filled with bloated and dancing corpses and flowers that blossom in the bowels of hanged men. A rain of bile falls upon the horrid celebrants
>A dark cavernous expanse dotted with familiar green gems. Verminous figures dart and scurry across the shadows. An overpowering stench of urine and other filth fills your lungs.
>Something else? (write in)

https://youtu.be/l76unGjRtBs Music for the throwdown about to occur

Don't worry, Guozhi is safe, he's on the other side of the "FUCK YOU DAEMONS" field.
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>>4802323
>>Something else? (write in)
>A gargantuan manse made of all things putrid and foul, inhabited by an entity that embodies such things all the more. Its foundations hewn from sickly rock, its walls made from decaying timbers, its grounds and garden filled with specimen after specimen of feitd, plagued life, save for a beautiful, immaculate, alien bloom at it's center.
Get in loser, we're saying hi to Isha.
I'll be damned if those Skaven don't tempt me though.
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>Something else? (write in)
A forest of trees made of bone and sap of blood with soils a fertile black and full of chartering skulls. Among the trees gargoyles laugh and feast on meat while the sky above rolls like the ocean and other predators watch from the deep.
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>>4802323
>A dark cavernous expanse dotted with familiar green gems. Verminous figures dart and scurry across the shadows. An overpowering stench of urine and other filth fills your lungs.
Time to see just how bad things can really get.
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>>4802323
>>A dark cavernous expanse dotted with familiar green gems. Verminous figures dart and scurry across the shadows. An overpowering stench of urine and other filth fills your lungs.

SKAVEN SKAVEN YES YES
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>>4802323
>>A field woven of sinew and torn flesh, scattered with skulls cast in bronze and blooded weapons. The air is fire, the wind is death...
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>>4802323
>>A field woven of sinew and torn flesh, scattered with skulls cast in bronze and blooded weapons. The air is fire, the wind is death...
I'd rather fight some simple Khorne demons rather then have to deal with a Verminlord, Nurgle shit, or whatever the fuck the black and gold armies are.
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>>4802323
>A dark cavernous expanse dotted with familiar green gems. Verminous figures dart and scurry across the shadows. An overpowering stench of urine and other filth fills your lungs.
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>>4802323
>Something else? (write in)
>a hoard of malignant green toads men, clad in armor made of refuse and iron as they scream for sustainace and their long forgotten god, Moot. Their banners depict words reminiscent to a forgotten language, possible ancient gothic as some flags depict pictures of fried chicken strips, /pol/, /b/, and /sfs/.
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>>4802323
>>Something else? (write in)
The black stench of evil, without any form without any face. It is a terrifying darkness oozing with malicious intent of any kind. It grovels in the field feasting on the grudges and last hopes of the dead, thinking is safe.
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>>4802441
i think they are all cool choices, even the write in s.
Also Lieren as a good amount of weapons now as well ideas for fight evil spirits, so i think we are good for anything in this field.


>>4802547
i left a thing out of my write in
"It is raw and untamed, wild and without masters."
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>>4802323
Some worthy memes
Needs a Lieran and Fulgrim
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>>4802323
>Something else? (write in)
>A gargantuan manse made of all things putrid and foul, inhabited by an entity that embodies such things all the more. Its foundations hewn from sickly rock, its walls made from decaying timbers, its grounds and garden filled with specimen after specimen of feitd, plagued life, save for a beautiful, immaculate, alien bloom at it's center.
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>>4802323
I will support
>>4802547

Always go for true chaos.
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>>4802564
Speaking of Fulgrim, I remember reading an argument that he was actually a closet xenophile the entire time. He would say the lines, express disdain for aliens, his whole stated reason for exterminating the Laer when most of his war council were of the opinion that they were no threat for the moment was that they were trying to reach for perfection when that is solely mankind's right.

And yet, he took a sword from them that he treasured, he was the only one to agree to speak with the Eldar when they tried to warn him about Chaos (though he did try to kill them when they implied his brothers would fall to it) and his Legion were the ones to start jamming alien organs and genetic material into their bodies in their bids at making themselves perfect.
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>>4802323
>Something else? (write in)
>A gargantuan manse made of all things putrid and foul, inhabited by an entity that embodies such things all the more. Its foundations hewn from sickly rock, its walls made from decaying timbers, its grounds and garden filled with specimen after specimen of feitd, plagued life, save for a beautiful, immaculate, alien bloom at it's center.

This seems like an interesting choice. They all are, but I'd prefer to leave Fantasy in Fantasy.
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>>4802840
He's the most 'cultured' Primarh, so it makes sense he's have an appreciation for art and culture not only among humanity but also other species. It also helps merge into his charisma and diplomatic nature, see how he united Chemos
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>>4802323
>A dark cavernous expanse dotted with familiar green gems. Verminous figures dart and scurry across the shadows. An overpowering stench of urine and other filth fills your lungs.
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>>4802323
>The black stench of evil, without any form without any face. It is a terrifying darkness oozing with malicious intent of any kind. It grovels in the field feasting on the grudges and last hopes of the dead, thinking is safe.
Come at me Malal. Bring your best!
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>>4802547
>>4802376
Support, let's fight some Furys and other undivided daemons.
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Also please no skavens in 40k, I don't you want the story to degrade to end times quality.
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>>4802957
>tfw one of our sons is likely a Bittenfield
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>>4802323
>Something else? (write in)
>A gargantuan manse made of all things putrid and foul, inhabited by an entity that embodies such things all the more. Its foundations hewn from sickly rock, its walls made from decaying timbers, its grounds and garden filled with specimen after specimen of feitd, plagued life, save for a beautiful, immaculate, alien bloom at it's center.
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>>4802323
>>Something else? (write in)
>>A gargantuan manse made of all things putrid and foul, inhabited by an entity that embodies such things all the more. Its foundations hewn from sickly rock, its walls made from decaying timbers, its grounds and garden filled with specimen after specimen of feitd, plagued life, save for a beautiful, immaculate, alien bloom at it's center.
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Calling the vote now. Some amazing write ins this time around, fucking amazing work lads. Really blew me away.

A gargantuan manse made of all things putrid and foul: 5

A dark cavernous expanse dotted with familiar green gems.:4

A forest of trees made of bone and sap of blood with soils a fertile black and full of chartering skulls:2

A field woven of sinew and torn flesh, scattered with skulls cast in bronze and blooded weapons:2

A meme: 1

The black stench of evil, without any form without any face:4

Total votes: 17

The sight that greets Lieren's piercing is that of a gargantuan manse made of all things foul and putrid. inhabited by an entity that embodies such things all the more. Its foundations hewn from sickly rock, its walls made from decaying timbers, its grounds and garden filled with specimen after specimen of feitd, plagued life, save for a beautiful, immaculate, alien bloom at it's center.

Aka, the Blighted mansion of misery and mirth.

But what shall step to challenge Lieren the hunter?

We shall see.

Writing now.

https://youtu.be/NMsxTUkEfQw

A fitting musical accompaniment for the update

>>4802957
His eyes do look kinda of golden in that picture...

>>4802988
I blame the end times more on GW throwing a tantrum when storm of chaos didn't go as they planned and chaos should've been shit stomped at the start of the campaign so they ignored it, then retconned storm, and then made the End times seemingly out of sheer spite for the fanbase.

but that is neither here nor there
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>>4803435
>Some amazing write ins this time around, fucking amazing work lads. Really blew me away.
Flatterer. I'm just thrilled/shocked that people have liked my write-ins so far.
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>>4802323
>A field woven of sinew and torn flesh, scattered with skulls cast in bronze and blooded weapons. The air is fire, the wind is death...
Khornate. Fitting for a carnage-spawned daemon.
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>>4803435
Well, it seems that we are visiting grandpa Nurgle and now Isha knows we exist. Also, fighting a Great Unclean One in the middle of nurgle's garden. Fuck
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>>4803503
We can take him
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>>4803503
No problem, just got to use some bleach.
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>>4803503
>Comes into your house
>Flirts with your girlfriend
>Wrecks your flowerbeds
>Kills your son
>"I am restoring benevolence and prosperity to this household"
>Leaves
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>>4803503
well it might have the home advantage, but Lieren has the surprise and the first strike if he is able to see where it is. Which with the stentch of evil it can be seen

>>4803547
kek
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Btw i have find again the Cui info which is :
red and grey, three carps circling each other, It should be easy to find and use other carps for them, and i have an idea already on how it will look.
Searching for the Lai, but i am either blind or i can t find their info.
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>>4803576
When in doubt, use a horse.
I know the northern Yan are kyrin, but what about the southern?
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>>4803547
it do be like that
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>>4803531
>>4803544
>>4803547
>>4803551
Mortarion at his peak lost against Nurgles bullshit and you want to enter the heart of his filth ridden den? Let’s see this ends in disaster.
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>>4803670
We aren't a perpetualy seething, bitter sack of shit, Anon. Already leaps and bounds better than Morty.
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>>4803585
Of that i am sure, the horse seems 100% their animal. They are horse breeders, have cavalry warfare tradition and more. But i didn t see their colors.
>>4803670
I didn t vote for that

>>4802547
this is my vote here.


Still i don t think it s the deity it self. But one of his demons, remember that we are doing this in the battlefield. I don t believe the place is strong enough for be a full connection, so we might in a border part of sort, partially "colonized" by a demon of nurgle. And made in the image of the main garden it self.
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>>4803683
Character doesn’t factor into it. Mortarion was one of the toughest primarches and at his peak he had centuries of experience and was an adult. Lieren on the other hand is still a child primarch. Our only advantage is our willingness to use mystical bullshit.
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and well the vote has win, so we are going in there is not much to say about that.

Not that in mind, we are going to have a cool fight ahead of us. And it can be experience for when we must face the actual servant of nurgle send on Shangrila.
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>>4803692
Some vote for me.
>>4803670
But Malal doesn't fuck us over, so stop being bitter about losing.
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Did you guys really vote to poke the Green One himself? I very much doubt Lieren is going to get out of this without catching a disease...
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>>4803708
No wait, you were one of the guys that made a non-issue into an argument, ignore what I said.
We don't need more of the autistic screeching that happens like clockwork in this quest.
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>>4802564
I tried my hand at it.
Couldn't think of a background, someone has any ideas?
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>>4803702
We have a couple more advantages here than old Morty did. For one, we aren't going to be in the Warp itself, just in a section of reality it is bleeding into. Small difference for most, but a crucial one.

Secondly, it wasn't Mortarion's own toughness that failed and made him submit to Nurgle, it was the Death Guard's. He made the bargain to save his sons, while Lieren is the only one in harm's way here.

Thirdly, Morty didn't have custom-made anti-Warp protections beyond the Gellar Fields on his ships. The Null Denouncement Charms should let us mostly make up for the disparity in endurance, not even mentioning the more intrinsic anti-Chaos bullshit we've got.
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>>4803670
>>4803692
Oh yeah, Lieren isn't in the garden. He basically punched a window into the warp from which a daemon is crawling through into realspace, while the energy of the tear is contained by the Null Denouncement charms, creating a sort of boundary reality in the arena as the energies are banished back into the Emperyan.

A limbo between the warp and realspace.

However, you did basically break papa nurgle's window, and for someone with eyes like Lieren, it isn't going to be pleasant to gaze upon the garden even from a distance spanning realities. Like how looking at the emperor's true form knocked him out for a week and made his eyes bleed.

Think of it like having a bright flashlight shined in your eyes behind a window, but the flashlight is strong enough to make your eyes bleed, since its you know, the stuff of the warp.

So, Lieren isn't in the garden, however he looked through and got a face full of that pain he feels when he looks at warpshit of suitable strength, like warpstone, daemons or the emperor.

I figured I'd explain, since the update might make it seem like Lieren pulled a firehawk and leroy jenkin'd into the plague father's realm itself

Which, would be an incredibly dickish move to make, since it'd be screwing you guys over for a write in. Which is the height of faggotry. If Lieren falls, it will be your conscious decision rather than "hurr hurr you saw a poxed ass cheek, join Mortarion in his sad tower 4evah"

Because that isn't fun for you, me, or anyone!

Always, I'm finish up the update leading into Lieren fighting a daemon in the ring of magical bullshit.

Remember, I run this quest so you guys can enjoy it, not to make you suffer.

>>4803717
Fucking incredible
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>>4803692
That's surprisingly possible. Anyways, now that we didn't go against a bloodletter, I have to remake my memepost in the image of>>4803547
>Yo Nurgle.
>Yo gardening some.
>Pot all the way.
>See sun rise at edge of garden.
>Why sun not oozing shit?
>Sun moves to center of garden.
>It fucks yo wife.
>Then kills Fred.
>Then leaves.
>Nurgle: Fucking zoomers
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>>4803702
It's a joke, Anon.
Also we'll be fine, mark my words.
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>>4803717
Either Monarchia or Calth might work. And the latter would work in canon too if you replaced Lieren and Lorgar with Kor Phaeron and Guilliman.
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>>4803717
A greek/roman style amphitheater, putting emphasis on Lieren beating Chaos Lorgar on a normal debate and Chaos Lorgar being really, REALLY melodramatic.
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>>4803717
Based
Perhaps some fantasy art of oriental worlds ?
So it looks like Shangrila. Needs the mist of course.


>>4803722
A sort of colony ? Seems nurgle was planning to send support to his servant here in Shangrila then. Probably because he feared to lose to Khorne or the Bird.

Ah Malal i must ask you a big favour if is possible do you have with you/ or remember the colors of the house of Lai ?
And can you confirm me if the house of Qian is color red and if they have as symbol the spider, or it s just the nickname of our friend and ally ?
I am kind of uncertain over the Yin and Zhou too. Though i remember the Unbroken Thunder Howl wearing some black robes at our first feast, still in the start.

I am kind of ashamed to ask you, because honestly i have find everyone else for the banners on my own without problems. But i can t find much on those.
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>>4803722
>However, you did basically break papa nurgle's window, and for someone with eyes like Lieren, it isn't going to be pleasant to gaze upon the garden even from a distance spanning realities. Like how looking at the emperor's true form knocked him out for a week and made his eyes bleed.
Well this’ll be ugly.
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>>4803786
We're facing Chaos, it's always ugly. Just even more so since it's Nurglite Chaos we're facing.
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>>4803802
That’s not what I mean. Looking at the Emperor’s true form physically hurt him. Now he has to deal with that while fighting nurglites and their bullshit. Being incapacitated for a week is looking like one of the better results.
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>>4803819
Don't worry, we know not to stare at it this time.
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>>4803786
>>4803802
Yep!

>>4803781
Never stated Lai's colors, but they're a pale blue like the sky clear of fog.

Qian's colors are scarlet and plum, however the spider is not the symbol of the house It's a blossom, specifically a plum blossom.

Yin Lei's personal color is black however the Southern Yin's colors are grey and white, and their image are clouds.

The Zhou's symbol was a polecat upon copper and jade.
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A gargantuan manse made of all things foul and putrid stands before you in defiance to all sense of logic and reason. In the depths of your subconscious, you understand the horrid landscape is purely constructed of emotion and thought, but it seems as real as the graves that are scattered across the plains. Scarlet rivers flow from the golden pools of your eyes, burning upon your cheeks as the sheer intensity of the other world's vileness assaults your every sense. Something terrible and ancient inhabits this manor, something that embodies putridity more deeply than the realm of decay and rot it inhabits.

The foundations are hewn from a sickly rock with the appearance of tumorous bones and diseased marrow, mortared with bile and effluvial grime squeeze from the bowels of bloated cadavers. Pus drips like water upon the stones that hold up this manse of filth and disease, it crawls like sweat upon a farmer's brow, and spawns revolting forms of verminous life that titters and cackles at the pain the sights above inflict upon you in both body and mind.

The walls of this manor of unearthly putrescence is cobbled from timbers in varying states of decay, held in place by rusted nails that look more like the twisted and grasping branches of dead and withered trees. The wood walls groan and moan like the dying gasps of a man consumed by fever and illness. Winds spoilt brown and rotten black shriek around the mansion and the garden that surrounds it, carrying clouds choking fumes and corpses gases heavy enough to choke the life out of a health ox, if the legions of bloated flies and obese mosquitoes that danced upon the very same winds did not devour them to the marrow of their bones first.

Every fiber of your being wishes to turn away and flee from the ghastly sights, though they only linger for a splinter of a moment, it is a torturous experience that from your perception is prolonged for dreadfully ponderous span of seven stagnantly sluggish minutes. Corroded pipes of iron vomit forth hordes of locusts, fattened maggots, corpse eating beetles and terrible chimeric vermin sewn together from the tongues and fingers of men! Burning bile builds in your through, tingling upon the base of your tongue as the stinging miasma of the manse's grounds washes through the tear in reality, withering the grass and drying to soil beneath. Upon the death winds, grease and filth encrusted windows rattle as if laughing in grim amusement as shards of glass splinter and flutter away to join the procession of vermin swarming around the grounds of manor's gardens.

The lacquer painted upon the decayed walls of the mansion, cracks and peels like the entirety of the building labors to breath and cling onto some repulsive mockery of life. Trees carved from still living bones weep sap of puss filled blood, pink and pale, as rotten fruits swell and molder upon their branches like peaches ripe for plucking.
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>>4803838

Several of the trees' trunks are split down the middle, revealing crooked yellowed fangs and slavering tongues that lap and slurp at the streams of sewage that flow beneath their entrail roots. Bells and gongs chime, signaling flocks of three eyed cranes to sing a mournful dirge.

But, beneath the façade of primeval squalor, at the boundary of garden of loathsome repugnance, sits a beacon of hope. An alien beauty, immaculate and untarnished by the malevolent miasma and degrading decays that surrounds her prison. Like a lotus flower, blossoming above the mud it was planted. Spitting blood and bile to the ground, you lift your head to the maiden flower entrapped in the hellish manse.

And bear witness to the terribly wretched and old entity that both imprisons her and tends to the gardens that the mere sight of has sickened and appalled you. Your twin hearts cease beating, for to gaze upon the patriarch of all things foul and putrid, He who cultivates decay and rust, the shepherd of viruses, He who tends to illness is to invite horrid death itself. Teeth like tombstones are revealed as the great malevolence grins gregariously, a genial glint flickering in his eyes clouded with pale pus and feculence. A beard of buboes and boils hangs from the beings corpulent maw as the mountainous chair it sits up creaks and cries as it shifts its incomprehensible bulk to face you.

Your perception of it flickers, attempting to understand the nature of such an ancient existence. At once it is nothing but a great mass of despair, desperation, fear and absence of hope, at once it is a being of mold and fermented waste, at once it is a hive of countless vermin and insects, at once it is a bloated devil dressed in apparel befitting a noble of Yan, holding a rusted tea pot in which the innards and bowels of plague victims. Your mind accepts the last, to cling to sanity in the face of such concentrated foulness. A mouth peels across the father of plagues expansive gullet, a tongue infected with spiders and dripping with fungal slimes rolls across the his belly and crawls to reach for the jade like beauty caged at his side.

Gripping the Jade Null Denouncement Charm, you muster all of your willpower and courage to gaze upon the sickening essence of the being. The abomination is impressed by your valor, for his grin grows ever wider, splitting as fungal spores float upon his stagnant breath from the grave.

Boiling blood drips from your chin, the whites of your eyes have turned red from the vessels that have popped in the struggle to simply look upon the manse and its garden.

A voice spoken into the core of your soul, the bones of your creation, rattles and warbles as it speaks threats veiled in gentle kindness and wicked merriment.
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>>4803842

"How long have you suffered for the benefit of all, oh child of man? How long have you languished, toiling to better the world when all will eventually decay and return to dust and soil alone? How long have you struggled and battled to prevent the natural course of nature, warding off death and plague alike in the wayward hope that it would all cease to be and vanish from the life of your kin? Is it not exhausting to work without cause or meaning, to rage against the coming dusk in the feeble effort to prolong the day? Is it not tiring, to do all of these things and know all of your work, all of your deeds, all of the good you have done will be wiped away by entropy and the winds of times, forgotten and unknown? That all who you have saved shall wither and rot away with age, shall sicken and grow weak while you stand eternal and unchanged? Is it not bothersome, to struggle to begin with? yet alone merely to extend the suffering of life itself?"

Like jackal's venomous spittle the devil whispers again.

"After all, do you not teach that death should be welcomed with open armsssss?!"

You close your eyes, but the monstrously joyful grin does not fade away from your vision. Nor does the sorrowful, solemn gaze of the alien beauty that sits at its side, muttering...muttering secret protections and wards against the evil that cages her like a lonesome song bird.

"I refuse the lure of nihilism! TOAD OF DECAY! WORM WHO BASKS IN MISERY! FORLORN MIRTHFUL KING OF DISEASE! YOU WILL NOT TAKE HOLD OF MY HEART!" You roar in response, dipping a thumb in the blood throwing from your eyes to paint a script of the Null Denouncement charms' protection alongside the words that make up the being of Kanzeon's avatar upon your brow and cheeks.

And they are ignited by golden fire, as are your eyes, as the arena you have made is drawn into the limbo between the temporal and spiritual. The stage of battle is set, between the world of sanity and the realm of madness.

The toad king begins to claps his hands thunderously, bellowing a laugh from his torn open stomach that shakes reality and unreality itself.

"Yes! yes! A celebration is in order! the dying struggles of hope and light! Such a treat to share with my beloved! come my children and watch the fool fight against the foul fate that is foretold for him. Fallen, forgotten and failed~!" The emperor of putrescence sings

"The fire of hope cannot be smothered against any will but its own, the heart of a kindly man can endure any hardship" The heavenly beauty whispers, as her kidnapper howls with laughter and wailing sobs.

"I send forth my champion, to claim your soul! SON OF THE ANATHEMA!"

You drape the Jade Null Denouncement Charm around your neck, and ready yourself for battle
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A blind farseer fumbled in the depths of her quarters, a band wraithbone cloth wrapped tightly around ruin of her eyes sockets.
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>>4803848

Burned flesh peek from beneath the pale azure bandages, as she searched amidst the trinkets she kept near her bed in search of the token she required to lend her aid to the vision of fire battling against decay in the depths of Sha'ei. She had born witnessed to the radiant ascension of the monkeigh warrior's soul and had foreseen numerous potential destinies that awaited the wayward son of the gestalt. She found it, a wraithbone staff that held the liquid remains of her eyes, that had melted away when she gazed upon the conflagration of the golden scholar's soul

Grinning like a crone, the crippled woman sat cross legged before it, and mustered her will to reach out into the vast abyss of souls to give what little assistance she was able.

"The eightfold path denounced, and turned inwards" She whispered
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Guozhi's mind burned, as the shield erected by his student and mentor buckled from the sheer potency of the power he now confronted. Lieren's shadow stood out among the golden flames and burning black gasses that raged in the confines of the Null Denouncement zone, images of skulls, skittering vermin and shambling corpses stood amidst the clouds of putrid vapors and steam boiled from the fat of water bloated corpses. Never before in any of his lives had he been witness to such concentrated vileness and incarnated evil! Every sense of reason screamed at the old monk to flee away, to escape the death that stood mere inches away from his soul, struggling to escape and rot away the very essence of his being or otherwise forever stain it. Only the focused soul energy of Lieren, himself and all who believed in the giant came from nothing kept the wall erected by the Null Denouncement charms from breaking and releasing the malevolent forces they contained within.

And even such bountiful Qi of belief and hope, gathered and unified from countless souls, could scarcely fuel the charms with power enough to contain the Qi of sickness and death! All of Guozhi's instincts told him to flee away, but he could not abandon his student and friend upon boundary of the court of the demon lord of entropy, Nà gòu himself!

Even if his own existence was at risk, Guozhi was no longer the cowardly soul who was unable to join his brothers in death. He would stand by his kin until the dying breath of his final life.

"I DENOUNCE EVIL! I DENOUNCE SIN! I DENOUCNE WICKEDNESS AND VILENESS IN ALL ITS MARIAD FORMS! I DENOUNCE DECAY AND ROT ALIKE! I DENOUCNCE ENTROPY AND THE DEATH OF HOPE!" He howled to the heavens, gripping his burnt staff tightly as he used his own soul to funnel the energies of all lives connected and fed by Lieren's own radiant essence into the Null Denouncement Charms, to bolster their power to hold their defenses

A second presence join him, stronger and purer than his own. A distant will cast in silver and pale azure light. And it fed its own power to maintaining the boundary between worlds,lifting weight from Guozhi's own tired shoulders
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>>4803853
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< https://youtu.be/4YRzOWLFXvI >

The creak of rusted metal foretells the approach of the evil spirit sent as your opponent, through the wavering connection between this battlefield and the depths of hell itself. Clockwork limbs held together by dried sinew and mucous strands of filth, covered in a cloak of groaning faces stitched together at the seams with thread spun from the gristle, guts and veins of corpse, pulsating with a a sickly green ichor. Spindly spider legs pierced through corpulent thighs, with gears and cogs splitting the tallow flesh of the corpse tied to the mechanical monstrosity that crawls through the tear in reality, past the draining energies of the Empyrean rushing to escape the light of the Null Denouncement Charms' light

Standing before you, is a great abomination. Dressed in greased skin torn from their victim's back, dripping with infection and clods of dirt. With arms and legs of rusted iron, bound together by rotting flesh and tanned hide. Its face is that of a goat, with horns cracked and pitted with popped boils and rotting along the edges.

With fangs of rusted daggers flashed in a grin, the devil stands before you, bemused enough by your appearance to chortle so ferociously to cause its bloated stomach to ripple and dance, as glass tubes full with boiling green ichor along its arms, spine and gullet.

"Interloper, future brother, you face the warden of life and keeper of rust. It shall be I who claims your soul for the grandfather!" The beasts spits, its bloated tongue dragging upon its fangs to leave a trail of putrid oil to drip from its jaws "You have bested the youngest's servant, but you shall not overcome my poxes"

You click your tongue, and fasten your blank war mask over your face. It would appear the spirit has some sense of honor, as he allows you to choose your weapon before initiating battle.

Choosing the Chendao, for its capabilities to strike from a distance, you watch the wretch reach into its throat with both of its iron claws, digging and clawing at its decaying flesh as if in search of something.

And it finds that something, pulling a raw iron rod from its stomach, bile and black oil dripping across its surface as it pulls the corroded metal from its maw, its tongue wrapping and tearing upon the hilt to form a grip as it rips the a corroded blade nearly the size of itself from the depths of its flesh. Pocket marks upon the swords edge sizzle and pop, as maggots crawl upon its length.

"The dance macabre begins upon the borderlands!" The devil bellows mirthfully.
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>>4803857

What is your first move in this battle, Lieren?
>While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.
>Pierce its rotten shoulder with the Chendao's blade, and attempt to force it into the wall of purifying energy that surrounds the arena
> Test its defenses with cautious strikes and stabs, probing for weakness
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Write in
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>>4803863
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay
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Managed to find a picture of Lorgar and Kor Pharon on Colchis that I could steal and draw over take inspiration from, so here it is.
>>4803781
I wanted to avoid drawing Shangrala because last time I tried drawing a bamboo forest, it ended up looking like vomit, my hands hurt and I nearly went mad
It doesn't help that I draw with a mouse on a pirated version of Photoshop CC 2015
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>>4803863
>>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay
Honestly might be my favorite update yet. Loved the mental image you painted of Papa's manse.
>>4803882
I like the way you think, anon.
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>>4803863
>> Test its defenses with cautious strikes and stabs, probing for weakness
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>>4803863
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus upon your rejection of this vile realm, your disdain and utter contempt for its master, who claims to know your teachings even as it attempts to twist your philosophy into a disgustingly slothful parody of itself.
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>>4803863
I'll support>>4803882


Also HOLY SHIT, WE JUST TOLD NURGLE TO GO FUCK HIMSELF! Bahahahahaha
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>>4803863
>While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one.
Also fixed a few problems with the image.
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>>4803925
God, the way we're going. Dadperor's going to find us through triangulating which planet the Chaos Gods are all griping about by the time the Great Crusade starts.
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>>4803890
This one?
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>>4803951
>Slannesh: He killed my champions chance of Daemonhood!
>Nurgle: He killed my greater daemon and insulted my cooking!
>Khorne: He slew the greatest warrior on the planet and removed their proving ground!
>Tzeench: He bullied my daemon and destroyed his cult!

>Emperor: 2nd. . . I'm so proud of you.
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>>4803882
>>4803863

Hell ye supporting

>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay
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>>4803953
Yes.
Didn't want to just photoshop out the two and have a clash of quality betwen the background and the rest of the image, so I just drew over it.
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>>4803882
Supporting this

>>4803966
Fucking kek


I wonder if we have a chance to save her
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>>4803976
I doubt we do, but we refuse the death of hope and have a history of making plans and pledges to free captive maidens.

I can see a fantastic way to spend our time after the heresy is done. It'll just reek a bit.
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>>4803976
>I wonder if we have a chance to save her
Some people think Leman is in the warp looking for the Tree of Life so that he can bring Big E back from the brink. And that the Tree of Life is one of Isha's forms.
LOOKS LIKE WE GOT A ROAD TRIP WITH OUR FURRY BROTHER
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>>4803834
Thanks and thanks again Malal, This information is all quite useful.
Here is the Lai, i think i am not far off the pale blue.


>>4803890
Great job !
Perhaps just a picture behind it for make it easier. Well, that s comprehensible. Sounds like a pain
>>4803863
>While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one.


Write-In
"Brother ? An evil spirit as dumb and prideful as you is hardly brother to manure. I wonder how many times, you will call me that with what i am about to do to here. I will make sure your very existance is outright cancelled."
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i didn t add the image
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>>4803991
That threat seems a bit out of spirit, not quite lieren enough. Something more to the tune of

"Brother? Prince of filth, you are no more kin than the snake which cowers under a rotten flower. I denounce your claim boil of disease, and with each denouncement I shall erase you!"

>>4803998
Nice though.
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>>4804040
Yeah it s kind of lacking, maybe i should have thought about it more before typing it out.
also thanks
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>>4804040
We could use yours though
So i will change to support that
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>>4804049
>>4804061
If there is one thing we know, it is that denouncing these things hurts them. Usually.
And no need to thank me, it's just a fluffed up version of your own write in. Malal can probably do better.
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>>4803984
I don't know why but I got Supernatural vibes from that
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>>4803998
Nice, perfect for our horselord.
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>>4803863
>>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay
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>>4803857
>>While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.
>>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>>Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one.
Well isn't this a trip and half. Grandpa Shitstain himself and Isha as well. Man if that blind Farseer can tell whats going on she's going to be tripping balls.
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>>4804149
> Grinning like a crone, the crippled woman sat cross legged before it, and mustered her will to reach out into the vast abyss of souls to give what little assistance she was able.
> A second presence join him, stronger and purer than his own. A distant will cast in silver and pale azure light. And it fed its own power to maintaining the boundary between worlds,lifting weight from Guozhi's own tired shoulders
She seems to understand.
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>>4803819
Lieren, as all Primarchs, builds resistance by exposure and practice. We can alredy look at and COMPREHEND truths that would shatter the mind of 99% of the universe, most Eldar farseers included. At this rate our vision will be op busted, even Top 5 in the op busted primarch ability scale. Magnus is still Magnus and Vulcan is immortal, and Sanguinius is best boy.
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>>4803853
>"The eightfold path denounced, and turned inwards" She whispered

This is fucking worrysome.

>>4803863
Backing this >>4803882
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>>4804229
I think she was referring to Nurgle with that one.
When you think about it, it's not a stretch to assume that a corruption of peaceful and harmonious values can turn into justifications for stagnation and rot.
Not to mention the intent of the Eightfold Path was to try and find freedom from the cycle of rebirth, which is another aspect of Nurgle.
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>>4803882
+1
Time to become a proto-primarch eldar
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>>4803863
>>While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.
>>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>>Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one.
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>>4804248
Anon, you are overthinking things.
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>>4804270
As I said before, I am a bit of a lorelet when it comes to 40K.
Still, no reason for me not to get the gears turning and my noggin joggin'.
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>>4804278
It's ok.
I think she meant nore the fact that we wrote the journey to mirror the 4 chaos gods, but focusing on their positive aspect.
Hence the whole it being focused inward, because that's the oposite of the regular chaos star, that is pointing outward.
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>>4803863
>>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>>Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay
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>>4803882
Support
Also decided to make a real quick rough shot of inverting the chaos star both in color and direction. I think it looks kinda neat.
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I can only imagine how hard this is getting censored by the Imperium. At this rate the Emperor is going to create an Ordo dedicated to covering up our misadventures with Chaos.
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>>4804303
Now that I think about it, we don't really have a symbol for the Journey, do we?
This begs further exploration.
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>>4804310
Why not a wheel?
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>>4804309
Ah yes, the Ordo Venatorium.
The broken latin is intentional
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>>4804310
The buddhist wheel is a good one actually.
It keeps the idea of good chaos without being too much on the nose.
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>>4804248
>>4804270
>>4804287
Kek, Lieren denouncing with style (aka trolling) Chaos and the Chaos gods.
>The 4: Your "eightfold path's" symbol is literally ours, you are and have always been subconsciously influenced by chaos, son of the Anathema, your ideals and philosophy are ours to easily corrupt.
>Lieren: It's just the rudder of a boat, I made it my symbol because I like pirates, YOHO!
>The 4: W-what? What kind of fucking bullshit answer is that!?!
>Literally every human: Well, if I have to pick between trusting Lieren and keeping my healthy eternal self-improvement philosophy intact or trusting a Chaos god and getting corrupted, I'll pick Lieren any day.
>The 4: WAIT NO, YOU CANNOT DECIDE, FILTHY MORTALS!!!
[And thus, Lieren and his cuatrillion followers reshaped the warp with their beliefs (and a human waagh field). That's why, in the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war, and the background noises of Emps laughing his ass off in Terra]
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>>4804315
I can only imagine how disappointed the 11th Primarch in the other quest would be when he realizes it's supposed to be a Dharmachakra and not a ship's wheel.
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>>4804309
Ordo Redacticus, and the guy butchering our story with "reason" in Malal's post is their very, VERY fed up with our bullshit Grandmaster. This is now cannon explanation of why Lieren seems to be dead in Malal future posts: It's just a Redacticus subconscious bias/secret wish
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>>4803981
+1

>>4803863
We're already working towards freeing Kanzeon from her literal and metaphorical cage, we might as well promise the same to Isha.

>>4804040
+1 because there's always room for shit talking in poetry.
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>>4804318
I tought it would end with
>And thus in the grimdarkness of the far future, every day is speak like a pirate day.
>>4804322
That looks good. And it can help convince people from the traditional eight heavens too thinking about it.
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>>4804326
New objective added: Sneak into their headquarters and rewrite everything back without they noticing.
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>>4804326
>"Dammned Primarch, thinks he can punch the Daemons good without the Imperial Truth."
>"Muckle-damned ancient Terran tier hogwash."
>"This'll learn him!"
>his personal inbox is then steadily clogged with passive aggressive letters from the 2nd Legion
>this goes on for several Terran centuries
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>>4804322
Read my post anon, it can be both. Also, we shpuld just pick the Imperial DoubleEagle before Lorgar does. Seriously, fuck that guy, if he follows cannon path, I want people to believe that he is just a downgraded Lieren meme copy, and bald
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>>4804336
The worst part is that they notice, but can't do shit because we are technically one of their bosses
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>>4804332
>That looks good
I just grabbed the one of the first images off of google for "dharmachakra", I'll draft up some alternatives in a moment.
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>>4804344
Hey, most of the time simple does the job well enough.
Still hyped though.
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>>4804337
>"Passive agressive"
>The guy opens a letter of some "Captain Chen DanDan"
>It's another haiku talking about dust to the wind, but this one has elaborate margins.
>Puts letter in front of mirror, searching for secret code threats to report (bitch about) to the rest of the Redacticus members.
>One side of the gliphs and embellishments has the detailed schematics of a ciclonic torpedo.
>The other margin has his exact current coordinates.
>Grandmaster: FUUUUUUUUUCK
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>>4804359
>"Captain Chen DanDan"
I don't even know if that's a pen-name or not.
I'm still debating whether or not we limit the number of "Chen"s via legislation.
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>>4804369
What about the Fengs and Yins?
How about we invent new names? Put it on a book like "Goog names for new borns" with a approved by Lieren stamp, and constantly release new versions?
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>>4804369
You cannot stop the Chentide, it's like the Darktide or the Green tide, but with a bureocrat trying to stab you with a pencil
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Alright, I'm far from what you'd call a graphic designer, but I did have InkScape installed and this is what I could bang out in 20 minutes.
Which one looks the least shit, and what ideas do you guys have for improvements?
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>>4804391
B is fucking rad.
A is good, but I think that maybe the spokes should go out a bit from the wheel. The floating balls are cool though.
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>>4804391
I think A would best embody the notion of a path, but having each part stand alone makes it seem like 8 paths from one start point rather than them one point with eight paths that all feed into each other.
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>>4804391
I like the F, but a lotus flower with eight leaves would probably do the same thing while also being really fucking cliche, and I want Lieren to be as proud of his Shangralan legacy as Russ is proud of his Fenris roots. We will be thematic park-turned-deathworld brothers
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>>4804391
Actually, I just had an idea.
Get the arms from b, put them on a whell, put a dot in the center, and make the arms go a bit inside.
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>>4804391
C is giving me major Star Wars Republic vibes
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>>4803946
+1
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Alright, round 2.
I think we're getting somewhere now.
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>>4804452
All are very good but A speaks to me the most.
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>>4804452
They are all too good, I can't choose.
Although I will say that D is probably the mo>>4804452
st original one, with the buddhist lotus theme.
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>>4804457
Wtf happened to my post.
Anyway, with the flower one, it can be like the journey is the path to better oneself just like a tree blossoms, so one side can be a plant bud and the other be the open flower.
Incredibly poetic and over the top, just like everything in Yan.
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>>4804452
D
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>>4804452
D
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>>4803946
Think Lorgar! Without virtue you cannot protect anything! Let alone yourself!
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>>4803946
"Think Lorgar! The Dark Gods don't ever give you praise, only reward you when you please them, and punish you for any failure, no matter how slight! You're just trading one abusive father figure for four of them!"
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>>4804452
I'm a fan of D.
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>>4803863
>>While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.
>>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>>Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one.
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>>4804455
>>4804457
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>>4804554
Alright, the lotus pattern seems to be a favorite.
This is where I pass the buck to the more artistically inclined anons...if they want to use this in any art.
Either way, I think we settled on something pretty good.
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>>4803863
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one
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>>4804570
I could see this as a symbol for the first break in our legion. Some of our space marines become more philosophical in nature and begin to focus more on The Journey than The Crusade. The 'Lotus Warrior' chapter, or something, maybe 'Journeymen'?
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>>4804630
This is funny, because focussing on the Journey would drive them to focus even more on the Great Crusade so they can help as many pepple as possible. Ours is not a stagnant philosophy, the Journey greatly advices actions bacles by common sense and as much wisdom as one can muster. Seriously, the Journey is just soooo good.
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>>4804391
>>4804452
>>4804570
Good job
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https://warhammer40k.fandom.com/wiki/Isha
>Isha is the Aeldari goddess of the harvest, fertility, life, healing and growth
>She is (was) the mate of Kurnous, the god of the hunt.
>Lieren was a hunter before he was a farmer
>Empathic Primarch all about helping people and crops
I like to imagine Isha's got eyes for that young, muscular, handsome human that wandered into Nurgle's garden.
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>>4803863
>Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil (What emotion do you focus on when you do this?)
>Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay
>"Brother? Prince of filth, you are no more kin than the snake which cowers under a rotten flower. I denounce your claim boil of disease, and with each denouncement I shall erase you!"
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>>4804731
See, this is why Sanguinius pulls more bitches than Fulgrim.
Women love benevolence.
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>>4804540
Lorgar and Fulgrim getting e same talk?
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>>4804736
Changed the background to just be a desert. Sometimes simplicity is better.
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>>4805119
Added an greek ruin for extra aesthetics.
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>>4804318
Kolinasi to Lieren "You guys like pirates too?
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>>4805148
Now the ruin is covered in sand, and I put one of the broken bases on the correct layer.
I think it's now done.
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>>4805164
It is done.
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>>4805164
Put some Colchisian script on the pillars to make it seem like it's on Monarchia, and them put a burning city in the background
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>>4805170
The scripts I can do, since it's supposed to in a desert on Colchis.
Didn't want it to be on Monarchia to avoid having to draw a whole cathedral and city.
I don't know, fluff it as Lieren going to beat some sense into Lorgar when he goes on his pilgrimage to convert to Chaos or something.
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>>4805189
Ah fuck, just realized that I used the version where Lieren legs wasn't fixed.
So here it is.
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>>4804570
Tried to make something so we could know how it would look as a book.
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>>4805315
Now in Yan
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>>4805315
And now in High Gothic
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>>4805315
>>4805335
>>4805353
11/10
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>>4805353
Should the book be black and the symbol white or/and gold?
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>>4805643
i think just the brown of leather makes it look more genuine and simple, gold is a nice touch to it.
>>4805203
>>4805315
>>4805335
>>4805353
Good job
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>>4805643
I was going for a more rustic and simple look, but still a bit decorated.
Too much and it looks like a bible, too little and it's just a ramdom book.
Also wanted to avoid it being too close to Chaos and Lorgar's colour scheme.
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>>4805752
But here's a quick edit.
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>>4805752
And another option.
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>>4805764
i love this
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>>4805819
I personally still prefer the leather one, but here's some combinations.
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>>4805894
And the other ones side by side, for ease of comparison.
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Calling the vote now

Utilize one of the psyker techniques you've learned, "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" to bend the transient realm to your will, and adopt spiritual form better suited to fighting such evil:19
-Focus on hope, inspired by the captive within the expansive decay:11
-Focus upon your rejection of this vile realm, your disdain and utter contempt for its master, who claims to know your teachings even as it attempts to twist your philosophy into a disgustingly slothful parody of itself:1
-Focus on the hope and progress we have brought to Shangrala and it's people, we shall all stand as one.: 7

Test its defenses with cautious strikes and stabs, probing for weakness:1

While chanting verse of the Journey, fire well placed shots at the creatures metal joints.:6

"Brother? Prince of filth, you are no more kin than the snake which cowers under a rotten flower. I denounce your claim boil of disease, and with each denouncement I shall erase you!":3

Total votes: 20

So Lieren will employ his recently learned technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", Focusing the power upon hope inspired by the captive within the expansive decay, and which still burns brightly in her heart.

Writing now.

>>4803998
Fantastic, that's nearly the exact shade I imagined to!

>>4804303
Looks nice

>>4804391
>>4804452
>>4804570
WOW! that's just amazing! I love the work you've put in here

>>4805203
God bless nolan posting, looks great

>>4805315
>>4805335
>>4805353
>>4805760
>>4805764
>>4805894
>>4805899
And it all comes together so beautifully!

>>4803896
Thank you, that's really humbling. Glad you enjoyed it. I agonized over how to get the description into text

>>4803966
>>4804318
>>4804337
>>4804359

>>4804540
>>4804552
Kek
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>>4806014
Did Kanzeon already make the radio?
What will our sons think of the Fog Panther and the Carp style martial arts? How will they compare those two forms of fighting to the ones used on ancient terra? In their most unbiased opinions (if they're capable of being unbiased) would they be able to offer up suggestions and point out flaws?
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>>4806055
Yes she has. Lieren is carrying several

Well, you'll have to wait until you meet them to see how they'll react to their gene father going all kung fu fury on a ork's green ass
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>>4806065
So I got an idea. Maybe the lotus scepter could in theory be used to take away really dramatic shit that happened to people. The usefulness of the idea may vary, cuz it's taking away the problem instead of confronting it.
Are we going to apply our medical knowledge to help uncripple everyone? Asking because I had in mind to specifically target laborers suffering hip, joints, and back problems. Nothing a new hip cant fix right?
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>>4806095
That's up to you, anything too advanced would require Kanzeon's assistance . And she's under mount evil bullshit still.

Like cloning limbs or other such shenanigans
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>>4806095
that makes me wonder. If someone gets exposed to chaos, and then we take the memory of the exposure away, will the taint of chaos linger? My instinct says yes, but maybe we could lessen the effects of exposure.
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>>4804570
nice


>>4805203
looks excellent


>>4805899
>>4805315
>>4805335
>>4805353
And very good
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>>4806095
I don't think that lieren would take away anything from anyone in order to change em, strays too close to mind control which is tyranny of the highest order which means that he must soduko himself
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>>4806106
I feel like Lieren stepping into the potential of his psyker powers, and the warding charms are a step in the right direction to freeing Kanzeon while avoiding the cancerous warp rocks around her.
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>>4806121
I really want to explore what we can do with the warp rocks.
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>>4806134
I just want to destroy them, lieren might be good enough to not do heinous things with them, but others aren't so strong as to resist temptation
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>>4806156
Why would we allow anyone to use them for nefarious purposes? It’s our planet after all.
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>>4806181
Exactly, which is why we're trying to destroy them. The warp rocks have thus far shown no benefits to anyone beyond doing evil shit.
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>>4806181
Anon, stop tempting fate.
We can be everywhere at once overlooking what everyperson does.
At most I'm willing to study how to better counter and destroy them when chaotic forces inevitably use them.
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A gibbering, guffawing mob of mobile blisters and sentient boils hollered jeering insults and sneering praises in a cacophony of warbling cheers and phlegm muffled shouts. Like the bystanders of a tournament, tottering devils and dancing spirits of disease swayed upon the horizon of the arena, just beyond the edge of reality and sight. The Keeper of rust stood before the hunter within the fog, seven spear tipped legs tapping and scrapping upon the fog wetted soil of Shangrala and bile coated step stones of Nurgle's own garden.

Laughter echoed and carried upon the noxious clouds of decay and miasmas of rotten breath, flies buzzed and gathered in choking flocks so numerous they could become as a veil to block the opposed light of the two suns that lit the stage of the duel between hope and despair. The wind within the warp shifted, first falling as still and stagnant as the floodwaters of the manse of the plague father himself, before suddenly roaring with life, jittering and whipping chaotic as if it were flailing and seizing in the agony of mortal death. The golden eyes of Lieren, starred past his opponent, into the wavering glimpse into the depths of the warp itself.

Looking past the filth and putridity, the young giant's gaze fell upon the alien bloom, her beauty yet untarnished despite the loathsome attentions of the patriarch of all things foul and putrid. A foreign existence, that stood far beyond his own, entrapped in a hell of entropic nihilism. And yet the caged maiden remained radiant in her purity, in the hope and kindness that she still nurtured within her own heart. Like a lotus flower rising from a mire of mud, the queen of blossoms would not be sullied by her station in the world, nor would she abandon the hope of a better tomorrow.

In her gentle eyes, filled with a boundless love, Lieren recognized himself and another. The unbreakable faith of Luli

Closing his eyes, Lieren summoned the force of his will
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Images of Luli, whole once more, danced in your mind's eyes, along with that of the ghostly maiden freed at last to frolic and wander distant fields of flowers. Using both maidens as a focus with which to stoke the flames of emotion within your heart, you honed the warmth of hope into a brilliant, shining light that could rival the sun itself. Hope and love, emotions so closely tied together, flowed from your heart to spread across the entirety of your being. A hope that could not be crushed by the worst oppression, hope that could not be dashed away by any form of cruelty or sadistic glee. A hope that could endure the passing of ages and the end of all things.

A hope that burns bright beyond the veil of death. The hope of the defeated, of the doomed, of the dead. The hope of a matron of a dying race, still dreaming of a better tomorrow. The hope of a tortured maiden, deflowered and abused yet still facing the rising dawn with a gentle smile. The hope of those who refused to be tempted by despairs' sweet allure.
cont
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>>4806214

Reality shuddered against the power of your convictions made manifest
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9k1F3PjY948
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The Giant remained still, but the Warden of life refused to take a single step towards his motionless opponent. After all, his purpose was to claim the warriors soul, not to cast it into the depths of the immaterium. If the hunter from nothing had already accepted the sweet nectar of despairs' acceptance, than their would be no point or call to attack his newly adopted brother.

However, Lieren had not abandoned hope, but rather embraced it completely and utterly, allowing its soothing song to paint the essence of his being. The hope of men, the hope of a goddess chained, the hope of the race fading. The golden conflagration of the self devouring flame froze for an imperceptible moment, drawing upon the reserves of strength and emotion that ever flowed through its expanse.

Reality flickered, as the paradoxical core of Lieren's being branched and blossomed outwards like a young tree in being. Destruction and creation, hatred and love, judgement and mercy in balance, opposing forces reconciled and woven together into an all encompassing wave of willpower.

The Keeper of rust understood then, as Lieren summoned forth the power of his soul, that bringing the hunter from nothing to heel would be no simple task.

"The dance begins" The daemon cackled, as the fabric of the boundary within limbo shifted and broke apart, hastily mending itself into a new form. One dictated and commanded by the indomitable will of the second son of the emperor of mankind!
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The transient world flickered, as the energies of the Empyrean and the will of its inhabitants and rulers sought to contest the reality you willed into being. But, like a breaking dam, the power from within broke out and flowed freely to across the temporary existence upon the borderland between the worlds of the living and the dead. Your enemy stood cautious and ready to strike as the wave of change washed over his bloated flesh and rusted hide.

The split world became one, visions of the macabre manse's gardens washed away alongside the ghostly specter of Guozhi and the graves that you defended now from further desecration.

In their place, a strange bone white material stood like a field of flowers and ancient trees swaying upon an ethereal wind. A garden of heavens, dotted with luminescent gems of gold and crimson. Titanic trees wired and singing with linger souls reached for silver hued heavens and the strips of silk thin clouds that meandered across them. Gentle streams of clear water bubbled along the path of bone hued stone and shimmering gems. At your back, stood graves of ancient kings and sages, to your front stood the devil of rust and perverted life.
cont
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>>4806201
>tempting fate
>we busted down papa nurgle’s window and are fighting his champion, that’s not even mentioning that the barrier we erected could break at any moment
Seriously?
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>>4806219

Wraith like wardens, dressed in queer regalia and alien armors stood silent within the rolling fields the limbo arena had been replaced with, their strange arms presented and held firm as their almond shaped eyes stared serenely towards the horizon.

"What manner of power is this?!" The keeper of rust howled, as your blazing spirit began to take physical form once more upon the spiritual realm, influenced by the wellspring of hope you have cultivated within your own heart. Currents of amethyst and silver winds danced upon your back and lifted your hair as if a dozen hands combed their fingers through your iron hued mane.

Looking upon yourself, you saw you stood taller, dressed in a resplendent regalia of silver armor, with sheets of ice roiling across the blossoms and flowers that were etched upon its surface like water poured from a pitcher or fire creeping for fresher fuel. Gems of gold and icy blue sat nestled between each blossom carved into the surface of the alien armor your spirit self had donned. In the center, in a crease torn over your twin arms, sat a bloodied sword of unfamiliar design that flickered with a dying flame, ancient and scattered.

Gripping its hilt, the flowing roots of ice traveled ton your hands and wandered down the blades edge, the weak tongues of flames still burning beneath the razor thin edge of frost and snow that now covered them.

A mask of the two opposing elements formed of your face as you tore the weapon from your chest, and charged forward. The blade was broken into countless pieces, but ethereal ice held them together as the spark of hope turned into the blaze of conviction. The fragments realigned to turn the colossal blade into the razor edged hilt of a titanic scythe, upon which stars were set like gems upon the lengths of its reaping blade.

In two voices you spoke one deathly cold, the other enflamed with fury.

"That of the Hope which springs eternal!"
"My own! IT FORETELLS YOUR DEATH!"

The Warden of life lifted its corroded blade as you sprinted and leapt forward, taking four bounds to meet your decayed enemy. With a flash of fire and moonlight falling upon clear ice, you swung the scythe in your hands, a great golden light trailing behind its edge like funerary smoke.

Reality flickered the moment it met the pitted edge of the plague devils own weapon, the wretch having moved to parry your strike most boldly! The scythe's blade sliced through the rusted iron like a plow through fertile soil, bile and black oil freezing and burning in drops as they flew from the broken edge of the spirits now shattered blade.

"GYNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The beast shrieked, shielding its eyes as reality violently reasserted itself, The phantom of the scythe of burning ice fading away as the upper half of the sickened blade circled through the air trailed by pus and oil flecked blood. It stuck into the Null Denouncement charms' field, and began to burn away into white ash.
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>>4806221

The cry of a thousand ravens traveled upon the winds that begin to whip up again, as you stood a foot away from your spider legged opponent, whose three clouded eyes filled with shock and disbelief. A gong sounded, and laughted filled the blackened sky of the transient arena between worlds.

Orbs and motes of golden like floated upon the air like seeds upon the winds.

"WRETCH! THAT WAS A GIFT FROM MY DIVINE FATHER!" The keeper of rust shrieks, spittle flying from its goat shaped head as it threw itself towards you madly, seven legs skittering two and through in a chaotic dance

Swinging your Chendao downards, you held it at your side, and lifted your right hand towards your face, holding its first two fingers together as you stood firm and readied yourself for the onslaught to come.

What is your second move, Lieren?
>Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade
>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence.
>Fire every bullet in the Chendao's magazine into the spirit, aiming center of mass.
>Buckle one of its rusted lugs with a sweeping strike of the Chendao, keeping the wretch at a distance by stepping away as you swing.
>Write in?
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>>4806220
Oh fuck, I didn't check if you were the saltmaster.
Ignore what I said, we don't nees more arguments here.
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>>4806226
>Fire every bullet in the Chendao's magazine into the spirit, aiming center of mass.
>Buckle one of its rusted lugs with a sweeping strike of the Chendao, keeping the wretch at a distance by stepping away as you swing.
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>>4806226
>Buckle one of it's legs
>Channel Mien of the companion loyal and true
>Mock the devil. Just mock him, for he deserves all of our derision

You know what? Fuck you! LETS GO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL OUT WITH THE PSYKER TECHNIQUES!
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>>4806226
>Buckle one of its rusted legs with a sweeping strike of the Chendao, keeping the wretch at a distance by stepping away as you swing.
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>>4806226
"Wretch ? But i thought i was your brother some moments ago !"

>Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade
>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence.
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>>4806196
The absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence. We haven't tried to do anything with the warpstone, so obviously we wouldn't know of any beneficial properties or applications.
>>4806201
>Anon, stop tempting fate.
I'm always amazed by nofun posters and their complete lack of pattern recognition.
>>4806226
>>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence.
Let's give Nurgle (and Morty) a real reason to hate psykers.
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>>4806245
Kek, that is the best retort.
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>>4806226
>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence
>>4806229
>saltmaster
The fuck? Am I a Prince of Chaos or something in your mind?
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>>4806250
It less no fun, and more that warpstone is a blight and skaven were a mistake.
If it means that 40k goes back to not having them, I will gladly do it.
Also please don't eat the warp kidney stone.
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>>4806257
That’s literally your opinion.
>>4806245
>"Wretch ? But i thought i was your brother some moments ago !"
I’m onboard with it.
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>>4806226
>Write in

"THEN ACCEPT THIS GIFT FROM ME INSTEAD!"

Thrust your blade into the vile creature's head and allow him to taste what "hope" is, then perhaps, if there is an afterlife for such putrid beings he will not be tempted again by the vile nihilism of his "divine father"
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>>4806226
>>Buckle one of its rusted lugs with a sweeping strike of the Chendao, keeping the wretch at a distance by stepping away as you swing.
This is lulzy. I'm loving this warp bullshit alot and I can only imagine how this butterflies Leirens relationship with the Eldar in the future.
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>>4806226
Did Lieren briefly turn into the dead Eldar god of hunt, or a giant eldar?

>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence.
>Write in?
Call out to the caged maiden and ask of her name. (So we can plan to save her at a later date)
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>>4806256
Would the saltmaster be a tzneetchian daemon or a khornate one?

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>>4806270
those are some top tier barbs, holy shit
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>>4806270
>>4806245
+1 for smack talk
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>>4806290
Not hunt, Khain is the bloody handed aspect of war, and his is the sword if I remember my eldar right.

Fuck it, why not call out to Isha as well?
I'm down>>4806290
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>>4806226
I worry a little if Big E will sense this and what he might think of it, though I don't think he'd mind the Eldar offering a hand in throwing some dirt in Nurgles eye.
He probably would be proud.
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>>4806226
>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence
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>>4806257
It's absolutely nofun. It's also continued, willfull ignorance. Malal has repeated himself again and again saying that we aren't getting CHAOS'D as a result of picking things up or examining them. There's no reason not to study the applications of this resource.
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>>4806304
Oh you're right. The description with all the fire and the fractured blade makes sense, but what about the Silver armor? Was that Lieren? Dead eldari?

>A gong sounded, and laughted filled the blackened sky of the transient arena between worlds.
>Orbs and motes of golden like floated upon the air like seeds upon the winds.
Who could this be?
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>>4806226
>>Fire every bullet in the Chendao's magazine into the spirit, aiming at its rusted legs
It would be neat to blast the fat fucks legs.
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>>4806322
We also now have a defense against warpfuckery and it is logical to see if something has a positive use before deciding to destroy it.
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>>4806329
I don't think you need an explanation for the motes of gold, do you? We see through his eyes.

As for the gong. . . Beats me. Anyone could be having fun laughing at this.
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Fingers crossed that us manifesting a form of hope won't catch the eye of a certain chaos god. That "Cry of a thousand ravens" makes me the slightest bit worried.
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>>4806344
>Anyone could be having fun laughing at this.
>having fun laughing at this.
>fun laughing
Cegorach.
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>>4806226
>>4806270
^This
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>>4806226
>Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade
>Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade
>"Oh? You so freely name as wretch that which you only seconds before referred to as your brother?"
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>>4806408
Lets see what else I can try and come up with.

"That's not very merry of you"

In reply to "that was a gift"
"Why so angry? Didn't your grandfather say nothing mattered?"
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>>4806226
>be me
>be Lieren
>just broke the rusty stick some fatty was using
>the oily virgin starts crying about how I broke his stick and cries to his grandpa
>flex to limber up a bit more before you style on him
>turn to look at that fertile goddess in the cage
>see her biting her lips as she fans herself
>caught you mirin
>do her a favor and flex some more before dunking the Warden of nerds in some toilet
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>>4806384
>>4806344
I think it’s Tzeentch considering Lieren is channeling hope and using psychic powers but it could be Cegorach.
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>>4806448
Should we be worried?
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>>4806322
I'm ok with studying it, I even said to study on how to properly counter and destroy it. However I'm afraid on it's effects on normal humans and it's stability, warpstone isn't exactly the most reliable of materials, it's too volatile and making it safe would probably require an extra dedicated Gellar field, and even weaponry would leave warp fallout.
Also I'm afraid skavens will appear out of thin air to ruin another setting.
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>>4806452
Always.
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>>4806452
Nurgle is not letting Tzeentch steal Lieren out from under but Tzeentch is not leaving without fucking over Nurgle. Overall if Tzeentch is here he is likely going to use Lieren to kill the champion.
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>>4806226
>Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade
>Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence.
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>>4806322
Studying to get rid of the stuff. Using it? Not so much. Warprocks is a byproduct of something going on with Kanzeon so who knows?
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>>4806294
Khornate, for it eternally seethes, and seeks to escale anything into conflict.
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>>4806472
Maybe we can use their Spite to kill all their chanpions
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Someone post lieren references, like what he looks like and his colors as well as the panther thing symbol anon drew

I've got an idea
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>>4806463
>However I'm afraid on it's effects on normal humans and it's stability, warpstone isn't exactly the most reliable of materials, it's too volatile and making it safe would probably require an extra dedicated Gellar field, and even weaponry would leave warp fallout.
>Assuming Malal's homebrew warpstone works the same as the fantasy equivalent.
Even if it does, we have DAoT technology, which opens avenues in the realm of warpstone study that any given Fantasy faction could only dream of.
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>>4806499
The 40k version of Fantasy’s vortex is just a class of gun that sends things to the Warp. Safe to assume it’s different.
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>>4806493
I've imagined him as sort of like this.

But we have more clear examples like >>4805164
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>>4806226
>Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade
>Buckle one of its rusted lugs with a sweeping strike of the Chendao, keeping the wretch at a distance by stepping away as you swing.
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>>4806226
>>Fire every bullet in the Chendao's magazine into the spirit, aiming center of mass.
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>>4806493
He looks like Toki when he is full on wild mode>>4806272
Also here's a panther. They have four eyes and six legs, and have shimmering silver fur to camouflage in the fog.
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>>4806611
Also I don't remember the whole four/eight eyes things being written, I just did it based on the art. There is a high chance I'm wrong and read the skull wrong.
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>>4806245
+1
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>>4806226
Can the radios be used to communicate between each other, instead of directly to Kanzeon? Might help in the long run if we can maintain contact with our friends while we're doing black ops stuff.
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>>4806688
I don't see why they couldn't, just switch to a different frequency. Though I don't know how much range they would have, given that Shangrala doesn't have a network of communication satellites or radio towers (yet).
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>>4806245

supporting for kekworthy smack talk
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>>4806301
thanks

>>4806270
also i support this barb too

>>4806493
What you have in mind ? I have around the memes and other things with me. Do you want to put on them the recent journey simple that the other anon made ?


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ONWARDS FOR CUI !
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>>4806779
*on the recent journey symbol
i was too quick typing there
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>>4806493
This is the meme one
i think someone made a Lieren chad in the thread with our fight against the sorceress of flames too,

You know i was thinking that it might be time to make the defeated foes. Like the toad dragon
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>>4806779
RIP Cui Fu, you were the best boy, unfortunatly you simped for the wrong guy.
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>>4806812
I went back and got pretty much everything

Anyone got a problem with me making the Panthers 6 legged monstrosities with 4 glowing red eyes?

I also want to keep them black instead of silver
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In general Lieren armor is a mix of plates and scales. Plus some leather, under he has usually it s everyday clothing. Ah right, I didn t remember to add it but he puts a bone brooch (if i remember correctly) in his bun of hair.
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>>4806840
I prefer the silver panther with the flowing golden eyes, because silver is closer to iron, therefore it looks more like us.
But you can make it be melanin enriched, it can be a special mutant or something.
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I'm thinking that he's more scholarly clothing and with light armor like a breastplate and some bracers
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>>4806840
Oh no i have no problem with that feel free to work on it. I didn t remember if they had glowing eyes honestly, but it can be a cool touch. Perhaps at night ?
You mean for the symbol ? oh that s not a problem. If you do them like an animal, they are said to be white-silver of fur.
But if it s a symbol, i have use already different colors black too.

>>4806877
Perhaps a cousin from the Vishnu region


>>4806883
No lorewise he has full armor on, even a war mask. Or i wouldn t have made him like that at all. The only difference is that i didn t put the war mask on his face.
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He also still find weird how little armor Vishnu have. In confront to the people of Yang and him, that make large use of them.
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>>4806894
I normally draw him wearing a robe underneath to give those open parts some colour and action, and a hairband instead of a bone brooch for the same reason, to break a bit of the pure iron. But a faithful recreation of Lieren would be fucking cool.
Perhaps you could put the war mask hanging on his hip, or on the ground fallen?
And I guess if the vishnu lands are darker or the fog there shimmer less, the panthers would have black fur instead.
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>>4806921
It would be indeed. I was thinking to make it. Because i am not satisfied with what i made and having a proper representation would be cool.
That could be a way but I would like to make it with mask and helmet on this time. I am not sure I am able, though i can attempt at least.

I suspect as well, the panthers would adapt to the different climate/region.
And the hairband was a nice touch for him.
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>>4806883
Here's the meme I made of him, he is way too lightly armored here, but drawing scales is a pain.
I will find one of the refrence images that I was thing how his armour should look, but I wasn't confident enough to try.
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>>4806840
Ok, Time to dump the reference images.
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>>4806221
Is Lieren become stronger with each fight?
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And now for more fantastical aspects.
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Dynasty Warriors is quite good for inspirations for this quest actually.
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Specially the Shu, the whole Benevolence thing can be easily replaced with Prosperity.
Now we just have do not drop our newborn on the floor.
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>>4807036
Also dropping this meme so remember to edit later.
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Is Lieren fighting effectively what is a Great Unclean One, or a lesser version of one?
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>>4807270
Some Nurgle-corrupted version of a League of Legends character, going off of the soundtrack.
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>>4807270
I doubt Nurgle would have called upon anything short of a true Great Unclean One to act as his champion. More likely, this is one of the big named ones, the ones majorly in his favour. Like the difference between fighting a Bloodthirster and fighting Ka'Bandha.
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>>4806226

>>4806270
>>4806245
>>4806290
Supporting these lol
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Looking at that scythe we might have mantled Ynnead temporarily or some shit. It gives me Ynnead's vibes and Ynnead is basically the Eldar's hope given form.
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>>4807316
>Mantling
Oh no, now we are going to have to CHIM.
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>>4807330
>Give it up Lorgar! This elevation grants me additional defense against ranged attacks!
>You underestimate the power granted to me by the True Gods Lieren!
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>>4807330
Nah mate we're gonna full Amaranth
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>>4807491
https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Legio_Amaranth
this?
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Is it possible to bullfight this demon into the barrier by using his momentum against himself? The idea it slams into the barrier and we assult it from the other side for a double whammy.
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>>4807538
Maybe, but there's a chance that it might break the charm, causing the immiterium to spill into the materium.
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>>4807536
Nope it's rather than being aware and controlling the dream you yourself move beyond the dream becoming a new Godhead and starting your own dream
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>>4807808
Oh you mean the Elder Scrolls concept.
It seems very similar to the type of enlightenment a lot of eastern ideologies strive towards, and consequently shares some traits with a few interpretations of the Journey.
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>>4806226
>Fire every bullet in the Chendao's magazine into the spirit, aiming center of mass.
I want to magick our bullets with the spirit of Small Chen to cast magic missile and attack the darkness.

Full force mock.
"So how many more rusted bits of metal do you have, spawn of filth? Have you ever heard of a forge? Do you even progress and prosperity?"
"Absolutely deplorable."
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>>4807046
Here it is.
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>>4808331
based
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>>4808331
incredible
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>>4808065
Wholesome and disgusting at the same time.
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Calling the vote now

Fire every bullet in the Chendao's magazine into the spirit:4
-aiming center of mass.:3
-aiming at its rusted leg:1

Buckle one of its rusted lugs with a sweeping strike of the Chendao, keeping the wretch at a distance by stepping away as you swing.:5

Use another of your psyker techniques "Mien of the companion loyal and true" to channel the ferocity of the Vishnu Chief, Aruna and match the devil in violence.:10

Mock the devil as you dance around his furious strikes, using the carp style's agility to avoid the repellent bite of his broken blade:10
-"Wretch ? But i thought i was your brother some moments ago !": 7
-"THEN ACCEPT THIS GIFT FROM ME INSTEAD!":5

thrust your blade into the vile creature's head and allow him to taste what "hope" is:3

Call out to the caged maiden and ask of her name.:3

Total votes:20

So Lieren shall mock the devil (Using both of the write in insults) while dodging the devils frenzied attacks, before channeling the ferocity of Aruna to match the devil's own aggression

writing now


>>4807274
I just thought fiddlesticks song fit nurgle
>>4806779
Absolutely incredible. I like how the carp are scarred and battered, its fitting

>>4808331
Hilarious
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>>4807018
I mean think of it like this.

Unseen master was the first time he saw warp energies/ magic

Huli Jing was the first daemon he fought in the "flesh", then he briefly studied the warp and learned some tricks of his own.

Lieren has simply learned how to actually fight Warpspawn, and he is pushing his body to its limits to be able to keep up, alongside denouncing their existence with his own belief/ enraging them to make them slip up.
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>>4809195
The closest analogy I actually have here, is in a video game that introduces an elite enemy.

Sure the first time it pops up, you shit yourself. So many unknown variables and a lack of mastery of the controls put your life in danger.
But when you find the zone and learn the patterns, you can dispatch them easy.
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>>4809200
Yup, sounds about right.
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>>4809200
>>4809223
>inb4 Chinese doom slayer
>swap between weapons like a spastic fuck
>too fucking fast to hit
>Star Fox would be proud
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I bet the playwright is going to love these crazy fights Lieren is having. Wonder when we’ll see another play of his.
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>>4809238
>>too fucking fast to hit
>It's just inhumanly high ping
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>>4809238
>>4809245
We even got the shit posting down. We were MADE for competitive fighting games.
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>>4809223
This guys are a pain, the combat slows down just to have to deal with them.
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>>4809243
>implying the playwright won't write us to be an angsty giant anime boy who simps for all the women in his life and has a harem

>implying the playwright won't have us doing the ancient future 30k Chinese equivalent of twerking in the final act

>implying the playwright won't turn us into a girl to satisfy his big golden-eyed PROSPERITY mommy fetish
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>>4809269
>Brother, do these documents seem off to you?
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>>4809269
Ok, the first two sound something that could happen, especially because the misunderstandings and changes in stories, but the last one seems out of character for that playwright, but itncould happen in the future with another guy.
And why genderbent Lieren when Kanzeon can satisfy all of your wild motherly giant needs?
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>>4809280
Malal is the god of anarchy, even against his own champion.
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>>4809269
that playwright gonna get sued all the way to the warp
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Sorry for the wait. Shit happened. Posting the update now.

Y'all read for battle frenzy Lieren?
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But then a smile revealed itself upon your lips, a curling sneer inviting the wrath and fury of the smoldering collection of rusted machinery and moldering flesh. Turning your two upheld fingers onto their backs, you beckoned the Keeper of rust mockingly, its three disease clouded eyes filling with a cold spite as your lips parted and almost instinctively you spoke a scathing barb to further infuriate the denizen of the empyrean.

"Wretch!" You guffawed, stepping back and swaying almost maiden like as you focused your eyes into the devil's third "But I thought I was your brother some moments ago!"

The laughter in the skies silences, before returning in a breathless wheeze of cackles and demeaning giggling, like a court of noble ladies laughing at a drunken prince making a fool of himself. The vermin and smog shrouded heavens break as rays of crimson radiance bleeds through the veil of sickness and decay. The Warden of life stands still for a fraction of a moment, gears ripping through his flesh as cogs wind his expose spine and the lime hued ichor pumping through its desiccated veins bubbles and froths violently.

Hacking, wheezing and hissing, the mechanical aberration lifts itself from the gloom it had allowed itself to be mired within upon the breaking of its treasured blade, and charges forward, blinded by rage and shame. Smiling a little wider, you stand on your toes and bow your back, bringing your empty hand to you mouth to cover it as you titter girlishly, to make further mockery of your enemy's broken and blackened heart.

Geysers of puss and reeking oils spews from the shattered edge of the infested plague, becoming as whips as you stand and remaining mimicking the mannerisms of a courtly lady to deepen the blade of insult your have already so deeply thrust into the pus filled warriors mind, clouding his already fevered perceptions! A charge into a forward thrust, carrying all of his weight and monstrous power! He truly intends to impale you upon a blunted edge of a rusted blade! Amusing!.

Laughing, you pivot, throwing all of your weight to a single toe before slowly stepping down to your heel and repeating the movement once again to face the devil as you lean back. The beast can see the mocking mirth in your eyes, and despite your demeanor now matching its own moments ago, it becomes filled with a purer fury than before! Swaying away, you dodge the back swing, a lock of iron hair fluttering past your eyes and turning black as you narrowly avoiding the repulsive bite of the plagued iron blade. Leaping, hoping between feet, you perform a variation of the carp's dance to avoid the wild sweeping swipes the devil makes, attempting to cripple your legs and thus end your playful game of dodging.

However, while he is clever, the warden of life is clumsy in it shame. Its wrath has loosened its grip and shaken its bloated hands. Flippantly offering a hand to the wheezing, bloated spirit you smile genially and lean away from its stench
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>>4809381

"Is this the dance you desired?" You question with mock innocence, fluttering your eye lashes in direct mimicry of Qian Xia's favorite trick "In all honesty, you are somewhat a lacking partner"

"it was a gift! you wretch! you brainless dog! Heartless cur!" The devil cries out, tears of filth flecked bile dripping from its infected eyes

Flashes of lightning, red and white fire in the sky, illuminated your mocking sneer as the words slowly crept from your lips like vines strangling the life out of a withered tree, sickened and weak.

"THEN ACCEPT THIS GIFT FROM ME INSTEAD!" You shout, twisting around, swaying away from the wild strikes and swings that would be more befitting for an axe aimed at a tree rather than an agile enemy.

The devil's jaw cracks open and becomes lip as if dislocated the rusted daggers it has for teeth coated in fungus infected mucus and frothed spittle that drips over its chin, clinging to the few patches of fur that still grace its flea bitten hide. And you are forced to retreat, as a cloud of stinging flies erupts from the spirit's distended throat, glowing green with the same sorcerous ichor that is continually pumped into his veins.

Roaring the devil takes advantage of your momentary hesitation, to fling itself towards, you skittering between its seven cybernetic legs, rotating and swinging its torso in a chaotic rhythm. Allowing itself to strike from angles that should be unachievable from a warrior of its sheer bulk and size.

"Now now!" You shout back, regaining your composure and bravado, blocking a wild downwards swing with the haft of the Chendao"I haven't even handed over my gift! and you're already overjoyed! Just accept it! PROPERLY!"

There's no way you can match its sheer ferocity, your mind is restrained by hesitation and knowledge that such a wild assault is more dangerous to the attacker than their victim. However, you know of one who is no held back by such caution.

Aruna the mighty! Chieftain of the first tribe and unofficial leader of the once wild Vishnu Tribes. Opening up your mind and heart, you think upon your comrade, his character, his demeanor and the precious time you have spent with him, utilizing another technique of the psyker arts you have managed to cultivate within yourself.

An ability you have named "Mien of the companion loyal and true"
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Aruna blinked once, suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling of vertigo and nausea. The brigand before him, a criminal who would steel from those under the protection of the great lieren, had become a pox ridden wretch, with bloated skin like that of a drowned corpse of a coward. Aruna blinked, and snarled, rage replacing confusion as he understood the sudden wave of sickness.

"Sorcery!" He howled, as blood dripped over his lip, flowing freely from his nostrils as he stood before the lesser warrior embolden by his disgust for such underhanded and cowardly tactics!
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>>4809386

How dare this servant of the fox think to make the mighty Aruna kneel and weaken with the skills of a witch.

Akanksha turned from the pack of killers she was butchering, twin knives painted crimson with the fluids of their guts, her feathered cloak flying as she turned to find the enemy sorcerer among the bandits that had the misfortune of attacking an encampment visited by the five chieftains. An excited grin kept across the young warriors face, and she rushed to take the glory of saving the head of the first. Kamakshi, alongside the screamers of the seventh tribe, rushed to fill the gap left by the youngest and wildest chieftain in the line.

Aruna clenched his bloody hand and snarled, as illusions and lies cloud his vision! Lieren battling against riders and beasts with heads of flies, mocked by a court of maggots spawn from the corpse of men who never tasted the blood of their enemies.

"SORCERY!" Aruna bellowed, in Yan now, as the so called bandit lord of the western swamps recoiled back, understanding now the doom that now hastily approached him. The white paint upon the warrior chieftains face cracked as he grimaced. Rudra in the distance, barreled through the line of bandits, tossing them aside like a child would dice or dolls. Manu watched from a hill on high, fiddling with one of the strange weapons forged by the giant.

Moving like the flash of a drawn blade, Aruna was upon the bandit king, now twisted in his eyes to become a repugnant toad like cretin who oozed with sweated fat and other flowing filths.

"COWARD. DECIEVER!" Aruna screamed, his vision flushing red as he battered aside the traitors weak attempts at defending himself. The Scimitar that had served his line for generations cut through the lesser iron of the Yan with contemptuous ease.

The ancestral rage within him had been awoken, the sorcerer would part from this life with a lesson few men were foolish enough to learn.

Never spit upon a Vishnu's honor, or despoil his mind with the trickery of witches!

Snarling and spitting, Aruna cleaved through the bandit's lords valiant guardians, cutting them in twain as he became a whirlwind of death and unrestrained fury. His muscle bulged as he cut through flesh, bone and metal alike cleanly and without struggled. His veins pulsed as he cut down more and more men, his fiery blood surging through his body as the illusions before his eyes grew more monstrous and insulting. The only thing that kept him from becoming completely berserk was the presence of great Lieren, fighting alongside the nightmares conjured by the sorcerer fleeing his blade.

"MEET MY STEEL AND SEE THE WEAKNESS OF YOUR MAGIC, HONORLESS DOG! WHORE OF THE NIGHT" Aruna raged as he neared his enemy, the lies that clouded his vision fading away as he raised his ancestral scimitar high into the air.

"COURTS ABOVE WHAT MADNESS HAS TAKEN YOU!" The wretch cries out, attempting one final counterattack to drive away death itself incarnated into flesh.
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>>4809395

Warpaint smeared by sweat and blood, Aruna parried the blow.

By severing the bandit's hand at the wrist. Twirling his bread and stepping forward, he prepared to claim his skull with a single masterful stroke of his blade. All it would take is a flick of the wrist and thrusting of the arms, and the devil's head would be his. But through the haze of his people's natural fury, Aruna awoke and understood. This was not his path, not anymore. His way was the way of peace. Lieren had shown him what his people could become if they merely calmed their raging blood and settled their warriors heart.

Barbarity like this was not longer acceptable. This battle was merely to save merchants. Glory, heads taken, blood shed. it was all meaningless. But

"Sinners must be punished" Aruna hissed in Yan, as he pivoted his swing mid strike, and instead cleaved the bandits head in twain.

"HAaaah! The first has taken all the sport!" Akanksha crowed impetuously as she came flying to the scene of slaughter.

And the Aruna toppled , his head becoming clouded as his strength left him.

"Devilry" He hissed bitterly, struggling to remain standing amongst the dead.
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The Keeper of rust knew Lieren would eventually tire. His body was more formidable than the standard stock of man, but it would fatigue and weaken eventually, leaving it defensless against his sweet poison.

Yet the golden eye giant danced, smiling and shouting insults and mockeries, always a step away from the kiss of his wrongfully sullied gift's edge. Swirling, dodging, leaping, side stepping, ducking, pivoting and turning on his heel. He moved like an eel pulled from the water and tossed in a pot of boiling bile. It was troublesome, and enraging.

But then, sweeping his sweat coated hair back with his free hand, Lieren stopped and began to laugh to the heavens. The warden of light struck, not willing to allow an opportunity to slip from his grasp again from a misgiven sense of pride and nobility. Instead, he was met with the fang like grin of the giant, who turned suddenly.

His face had become painted into the shape of a death's mask, half a skull. A mockery of his lord and father. It dripped like white blood from his cheeks and chin as his golden eyes became ringed with burning bronze and stains of freshly spilled blood.

Moving his grip further along the haft of his modified Guandao, Lieren rushed towards him, screaming a battle cry that shook the reality of the borderland's limbo. A tiger's hide flew from his back, as the winds of the warp shuddered.

Another soul burned alongside his own, one once touched by the lord of killers himself. But now it was cast in the same golden radiance of he who would deny the grandfather's cloying embrace. Truly, this battle was the strangest the Daemon had ever personally fought, first son of anathema had bent a fraction of the warp to his will, and now he was playing host to energies of some meager mortal warrior? Such confounding powers!
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>>4809397

"WHAT IMPROPER ETTIQUETTE! DID YOU NOT NAME ME BROTHER!? AN OATH BROKEN, FORESWORN!?" The giant laughed, lifting a single finger from the steel he held, accusing his foe of a crime that the daemon himself could not comprehend.

Before he remembered his words prior, and understood it as more mockery, but now spoken with a manic night feral energy. The keeper of rust roared, and sallied forth again to beat respect into the wayward soul
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"COME! RECIEVE MY GIFT AND "AFFECTION", CORRODED BOIL UPON REALITY'S FACE, STAIN UPON LIFE, AFFRONT TO NATURE" You roared, Aruna's potent rage and battle frenzy becoming your own as you became an avatar for a portion of his proud and battle tested soul "FACE ME AND KNOW THE TRUTH OF DEATH!"

A vertical slash, meant to disembowel. You shudder the daemons arms with a counter attacked, shoving the haft of the Chendao into his blades paths. Sneering and spitting, you step forward, and swing the counterweight upwards between two of his legs. The beast brays in pain as its corroded genitals are pulped against metal. Stumbling, the devil rotates its torso, spinning and attempting to confound your battle sense by attacking from angles outside of your perception.

But there is nothing you can't see, Shifting your grip upon the Chendao, you swing it backwards before pivoting it to swing its mighty blade down directly upon the bloated forearm that reacts to parry the strike. The spirit doesn't react and draw his arm back to drive the edge of his blade against your stomach, scrapping flesh and exposing the rusted bones beneath.

Sparks fly above spilt pus and bleeded oils, you shift your posture, lowering on leg as you lean with the other, and twist the Chendao to cut deeper into the wretch's flesh.

It catches upon a cog, and for a few steps, you carry the bloated corpse thing into the air, its spear tipped legs quickly as the mechanisms that carried the devil onwards creaked and groaned to a halt. Dancing away from the riposte, you allow the devil to fall, and circle around its side before unleashing another flurry of blows.

Each is blocked by the corroded edge of its blade, each strike dulling the Chendao's own edge. However, you keep your opponent on the defensive, the wild abandon which the Vishnu bring to battle keeping your from retreating as every strike foretells victory and an end to this duel.

"What creature has tutored you in the use of such troublesome techniques!" The warden of life growls, as you duck beneath his blade, avoiding losing your head. Strands of iron hair falls upon the raging winds, turning black as the filth and supernatural diseases upon the blade consume them utterly. A single cut would prove crippling, or even deadly.

HOW EXHILIRATING!
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>>4809401

"You look him in the eyes now cur! Nothing is real except what you create, and what we create is reality. I empower my allies who in turn empower me!" You shout, blade bouncing off the pitted surface of your enemy's own weapon, sparks and sliver of black iron filling the air and flying upon it like flies fresh from a cadaver

"CEASE YOUR BABBLING AND TELL ME THE GOD YOU SERVE!" The wretch cries out, unable to see even though he has eyes. Unable to understand what it is that gifts you strength beyond even your own inborn abilities.

"PROSPERITY" You howl, as you find a weakness in the spirits seemingly unbreakable defenses, a moment of confusion exposing his stomach to the reach of your blade "Tch! the folly of the blind!"

"WHAT?!" The devils gapes, three eyes wide and oozing some foul yellowed ichor as you step forward, bow your head.

And pierce his bloated gut with the tip of the Chendao's blade. Stomach acids spill outwards, hissing upon the steel, as flies and tottering abominations wide the flowing waters of bile and filth. The steel of the Chendao crackles, as if it were being digested by the otherworld humors of this wretch's body.

And then the Null Denouncement charms you writ upon its edge activate. A bray of agony silences the laughing, jeering crowed, the cries of the ghostly ravens, the drum beat of distant thunder and the howling of the wind.

Gripping the hook at the end of the Chendao's blade, the Keeper of rust wails in agony as waves of golden light burn his corrupted skin and tainted flesh.

But he keeps his grip upon the blade and slowly pulls it from his stomach, tears of blood streaming down his goat like face, staining the bristly fur that clings to his starved jaws.

"how! how! How!?" The creature cries outwards in confusion, as it lifts you from the ground, using the Chendao as leverage "ANSWER ME! WHO IS YOUR MASTER!"

"MYSELF!" You spit, as you are thrown towards the glowing walls of the arena, and slide down it, unharmed like a drop of rain falling upon a pane of glass.

"LIAR! DECIEVER! YOU CANNOT HAVE ACHIEVED SUCH POWER WITHOUT AID" The warden of life bellows in a blind rage as you close the distance it had briefly created between the two of you. It counter charges, blades raised, legs clawing deep grooves into the stone and soil in its path. Its entrails danced upon the wild winds of limbo.

"UNITY!" You scream as you leapt forward, throwing your weight to put every ounce of your strength into the swing to come.

Sparks flew, mortal steel met unnatural iron. A spear tip flew through the air. Joined Shortly by most of the Chendao's blade. The rest remained stuck in the stone the spirit had been standing upon before you cut through the deadly tip of its leg.

It sneers in victory, broken blade raised high of its head.

"I have taken his gift to you" He cackles as a blindly rage burns through your mind.

"You have made a grievous miscalculation" You say coldly in reply.
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>>4809403
>YOUR ALREADY DEAD
>N..NANI?!
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>>4809403

Firing the Chendao, you free what remains of its blade and glower at the six legged beast, who is in the process of laughing itself sick, seemingly ignorant of the mortal would dealt to it, or the verminous forms of life crawling out from the darkness of his bowels

What is your third move, Lieren.
>Drop the Mien of Aruna, and adopt another (who) before his warriors blood leads you to ruin
>Bellowing a Vishnu War cry, Slam the broken head of the Chendao against the spirits Chest and charge forward, heedless of any danger that lays ahead.
>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>FIRE EVERYTHING.

And you thought Lieren was angry naturally. See how mad he can be when mimicking a proto berserker.

And no, the Wild Vishnu are not khornate, but they were close to it, before Lieren turned them from that path. But their civilized cousins...
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>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
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>>4809412
>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809412
>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>Call out to the maiden and as her name so you may know who you must save from the father of flies
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>>4809412
Perform the DanDan maneuver and
> FIRE EVERYTHING
> Perform a third Psykerist technique

Just letting you know malal, eleventh primarch quest is about to take off into space. Also the interviews went well- and I have potentially more for the same company coming up. Though it means I have to channel my own inner primarch because there is an PFT.
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While a lot of people like to compare Lieren to Virgil, I think it’s more accurate to compare him to Dante considering his personality.
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ngl i'm at the edge of my chair throughout this whole fight. hoping we deal with the blight soon.
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>>4809412
>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809412
>>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>>>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809412
>Drop the Mien of Aruna, and adopt another (who) before his warriors blood leads you to ruin
DANDAN, THE QUEEN OF ARTILLERY
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
FOR THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK, FIRE!
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>>4809412
>Call out to the maiden and as her name so you may know who you must save from the father of flies
https://youtu.be/qsaTFcXVCNU
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>>4809403
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>>FIRE EVERYTHING
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>>4809442
Congratulations! that's awesome, man.

>>4809450
Glad I managed to make it exciting.

>>4809448
Lieren hasn't ridden a rocket like a skateboard, yet.

>>4809442
the Dandan maneuver sounds like what Shangralans will call orbital bombardment that stops JUST short of an exterminatus
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
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>>4809412
>Drop the Mien of Aruna, and adopt another (who) before his warriors blood leads you to ruin
>Manifest the will of Dandan, the Queen of artillery
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809410
kek
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
I assume breaking open another technique drops the Mien of Aruna. If not, then I'm fine doing that too.
>>4809463
Supporting.
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>>4809412
>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
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>>4809412
>Drop the Mien of Aruna, and adopt another (who) before his warriors blood leads you to ruin
DANDAN, THE QUEEN OF ARTILLERY
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
FOR THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK, FIRE!

Preferably ensure that we put his back towards the arena border. So we can use the stones ritual power for burn his essence. Once the last bullet is shot, attack in melee
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>>4809586
We should still have the player spear and dual dao's as backups. We're really gonna need to upgrade the chendao after all this. We've broke it, what? Two times so far.
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>>4809591
*flayer spear.
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>>4809412
>Adopt DanDan
>Cloak of the ever burning will
>FIRE EVERYTHING!

What do you call a foe of the swallow of Tao? Easy to see through.
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>>4809591
Yes we have still the six fanged spear and the dao's. In theory we should even have some explosives with us. Beside that, we are lethal even in unarmed combat. And we still got our first knife with us.
But my plan is to bring it to the arena border thanks to our attack. The border is dangerous for him, since is the border where our ritual stones are.
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>>4809599
sounds like a decent enough idea once we've crippled it enough.
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I always imagined us like this~
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>>4809625
Fucking hell, did you make this? This is real nice.
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>>4809630
Yee boi, Lieren is worth it
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>>4809625
You know what is sad?

When big E is standing over Lieren.
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>>4809625
great job

>>4809679
all to see
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>>4809412
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
Does this include duel wielding the Chendao and the spear? Last I recall the spear is a ranged weapon.
Let's do it boys. Full asspull. No breaks on this dakka train.
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It also occurs to me. How are we going to explain our psychic powers to the Viehnu without them shitting bricks?
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>>4809412
>FIRE EVERYTHING.

Time to paint this immaterial plane red!
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>>4809412
>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
>FIRE EVERYTHING.
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>>4809463
Always support moar dakka.
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>>4809625
Hell yeah, now we have a non-power armour Lieren.
Truly based.
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>>4809429
Actually, I'm changing my vote to channel Dandan, let's fuck this Yagram Bagarn-looking motherfucker.
Also
>His face had become painted into the shape of a death's mask, half a skull.
I know it's just Aruna's warpaint being superimposed as we channel him, but it's making me chant the rest of our revelation
>May the rot be denied body, the blade be denied blood, the flesh denied be intoxication, and the mind denied be schemes!
>>4809798
That one is going to be a tricky thing.
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>>4810039
Let's fuck up and makes me want to chant.
Phoneposting is a pain.
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>>4809412
>>Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness.
We use the powers of our experience.

Also, is The Journey going to get the Little Red Book treatment? I honestly think it'd be pretty good to issue every single one of our guardsmen an pocket-sized version of The Journey. It would do well to help them remember it while fighting against the servants of chaos.

Our Marines can remember it word by word on their memory alone, but Guardsmen? Not so much.
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>>4810123
Once we get a printing press going, having a portable copy for everyone to quickly check in the go should be feasible.
But better not make it mandatory, the journey is supossed to be something you follow out of your own free will.
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>>4810039
>May the rot be denied body, the blade be denied blood, the flesh denied be intoxication, and the mind denied be schemes!
+1

>>4810123
>>4810152
Yeah. Making it optional sounds like a good plan. It'll be like the only thing a guardsmen will not get shot for if they lose it, but we'll throw in that little tidbit that it might help them literally and metaphorically beat the shit out of literal demons if they're virtuous enough.

The problem with printing press is quality. Maybe once the guardsmen has lived ling enough, and earned enough money, they could commission charma made of better quality than ink and paper, not that theres nothing wrong with that.
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>>4810152
>But better not make it mandatory, the journey is supossed to be something you follow out of your own free will.
It doesn't matter what we do, anon. Pretty much anyone who refuses to read it is going to read looked at weirdly in the corps; and yes, i know that people who read it would know you're not supposed to judge others, but i also know they're going to do it anwyays because that's how SOCIETY works.
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>>4810320
>The problem with printing press is quality.
You kidding me? Books are literally the cheapest thing ever. Especially once we get to fancy technology that would allow us to make artificial everything. Paper press with an cardboard cover covered in plastic, that's all we need. It doesn't have to be fancy, it just has to be sturdy enough to not bend just by being in someone's pocket.

Let the Comissars and Veterans be the one carrying fancy leather-covered gold-lined copies.
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>>4810324
Treat then like condoms.
Ask the quarter master for one, get your first 2 free of charge, at number 3 you need to be incentivised to look after it better.
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With all these noxious fumes there will be so much natural gas coming off these swamp like beings that fire will make them bo boom.
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>>4810324
Hey, peer pressure is not our fault or business.
I'm not making Lieren do a 180 on his stance on forcing people to read his book.
Also that's the Lorgar route, and that doesn't end well.
Making it be an optinal thing should work well enough.
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>>4810347
I know Lieren wouldn't force it, i'm just saying it won't matter because our people will.
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>>4810353
Fair enough.
At least being ostracized is better than being publicly executed.
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>>4810328
Not what I meant. The potency of the Null Charms is depend on the quality of materials used for it, gour force of will, and a combination of both.

>>4810336
+1 light an explosive and yeet it
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Calling the vote now

Perform a third psykerist technique, one designed for battle. "Cloak of the ever burning will" , and wear the fires of your soul much like Yin Aiguo did the fires of Huli Jing's foulness:16

FIRE EVERYTHING: 14

Call out to the maiden and as her name so you may know who you must save from the father of flies:2

"May the rot be denied body, the blade be denied blood, the flesh denied be intoxication, and the mind denied be schemes": 2

Drop the Mien of Aruna, and adopt another (who) before his warriors blood leads you to ruin:7
-Dandan:7

total votes: 23

Lieren will perform the technique "Cloak of the ever burning will" And fire every bullet the Chendao holds into the bloated body of his opponent.

Writing now.

Also, remember, when the fight is done, Lieren will introduce Kanzeon to his intellectually gifted friends, as well as teach them the new technologies he brings and have a serious talk with Dandan about her unrestrained lust for destruction.

>>4809625
this looks amazing. Top tier work their mate, love the little details, like the scroll and bag of supplies, the armor looks stylish, like the fact he's wearing and wielded Jade null denouncement charms. Also really like the hair.

I could see this interpretation of Lieren fighting alongside Russ, mostly cause of the braids and nearly feral rage.

Also just wanna say, this really captures how terrifying Lieren can be.

Great work all around
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>>4810732
Damn, we didn't vote in DanDan enough.

Her understanding of BOOM BOOM would have been so helpful here. but hey, flaming beserker.
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>>4810740
>>4810732
MORE DANDAN
MORE ISHA CALLOUTS
MEGA PROSPERITY
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>>4810788

>MEGA PROSPERITY

Kamakshi approves this message
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>>4810788
>I am delivering prosperity to this location.
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>>4810732
No big kaboom, I'm sad now.
Will have to settle for setting the world on fire I guess.
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>>4810788
We do need to change our Mien, the berserker Lieren had it's place, lets keep switching it up.

And i'll support Isha next, but if it doesn't go through then lets leave it be. more than 3 times and it gets tiring.
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>>4810800
If the big boy doesn't die next update, who should we channel next? Dandan is out of the table because we are going to be out of ammo by then.
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>>4810800
Damn my reading comprehension. I thought we already had dropped the berserker Mien and the option was to chose a new one instead of continuing without any Mien.
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>>4810806
I think we should just drop the Mien at that point given how the Warden is likely to be wounded.
Who better to take an injured prey than a hunter?
And what better hunter is there on Shangrala than Lieren himself?
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>>4810806
The spirit of our brother Chen? Somewhere out there his spirit must persist, unless he has already reincarnated. Then my next suggestion would be to drop the Mein power for now.

>>4810732
Is Lieren aware of how his power drains people? I think we should talk to people about it and apologize.
Since Lieren is able to drawl on others for aid, are they able to do the same to him? Would Lieren even be aware of it, or is he too STONKS to feel anything when people draw on his well of power for aid?
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>>4810796
>Democracy Incoming
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>>4810818
Yep, Aruna drew a bit of his power during his rampage against the bandits. And Cao Yanru drew on his force of will during his sabotage.

And he'd feel it if enough people pulled on his soul at once. But that would take a lot of hands, as his soul, as Guozhi calls it is "The origin of a great sea"
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>>4810835
*Cao Yunru
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>>4810806
Hmm, as others have said, perhaps Lieren himself is the best choice for a wounded foe. But I'm not entirely so sure, Possibly Lai Song and go full "Overwhelming hammer strike"

>>4810815
Personally I feel like it's the point of us not being alone. Always showing off that their words and their insults are like flies before a tornado.

And. . .Hmm, I feel the need to revisit the issue of expaining our powers to Aruna and his kin.
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>>4810839
Clearly, Lieren needs to turn his "great sea" of a soul into "literal fucking ocean planet" so trillions of people can draw on him for help.
it'stotallynotreligioni'mnbotagodfuckoffLorgarreeeee
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>>4810835
Oh oh oh. Would it be possible to channel the spirit of an animal, like a fog Panther, or our faithful blood thirsty horse?
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>>4810848
I figure the best policy going forwards is "it isn't sorcery, at least not as you understand it. It is all of us being connected through soul and life, able to draw on the strength of the others." If we are aware of others having used our soul, make the case that they do it subconsciously, as is the nature of those in a team.

The Mien of fire and shit, maybe use to explain that they are the weapons of those who fight the spiritual. No different than a sword or a spear. But he may not buy that.
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"My will is not so fragile as to be broken by the mere shattering of trinkets, or the defilement of mementos!" You proclaim, fury coursing through your veins like the rapids of a flooded river, lashing your hand outwards, you stand before the six legged devil, the bloated spirit who dares to imagine itself worthy to tarnish a portion of your departed friends material legacy "Such insults only serve to ignite the rage that lies buried within my veins! And thus harden my resolve to see you defeated and fallen in shame! The lord of the fetid manse shall greet a pile of severed limbs upon your return to his realm, wretch!"

A cloud of stinging, acidic ichor fattened flies erupt from the torn skin and flesh of the Warden of life, as he howls with laughter, continuing his assault as you dodge his every attempt to putrefy your flesh with the wicked edge of his shattered blade. Swaying, weaving your legs in the footwork of the highest level of the carps dance, you keep your eyes locked upon the abomination's as the two of you circle and exchange blows that ring and carry to heavens of this half material dream that serves as the stage for this duel of philosophy and clashing of beliefs.

Slivers of steel and rusted iron infested with maggots and beetles, fly and fill the air like sparks of the forge as you ready yourself for the opportunity that is soon to present itself, grinning in anticipation and a wrath that burns brighter than the cold rage that has before shadowed your thoughts.

"How amusing! you take delight in mockery and insults, yet when your own peerless pride is sullied, you become wild with petty rage, and lose control of your own mind! How pitifully entertaining!" The Keeper of rust prods, attempting to make you loose composure and truly allow the bloodthristy battle rage inspired within you by Aruna's noble warrior's spirit to overtake your own hatred for all that is unclean and corrupt

"Did you not intend for me to be blinded by anger? misled by hate? Yet now you to have become consumed by the dark emotions shared by mortal and god alike!" The wretch sneers, pressing its weight and monsterous strength against your guard as you catch the edge of his swinging blade with the tilted haft of the Chendao.

The opportunity has arisen! the beast has left itself wide open for your assault.

"The difference between my anger and your own, is that I do not allow myself to fall under its reign so completely that I cannot land my blows!" You shout confidently, stepping forward and flashing your teeth like a panther would snarl as it pressed its prey into a corner "AND THAT MY EMOTIONS BECOME AS KINDLING FOR MY POWER! IN THE CRUCIBLE OF MY HEART, IN THE VAST EXPANSE OF THE SEA WITHIN MY SOUL! THEY ARE HONED INTO A KILLING BLADE!"
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>>4810880

Eyes clouded with humors stagnated and yellowed with filth and disease, met the burning pools of liquid gold that sat beneath your brow, and they bore witness to the same flames bleeding and flowing free from their material prison.

Flames of gold became tangible and real, the stuff of a soul ignited and every burning, of a will unshakeable, of convictions inflamed!

Traveling from the well of your eyes, they course and flow across your features, dancing over the blank and expressionless warmask you wear. Flying down your neck and across your shoulders the unconfined inferno ripples over your back and becomes as a cloak of golden feathers and furs, shimmering upon the air as the transient veil of reality shudders and ripples with the heat they produce.

The fires of your ever burning will, of the energies of your own soul made manifest, burn with a radiance that surpasses the field created by the Null Denouncement charms themselves.

"YOU'VE SET YOUR OWN ESSENCE ABLAZE! HAVE YOU GONE MAD WITH RAGE!? YOU INTEND TO DESTROY YOUR OWN EXISTENCE ALONGSIDE MY OWN! TO WIELD SUCH SELF DESTRUCTIVE POWER! SUCH HUBRIS!" The Warden of life shrieks, fear filling its bloated eyes as it brays and rears up on the tips of four of its remaining legs, breaking the lock between blade.

"The cycle is without end and beginning and with it's power these threats will be made unreal!" You howl in response, the flickering cloak upon your shoulders wrapping around you into the shape of spectral armor, as you slightly lift your Chendao, and aim its shortened barrel directly towards the recoiling spirit's undercarriage of rancid entrails and grime encrusted iron.

Tongues of golden flames lick upon the air surrounding your legs, the winds of the Empyrean churning and agitating the essences of your will made manifest. Lighting crashes at the edges of the arena, fires spew from the beneath the ground, shards of glass and incandescent ice fall from the blackened heavens as spectral shapes flicker and dance around the arena, watching the battle with the interest of fiends and attentions of sadists.

The thunderous clap of siege breaker rounds being fired rapidly, one after the other, breaks the chorus of mocking mirth and spiteful laughter, drowns out the crash of spectral thunder, and silences the cries of ravens and forgotten souls alike. The impact of the shells meeting putrefied flesh and corroded iron rings like the celestial gongs of the eight courts. Torn flesh and metal rip from the devil's body, as ribbons of your cloak pull away and attach themselves to the rounds as they fly to meet their target.

Roaring in defiance, the Keeper of rust begins to scuttle forwards, cutting through the bullets as they fly. Its body is shaken and pulled back with every round it does not slice in twain with its rain of blows.
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>>4810862
We need to know their definition of sorcery, because we aren't going around making deal with daemons, unsing tainted warpstuff to empower ourselves or sacrificing souls to cast spells.
What is the difference between a resolute warrior using his courage to defeat a greater foe and a man making his will be manifest to topple a monster?
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>>4810883

Clouds of bloated, stinging insects burst from the boils that form upon its back and shoulders, and spew from its bleeding throat to form a wall of miniscule bodies around its own.
They burst, like drops of water scattered over boiling oils. Black and green fumes erupt into independent conflagrations free from the cloak of flame you wear yourself.

Noxious smoke burns upon the air, battling against the white smoke that burns from your raiment of burning will.

The Warden of Life leaps into the air, its six legs aimed to pierce through your throat and chest.

Spinning the Chendao, arms of flame break from the sleeves of your coat and grapple with the spear legs of the bloated spirit. It shifts its posture, and changes its method of attack as black oil sputters upon its now glowing hot limbs, puss burning on its scorching hide.

Stabbing its putrid blade downwards, it plunges its shattered edge towards your throat.

In the reflection of its oily sheen, you see the form the flames have taken over your armor. A skull shaped mask with two horns pierced through its brow. A mask befitting an ogre. The result of the violent Vishnu Spirit and your will intermingled.

Amusing.
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https://youtu.be/G2Y6CoQ0EDI
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What is your fourth move, Lieren.

>Counter the plunging stab, by breaking the haft of the Chendao against the spirit's jaw, and then shove it towards the wall with the half that remains in your hands.
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful
>Remove the cloak of the ever burning will from your back, and use it as a distraction, by making its armor attack independently from yourself
>Write in
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>>4810885
>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful
>Channel the way of your friend Lai the horselord, so you may make devastating strike, and be able to retreat just as swiftly.
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
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>>4810885
>Lash out with your flames
>Remove the cloak, let it fight independent
>Adopt a new Mien, Aruna's lust is of no use.

So if we send out our flames as a diversionary attack, then move to a blindspot and let our coat fight by itself, the beast will be distracted and allow us to pick a new ally to channel.

I'm inclined to use Lai-Song, master of the encircling charge who can best exploit this brief distraction with an overwhelming avalanche blow or perhaps Jinhai, or maybe none but ourselves. I wonder what Feng has that we don't.

Oh and as promised, the last time hopefully this is used.
>Call out to Isha, ask her name, why/how she is trapped
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>>4810885
>>Counter the plunging stab, by breaking the haft of the Chendao against the spirit's jaw, and then shove it towards the wall with the half that remains in your hands.
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>>4810900
*the beast will be distracted, thinking that the coat is still us until he looks at it directly.

Fixed.
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>>4810899
Oh, and I want to try this vote again
>May the rot be denied body, the blade be denied blood, the flesh be denied intoxication, and the mind be denied schemes!
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>>4810885
>Lash out with your flames
>Remove the cloak, let it fight independent
>Adopt a new Mien, Aruna's lust is of no use.
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>>4810900
Supported in full, I'm dreadfully curious as to what will happen if we put ourself on Isha (and thus the Eldar)'s radar.
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>>4810900
If we go for Lai, it would be best for the cloak to stay with us, so our charges may be more devastating, and we have a protection on our backs when we retreat.
I don't want to channel Jinhai, we used him against the Fox and I'm afraid may drain him too much.
Feng would be good if we wanted to snipe him I guess.
Is calling to Isha in the middle of the battle a good idea? I don't know if it would distract us or make Nurgle angrier and he strengthens his son.
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>>4810885
>>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
>>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful, instead take the mien of Jinhai and show this fiend a True Dance.

Yeah, we need to drop Aruna, this is style is not helping now.
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>>4810910
We can always bring the cloak back to us to use it.
And we've yet to use this capacity and had it negitively effect our friends. They have benefited and so have we from doing it.

As for calling to Isha? Well for 1, a promise is a promise.
2, this is going to be the only real time we have the chance to speak with her/know the name to use later.
3, Distracting us when we are the one doing it is unlikely. Lieren is a primarch with the senses to match. As for making nurgle angrier, I don't see why it would.

Really, what can Lieren do that the jolly old toad would be annoyed about? He knows that we can't free her and if she has a brief spark of hope then it shall inevitably crumble into dispair, naturally or by his own hand.
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>>4809625
Excellent job !
I am working on something similar as well


>>4810885
>Counter the plunging stab, by breaking the haft of the Chendao against the spirit's jaw, and then shove it towards the wall with the half that remains in your hands.
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful

Take the aspect of our defunt friend Chen, his loyalty was strong as the mountains and great as the sky in life, it has not be destroyed in death. Friend, let your loyalty shine like a star through me, let us burn with righteous light the darkness made by this evil beast and it s disgusting garden !
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>>4810923
>I am working on something similar as well

interest piqued
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>>4810328
>Emps tries to ban the Journey in subtle ways to not dissapoint one of his favourite children. Lieren gets's told that leather and paper are too expensive in most worlds and that the Journey can't reach them, and that the industry necessary to make the materials in planet is focused on the war effort making plasteel and other materials, so that option is out. The Administrorum is sending books in merchant vessels, but it still takes months, years or even decades for the Journey to arrive, and by then it's an outdated version.
>Lieren: Say no more good man, I will abandon this relic of the past immediately!
>Emps: [Relieved Imperial sigh, aka Massive Hurricane]
Lieren runs away and locks himself into his workshop, sounds of the primarch full PROSPERITY resound inside Emps palace.
>Lieren: FATHER! I have made a great discovery! It's an invention that will improve the lives of literally every human!
>Emps: Again? Let me see...
>It's a dataslate. Just that, a fucking massproducible dataslate made out of plasteel
>Emps: Lieren, you spent a month building this? How is this dataslate going to change the Galaxy...oh! It's the information inside, isn't it?
>Lieren: Indeed, I have created an interconnected Information Network that can spread through the Galaxy at the same speed mankind does, and the best part is that it has a practically instantaneous communication speed, BECAUSE I MADE WITH WITH MY SOUL NETWORK!!!
>Emps: WHAT?!?
>Emps activates the dataslate
>A terrible feeling of dread spreads through his body as he contemplates the name of the search engine: Joourney.
>Lieren: I thought about calling it Proosperity, but it sounded kinda like Poo, and Joourney sounds like You. Btw, next time you try to bamboozle me into abandoning the Journey, I will recreate the ancient art of memes. Specially pepe and nolanposting.
Emps: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!

And that's why the future book of the Journey is so wrecked in Malal's omakes, because Emps had to vent somehow.
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>>4810921
That makes sense.
I'm keeping my vote as is, but atleast I'm not afraid yours would be bad anymore.
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>>4810923
It will take sometime for finish, maybe more than a day. But i think it will be worthed. At least i hope you will all like it.
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>>4810885
>Counter the plunging stab, by breaking the haft of the Chendao against the spirit's jaw, and then shove it towards the wall with the half that remains in your hands.
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful
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>>4810943
meant to you

>>4810927
i have misclick
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>>4810885
>>Write in
The launching of its blade means it has overbalanced even with its many legs Roll around the blow and using its own momentum throw the monster over our shoulder and burning back slamming it into the ground where its own bulk works against it.

"Look into my eyes and know yourself undone"

Slam our weapon into it and push picturing a wellspring shattering a rock
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>>4810930
So long as you had some piece of mind
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>>4810885
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
>Remove the cloak of the ever burning will from your back, and use it as a distraction, by making its armor attack independently from yourself
>Call out to Isha, ask her name, why/how she is trapped
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>>4810885
>Call out to Isha, ask her name, why/how she is trapped
>Drop Aruna.

>>4810884
I think a point we could sell well to Aruna, is that what we do is using "natural" powers everyone has, where as the sorcery he's familiar with is corruptive and relies on the powers of devils, demons, and dark gods. Things that we've fought before, so we know our chops.
>human spirit = pure/awesome
>warp sorcery = doing drugs. winners don't do drugs.
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>>4811007
Except steriods! In which case use lots of drugs!
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>>4810885
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
>Remove the cloak of the ever burning will from your back, and use it as a distraction, by making its armor attack independently from yourself
>Call out to Isha, ask her name, why/how she is trapped
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>>4811015
No steroids, it ruins your gains.
For true strength, you must embrace the pain.
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>>4811027
Looks like someone missed the tutorial
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>>4810885
>>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful
>Remove the cloak of the ever burning will from your back, and use it as a distraction, by making its armor attack independently from yourself
>>Ask the imprisioned woman for her name and how we might help her.
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>>4811033
god do i love saoa
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>>4810929
Kolinasi has joined the chat.
>>4811027
>>4811033
As someone who is getting back to being /fit/ again, slow and natural gains are best- but this is 40k.

We are dealing with space marines, techno barbarians, and orks.

Medicinal herbs that increase production of HGH and other things for strength are not as farfetched and could be necessary and arguably good, as Troops need strength to deal with supernatural threats require more strength faster. They will be disciplined enough to use it responsibly. Hopefully.
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>>4811153
>Medicinal herbs that make you bullshit.
I think you are talking about cultivation, so just wait a few years until Lieren has some free time to think about naturally improving humans. All Shangralans will be Cui Fu+Jinhai educated deathworlders. With high tech.
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>>4811153
Frankly, by the time we'd be dealing with anything on the level of Orks, techno-barbarians and Space marines, we should have access to bionic limbs, which will do the job with greater consistency.
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Our biggest problem is Chaos and everyone that serves it.
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>>4811268
Our biggest problem is people not understanding the joys and virtues of life without Chaos, thus leading them to worship the ruinous powers.
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>>4810885
>>4810900
supporting this
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considering we know more about the warp than our brothers (the sole exception is the nerd) how will Big E treat us when we tell him of our exploits? Proud that we know that the warp has vile spawns that we know are bad? weary that we have abilities that he knows we shouldn't have? or the canon treatment that he'll keep an eye on us only to censor us and kill us like certain anons here think will happen?

thoughts?
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>>4811316
He could swear us to secrecy, but the case can be made that such a thing would be uncharacteristically trusting of him. He could keep us by his side so he can keep a close eye on us or do the opposite, sending us out as the Crusade's vanguard and scout force so we can't tell any of our brothers about the truth of daemons and the Warp. Regardless of what he does to prevent the spread of our knowledge, I think he'd be impressed, assuming Shangrala is united under us by the time we meet.
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>>4810885
>>Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat
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>>4811316
>>4811321
The imperium forces know about daemons and chaos in the warp. They just didn't know how big they were and viewed them as warp xenos.
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>>4811420
see
>so we can't tell any of our brothers about the truth of daemons and the Warp
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>>4810883
This is how Lieren casts Magic Missile, and I approve.

>>4810885
I want Lieren to use our fancy space-magic 6pointed spear and channel Jinhai Carp-son
>Lash out with the flames of your spirit to
>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful

The description of this guy on mechanical spider legs reminds me of this fine fella.
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>>4810885
>>Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful
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>>4811594
So it wasn't just me that saw the semblance then.
>>4810039
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Sooo, about that weapon set ideas, I've been searching for a Fist-type weapon that is thematically appropiate for Lieren and I think I've found a cannon example of what I wanted. This are Huron's weapons, the chaptermaster of the Astral claws (they know their shit about fist type power weapons), and are ironicaly called Tyrant's Claws/Fists. I've been seeking a panther-like powerclaw and shredder (tmnt villain) lightning claw hybrid because Lieren likes fog panthers and is asian, just like Shredder. It's a very versatile weapon because it allows the user to slash like a lightning-claw (main form of attack), grapple and do tearing damage (animal claws do not trutly cut, but mostly pierce and then tear), punch like a powerfist, just enhanced by giant fuking adamantiun blades (basically blunt and piercing damage just in case we face armoured foes). Basically, we would have a Primarch artificier version of a very powerful, very versatile and pretty much cannon weapon that is monstrous in cqc, specially in boarding actions (enclosed spaces and there is nowhere to hide, because Lieren can use the tearing damage to open hulls like they were tin cans)
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>>4811951
Or we could get ourselves a custom Chainfist instead. Punches like a Power Fist, doesn't have clawed fingers to get in the way of, say, tapping on a keyboard/number pad, and has a wrist-mounted chainsword with a power field, the best of both worlds, which are able to carve through bulkheads and any amount of armour like it's practically nothing. And if you want some claws to go with it for thematic value, there's a canon paired set of chainfists with retractable lightning claws, called Hunger and Slake, used by the Chapter Master of the Space Sharks (Carcharadon Astra).
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>>4811951
I'm not so sure, we already have 3 (4 if you count the swords separatly) meele weapons, adding power and chain fists to thar list seems to be too far.
We only really need a dedicated long range weapon, instead of one that has that as an extra.
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>>4811976
>Doesn't have clawed fingers to get in the way of, say, tapping on a keyboard/number pad

Errr, sorry to dissapoint you anon, not that's not something you do with a power weappon equiped. Also the idea was to seek a weapon that was aesthetically fitting with Lieren's panther theme. Chaiswords, unfortunately aren't. But we are going to have multiple weapons anywways, so why not? As long as we ask for reasonable things within our Primarch budget, we'll be fine.
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>>4812006
We have the Chendao, which is a two-handed polearm with ranged capabilities, the archeotech spear, that has ranged attacks (I think?), the twin powerswords, which count as 1 weapon because they are made to work together, and our fists (you may argue that we can throw things with them). We need weapons that either enhance/replace something we alredy have to avoid weapon bloat (the Panther's claws replace and directly upgrade our hand to hand martial arts combat). The archeotech spear will serve as the handle for our new Chendao, replacing the old one from our weapon selection (we need an ungrade, our Chendao has broken seceral times alredy). We need only one more ranged weapon and a power armour and we'll be very balanced equipment-wise, wile also being able to deal massive ammounts of damage even for a Primarch. I'm pretty happy with how our selection ended, it's both unique, interesting and more than viable (more like monstrously lethal to anything from human-sized infantry to vehicles and Greater daemons)
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>>4812047
Oh god don't mention using the spear or the power swords to upgrade the chendao otherwise the autists will leave their holes to start screeching again.
Anyway, what you have said makes sense, I was thinking you wanted to increase weapon bloat, not reduce it.
Actually, can someone even weild an weapon while having a power fist/claw? All the art and models that have one keep that hand empty and doens't use two-handed weapons. That could be a problem.
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>>4812058
>>4812058
>Actually, can someone even weild an weapon while having a power fist/claw? All the art and models that have one keep that hand empty and doens't use two-handed weapons. That could be a problem.
I don't think is normally possible, but I think GW have shown it some times because the rule of cool rules all. The rational explanation would be that you CAN, but you need to turn off the power field and also get a penalty to WS/I, but you also get increased strenght. For a weapon like a Power maul, wich requires little skill to wield and has it's own field, you could probably bullshit that the Powerfist's and Powermaul's powerfields are interconnected by some archeotech bullshit handwaving, and that, despite being slow as fuck, it could probably smash an Imperial knight in one hit, so if you arm a terminator with one and build the rest of the team around the guy, maybe you'll make it viable.

My suggestion anyways, was meant to be a hand to hand weapon for specific scenarios in which using our Chendao would be difficult or outright impossible. A boarding action against an enemy ship or a bunker/fortress raid would be examples of this. The Chendao is a two handed polearm, for a Primarch. At the absolute minimum it's one meter longer than our entire body, so tunnel-fighting is out unless we are talking about some pretty fucking big tunnels. On the other hand (heh), a melee-focused fist weapon would excell in those environments. Or a chainfist with integrated plasma guns, melta or any other short range type of gun with high damage. As I've said several times during the quest, Lieren is going to be an absolute, nightmarish murderblender in those scenarios. I wouldn't like to be the one that has to deal with THAT, or the cleanup guy, for that matter.
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Would it be possible for us to give our "flame" to others in order to spread it?

We created this power to empower our allies and be empowered by them, but if we're the only one able to actively use it then it's not that great,

I don't mean that they can just use the power at will whenever they want but rather...

Imagine a single human fighter who has something that he needs to protect at all costs behind him and has some overpowered bullshit infront of him that could kill him in a second (like an incubus or something) but at that moment he rolls a metaphysical nat 20 and is able to call on the "flame of humanity " and is able to kill or atleast severely damage this superior unit by himself, turning the tide on the battle and becoming a minor legend among his people
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In one of the recent siege of tera books malacador mentions that they had never planned to tell the primarchs about chaos / warp fuckery because they were never designed to fight them and it would lead to most of the primarchs trying to learn more about warp stuff to get better at fighting it, thereby leading to their own downfall.

Is this something we should be concerned about as lieren? Is emulating techniques from huli jing, a demon, just a 1st step on a slippery slope?

Am I just being overly paranoid?
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>>4812121
You are being paranoid, Lieren has shown great understanding of the warp and it's dangers, and has also stated that he would rather annihilate his own soul than join Chaos. We could still get Fulgrim'd, but considering what our way of acting and being are like, the daemon would have to inhabit for a prolongued period of time the soul equivalent of an iron maiden filled with rotating, incandescent, soulkilling blades. There is also the matter of Lieren learning how to send messages through his link, so not even the Changeling would be able to pull that one for more than a few seconds before everyone in the planet knows what happened.
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>>4812136
>considering what our way of acting and being are like, the daemon would have to inhabit for a prolongued period of time the soul equivalent of an iron maiden filled with rotating, incandescent, soulkilling blades.
Doesn’t the Exorcists chapter have it's new marines undergo demonic possession and if the recruit doesn’t get taken over his soul becomes incorruptible or something similar?
Considering Lieren's willpower and daddy Malal' tricks wouldn't that make Lieren immune to corruption and other methods of unwillingly joining Chaos?
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>>4812183
If a daemon posseses Lieren, his soul will slowly adapt and then become incorruptible, or at least so resistent that only the direct and total focus of one chaos god or more would be able to corrupt him. The problem are the normal souls connected to our own. On the other hand, if we do it willingly and under the supervision of Emps, Lieren will probably adapt without mutating (or at least with minor beneficial mutations only), and would pass part of that immunity to those connected to him. If we do that and our followers train on their own, we could be getting lot's of incorruptible humans, and even psikers.
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>>4812047
I'll be honest, I'm not too clear on what the six fanged spear does. I know it's old, but I don't quite get what IT did and what the Harlot did.
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>>4812183
It isn't that they become incorruptible, it's that a person who exorcised themselves can never be possessed again, and are also almost invisible to daemons from that point on.
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>>4812222
I think it shoots plasma or something, but don't quote me on that.
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>>4812254
I meant it like that. Possesion is the only way I can see Lieren turning against mankind, and if we become immune to it, we are almost immune to Chaos. Also, warp stealth would be bullshit for a guy called "Heavenly Hunter"
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>>4812254
>a person who exorcised themselves can never be possessed again, and are also almost invisible to daemons from that point on.
>and are also almost invisible to daemons from that point on.
>almost invisible to daemons
It is our colective duty to make Lieren Chaos's boogeyman.
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>>4812346
>It is our colective duty to make Lieren Chaos's boogeyman.
Just like dad.
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>>4812346
It's unfortunate but doing that would be a terrible idea.

Takes part of our soul with it, and I refuse to let these grubby gits eat part of the thing we give to our allies.
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>>4812369
And our cool uncle too.
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>>4810927
Done
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>>4810927
And final
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>>4812387
I can see the Vishnu carving this into a giant fucking rock right outside of Nothing.
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>>4812387
As anon says, This looks like the warning in the black/white books

while this >>4812392 is more in line with portraits and shit
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>>4812392
Amazing anon.
>>4812387
Although by first glance I thought he was squatting, I think black and white and bent knees have been ingrained in my brain as a sign of a gopnik.
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>>4812428
>Malal's 11th primarch is a gopnik
I hadn't realized I wanted to see something so much until now.
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>>4812401
They could do it, as well other followers.

>>4812406
I can see that happening

>>4812428
thanks, kek that was unintentional
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Friends, this battle if we truly wish to prevail and save Isha, we must channel the full majesty of our Father!

https://youtube.com/watch?v=iMknPQU9HnE
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Calling the vote now.

Force the Devil away, and retreat to take a new weapon, and new mien. Aruna's lust for battle is no longer required, nor even useful: 12
-Lai song:4
-Small Chen1
-Jinhai:5
-No one, for now: 9

Lash out with the flames of your spirit, taking a lesson again from Huli Jing. Like the Jaws of a panther, they shall clamp shut upon The Keeper of rust's throat: 12

Remove the cloak of the ever burning will from your back, and use it as a distraction, by making its armor attack independently from yourself:7

Call out to the caged maiden, ask her name and why/how she is trapped: 7

"May the rot be denied body, the blade be denied blood, the flesh be denied intoxication, and the mind be denied schemes!":1

Counter the plunging stab, by breaking the haft of the Chendao against the spirit's jaw, and then shove it towards the wall with the half that remains in your hands.:3

Roll around the blow and using its own momentum throw the monster over our shoulder and burning back slamming it into the ground where its own bulk works against it.: 1

Total votes:17

So Lieren shall remove the mask/ aura of Aruna, and go directly for the bastard's throat with fangs of flame.

Writing now.


>>4810923
just wanted to say, I like the speech you wrote here
>>4810929
Kek

>>4812387
>>4812392
Such a threatening stance. Nice work, like how stylized it is. The eye holes on the mask look quietly amused to me, which somehow fits.

>>4812401
They did make those tree carvings as warning signs, it'd be fitting.

>>4812119
That'd would be pretty cool

>>4812650
Big E when malignant thoughtform parasites keep making the mistake of angering his Xianxia Son
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However, it is also rather disconcerting. So many blind fools and deluded thralls have named you ogre in the past, that seeing the visage of one covering your own features is somewhat upsetting. The mask hiding your face embodies the the fury that exists not only within Aruna's heart or your own, but in the hearts of all men. It is the face of an emotion allowed to rule over the mind which experiences it. Rage in reign of the soul. Sighing, you sever the stream intermingling your spirit with that of the valorous soul warrior Aruna.

The haze of hatred clears away, and no longer are you driven to attack in a wild frenzy of blows and hate filled strikes. Caution returns to your mind, and with it, the cold logic that has won victory time and time again in the many battles you have fought before. Aruna's berserk rage has served its purpose, and now must be cast aside lest it turn from an advantage to pure detriment.

The sickened, vermin coated blade falls closer to your neck, and with hone precision you react. Using the broken blade of the Chendao as you would the head of an iron staff, you grip its now notched haft with both hands and stab it forward. Shoving it between the gears that connect the spirit's damaged leg to the platform where its rusted legs are melded to the bloated, cadaverous flesh of its torso. Locking the cloven spear in place with the flat of the Chendao's blade, the corroded cogs cease all movement and become the perfect leverage point to tip the devil over and away.

But before you can press forward and force the Keeper of rust to the ground with a forceful shove of the now tilted Chendao, you are forced to retreat away, leaping back a splinter of a second before his repulsive blade pierces the base of your throat. Instead, the length of its edge slices across the blank, undecorated warmask you wear, splitting it in twain as you push yourself out of its path.

The steel instantly begins to corroded and degrade, block spots like rot upon flesh crawls and bloom across its surface, pits forming as rust snakes and roots itself deeper into the steel alongside the now organic infection that has seeded itself into the mask through some horrid, arcane means.

The mask falls from your face, and with a dramatic whipping of your hand, you command the flames that surround and protect you from the clouds of disease and filth that surround the Warden of life, to strike and lash out at your opponent as if they were a mundane weapon.

A fool refuses to learn from his enemy's habits, and a greater one yet ignores the teachings in their failures. Huli Jing, the existence which has inspired more disgust and hatred in your heart than any other, was a prideful beast. But, the manner of which she controlled the witchfire that surrounded her was nothing short of inspiring. If flame could be controlled like a limb.

Why not make the fires take on the form of snapping jaws as she did?. For, fangs and claws are nature's most common weapons.
cont
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>>4812847

Like a spear in the hands of a man, they are brutally efficient.

Dropping your damaged weapon to the ground, your heels skid across the scorched ground, as the devil's own legs carve deep grooves into the weeping stones of his master's own garden. Braying, it grips the edge of its mantle of screaming face, and pulls it to cover its battered body, like a noble lord trying to keep the "taint" of the common folk from his "pristine flesh".

The flames flowing from your cloak take on new, strange shapes as you struggle to copy the technique that the Messenger in flame brought against you in the two battles you waged against her. From two hands pressed together in prayer , fangs of pale blue burst from the tips of their spectral fingers, the hands themselves slowly shifting into the jaws of a great panther woven from the blaze itself. From the bottom of your "Cloak", two tongues of fire slither across the ground, beneath the spirit's notice.

Taking a step back, you silently retreat to reach your remaining two weapons.

The Jaws of the panther, now fully formed, open wide. A crackling snarl popping and snapping from the depths of its non existent throat. With a roar of its own, the evil spirt whips its cloak of human flesh towards the flames, clouds of fleas and bloated ticks flying from its inner lining like a rain of arrows. Stabbing its shattered blade forward, it attempts to duck beneath the living conflagration that has launched itself towards its bulbous throat.

However, it fell for your trick, the deception you set in motion performing itself beautifully led by a mere portion of your will. The twin rivers of golden flame transmute themselves, one shifts into a overgrown hand that reaches up and grabs a hold of the spirit of decay's wrist to hold its sword arm in place. The other instead becomes the outstretched paw of a panther. The curved, serrated claws of which grow and extend outwards to form wicked hooks, that first rake across the beast's vermin filled gut before they hook into the hem of its gruesome mantle.

"A snare set, now trodden upon. You were blinded by the radiance of my soul's fire wretch. Now feel its bite" You say calmly as you lift a hand mockingly, and close it into a fist as the panther's jaws clamp ahold of and lock themselves onto the toad like neck of your enemy.

Before a wall of flame obstructs your vision, you see his three eyes widen with disbelief and a fury that surpasses any you have before witness in any eyes, belonging to man or spirit. Blighted Ichor and other foul fluids spew from its throat, before being consumed by the flames that form that jaws that have bitten deeply into its putrid flesh. The stench of burning fur, charred flesh and hot bile fill the arena upon the borders of worlds.

The devil of disease shrieks in pain, finally feeling the impact of one of your attacks and reacting appropriately to the wounds they inflict.
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>>4812852

Geysers of oil and rivers of blood yellowed with sickness and excess bile, flow to the ground, boiling and igniting as the flames of your unbreakable will burn and spread further.

However, the keeper of rust endures the blaze that has consumed its flesh, screaming in a mixture of agonies and incomprehensible rage. It seems, as Huli Jing was maddened by denouncement of petty pleasures, the champion of the he who cultivates decay and rust is incensed by simple trickery, like a child fooled by slight of hand.

Pathetic. But soon the fire with grow weak and fade away, returning back to the cloak upon your back. And a wounded animal fights more fiercely than one driven by the desperation of hunger alone. You must be ready for the spirit's counterattack, there is no time to rest and regain stamina. The battle must carry on, until one of you lies broken in defeat.

That's the champion of foulness' plan. To outlast your reserves of energy and endure your assault. It is blessed with an unnatural endurance, despite the countless afflictions that are hosted within its flesh. Such terrible resilience, such potent resolve. Truly, this spirit would not stop fighting until every bone in its body was ground down to meal, until every portion of its flesh was burnt to ash, until the very stench of its corruption was cleanse from the world.

What a troublesome opponent to meet. It'd be difficult to contend with his sheer resilience alone, but the blade he wields is death itself incarnate, the very avatar of contagion and rot! Without the psyker techniques you have trained, you doubt that even one as mighty and talented as yourself would be able to best this abhorrent warrior from the realms of the dead and forgotten!

You huff, and reinforce your resolve, bolstering your mettle in the face of the ferocious assault soon to come your way.

What is your fifth move, Lieren?
>Once more perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", though it will fatigue you. A single, decisive strike is always preferable to a death inflicted by a thousand cuts (What focus do you use to bend reality briefly to your will)
>Reserve your energy, and instead imbue the Twin Dao's with the fire of your soul. A technique you have only theorized is possible, but hardship requires innovation!
>Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
>Write in
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>>4812855
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression

I want us to call out to Best Waifu.
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>>4812855
>Adopt defence, Use pure "killers intent" sort of hate if possible
>Reserve energy and use the twin dao and imbue it with soulfire

I use the second option, partly because it is a good choice but also because we are innovating while fighting a demon of stagnacy. That has to piss him off and hurt him. Hell, while we are at it

>Denounce slothfulness and stagnancy with passages from the journey.
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>>4812855
>Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
Of course he would be weakened by fighting through trickery, he is a nurgle daemon afterall. Time to go full on schemer.
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>>4812855
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
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>>4812855
>>Reserve your energy, and instead imbue the Twin Dao's with the fire of your soul. A technique you have only theorized is possible, but hardship requires innovation!
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>>4812855
>Reserve your energy, and instead imbue the Twin Dao's with the fire of your soul. A technique you have only theorized is possible, but hardship requires innovation!
>begin reciting verses from the Journey, specifically those regarding cultivation of one's self and the dangers of stagnation in all things
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>>4812855
>>Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
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>>4812855
We should have some explosives. Throw some at it. Let the fire feed of its rotten flesh and fat to grow.
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>>4812855
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
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>>4812904
Yeah, you do have bombs. Along with a lot of other things. The lotus scepter, a water generating stone, medicine, cleaning chemicals...etc.

Lieren never walks down a road without being prepared for anything he may meet upon it, after all
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>>4812915
We pray he is never asked to disarm. They'd die of old age if we had to take it all out one by one.
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>>4812915
Guess I'm changing my vote then.
>>4812884
>Adopt the mien Dandan
>Bomb him into non-existence
>Recite the journey to spite him.
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>>4812855
>Write in
We must conserve our power yet must also burn away the filth before us, this is a being of entropy and forlorn emotions what if we undo it from within? A spark of our fire unmaking it from it's core.

"Keeper of Rust, Lord of life I see some truth to you now...you were not always so were you? Fallen to bitterness and sorrow driven into a pit of regret and madness where the arms of another waited for you."

Take our time to draw its eyes to lock with our own

"But that rage and despair; it only comes to those whom may have once sought justice and righteousness. I do not know what thing pulled you from the road but serving the power that encourages it will bring you no peace, you will only drag others down. Remember when you were more and step out of the foul garden. Believe again"

(I admit this is a little improv but i've seen nothing to suggest this thing was not once mortal so i figured whats a bigger slap to Nurgle A) killing a chosen or B) redeeming them)

...also i just finished rewatching Fate/Zero
https://youtu.be/VmCPHJ-IJfY?t=192
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>>4812915
So how quickly does the water generating stone work? Because I'm wondering if we could make a handheld water jet cutter and core him with it.
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>>4812855
>>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
>>Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.
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>>4812855
>>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
>>Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.
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>>4812855
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
>Change to the mien of the defunt Chen
See here
>>4810923

>Throw our bombs at him, while the six fanged spear prepares. Denouce his
slothfulness, stagnancy and corruption


>>4812733
Glad you liked it.
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>>4812855
>Once more perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", though it will fatigue you. A single, decisive strike is always preferable to a death inflicted by a thousand cuts
2nd Legion Master Dae-Hyun because it’ll be interesting.
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Idea for a relic that might one day occur, the "Exorcists' Gauntlet" Carved with fingers coated in jade and warding charms the modified power fist designed to counter demonic threats through the use of runes empowered by the user which supress the warps touch thus the more powerful the soul of the user the more potent the ward and dispelling
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>>4812855
>>Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.
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>>4812855
>>Reserve your energy, and instead imbue the Twin Dao's with the fire of your soul. A technique you have only theorized is possible, but hardship requires innovation!
Imbuing a power weapon with soulkilling fire is probably powerful enough to kill this bitch
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>>4813256
>Imbuing a power weapon with soulkilling fire is probably powerful enough to kill this bitch
Works well enough for pops.
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>>4812855
>Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression
Then
>Reserve your energy, and instead imbue the Twin Dao's with the fire of your soul. A technique you have only theorized is possible, but hardship requires innovation!
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>>4813423
Isn't the Emperor's sword a Force Sword, not a power weapon? I remember reading that the psycho-conductive microcircuitry needed to make Imperial Force weapons were derived from the Emperor's own sword.
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>>4813735
40k retcons and contradicts itself so much the damn thing could be a shard of Khaine at this point.
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>>4812855
>"Reality flickers before the approaching storm"
THE MAN WHO RAGES AGAINST THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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Throw some soap and water at the bastard, just as a final fuck you before we kill him
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>>4814301
>defeat turdling with nary a scratch
>whip a bottle of Dragon Spit at his head
>leave
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>>4813447
+1
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>>4813447
+1
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>>4812855
>>4813447
+1
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>>4813447
+1
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>>4813447
+1
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>>4813162
Cool idea and art
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Malal, I never got an answer to my question: How quickly do the water generating stones work? Could we feasibly make a water jet cutter with one?
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the late update. First internet trouble in over a week! Glad I checked to see if my connection came back before passing out.

Adopt a defensive stance, and call out to the caged maiden in the garden of despair. Hatred is a potent weapon when wielded properly, and few things enrage you more than cruel oppression: 14

Reserve your energy, and instead imbue the Twin Dao's with the fire of your soul. A technique you have only theorized is possible, but hardship requires innovation!: 10

begin reciting verses from the Journey, specifically those regarding cultivation of one's self and the dangers of stagnation in all things:4

Expand the flames of your will, feeding the blaze with all of your effort and willpower to further consume the devil's flesh. To serve as a distraction as you prep the six fanged spear to fire its deadly light.: 4

Throw a couple of bombs: 3

Adopt the mien of Firestorm Dandan: 1

Attempt to break the spirits will with facts and philosophy: 1

Adopt the mien of Small Chen:1

Adopt the mien of Dae Hyun?: 1

Once more perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", though it will fatigue you. A single, decisive strike is always preferable to a death inflicted by a thousand cuts: 2

total votes:22

So Lieren will take a defensive stance, and endure the oncoming barrage of blows and flurry of strikes, and call out to the maiden in the garden of despair, hoping to ignite his hatred while maintaining his composure

And then, in a bid to reserve his energy, will utilize the rage to attempt a risky maneuver, imbuing the fires of the sea of his soul into the twin prince's daos!

Writing now

Sorry again for the wait

>>4812948
Nice write in btw

>>4813162
Stylish. I love it, perfect relic for Lieren's sons. I can imagine a wuxia esc story where one journey to retrieves the fists

>>4815337
Sorry for the wait. But to answer you question, that is feasible, but The WGS tend to make torrents or huge globs of water. Since they are intended to be terraforming devices. Though crushing waves and spewing geysers are dangerous in their own right, and how the stones generate water more so if properly abused.

You could make a water jet cutter if you pressurized the resulting water. Which Lieren could easily find a way to do. But honestly, using a handful as grenades would be an effective, if gruesome, way to dispatch your enemies.

>>4813885
YEEAH BOI
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Assuming our foe still lives ima reword/post my thing again, I wanna slap Nurgle by redeeming someone. We all know the most devout zealots were once sinners
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It may be naught but a folly to even strive to test the fortitude of mortal flesh against the stuff of vileness incarnated, but it would be as foolish to attempt to weather a storm by marching against it. The only way forward is to simply endure and wait for an opportunity to strike to present itself. And then, within even the briefest moment of weakness, you will be able to inflict a wound that actually succeeds in crippling or even merely slowing this beasts ceaseless assault!.

Taking a breath of burning air, you cool it in your lungs, feeling the scorching touch of smoke caress the depths of your throat and chest. Raising both hands into the air over your head, you bring them down in front of your chest as you sturdy your stance. Shifting your legs and bending your knees, you lower yourself as you tense every fiber of muscle in your back and four limbs. Clenching your jaw, spittle drips from the corners of your mouth, stained pink with blood. Iron strands of hair fall loose and drape over your eyes, sweat drips from your brow, fire rages upon your back like the wings of magnificent phoenix.

"COME DEVIL! COME SPIRIT PUTRID AND FOUL! TEST YOUR BLADE AGAINST THE STEEL OF MY RESOLVE AND FALTER BEFORE THE INDOMITABLE FORTRESS BORN OF MANKIND'S WILL!" You rage, to further incense the creature to strike hastily and without thought. Preparation and careful study are as deadly in battle in the hands of a skilled opponent as the most virulent poison.

The golden flames lose their lust, their shimmering tongues and feathers fading away upon the greying wind whipping out from the crack in reality, still draining the malevolent QI that has so soaked the plains of Kang. Charred, blackened, covered in open wounds and patches of cooked flesh and still smoldering fur, the Warden of life emerges, three eyes glowing brightly yellow with a hatred refined and sharpened into a spearpoint of sheer malice. So potent is its wrath, the air around it ripples as if the fires of your soul still burned and consumed its ethereal flesh.

And, through the window between the living world and the fetid swamps of hell itself, you once more glimpse the tear stained face of the alien blossom, caged in tarnished gold and silver, almond shaped eyes a dazzling, brilliant hue of green as she wheeps and sobs at the mere sight of violence. Your twin hearts halt for a moment, as merely gazing upon such an existence fills the entirety of your being with a great rush of emotion. Not dread, or fear, as her captor inspires. But rather, ease, assurance and relaxed sense of serenity. Fragrant, pollen scented winds carry and pierce though the miasma that surrounds the champion of decay, and reach your nose. Flashes, sparks of verdant green light flicker and swirl before your eyes as they struggle to choose a form for the cage entity.

A tree with pink and green blossoms expanding ever onwards to pierce the heavens
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>>4815755

A young girl draped in the leaves of trees with broken horns in her hands. An endless field of flowers and bubbling streams. A light glowing faintly in the dark. It settles upon the interpretation you first saw, a humble woman of immense beauty with hands and feet dirtied by fertile soil, with exotic and alien blooms growing within the strands of her pale, golden hair.

Piercing, burning pain burns into your eyes, cutting deep into them again as tears of blood crawl over your cheeks forming rivers that branch to appear like a system of roots, with the golden wells of your eyes serving as the canopy. Staring in awe, you cannot turn your eyes away from the captive spirit maiden.

"Turn away, turn away. You only suffer to gaze upon my face" A whispered, hoarse voice pleads into your ear, as the shadowy form of your enemy falls upon you "Abandon your concern for me, forget my durance. The greatest gift you may give unto me is your survival, oh warrior of mankind"

Blinking, you subtly shift your feet and reposition your hands, your perceptions slowed enough for you to react in time to guard against the devil's attack.

Sacrificing the pauldron and gauntlet covering your left arm, you parry the spirit's blow by brushing their broken blade aside. It's edge bites deeply into the steel of your armor, the plates of your gauntlet catching upon its pitted and corroded surface as you slap the back of your hand against the flat of the wicked blade.

For a moment, you are entangled, as the steel of your armor rust and rots away. A metallic ringing signaling that the anchors between the component plates have begun to snap and break apart. In this momentary lull in your battle, you once more force your gaze upon the cage maiden, despite the agony it inflict upon you both body and mind, and speak a reply to her pleading.

"Tell me your name, oh gentle maiden within the cage. So I, Lieren, may now your plight" You mutter without much thought, an instinctive reaction. Memories of other victims of abusive captivity flood your mind, from Luli to the servants at Gao's palace. The maiden bows her head, hands settled on her lap, brunching the gentle verdant hued dress she wears

"I am Isha, matron of life, last of my kind yet born" She whispers sorrowfully as the lord of all things rotten laughs mirthfully at her words, as if they were spoken in jest "I have been Imprisoned here in the halls of the mansion of misery and mirth, since the slaughter of my kin. Please, just turn your eyes away, do not suffer for me nor endure pain in my stead. Forget my suffering, abandon your concern. Live your life happily, without the sorrow of my fate clouding it"

And that alone, is enough to kindle the hatred hidden within the depths of your heart. With a sharp pivot of the heel, you swing your armored leg in a crescent kick, catching a spear tipped leg between your leg and thigh.
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>>4815756

Kicking from the ground, you release the spirit's mechanical leg and fall once more to the ground.

With your still armored arm, you throw an elbow strike to halt a feral swing of the devil's blade, and push a steel covered foot into its gut, pushing it away to momentarily cease its endless assault.

Raising your hands defensively again, you wash away the turmoil of your mind, swaying and weaving as you dodge the continuous rain of blows and stabbing iron legs that aim for every vital organ in your body, each of your four limbs, and your throat and eyes. Ducking, you continue the carps dance as you slowly hone the hatred inspired by learning the name of the gentle hearted maiden and hearing her title.

She called herself the Matron of life, and it did not sound as if it were a prideful boast. How dare they! How dare they! these avatars of filth and decay have imprisoned an avatar of the natural world, a reflection of life and fertility itself to hold captive in mockery in their realm of disease and plague! How dare they insult nature's child, how dare they imprison such a gentle soul, such a caring light in the darkness of their putrid realm.

The flames surrounding you grow larger, as merely imagining the abuse, tortures and shames that have been forced upon an incarnation of what you seek to preserve in the face of progress renews your will and conviction in a single breath, bolstering them and hardening the resolve to see the warden of life defeated.

For, if the titles he refers to himself to are accurate, he is the dog that guards her cage.

Snarling, you continue your dance, parrying blows with the back of your hand and legs, careful not to allow the ruining edge of the blade to cut into the steel of their armor, as you lead the wicked spirit back towards your remaining weapons.

Rolling onto your back, you grab a hold of the hilts of the Twin Daos, treasures of the fallen Yan, and as the Devil advances once more, leap back to your feet as it stabs three of its legs where your legs were but a breath ago. It's sword becomes lodge in the patch of soil, precisely where your twin hearts rested above a moment before.

"Impudent devils! I cannot forgive the crimes of!..no!..the sin of imprisoning an avatar of life itself, a kindly spirit with naught but mercy and caring within her heart! I shall send you back to your "Father" as naught but ashes AND CORPSE GREASE!" You bellow as the burning cloak of golden flames roars to life with renewed vigor.

Coating you again, it forms a ethereal armor, but this one is woven of roots and branches. Blossoms of white smoke grow upon your cloak, as the transient world of the arena fills with blossoms drifting lazily upon the wind. The winds calm, the storms ceases, the laughter grows quiet.

In a moment of serenity, empowered by hatred, sorrow and kindness, you strike. Taking a single step forward, you leap towards the devil whose blade is still stuck firmly into the stone and soil.
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>>4815758

Powering on both of the sabers, you focus the fires of your spirit into them.

You are not certain it will work, it is a technique you have not attempted or even trained yet. In theory, it should be possible to imbue Qi into the material, like the metal of the twin blades. However, you are not certain if it can be done outside of mere theory. White radiance crackles across the blades, the metal vibrates violently as the ghostly armor and cloak you wear shrink themselves down and vanish into the circuitry and edge of the deadly sabers.

Stars flash, suns die, but the flames of your will remains burning. Lakes dry, mountains crumble, but the sea of your soul shall remain. The rot shall be denied flesh! in this transient world, where hope refuses to kneel before despair, where conviction endures misery, you cannot falter and fail. Not before the eyes of the maiden, who remains hopeful despite untold eons of the cruelest imprisonment.

If her spirit can remain unbroken, than yours to shall not be allowed to break before the tyranny of this disease family. Death is not to be feared, but that does not mean life is empty of meaning or joy. These wretches know naught but suffering and misery.

By your example, they shall learn the folly of their ways, and see that hope and life itself can endure hardships worse than the hell of their own creation.

The field of energy coursing through the Daos flickers away for a moment, before the brilliant glow returns now set ablaze by the golden radiance of your willpower made manifest. It's Qi does not cling to the metal, but rather the energies surrounding the metal itself.

Crossing your arms, you pull the incandescent blades over your shoulder and glance once last time into the three eyes of the keeper of rust, who has just now freed his blade from the clinging soil below.

Swinging your arms outwards, you slash the burning blades precisely into the base of the wretch's wrists as it raises its sword to plunge it directly into your chest.

There's a loud crackle and snap.

With a roaring bray, the devil reacts for a second time to the wounds you have dealt to it.

Falling to the ground, you land on your toes and crouch down as your opponent raises the stumps at the end of its arms to the air, iron hands and claws cut cleanly away from its putrid flesh.

Rising, you turn to face the Warden of life's back, as the devil screams and cries in a mixture of rage and confusion. It's shattered sword flies through the air, twisting and turning many times before it comes to rest impaled in a stone, black oils and pus oozing and sweating from its surface still, as withering maggots and centipedes crawl from its edge.
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>>4815760

"HOPE! YOU'VE WIELDED IT LIKE A WEAPON, YOU WRETCH! HOW DARE YOU INSULT THE LOVE BETWEEN MY LORD AND HIS PARAMOUR IN SUCH A CRUEL MANNER" The keeper of rust wails madly, tears of bile dripping down its jaw as it rotates its torso to face you

"I will drown your soul and use it as fertilizer! You mortal dog! How dare you hold hope before the garden of Nurgle and befoul its magnificently putrid air with its stench! I swear, I shall be the herald of your death and fall, even if it takes millennium... you will kneel before me! LIEREN OF NOTHING! "

Standing before the raving spirit, you swing the twin sabers downwards with a flick of your wrist and cross their blades, sparking bursts of light that rival the unshrouded sun in their brilliance.

The fool has allowed his shame and outrage to blind him, and he does not attempt to attack you or defend himself. Even though he could continue fighting and seems barely fazed by the severing of his hands.

Then you recall the command of his master. He is to claim your soul, not snuff it out. There is no way he can fight without risking further shame by killing you in his desperation.

What foolishness! A smirk briefly graces your lips, as you ponder how to kill a creature that can endure the most terrible of mortal wounds.

How shall you dispatch your conceding opponent, Lieren?
>Simply sever his head, nothing can survive that.
>Toss the jade null denouncement charm onto it, and watch it burn.
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
>Strangle the life out of it with a ribbon covered in the script of the null denouncement charms, and tell all of its kin to hear, you shall one day burn their garden to cinders
>Write in
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>>4815763
>Toss the jade null denouncement charm onto it, and watch it burn.
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
>Strangle the life out of it with a ribbon covered in the script of the null denouncement charms, and tell all of its kin to hear, you shall one day burn their garden to cinders
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>>4815763
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
WE MUST KNOW!
Oh hot damn the eldar are gonna be so jealous we got to not only see, but speak with their super mom. Its gonna be great.
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>>4815763
>Spear to the heart, talk to Isha
>Warn Nurgle we are going to Raze his garden, however long it takes.
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>>4815763
>Toss the jade null denouncement charm onto it, and watch it burn.
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
>Write in
"A millenium for your vengeance ? How utterly pathetic you are evil spirit. No your time has been too long already, it s time for you to vanish from existance."
"And you coward kins of this wretch that are listening and watching like filthy vermin, i will make sure all of you will vanish ... and your "garden", this foul putrid hell of decay one day, know that it will burn to nothing but ashes !"
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>>4815763
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.

In during it's a relic Harlequin prismatic lance. It might be meta, but Nurgle will not appreciate a weapon of another trickster.
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>>4815763
I forgot my sequence.
>Warn Nurgle we are going to Raze his garden, however long it takes, with maximum smirk.
"Your garden lays barren of beauty and the lustre of life, consider this a favour of cleaning and preparing it when you next consider receiving more unfortunate visitors.
No wonder your spirits are so desperate to escape, to name strangers their kin. Their home is so bad a housefire improves it."
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
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>>4815763
>Toss the jade null denouncement charm onto it, and watch it burn.
>Strangle the life out of it with a ribbon covered in the script of the null denouncement charms, and tell all of its kin to hear, you shall one day burn their garden to cinders
>"You would name hope as something utterly vile? How foolish, and yet now I know the true nature of your kin. You are fools one and all, driven to the allure of nihilism and apathy at ruin by your fear of death. Nay, not even a fear of death, but of life itself, pure and unsullied. Life is made worth living by the knowledge you will one day die. It is what drives us to live full lives. You do not fear death, you fear life, of living a full life out of the farcical dread it will be depleted from such. Deluded fools, one and all!"

Write-in to utterly denounce Nurgle's tenets.
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>>4815763
>>Write in
We must conserve our power yet must also burn away the filth before us, this is a being of entropy and forlorn emotions what if we undo it from within? A spark of our fire unmaking it from it's core.

"Keeper of Rust, Lord of life I see some truth to you now...you were not always so were you? Fallen to bitterness and sorrow driven into a pit of regret and madness where the arms of another waited for you."

Take our time to draw its eyes to lock with our own

"But that rage and despair; it only comes to those whom may have once sought justice and righteousness. I do not know what thing pulled you from the road but serving the power that encourages it will bring you no peace, you will only drag others down. Remember when you were more and step out of the foul garden. Believe again"

(I admit this is a little improv but i've seen nothing to suggest this thing was not once mortal so i figured whats a bigger slap to Nurgle A) killing a chosen or B) redeeming them)

...also i just finished rewatching Fate/Zero
https://youtu.be/VmCPHJ-IJfY?t=192 [Embed]
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>>4816002
Uhh, this is a greater demon, not a prince. Meaning it was never anything but what it is.
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>>4816014
ah snap
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>>4816017
Care to pick again?
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>>4816017
"You would name hope as something utterly vile? How foolish, and yet now I know the true nature of your kin. You are fools one and all, driven to the allure of nihilism and apathy at ruin by your fear of death. Nay, not even a fear of death, but of life itself, pure and unsullied. Life is made worth living by the knowledge you will one day die. It is what drives us to live full lives. You do not fear death, you fear life, of living a full life out of the farcical dread it will be depleted from such. Deluded fools, one and all!"

I made this write-in if you want to switch.
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>>4815763
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart
Then
>Warn Nurgle we are going to Raze his garden, however long it takes, with maximum smirk.
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>>4815776
Support.
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>>4815763
>>Toss the jade null denouncement charm onto it, and watch it burn.
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>>4815763
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
>Strangle the life out of it with a ribbon covered in the script of the null denouncement charms, and tell all of its kin to hear, you shall one day burn their garden to cinders.
Get hanged, you disease riddled faggot.
Lieren must stop collecting waifus before he simps to all imprisoned motherly nature women that exist.
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>>4816151
Imprisonment of the pure and nature shall never be abided.
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>>4815768
+1
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>>4815768
+1
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>>4815768
+1
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>>4815763
>With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart.
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>>4815763
Backing this >>4815768
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>>4815763
Say Malal I'm curious, what Rank in the Heirarchy is this Warden of Life? Did we just get our own Ka'Bandha?
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>>4817200
Yes, but unlike Sanguinius, Lieren will troll him relentlessly and eventually develop soulkilling attacks to get rid of him permanently. So he's like Ka banda but fucked.
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>>4817204
we might soul kill him now. WE're stabbing him with soul killing flames.
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>>4815768
Support
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>>4815763
If chaos is all about grim dark, corruption, murder parties and etc., could singing songs and harmonizing with a bunch of people weaken some chaos daemons, or make warp travel relatively safer?
https://youtu.be/mPTCq3LiZSE
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>>4817502
If you and seceral trillions of people believe hard enough, then yes. But you could say the same about anything.
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>>4817614
If the crew of the ships were all perfectly in time, it would work well. But unfortunately people need to sleep and talk about other things.
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>>4817502
>>4817614
>>4817620
With our humie waaagh field we might be able to do it, and since we're a primarch people will actually believe whatever bullshit we tell em, but I don't think it's viable until we give the flame to atleast a trillion soul's, so it's pretty much guaranteed once we have a couple guardsman companies under us
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Machine spirits are angry with malal
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Toss the jade null denouncement charm onto it, and watch it burn: 9

With the six fanged spear, pierce its heart, and use what little time is left before the wound between worlds heals itself to speak to Isha the maiden, before firing a blast directly into its heart: 13

Strangle the life out of it with a ribbon covered in the script of the null denouncement charms:8

Swear to one day burn the spirits garden to naught but ash:11

A millenium for your vengeance ? How utterly pathetic you are evil spirit...":1

"Your garden lays barren of beauty and the lustre of life...":1

"You would name hope as something utterly vile? How foolish, and yet now I know the true nature of your kin. You are fools one and all, driven to the allure of nihilism and apathy at ruin by your fear of death...": 1

Keeper of Rust, Lord of life I see some truth to you now...":1

Total votes: 17

So, Lieren will decide to be extremely cautious, and use everything he believes may be able to put the putrid bastard down, before addressing Isha once more and swearing to burn the macabre garden to cinders

Writing now

>>4818035
They hate when I speak of them.
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>>4818724
Incredibly cursed
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After all, this wretch could easily continue this battle if he did not risk displeasing his wicked master in doing so. Perhaps this noxious form of life is truly immortal? No such a thing is impossible, all things must pass and fade with time. Anything that is named endless simply has not yet reached its end. With the passage of time and cycle of ages, even mountains are eventually rendered to naught but dust and gravel.

And that process is expedited greatly by the generous application of explosives and quarrying. So to, shall the life be strangled out of this most abhorrently persistent denizen of hell. In fact, that somewhat poetic thought has given you an idea of how to begin the execution of this most rotten of wastrels. Pulling a ribbon from the satchel you carry with you at all times, one you have at times used to bind your hair, you write a intermediately complex script of the null denouncement charms upon its surface using the tip of your finger as a brush and the blood that has wept from your eyes like so many scarlet tears.

Hastily scrawling the final characters, you wrap both ends of the ribbon around your wrists and pull it taught. The warden of life is so infested with disease and caked with filth, that merely touching its hide unprotested may spell death for even as blessed with heartiness as yourself. Focusing upon the runes, you step forward as they begin to glow as radiantly as the wall their more intricate counterparts have kept erected around the arena between worlds.

Snarling, and spitting mucus and bloated maggots at your approach, the evil spirit curses in tongues long forgotten or never known, clouds of flies surrounding its bloated frame. Throwing one end of the charmed ribbon upon the wind, it circles around the devil's neck on its own accord like a snake wrapping around its pray. Grabbing hold of white sash as it flutters near to your hands once more, you tighten the soft noose around the tumorous throat of the submitting evil.

It would seem the Keeper of rust has began to regret his decision to forfeit in this fateful duel, as it begins to rake its sharpened wrists against its own throat, attempting to tear the silk that has been so tightened it cuts into the charred meat of the beast's neck like a knife. However the bindings hold firm, as the null denouncement charm begins to glow radiantly, first with a blinding white then a gentle golden glow. The flesh indented by the silk charm, begins to boil and burn anew, flakes of grey ash flaking away from the still "Living" abomination, as it kicks its remaining legs and attempts to pull you into its smothering, and sickening embrace.

In response, without changing your expression from mild disinterest, you remove the most prized of the Null Denouncement Charms, and toss the necklace bearing an amulet and beads of jade directly onto the champion of decay's chest.
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>>4819031

It glows far brighter than the silk noose, seeming to transform briefly into a miniature sun before the enchanted babble burns into the tainted flesh and burrows into the infested bone of the spirit's collar. It sinks like heated steel pressed against hardened lard or ice, black ichor and green bile spewing from scalding stew that has been made within the wretch's now boiling stomach. Covered your nose with your sleeve, you watch for a moment to see if this will be enough to finally kill the Keeper of rust and slave to the father of all maggots and carrion beetles.

It clear is not, as the devil still struggles to pull you to it, into its infectious embrace, gnashing its blade filled jaws and slavering like a starved hound. Braying and cursing still, the wards wrapped tight around its neck begin to fail, flicker as the silk that bares them is torn to tatters and sullied by the repugnant touch of its victim.

Snorting, you stomp on the ground behind the Six Fanged Spear, and catch the ancient weapon as it flips into the air. Ceasing to struggle against the Warden's strength, you allow yourself to be pulled forward and leap forward, plunging the spear down into the crevice formed by the Jade Null Denouncement charm in the devil's chest.

And that, at last, is enough to finally subjugate the spirit and force it to kneel. The golden metal shuddered fiercely, as the six spurred blade of the spear tore through flesh and cut through bone, before finally pierce the corroded heart of your opponet. A spray of silver sheened oil and verdant spotted pus spewed from the wound, igniting upon the twin denouncement charms as they continue the grisly process of purifying a body woven entirely from corruption.

"At last, you shall meet the true face of death. The gentle repose that all things must one day take, the tranquility of night, the warmth of life's conclusion. Savor it wretch, for I know you shall continue in this pitiful state of existence, enjoy briefly the reward shared between all mortal men and beasts" You whisper softly, twisting the spear to lock it in place between the warden's ribs "And know, one day, I shall make you and all of your kin experience a final reprieve from this horrid form of life you have chosen to lead"

Turning your eyes upwards and away from the fading life in your enemy's eyes, you muster the will and courage to look upon the two beings whose mere existence is so potent to merely glance in their direction is agony and to comprehend them is torture. But, you have gazed upon your father in a dream, and if you can endure pain to look upon one you hope will become loved and cherished in your heart, you can look upon a hated enemy as well and endure the pain that comes.

Green thread began to spin itself from the spear, as its arcane technology powered on and initiated its firing sequence. Electricity courses through its haft, pale light forms within its circuitry and expands outwards.
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>>4819034

Meeting the eyes of both the captor and captive, you feel a searing, blistering burning sensation tear into your eyes at the mere moment of perceiving both of them simultaneously. The maiden weeps, the toad king mourns and you grimace and bite your tongue to force yourself to hold your gaze.

"I, LIEREN OF NOTHING! SON OF SHANGRALA! LIBERATOR OF THE YAN PEOPLE AND LANDS! SLAYER OF THE UNSEEN MASTER, EXECUTOR OF HULI JING! ENEMY OF THE WICKED AND TYRANICAL! SWEAR THIS TO YOU MATRON ISHA! CULTIVATOR OF LIFE AND MERCY! GENTLE SCION OF THE LINE DEPARTED! UNEXSTINGUISHED LIGHT OF HOPE! THAT I SHALL!" You bellow, your voice reverberating through the air with all the might of thunder, quaking the transient reality itself as your voice carries through the narrowing crack in the veil between the world of the living and that of the dead "SEE YOU FREED FROM YOUR CAGE! AND RELEASED ONCE MORE TO WANDER FREELY AND WITHOUT FEAR"

Crystal tears fall from her cheeks, as her voice pierces your heart. Her words of pure emotion, needing no language to be understood. The concern of a mother, the fear of the abused, the hope of better tomorrow of a brighter dawn. The sheer brilliance of her heart's feelings burns into you, like the light of a rising son and hardens the conviction you hold to one day see this avatar of life and nature itself released from her imprisonment.

Raising the six fanged spear slightly, moments before it releases its deadly light, you turn to address Isha's captor. This, Lord Nurgle brute who dares to be host to such hubris as to imprison a maiden born of the same forces his very existences and way of life opposes like some trophy of war.

"AND TO YOU AND ALL YOUR ILK! ALL COURTIERS WHO SERVE IN THE BLIGHTED MANSE OF MISERY AND MERRYIMENT! ALL WHO FLOCK BENEATH THE BANNER OF DECAY AND NILHISTIC DESPAIR! I SWEAR AN OATH TO YOU, OH PARTIARCH OF FILTH AND SEWAGE! TOAD WHO IMAGINES HIMSELF A DRAGON! PROGENITOR OF PLAGUES! NURGLE THE FALSE LORD! THAT I" You roar boldly and impudently, directly issuing a challenge to a being far older and more powerful than yourself, who merely watches with a bemused smirk upon his swollen lips with a twinkle of joy in his clouded eyes.

"WILL SEE YOUR MACABRE GARDEN AND ALL WHO INHABIT IT, BURNT TO CINDERS AND ASH. CLEANSING IT FROM HISTORY'S MEMORY AND REMOVING ITS STAIN FROM REALITY ITSELF. EVEN IF I MUST TAKE A THOUSAND LIVES TO DO SO, I SHALL SEE YOUR REALM TORN DOWN STONE BY STONE AND TRAMPLED TO NOTHING!" You bellow, lifting your head and barring your teeth at the denizens of the spiritual realm of stagnancy and decay.

The Nurgle spirit's eyes flicker with malice, and slowly, it raise a single fattened finger into the air. At that precise moment, the tear between worlds begins to stitch itself shut.

The six fanged spear fires, the green hued bolts of lightning splitting in three and tearing through the warden of life's heart, erasing it completely as it blasts a pan sized hole in its chest
con
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>>4819036

A blinding gold and green light fills your vision and then...
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You awake, aware again, the last thing you remember is the dying expression on your spiritual enemy's face. Slowly, perception and comprehension returns to your mind, and you realize you are laying upon two beds, fragrant incense and herbs burning around you. The taste of copper lingers upon your tongue, and every inch of your body aches terribly. Rising, you lift yourself from the sheets that cover you, and nearly give Guozhi his death of fright.

"Oh, you've awoken at last, Lieren" The old man sighs in relief, placing a hand over his heart as the tea ware he was carrying clatters to the floor and shatters "Forgive me for not attempting to rouse you from your repose, but I could only imagine the monstrous measure of the battle you had fought, and worried you may have become fatigued in spirit as well as body"

You blink, and rub your jaw, cracking it into place. It would appear you fell to the ground with enough force to partially dislocate it. Odd.

"Well, it certainly was a deadly engagement, how much time has passed since we set out to purify the malevolence within the plains?" You question, reflecting briefly on your memoires of that terrible duel between worlds, and the beings you bore witness to within the world beyond your own.

"four days, a most inauspicious number" Guozhi says, shuffling to your side as you stand and find that you are clothed in a simple white sash "Though, half of the slumber that took hold of you in the capital, I had feared this reprieve from the living world would have longer..."

"I will have to make haste to the capital then, to present my gifts to the scholars" You mutter, before catching onto the implications within Guozhi's words "And why would you believe that, old friend"

Guozhi sighs, his face tightening as he scowls in disgust at the mere memory.

"When your battle was over, and the warding light faded, You were knelt on the ground vomiting blood and bleeding from your eyes, senseless. You fell into unconsciousness shortly afterwards. My students aided in carrying you back to civilization, though I assure you we did not linger near those graves for long. Qian Xiaowen in particular did not stray from your bed side for three nights" Guozhi explains, causing memories to flood back along side a deathly chill that creeps down your back

"Ah, that is most disconcerting. Was the killing field free of the taint of the Qi of death and decay, then?" You ask, blinking to test if your eyes to still function correctly.

"To my senses it was, though there were...remnants of your battle that remained within the circle of Null Denouncement Charms, which none of us dared to approach" Guozhi mutters as if terrified by the mere memory of what he saw beside you in the arena.

"Then how did you retrieve me?" You ask, curiously. Guozhi smirks.

"Ropes and hooks" He says with a mirthful grin and wag of his finger "and several oxen"
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>>4819038

You laugh, even though it hurts to.

What shall you do now, Lieren?
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
>Take a quick detour to check on your students once again, before returning to the capital.
>Write in?
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>>4819041
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
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>>4819041
>>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
>>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
>>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
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>>4819041
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains
>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
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>>4819041
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains
>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains
>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains
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>>4819129
+1
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>>4819041
>What shall you do now, Lieren?
>>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
>>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains

On a sidenote, now I can't stop thinking about Lieren presenting Kanzeon the pacifist DaOT IA and an avatar of Isha the pacifist godess so they become friends due to their similar personalities, then our poor, innocent and dense Primarch saying that they are both important to him and cherishes their company greatly (so they don't think that he will drift away from either friendship, helping their friendship blossom unburdened), which causes them both to immediately start a catfight, leaving the eldar and humans making bets and a very, very confused Lieren. Then Gulliman has to explain to Lieren that he is, in fact, technically dating both of them, as well as many other people that misinterpreted his boundless densene-kindness, yes, that.

>Lieren: I don't understand, why are they fighting? Did my Golden Eyes decieve me? I though they would be good friends after I explained to them that they both hold an equal place in my hearth?
>Gulliman: That's why they are fighting, to decide who is the alpha in your harem.
>Lieren: MY WHAT?!?!
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>>4819041
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>Take a quick detour to check on your students once again, before returning to the capital.
>Briefly inspect the battlefield

We need to see our lil tigers they have been so very good and we can't keep telling them to wait
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>>4819041
>Take a quick detour to check on your students once again, before returning to the capital.
>>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
changing to this, we gotta see the kids
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>>4819041
>Take a quick detour to check on your students once again, before returning to the capital.
>Briefly inspect the battlefield
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>>4819041
>Return without delay
>Inform the cultivators of our battle and lessons we learned.
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>>4819041
>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
>Make some new charms around it if you need to. No demon shall spill into this world.
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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>>4819041
>>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
>>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains/
>>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
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>Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains
>Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.
>Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour
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Man, this is getting a bit hectic, now we have one of the 4 looking at us directly, I sure hope emps is getting here soon because we are going to need way more firepower if we're going to be pissing off chsosfags
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>>4819892
Don't you mean it's getting a bit heretic?
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>>4819892
They where already trying to take over Shangrila far before Lieren. We are the ones breaking their plans here in fact, beside the gods are looking at all the primarchs while also looking at many other things.
Nah the emperor isn t needed, we can beat the servants they have send.
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>>4819892
>>4820119
Not to mention Big E hasn't even gotten his gold-plated ass off of Terra yet. It's gonna take him a good while to get to Shangrala - by which point we've hopefully reached global dominance.
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>>4820132
20ish years minimum at most 30-40 years.
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>>4820132
With the entire population of Yan and advanced weaponry and industries, the only thing that the rest of Shangrala could do to slow our advance would be scorched earth and guerrilla tactics.
The biggest hurdle will be insurrections, any schemes from the chaos gods and modernizing and integrating the rest of the planet without destroying their culture and nature.
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>>4820399
A means to counter this could be to continue searching for psykers and inducting them into our order, making sure they have the fortitude and will power not resist chaos, but actively body check it. I.E. we PERSONALLY craft the protective null charm made of premium materials, with little notew mentioning Lerien's protection or some such.
I dunno. Maybe through the power of believe, and Lierens Psyker powers, they might believe in the null denouncement charm to draw on Lieren if they ever need aid.
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>>4820487
Yeah, but we make sure they understand that their protection does not come from the charm, it's just a focus, their protection comes from their will, and they should all train it like their lives and the lives of everyone surrounding them depended on it. Because they do, no preassure...
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Soo, I liked Mala's idea of psikers using rituals only as a psichological focus to get in the right mindset, so I decided to write this short omake about a future in which Dan Dan's son is an Alpha level piromancer and his dreamjob under the Emperors banner.

>The world of Zhùdìng 3, whoever choose the name was an idiot, but that's not important right now: a Chaos fleet has attacked and most of the surviving population turned into Tzeench cultists our of fear. The world is in the process of becoming a daemonworld, and thus has been considered lost by the Imperium and condemned to Exterminatus. A peculiar one at that.
>Chaos Champion: What's your name loyalist dog?
>Bàozhà Móushā: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
>Chaos Champion: Err, what? Are you Khornate or something?
>Bàozhà Móushā: [PIC RELATED]
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>>4820720
Perfect
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>>4820731
The best part is that this was a Tzeench SM Campion, so he was probably expecting an elaborate strategy to explain why there was no exterminatus on sight and planned to interrogate Combustion Man, and if you count every A as a second screaming, he got this monk-looking motherfucker just screaming his lungs out at him for over a minute, then fucksploding in nuclear fire. So not as planned.
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Big Ancient Mommy Spirit Count: 2

How many else will we meet?
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>>4820963
When we rip Slaanesh's lower intestine open to free the Aeldari Pantheon, that'll be two more. Big ancient spirits, at least. Maybe not "Mommy" exactly, nobody's ever made it clear where Morai-Heg and Lileath stack up on the MILF scale.
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>>4795070
Can we ask Isha to bless Kanzeon protection from Daemon Corruption and True Life? She's A.I and is vulnerable to things like Halo Rampancy and turning into Iron Men.
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>Go back to the battle site
>Collect Isha's tears as Spirit Stones
>Create Terracotta legion of the Unliving
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>>4821038
Hell yeah lets get that xeno heresy on
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>>4821038
+1 we really should go and collect all her tears
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>>4821013
+1 to this too. We must protect Kanzeon's smile.
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>>4821071
>>4821043
>>4821038
>he thinks the eldar aren’t snatching that shit up immediately
They’re probably already here.
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>>4821013
>>4821038
+1
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>>4821038
this sounds fun
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>>4821038
+1
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>>4821136
I mean maybe but we have no logical reason to go back (unless we sense Chaos) or even believe anything good would be left behind. Hell there’s no reason for us (the players) to expect soul stones to be there, after all Isha was far away from the battlefield.
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>>4821077
i'll be real with the Farseer and now this they are gonna be here any damned second.
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>>4821238
With this tho, we've already changed part of the sequence. Theres no way they'd approach Fulgrim first, now.
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>Collect soul stones for space elves that hate you
>the Eldari begrudgingly liked this
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>>4821263
They can suck eggs until they can throw their own rocks in Papa Nurgle's windows.
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Calling the vote now, sorry for the late update. RIP Miura https://youtu.be/I2rV8oKWSdM

Inspect the battlefield briefly, and ensure no taint or source of corruption yet remains: 15

Without delay, return to the capital and present Kanzeon's gift and voice to the scholarly minded of your companions, as you intended to before this detour:15

Tell Guozhi and his students of his battles and the lessons you learned.: 9

Make some new charms around it if you need to. No demon shall spill into this world.:1

Take a quick detour to check on your students once again, before returning to the capital.: 3

Total votes: 19

So Lieren shall share the story of his battle with Guozhi and the sect of cultivators who follows him, inspect the battlefield for any lingering signs of taint, and then without delay make for the capital to introduce Kanzeon and her gifts to the scholarly minded of his friends.

And speak with Dandan about her ladyboner for scorched earth tactics
w
writing now

>>4820720
>>4820762
kek, incredible

>>4819230
Funny but a little too anime

>>4821038
>What do you mean my son has directly plagiarized the fucking eldar?

>>4821013
If you ever meet her again, sure

>>4821263
>>4821274
hahahaha
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>>4821274
In their defence they are trying to clean up their space bug out vans that Slannesh graffiti'd and tried to fornicate with.
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>>4821178
Yeah, she was on the otherside of the window, after all
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>Be Nurgle in your greenhouse
>Some damned Child of the Emperor throws a brick through my window
>Send a son of my own to dela with him
>This Lieren starts throwing pieces of him back bit by bit
>The fucker has the nerve to look through the window and shoot the finger guns at my 'wife'
>She actually reciprocates
>The fucking nerve of these two!
>He finally leaves after it put a wall in place
>Lodge a complaint with Tzeench because this is on him somehow i know it
>Have to wait cos Slannesh is crying to him to
>I can just her Khorne laughing from the doorway of his wrestling ring
>This is to depressing even for me
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>>4821288
>RIP Miura
Wait. He fucking died not long age.
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Big update in coming.
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Smiling gently, you begin to dress yourself with the cleaned robes that have been left folded at the foot of your recovery bed. Taking the time to groom and tie your hair, Guozhi quietly cleans the shattered pottery from the floor as you loop and braid your hair into a more proper style than the untamed mane you usually bear while traveling.

"Honored teacher, if you would be so kind as to gather your students together for me? Their is a lesson I wish to give to them, and yourself my old friend, and I am still too weary from my battle to seek them out individually" You ask, turning to face the old sage as you gather your hair into a high bun, raising its ends from your back to your shoulders, before piercing the bun with a pin carved from stained bamboo "Take as much time as you need to ready the other members of the sect, I shall be recuperating in the garden outside of this traveler's rest, stretching my muscles and reawakening my senses"

Guozhi's young eyes sparkle with the excitement of a youth told he'll be taught how to wield a sword by his father. Nodding once, Guozhi cups his hands together and bows.

"As you wish, Lieren, if you feel parched I'll ready fresh tea leaves for you and myself, or at least boil a kettle of water so you may do so yourself" Guozhi says merrily, taking the tray of broken pottery from the room you've been given to rest and recover, and leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Quickly they turn to mist like memories of the battle four nights before, of the putrid inhabitants of the marshes within the realm of spirits and the dead, and the beautiful maiden that lays at its center, the tortured captive of the foul master of that region of hell. Touching your cheeks, the great agonies you bore to merely look upon the two ancient souls one wicked and the other benevolent, returns to your briefly.

Wincing, you reach for a bowl of steaming water to clean your face, and turn your thoughts instead to how to possibly conceptualize and explain the nature of the duel upon the border of worlds and the sights you had witnessed within the realm beyond the veil of death.
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<Recorded folk narrative of the <Data lost> region of Shangrala. Interred within the personal collection of Grandmaster <Data lost>, the artifact is a preserved line of code holding the recorded telling of the folk tale known colloquially as "Virtuous Lieren treks to the devilish gardens, hunting evil spirits>. The artifact is thought to be one of <Data removed> surviving articles of the folktale, though it is believed to exist still in the native populations of five <Data edited> three worlds as a story passed through oral tradition. Owner states the story is a popular tale to share among youths of both genders, ranging from the age of five to sixteen standard imperial years, to encourage bravery and valor. Portions of the story can be heard in the battle cant of the Shangralan 7th regiment of the astra militarum, the [Serpent with a thousands heads] >
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>>4821483

Lieren had fought many battles, and slain many foes and enemies. The war against the devil born foxes and the tyrants who served beneath them, had come to an end.

As a serene spring settled over the land so long held in winter's cruel grip, Lieren traveled the land alone, pondering death and the fates of his companions lost over the course of the conflict for liberation and prosperity. Seeking renewed purpose now that his great labor was at an end, the gentle hearted giant wandered between the three worlds, seeking knowledge and wisdom that may show him the next task required of him by the heavens.

Meeting with the newly reborn sage Guozhi of the thousand lives, Lieren invited his old friend young again to the manor of the once hungry goddess of the wilds, Kanzeon, now tamed. Speaking at a length of the cycle of life and inevitability of death and what came after the final breath a man takes, the three sat in conversation for sometime, exchanging lessons and wisdoms gleamed from their travels and long lives.

Then, as the two shared a cup of tea brewed from leaves taken from the depths of the bone devouring forest, the red eyed spider, Xiaowen of the unbroken web, entered the mountain top cottage speaking nonsense and panic. Calming the young spirit, Lieren learned of a tyrant that had escaped his wrathful gaze of retribution.

Squatting in the serpent swamps of the xue, a horrid demon had crawled its way from hell and had, beneath the watchful eyes of the brothers Feng of the wilds and Jinhai of the sea, taken unlawful rulership of the eastern most lands of the xue and had began to rule there as a tyrant.

Enraged by not only the emergence of a new tyrant, but of his own failings as protector of the lands and guardian of their people, Lieren set out at once, upon his steed born of blood and fury. Riding for the swamps upon winds of golden fire, Lieren was met with the warriors Dong, born of the fogs, and Aruna, of the dead, who had met and joined together to take the head of the same enemy Lieren now road to confront himself.

Together, the giant, ghost and mistchild were unstoppable, cutting through blackhearted men made servant of the evil spirit's court, and the progeny and magical beasts that the wicked lord of hell had brought with him in his escape from the depths of the realm beyond.

For four years, the companions loyal and true to each other fought tooth and nail to reach the manse of the inhuman tyrant. Joined by the spirit of wise Guozhi and kind Kanzeon, the three reached the palace of the king of all toads. Holding the line against the numberless horde of corpses and demons that had chased them to the gates of the palace, Aruna and Dong left Lieren to battle the devil tyrant himself.

Buckling the doors the palace of misery with a solid kick, Lieren stepped into its gardens and was nearly overcome with the stench of evil that lurked within, the nefarious sights that greeted his eyes nearly blinding him.
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>>4821487

Until a wisp of natural, a matron of life, wept bitter tears of the suffering of the warriors who traveled so deeply into the fetid swamps ruled by her cruel captor.

Revitalized by tears shed out of kindness and mercy, Lieren rose to speak his challenge unafraid and confidently to the lord of all diseases and filth.

A deal was struck, sworn to by both parties, though they were bitter enemies. Should a champion of the mortal world fight and win against a champion taken from the denizens of hell itself, the spirits would leave the land forever more in shame. But, should hell win over life, the soul of Lieren would be imprisoned alongside the woodland sprite, as a new song bird to entertain the court of rot.

Agreeing wholeheartedly to the bargain, the tyrant devil called forth his greatest warrior, knowing that Lieren had been the death of his half mortal son, the toad dragon who ruled the rivers and lakes. With cruel guile, the ancient demon chose the most robust and enduring of his servant, and armed him with a splint carved from the very essence of death itself.

He knew Lieren could not be matched in a contest of arms or wits, so armed his champion with poison and filth to weaken the star born giant. However, Lieren had foreseen this treachery, and entered battle cloaked in robes woven in interreact designs hiding the script of the celestial courts themselves. Through this trickery, Lieren was able to make manifest his divine soul in the form of purifying fires, shielding himself from the sorceries of hell.

Now, it had become a test of endurance. And Lieren was outmatched. Dancing the dance of the carp, Lieren fought hard to avoid the deadly blade of his opponent, and shrouded himself in fire to keep from choking upon the miasma that surrounded the champion of stagnancy. Lieren knew he could not battle much longer, and so fought like a devil himself, with treachery and deceit as his blades. But yet, he was still outmatched

The sprite of life cried mournfully, knowing the giant had no hope of emerging the victor. The sight of her crying face, ignited Lieren's rage and calmed his nerves, allowing him the chance to path forwards that would lead to devil's defeat. Mimicking the manner of the sprite, Lieren lulled the devil into lowering its guard with tears, and then struck a series of brutal blows, utilizing the techniques taught to him by Guozhi the wise.

First, he adopted the mask of the fallen kin of the maiden spirit, and cut cleanly through the blade forged in their death, next he drew on the blood shed by Aruna's first death and became an ogre of flame and smoke and battered the devil across the courtyard, then, calming himself, he allowed his rage and fury to pass into the fogs, as Dong himself would fade from view and dodged the blind counterattacks of his opponents, his mind controlled once more.
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>>4821489

With the gifts given to him by Kanzeon, and the knowledge learned from her eyes, Lieren made the champion to kneel, tricking him a stream of his soul fire to turn him away, before wrapping his throat and belly with charms that burned the evil within his flesh away.

Finally, he drove the lotus spear into its chest, and declared his victory to the kind of the swamps as lightning fell from the heavens, sealing the toad champions fate.

However, in the heat of the battle, Lieren had not realized a single mistake he had made. He had not included the caged flower in his list of demands, and when he approached, he was thrown back to the world of the living as the Toad king bellowed a wicked laugh and mocked the heroic and victorious warrior, with the knowledge that his concern for the people and desperation to free them from his tyranny, had doomed the lonesome spirit of life to further torments and misery.

Lieren screamed and clawed, attempting to dig his way to hell as the court burrowed its way back. The echoing laughter of the devil tyrant mocking Lieren as he nearly reached the caged maiden, before she was pulled once more in the darkest pits of hell.

All Lieren was left with, was a blossom taken from her hair and her name still ringing in his ears. Vowing to never forget the caged spirit, Lieren set off again on a great journey, though that is a story for another time my sweet.

Now, tell me, what did Lieren learn in this quest?

<Another voice, younger than the primary speaker, finishes the recording>

The strength of unity, the fact some battles cannot be one by endurance alone, that some evils are born that way, Some lives cannot be saved and that tricksters are often tricked themselves~!

<Folk music plays before the recorded data loops back to the beginning. Preparations for care and presentation of this artifact are as follows....>
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The field of your battle is strangely still, and eerily quite. It is as if life refuses to return to these graves out of respect, or fear. There is no stench of evil upon the air, or sign of lingering corruption in or above the soil. The only sign that a battle between man and spirit was waged here, are the deep grooves in the dirt, and the shattered stones dotting the arena. Even the scorch marks of your soul unleashed and the devil's putrid blood boiling upon the air have faded away.

However, there are remnants of the battle within the arena itself. Guozhi and his pupils had done well to retrieve your own belongings. But two objects remained within the boundaries of the Null Denouncement Charms' field. The devil's broken blade, remained stuck in a great boulder near the center of the arena. And strangely, though the unseen master and Huli Jing's own material remains had faded away to nothing but dust and embers, the Warden of Life's skill sat where you had slain him, bleached and aged beyond its years.

The charms have rendered them harmless, as long as they remain between them.
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>>4821490

However, looters are rampant in these plains and what they lack in sense they make up with greed. Already, you can imagined it, some bandit warlord wearing the devil's skull and wielding his blade, bringing a reign of misery to these lands.

Raising your hand, you order Guozhi and the most veteran of his students to remain outside of the charm's boundaries.

They busy themselves preparing waters to concentrate the land, and more interact wards to construct around the field. Judging from their supplies, they intend to make this place something akin to a shrine, with the intent to close off the arena's grounds from the rest of the world.

Gathering a pail of water, you scatter it upon the battleground to symbolically purifying, and with what little remains, use it to wet to steel bands and jade chains you have carved with the most interact Null Denouncement charms you have. Dripping the two unholy artifacts of your battle in Funerary oils, you, with a burning iron rod, push both into two silk sheets, each woven with the script of the null denouncement charms themselves. Focusing your will onto each, you quickly wrap the blade and skull, shielding the world from their corruptive energies, before further binding the silk with the steel and jade chains to ensure that no outside force could break the seal surrounding the two wicked artifacts.

You will find a way to destroy both of them, but as it stands, leaving either in the wild would be a dangerous folly. Nodding your head to Guozhi, he pushes two lock boxes, similarly engraved with null denouncement charms and formed of high quality steel, into the the boundary of the protected area.

Tossing the trash inside, you seal the boxes with the edges of the twin downs, melding them shut, before wrapping them in chains, submerging them into funerary oils, and placing both in two larger chests also covered in the script of the Null Denouncement charms. Which is then locked, and fused shut with the twin daos themselves.

"My eyes burn at the sight of a such a battle, I can hear the ringing of the steel still" Kuan Im moans, grasping her head "What a powerful entity you fought here, Master Lieren"

Qian Xiaowen starred at the place in the air where the veil between worlds had been briefly torn asunder and frowned.

"Odd, all I can see are fresh blossoms, dancing upon the air" The young man says, before three of his elders shake their staffs and rattle their beads.

"It is forgivable for one as untrained in the spiritual arts as yourself to misperceive the Qi in the air, all I can see are the glorious golden flames of our sect leader" One, with a thin brown beard says, motioning towards you, forgetting you had not accepted not denied such a position yet "The very energy of virtue itself"

Another clicked his tongue and rattled his prayer beads.
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>>4821492

"Oh, then you are blinded by the majesty of his prowess, I can feel that Qi of itself life is the most prevalently, these plains shall be blessed with fertility now that evil has been chased away" The man, sunken cheeks proclaims joyously

"You are both mistaken, and mislead our junior, it is the Qi of blood that dominates these graves, we must remove the weapons and ensure no other battle is fought here" The young girl with silks wrapped loosely over her eyes says, peeking from under the bindings as she looks nervously over the graves "A warrior's rage will possess any who wields a blade among the fallen here"

Did she just sense Aruna's brief presence here? Strange.

"Do you believe these protections shall be sufficient until we find a more permeant means of disposing of these cursed objects?" You question Guozhi, who cautiously studies the chest with a golden prod, poking and tracing it's end over the surface.

"Unless both chests are broken, none will fall victim to the blade nor hear the whispers of the skull, and I can think of no man who can tear either chest open besides yourself, even explosives would fail to pierce them" Guozhi says, relief washing over his back as his shoulders slump "It would be a catastrophe if either were to fall into the wrong hands"

You nod in agreement, and turn your eyes towards the horizon, where the capital lays.

"I shall take my leave for the capital at dawn, you are welcome to follow me in my journey. There is business I must see to, and work to be done there"

All the gathered "Cultivators" cup their fists, and bow before you, some even kneel. While their eyes are turned to the ground, you rolls yours in annoyance.
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Dandan sighed tiredly as a servant of Cao brought a tray of tea and sweets made of pounded rice and honey, she tapped her yellow painted nails scorched black upon the laquered surface of the table as you looked her sternly in the eyes. Past all of the makeup and grime of her chosen passion covering her beautiful, dainty features. A flower hiding many more thorns than any other you had encountered. Her cheeks were painted red, and her hair was loosely tied into a bun.

She knew you intended to scold her, and was already at her wits end with the lesson to come. Mostly because, just a few yards away, her peers were conversing excitedly with Kanzeon, and she as she had told you when you pulled her away from the group of intellects and geniuses wished to "Talk with the machine woman as well".

Now she sat, a sour grimace on her face, one leg crossed over the other, holding her chin in her hand as her other tapped and clawed impatiently at the table between the two of you.

Grabbing a gluttonous rice cake with tree nuts and flower petals set into it, you popped the treat into your mouth and ponderously chewed on it. Mostly to further annoy Dandan, as her wild and manic expressions were greatly amusing to you.
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>>4821495

Taking a sip of tea slowly, you watched as Dandan practically melted into her chair, as Shirong rushed past the two of you to gather more parchment and ink, and Shan electrocuted himself fiddling with one of the radios you had shown to them.

Cao Yunru came shortly after, quietly gathering the schematics that Shirong spilled in his haste for more materials, helping his staff gather the scattered papers and cleans the spilled ink.

"Such energy!" Shan laughed excitedly, like a little boy given a new toy. Dandan glanced from side to side and moved to stand, but with a motion of your falling hand, she sat back down at her command.

"What is the purpose for this torture Lieren?" She pouted, crossing her arms and sighing dramatically "What do you gain from treating me like a disobedient child, and remaining silent when there is something I have done wrong"

"Dandan" You say setting a hand down upon the table between the two of you

"Lieren" She said, mimicking your voice as best as she could. You paused and struggled not to chuckle, and failed.

"Oh you know the reason I am concerned with the well being of your mental health" You say, as she lowers her gaze and groans.

"And yet you allow the Vishnu to dance entirely unclothed except for the blood of their slain opponents?" Dandan asks bluntly as she turns her gaze to your eyes once more

"They do not partake in such ritual festivities...anymore" You explain, knowing the Yan still hold a number of racial stereotypes and misunderstandings of the Vishnu people and culture.

"Akanksha does, I've seen her do it' She says, a shiver of disgust trickling down her back as she sits up right. Dammit. Pinching the bridge of your nose, you bow your head

"I will talk to the chief of the third tribe concerning her behavior as well" You say, clasping your hands together, interlocking your fingers as you lean back casually

"I am sure she'll be overjoyed to be blessed with your attention" Dandan teases, attempting to avoid her own scolding by flustering you.

"I am sure she will be, but even you must admit it is rather distressing how much zeal you take to the duty of turning the enemies of our revolution into a paste of gore so fine it can only be described as a red mist of blood! Most of the battlefields you attended, left the opposing side nothing, not even a disembodied arm or half of a fragmented skull, to be returned to their families and buried or burnt" You explain rapidly and somewhat afraid, especially by the little smirk that briefly curls from Dandan's lips "Dandan...Lady Dandan, with all due respect, it most unbecoming for a general let alone one raised as gently as yourself, to laugh and sing in the midst of a can...steel dragon barrage so fiercely, more survivors speak of your voice ringing through the heavens than the roar of the artillery or Gatling guns"
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>>4821501

Dandan opens her mouth to speak, before you place a few indecent artistic depictions drawn by an anonymous artist you are sure is Jiang, as his brother Liang had turned them over to you from Rong's possessions after your guard had been caught gambling with Fat Chen by Zian, During the brief rest at Mao castle.

Dandan's face turns bright red as you avert your eyes from the paintings, each depicting her cleaning various artillery batteries half clothed.

"Among other such reports of more...lustful behavior inspired by the thunderous drumming of your artillery and comments made during their care, which I am incited to believe by my own observations of the pleasure you derive from the mere act of firing a steel dragon or witnessing a Gatling gun be ran dry of all ammunition" you state plainly, as Dandan struggles to tear the paintings to pieces with her bare hands, a furious rage smoldering in her eyes as she babbles and laughs nervously as you stare at her, not angry or disappointed

But merely confused as to how someone could be excited sexually by cannon fire of all things!

"I am more worried of your mental well being than angered by your behavior, Dandan, because such tastes are by no means mun-" you begin before she begs you with your eyes to be silent "Is there something you wish to say in your defense"

"First, tell me the man who made these so I may rip his balls off" She says cheerfully, smiling well mannered as a lady should, gentle and genial, showing no teeth.

"I do not approve of murder, is there anything else you wish to ask?" You reply dully as she growls, and makes do having her revenge by tearing the paintings into smaller and smaller scraps of colored parchment

"Lieren, I understand my...feelings elicited by the massed artillery fire are unordinary and really quite deranged, that the joy I experience" She explains, calming down as she turns the truthfully unforgivable paintings to a fine powder between her finger tips

"Among other things" You tease, and receive a splash of cold tea across your face for doing things "Forgive me, forgive me, I cannot resist making barbs against my closest friends when the chance arises"

"Do not think you are free from my wrath, giant, but I shall ignore this slight for now" She snarls, before adopting a mask of civility yet again "As I was saying, the joy and relief I experience when exposed to the fire of artillery and its thunderous crashing drum beat, the music of war, Is wrong. I know it is. However, you must be aware that power is more intoxicating than any narcotic or libation and the thrill of destruction is more enticing than any other high. After all, you are not only close friends with my mentor, sir Shan, but have also befriended a score of Vishnu....and Lai Song"

You nod. She leans over the table, a jackalish grin over her lips. Stray locks of hair fall over her eyes
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>>4821504

"And you gave a woman who had nothing approaching power command over weapons with power to rival the heavens themselves. Like a beaten dog learning to bite, or a farmer turning to liquor to ease his fatigue, you gave me an irresistible lure to battle against. Yes, I know, it is unseemly to grin and make merry when thousands of men are reduced to little more than stains on rubble' Dandan explains darkly, a chill in her voice

"But I do not celebrate their death, or derive pleasure from it. If Shan was present in more battles, it would be he you'd be scolding. Not I"

You raise an eyebrow, but listen on.

"We both enjoy artillery, explosions and devastation. I...more deeply than Shan, and more indecently" She says as her cheeks slowly flush red with embarrassment "As you so LOUDLY! stated! However, I do not derive pleasure or even happiness from death. I just like to FEEL the rumble of the steel dragon's roar, to shudder with the music of a well place shelling or row of gatling guns pinging as they over heat and are cooled swiftly with water. The weapon, is what I adore. The result, to my eyes is beautiful. I do not care if my target is a regiment of soldiers, or an empty field. I just like to hear the music of these tools of destruction and witness the result, I believe once you mentioned I was not allowed to expend ammunition in test fires due to the scarcity of it and the importance of artillery in battles"

You tilt your head, confused.

"And as you well know, one of the few joys I still hold in this life, is given solely by hearing the roar of these weapons. And I was only allowed to fire them in the midst of battle" Dandan says as her smile cracks "You took my father from me, for crimes I cannot deny and scattered my family for their own safety. And my expertise was needed for the war effort, so I could not tinker or experiment or build to distract myself from my grief. All I had for entertainment, was my metal children and their song, to distract me from my sorrow. Power, is addicting, and I was given more power than anyone besides yourself, of course I'd become a little...too attached to my artillery and uh.."

"Maintain them while half dressed, become drunk upon their fire, and act generally unbecoming of an officer of rank on the field of battle?" You question, as Dandan, exhausted from her rant, slouches in her seat and nods, with an ashamed look upon her face.

"So, are you going to tell me who drew those disgusting paintings?" Dandan asks tiredly, hope springing in her tone "Could use a live target now that the war is done"

"By the courts no!" You say, shocked as she laughs

"Joking, joking" She says, flashing a toothy grin.

She is, thankfully
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>>4821507

What do you do, regarding Dandan's rather disgusting attraction towards destruction, Lieren?
>Apologize for the hardship you've caused her and her family, and reinstate their nobility in recognition for her deeds in the war,
>Smack her gently with a copy of the Journey, and tell her she can have her cannons back when she's done reading and reflecting upon it, but plainly state she won't step near a battlefield again lest she can prove she has control over her emotions
>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
>Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace
>Write in

Sorry again for the late update, was away from my computer all day.

>>4821482
Mittens the red, calling death upon the field of battle
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>>4821504
Also not sure why it says Doing things, instead of Doing so, there. I am pretty certain it was the latter when I hit post.

Mysterious
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>>4821453
Which is a tragedy
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>>4821508
Would she find fireworks appealing?
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>>4821522
Yes. So would shan, though he's more excited by the chemistry and knowledge behind it. Dandan just likes the Big Boom.

Shan makes good gunpowder because he knows how the chemicals interact. Dandan does because she has incredible hand eye coordination and nimble fingers, which is also why she is also good at keeping fire arms maintained.
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>>4821508
>Write in
Oh boy, a touch mind puzzle to crack. I'm not the anon for this, but I might as well throw in my two cents.
Now that the war is over, and there's little chance for heavy weapons fire to distract her, she needs to find some closure in the death of her father. I think an apology is in order for all the hardship Lieren caused her and her family, and introduce her to a psychiatrist that he's personally trained. I think the psychiatrist can wait until the celestial incarnation palace has been demolished as one last hit of brain juice endorphins before she begins her road to recovery. Between her tinkering with weapons and sessions with her doctor, she can do as >>4821522 suggested as an additional "safe" activity to keep her relatively satisfied?
I dunno about giving her the book about the Journey. Despite Lieren mentioning that its optional to read, there's no doubt almost everyone has read his book. I guess give her a copy just in case? Burn it for fuel, use it as a coaster, paper weight, hope it help.

Pretty much a bit of everything suggested. I'm sure if Lieren spend the day or a week talking with Dandan she'd have more healthy than a space marine horse.
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>>4821453
He made some cool stuff. rip

>>4821508
>Apologize for the hardship you've caused her and her family, and reinstate their nobility in recognition for her deeds in the war,
>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
>Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace
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>>4821508
>Apologise and reinstate
I don't think anyone would oppose this, we got rid of all the bad roots.

>Psychiatrist
>Title of demolition and renovation
>Suggest tinkering with fireworks.
She's a bit unseemly, but I'll be honest if what she said is true then she's not really got anything to worry about. The thing she just needs to remember is that when using them on people to temper that high with rememberance of their deaths.
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>>4821508
>Write in
"Oh Dandan-"
>Using our oversized hand pat her head and ruffle her hair a little then pull pack slowly and poke her forehead not that hard
"-I am glad you understood the power given to you and your own mind, I would ask you try to direct it in a less...'Carnal' manner how about we direct your efforts to something I think you'll like [Fireworks]."


>Tell her she can leave so we can pull this next prank
"By they way the artist was me!"
>Wait for the scandalous moment then following up
"Joking, joking"
>We get the last laugh!
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>>4821508
>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
>Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace
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>>4821522
>>4821575
Supporting the hell out of introducing her to fireworks.
She gets to tinker, it'll scratch her itch for Booms *and* gives the people an avenue for livening up festivals and other celebrations! as far as I can see it, it's a win-win all around
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>>4821508
+ to this:
>>4821575
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>>4821566
This, but add in
>>4821575
Introduction of fireworks. She would like that, and it would probably give her a good creative outlet.
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>>4821816
I mentioned tinkering with fireworks.
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>>4821508
>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
>If she loves the thundrous noise so much, than encourage her to start making music.
>Give her a copy of the journey, don't force her to read it, merely remind her.
>Reinstate their nobility in recognition for her deeds in the war, and allow her to once again gather her family together with new promises of protection.
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>>4821560
>>4821575
+1
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>>4821508
>>Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace
>>4821522
also supporting the fireworks, she needs away from battlefields
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>>4821508
>>Apologize for the hardship you've caused her and her family, and reinstate their nobility in recognition for her deeds in the war,
>>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
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>>4821508
>>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
>Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace
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>>4821508

>Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace

>Backing the fireworks,and >>4821575
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>>4821508
>Smack her gently with a copy of the Journey, and tell her she can have her cannons back when she's done reading and reflecting upon it, but plainly state she won't step near a battlefield again lest she can prove she has control over her emotions
>Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies.
Kek, fucking Jiang
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>>4821508
>>4821522
Supporting.
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Whatever happens I do hope that we do train some psychiatrists because our people are going to need them, we just got done with a revolution, now we need them to heal before we get them to help spread PROSPERITY all over the world.

A world that we will NOT rule because being a ruler is for suckers and when big E gets here we will point and laugh at him for falling for the emperor meme
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>>4824223
agreed.
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>>4824223
The Imperium as a whole would benefit from readily available psychiatric help.
A galaxy at war is sure to leave no shortage of soldiers in distress, whether they want to acknowledge that or not.
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>>4824334
An Imperium with talented, well-trained psychiatrists is an Imperium without the Heresy.
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>>4824223
I mean, the difference between a world ruled by Lieren and a world where Lieren has produced prosperity is that in the second, he wanders around and occasionally is asked for advice.
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>>4824342
Not really. The reason the Heresy happened was the Rangdan Xenocide. That shit mind broke space marines.
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>>4824396
And shrinks wouldn't be able to at least help them with their traumas?
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>>4824396
The Heresy didn't happen because of marine PTSD, it happened because of Chaos and Primarch mental issues. Even if it did, >>4824412 makes a good point.
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>>4824396
False. The Heresy happened because Chaos plotted and schemed, which led both to half the primarchs going insane in some way or another and then seeing Chaos as their only hope o salvation due to the circumstances.
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>>4824445
It also doesn't help that, according to what I've seen, the Emperor was more concerned about his sons being capable generals rather than functional human beings.
I can understand why his priorities were skewed like that, but I still don't approve of them.
I assume this is given some kind of nuance in the fluff, but it doesn't paint the Emperor in a good light at first glance.
It's not hard to make the assumption that the Emperor was unconcerned with the woes of his sons, even to the point of being callous.
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>>4824472
>I assume this is given some kind of nuance in the fluff, but it doesn't paint the Emperor in a good light at first glance.
Depends on the fluff. Of late, Emps is portrayed as a bit like his custodes; brilliant, but unable to empathize with humans and rather removed from human emotions. From our one vision of him though, it looks like Malal is favoring older lore, which I'm a big fan of.
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>>4824479
Yeah after being alive and in constant contact with humanity for over 40,000 years, he damn well better be able to empathize with people.
Why the hell else would he even go through the trouble of reuniting Humanity if he didn't feel some kind of attachment to mankind?
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>>4824517
He loves humanity as a whole, but after living damn near as long as all of human civilization, it's not surprising that he has a great deal of trouble relating to anyone.

Also, I've sort of held it as headcanon that something happened in the Age of Strife that legit broke Emps. The reason why he's so cold and unrelenting is that he's trying to at once have humanity's ascension into a fully psychic species on par with himself be one that leaves them free of Chaos' grip, while at the same time also speedrun the process because he on some level WANTS to die, but can't consciously 'abandon' humanity until he's certain that they'll pull through.

He got a bit better after finding some of the Primarchs, bringing them to Terra, being a father figure and mentor to beings who wouldn't die off in an eyeblink. But then the Rangdan Xenocides happen, the Void Dragon has to be temporarily let loose, and two of his sons have to get scrubbed out of existence and all record, memories included. He becomes noticeably colder towards his sons after that point in the timeline, with the later Primarchs found just getting tossed to their Legion and told to go conquering.
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>>4824445
>>4824433
Chaos would have had little chance of success of stopping the Emperor’s plan if it wasn’t for two things that happened because of the Rangdan Xenocide: the Second was killed by the Emperor (proving he was willing to kill his sons if necessary) and it almost caused the Great Crusade to stall (because it almost broke the Imperium) leading the Emperor to pay Lorgar a visit on Monarchia.
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>>4824556
Oh yeah, the Rangdan will be... a whole thing to deal with.

Here's a tidbit: The Dark Angels used to have THREE Gloriana-class Battleships. After the Xenocides, they had ONE, and it was the one that hadn't fought in that campaign.

There's a reason the Eldar listed them among the likes of the Krorks in threats their old empire had to face.
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>>4825135
Sounds retarded. Why the fuck were they given 3?
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>>4825158
They're the First. They got all kinds of neat shit that the other legions didn't. Some legions got two though. Legions XVI, XVII, and XX all got to double up.
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>>4825158
Because they are such fuckups that they keep failing even after getting special privileges.
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in a few decades/centuries how likely would this style of art be used on our home world?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYu4tzLhviQ
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Speaking of Gloriana-class ships; since quite a few of them were extensively modified by the Primarchs who used them as flagships, what should we do with our own?

Personally, I sort of want to load the thing up with lances, launch bays and multiple Nova Cannons in terms of armaments. Use it as an actual flagship, like most Emperor-class battleships are primarily carriers, while giving it some horrific levels of long range firepower.
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>>4825387
We could introduce that style if we wanted to, just need the gear to do it.
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>>4825135
it's going to be fun for eleventh primarch quest. Also read the alpharius novel: apparently the Rangda are motherfucking killing machines that even Alpharius and Omegon worried about and wouldn't just fuck with. They get stronger when they consume the dead. Or raise them.
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>>4825387
Seems extremely European for a pseudo-Chinese planet anon, I'm just saying.
Not to mention that type of illustration technique isn't too disimilar to Gongbi and Xieyi style painting.
Both are types of painting I assume Shangrala, or possibly just Yan, have since the place is more Chinese than air pollution.
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>>4825387
>>4825491
Wood Cut prints may actually be somewhat popular, as it was popular in Europe and Asia.

I only know this from the fact I kinda dabble in it, and family is into it.
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>>4825422
Speed is a high priority in my mind. Useful for pretty much any tactic an admiral can think of, which lends itself to our status as a consumate all-arounder.
>>4825491
>pseudo-Chinese planet anon
Yan, not Shangrala, is pseudo-chinese. Shangrala doesn't neatly fit a category yet, we haven't seen the (presumably) Sunni and Basque-inspired nations yet. Real excited for the latter, I've always found them interesting.
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>>4825485
The Ragdan are W40k xeno vampire counts, mixed with Chuthulu and controlled/allied/another form of the Slaught. They remind me of Mortarion's father, maybe he was a Ragdan (his description and customs never triggered the Nurglite alarm to me), remember that him and the other abominations had literal undead (like Dark eldar battle haemunculus but worst) and undead abominations (kinda like a more fucked up Talos engine or pain engines) serving them, and were powerful enough to give a not so young Primarch A LOT of trouble in a 1vs1 fight (If we take Lieren as an example, that's a Greater daemon lvl for the nobles and a named, exalted Greater Daemon lvl for Morty's dad). Mortarion's father was hardy enough to remain unharmed when exposed to something that practically dissolved Morty in seconds, and ended up permanently crippling a Primarch hyperspecialized into toughness, regen, survival and bearing Nurgle's favour as Angron had Korne's. That level of toxicity, physical and spiritual corrosiveness and overall necromantic bad juju reminds me of Warhammer Fantasy's Dhar, which is used to power necromancy and is said to corrode everything but undead on a physical and spiritual lvl, and even them to some extent (Mortarion associating psikers to necromancy and Dhar would explain his tremendous hatred for them better than just Hur dur nurgle cultist that is not described as a bloated, diseaed xeno but as a very clear reference to the vampire counts). When you see Emps arrive to a world and see an enemy, he normally let's his army handle it. When Angron was getting attacked by an army with archeotech and was about to die, he used a teleporter. When Mortarion's dad got out of his bastion to kill the Primarch, instead of teleporting him into an apothecarium, emps teleported asap and hit the guy with his soulkilling flaming sword, which he only used against The Beast, Horus and other totallyNOPE enemies of the Imperium.
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>>4825648
While that is actually a pretty interesting theory, the Enter key is your friend anon.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait, was up to my gills in stress since my father was undergoing a surgery that involved having his heart removed from his chest briefly.

Thankfully he survived, and I'm back.

Apologize for the hardship you've caused her and her family, and reinstate their nobility in recognition for her deeds in the war:7

Introduce her to a psychiatrist you've trained, so she can more healthily deal with her grief. And give her duties that will allow her to focus on her less destructive hobbies: 10

Introduce Dandan to fireworks:11

encourage her to start making music:1

Smack her gently with a copy of the Journey, and tell her she can have her cannons back when she's done reading and reflecting upon it, but plainly state she won't step near a battlefield again lest she can prove she has control over her emotions: 3

Give her the title of head of demolitions and renovation, so her "Delight" may be turned towards a more productive end. Also, ask for her report of the destruction of the Celestial incarnation palace: 6

Get the last laugh: 6
Total votes: 16/ 17 as I am counting >>4821522
this as a vote, but I'm a bit iffy on if should count so, I'll include the apologize and reinstating the Tao's nobility option to be fair as it would be just one vote off from getting into the vote if the total is 17

So Lieren shall introduce Dandan to a psychiatrist and fireworks, as means of helping her find more healthy alternatives to dealing with her grief than blowing things/ people to kingdom come

And give the Tao back their titles and lands, as their family tree has been pruned of rotten roots and bad branches.

Writing now

>>4822264
He eats rats and wants ass, and he's all out of rat, and that's why Liang is always tired of his shit.
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>>4825801
Will we also talk to our Vishni leaders about their blood habits? Its unhealthy. Skulls big no no.
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>>4825811
Hey at least Aruna seems to have a grip on it.

>Skulls big no no.
>Lieren: "Emperor, why is so much of what your Imperium builds golden and decorated with skulls? It's abhorrent, it's unnecessary"
>Big E: "...you are dead to me."
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You return her smile and grab another sweet from the table, pressing your nail between the glutenous rice cake and the sugared flower pressed into its surface.

"I must say, I am amazed at the depth of understanding you show concerning matters of your heart and psyche, it is a rare genius indeed to not only able but willing to look within yourself and see the flaws in your character and lifestyle" You say sweetly, before bowing your head when you catch a momentary glimpse of lady Dandan's still vividly red cheeks "And I would like to offer a most solemn apology for bringing such...crude art work to your attention, but they were a key aid in showing how deep your obsession with artillery had gone"

"And a sign that there's some lecher I will have to hunt down on my own, since you refuse to reveal their identity to me" Dandan snorts, never once abandoning the refined grace of her upbringing or losing her composure despite the sheer passion with which she lent to her speech mere moments ago "Besides, I have seen far more vulgar depictions of the human form, especially of your own body, traded among the more youthful members of the court here so I have become somewhat immunized to such embarrassment"

You lower your gaze and harden it, being careful not to look in Dandan's direction as your disgust is made clear by your insulted expression.

"I ponder if the partakers of such filth are aware of the discrepancies between myself and the average man, or if they are simply to enamored and willful to even think of the dangers presented by a partner several times their size, like our friends among the Vishnu" You mutter ruefully, dully showing your rejection of such base distractions such as pornographic artwork.

"Well, from the few interactions I've had with the specific Vishnu you speak of, I'd say its more they have no innate fear of death. Perhaps why a number of them have so easily been converted to your journey, it resonates with their own culture" Dandan muses, daintily pouring herself a fresh cup of tea, leaving smears of grime and soot upon the pots handle and lid in doing so "Besides, I'm allowed to speak of such bawdy and indecent manners, since I am no longer a member of the noble class and thus have no reason to adhere to the restrictions placed upon young women of my former standing"

"That was the case this morning, no longer now. The garden of the Tao family has been properly pruned and protected against the vileness of tyranny and wiles of unvirtuous lifestyles, there is no reason for the decree of the last patriarch of the Gao to remain in effect' You say, smirking as Dandan's eyes narrowing distrustfully as she ponders if you have chosen to return her family's station purely out of a whimsical desire to see her embarrassed further.

Waving a hand dismissively, you relax in your seat and laugh at your somewhat disturbed friend's confusion.
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>>4825893

"Oh, it wasn't because of what you have said, my treasured friend, but rather this reward is given in recognition of your deeds during the war" You say, raising your oversize tea cup as if in toast to the now completely flabbergasted daughter of the late Tao Song "Even if they were somewhat marred by your more unseemly and illicit actions partaken alongside the valor and commendable work ethic that you demonstrated during the length of the war. As I've stated before, I wish only for the capable and trustworthy to rule, those who are wise, driven by virtue or merely benevolent by nature. The talented and the knowledgeable"

"You intend to make me the head of my family" Dandan asks, sounding like she has just been told she will be made to wed a man she has never met privately or even seen "for the same reasons you had just scolded me for?"

"If you so desire the position. You're a rare genius and I know you to be no tyrant by nature, nor a desirer of cruel delights or practitioner of unforgiveable wickedness. It is a portion of my official apology to the Tao family and the suffering I have brought onto its members. Your father may have been a villain, but to the end of his life he was a good father and I cannot help but to respect that aspect of him" You say warmly, sharing a kind smile with Dandan, before gently pushing the dessert bearing plate in her direction "As I have, for many of my enemies. Even the vile Cui Fu"

Dandan stares at nothing, her eyes dazed and clouded with the turmoil of conflicting thought and emotion.

"But my brothers would be better candidates, all I have is knowledge of killing and destruction. A half mad woman obsessed with the power of Steel dragons and Gatling guns" Dandan says solemnly, in a gentle voice uncharacteristic of herself "I am not worthy of such prestige or standing, Just knowing my family is cared for is enough for me. I don't even follow your Journey, Lieren!"

The conversation in the nearby room goes silent, and you can faintly hear Kanzeon's mechanical laughter buzzing through the radio the other three scholars are sat around.

Smiling still, you correct your posture and allow your friendly smirk to turn into a merry grin.

"And what should that matter? I have no desire to force my worldview upon the ruling classes or the common masses, its their choice if they will follow the road of life I walk, no my own" You chuckle, glancing back to confirm that the scholars are indeed now watching your conversation with Dandan, and as you suspected they are. Rather intently in fact.

"Still, still" Dandan says, waving her hands animatedly to get her point across "is it truly wise to allow one as deranged and unwell as myself such a powerful seat"

You raise an eyebrow, and press your hands together as if in prayer.
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>>4825894

"You're overexaggerating your failings, it is true you have taken somewhat disturbing methods of coping with the tragedies that have befallen your house, alongside other rather unhealthy methods of dealing with the grief that has befallen your heart" You explain simply, and genially, doing your best to raise Dandan's confidence in herself and her qualifications to rule "But you are not insane, I have seen true madness. What you are, is nothing more than a little disturbed. I wouldn't even call your fascination with the innerworkings of firearms and blackpowder to be disturbing or a sign of lunacy, the attraction to weapons and desire to use them as an orchestra, is however rather unsettling"

"Again, I don't think I could be trusted to rule any parcel of land, let alone a region, with my grieving heart and the derangements that I know I am host to, which you seem to be viewing as more minor than they truly are" Dandan rambles, waving her hand through the air and adjusting the loose strands of hair that have fallen loose from her brow

"You know well you pose no danger to anyone, as you yourself stated, you'd be content in merely blasting stone and dirt to oblivion. The only derangement that truly exists within you is the attraction towards machines of destruction, which I believe can be easily remedied through other expressions of your passion for the art, after all you don't truly lust for the weapons under their care, your mind has merely rewired itself to derive pleasure and happiness from their care and use" You explain softly, patting your hand on the table, as you retrieve a small scroll from your satchel alongside a small package.

"I still think you're making a mistake in allowing a woman as unbalanced as myself rule" Dandan says serenely, regaining her composure as she brush her black hair from her eyes, strands of grey and white lightened by stress hanging upon her fingers as she pauses "I'd be content continuing my work as before, its brings me more joy and fulfillment than any position or title could, Lieren"

You nod

"If you still refuse the offer, after a grace period of lets say...two seasons, you may bequeath it instead to any member of your family" You say happily, moving to rise from your seat "But, as I said, the title is but one part of my gift to you. Present this scroll to the local chapter of the nameless organization that brings relief to this war battered kingdom, and they will introduce you to a...healer of the mind I have personally trained. Her name is Huian, and she is rather skill in the treatment of wounded hearts and minds"

Dandan's expression sours.

"I've never trusted alchemists" She mutters, the sheer hypocrisy of the statement nearly throwing you into a fit of laughter, considering her close friendship and admiration of Shan, who is perhaps the most archetypical alchemist that can be found upon Shangrala.
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>>4825897

But you maintain your composure and gentle expression, as you reach forward and offer Dandan her third gift.

"And, if you refuse to seek the help I have offered, then this will at least provide another outlet for your fascination and learning for destruction" You explain, handing her a firework you have made, carefully wrapped in waxed parchment to keep it from accidentally igniting upon the road "Combined with responsibilities that shall allow you more chance to indulge in your less destructive interests, I'm sure you'll find some peace within yourself. This aid may not heal your heart, or end your grieving, but it will show you a healthier road towards recovery. And one that does not encourage the fabrication and spread of wild rumors concerning your...proclivities and hidden desires"

Dandan takes the firework and unwraps it.

"I doubt there'll be any success, but you have done so much for me and my kin, it'd be a grievous insult to refuse these gifts' Dandan says solemnly as she inspects the small black brick you have given her "...what is this? Peat from the Xue marshes?"

"Its a firework, one I made with a bit of guidance from my distant friend Kanzeon. Light the fuse like you would a candle, step back, and enjoy" You say, rising from your seat at last, to rejoin the other scholars.

Dandan grumbles, snorting like an irritated hog as she gloomily sets the firework onto a garden path, clearly thinking you have gone somewhat mad to think she'll be content with burning bricks and disbelieving your wisdom in giving such a bizarre gift from her.

And then, the firework lets out its shrill cry, Cao Yunru nearly jumping from his skin as Shan rushes to inspect the fountain of sparks and popping lights erupting from it, while Shirong stares silent in awe.

Dandan stands motionless, a nearly drunken smile spreading across her face as you can see relaxation settle on her shoulders as she visibly shudders with pleasure and joy at the theater of sound and light continues a mere foot away from her eyes. She stays still, for awhile, staring into the clouds of light before her eyes, dazzled as their brilliance fights against the fog. Her body jolts with every new sound, like a musician hearing the voice of a new instrument for the first time.

It was almost as if she had been enchanted by some sorcery in the fire, but the truth was, you had simply given her what her heart desires, in a harmless form.

But your cheerful mood was tarnished, somewhat, as you saw a black faced and rather terrified messenger standing at attention in the corner of the smoking room you had taken for this meeting of intellects.

You bow your head and approach the shocked silent man. And gently ask for the reports of the royal administrators' accomplishments and success in their duties they have achieved in the season you have been away
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>>4825903

What do you focus your personal attention on, Lieren?
>Appeasing the Kang, and finding compromise between their wild demands and what compensation can actually be given to them
>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
>Solving the succession crisis within the Huang and Luo families, choosing who among them shall be given leadership over the waring branches.
>The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon
>Write in?
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>>4825904
>"Besides, I have seen far more vulgar depictions of the human form, especially of your own body, traded among the more youthful members of the court here so I have become somewhat immunized to such embarrassment"
Between men and women alike I bet

>>4825904
>Write in?
I MISS THE TIGER KIDS! BIG DAD/UNCLE LIEREN IS HERE!
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>>4825904
Did we find time to mourn and bury our guy Chen with the boys, or are we still holding on that? Everyone knows all the stuf we do is super important, but I know our Brothers of the Panthers are super fucking sad inside.
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>>4825904
>Appeasing the Kang, and finding compromise between their wild demands and what compensation can actually be given to them
>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
Are they still mad about all that? They're lucky their house didn't get dissolved like so many other loyalists.
Also we gotta make sure our borders are actually secure, preferably now rather than later.
Every day we come closer and closer to an inevitable conflict with the Vishnu kings.
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>>4825932
Small Chen was a member of your personal guard, but considering how often The brothers and the guards intermingled and worked together, that isn't much of a distinction now, besides the brothers being more skilled at stealth/scouting/ tracking than the guardsmen generally. (Besides Bai, who surpasses many of the brothers themselves as a hunter)

Fat Chen is still alive, and skinny as ever btw.
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>>4825941
but we gonna pour a 40 for our boy some time soon?
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>>4825904
>>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
Important shit right here. If the raiders are allowed to hop on over as they please, the "civilized" Vishnu rulers will start to think that they can do the same with armies.

We might not have the time to fully reinforce the border, but if we can make it SEEM that we have done so the Vishnu kings will think twice. Which will buy us more time to prep.

I'm torn between appeasing the Kang and solving the succession crisis for the Huang and Luo.
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>>4825904
>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
>Solving the succession crisis within the Huang and Luo families, choosing who among them shall be given leadership over the waring branches.
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>>4825904
>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
>Solving the succession crisis within the Huang and Luo families, choosing who among them shall be given leadership over the waring branches.
>The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon
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>>4825904
>Protecting te Xue
>Appeaing the Kang.

We do need to find the families of Yan and Yin but that can wait until the raiders are dealt with and the young Cub is returned to his pride.
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>>4825904
>Solving the succession crisis within the Huang and Luo families, choosing who among them shall be given leadership over the waring branches.
>The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon
If we move against the Vishnu now, we will just be dragged into another war before we get to stabilize the kingdom.
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>>4825934
I'm beginning to think that the Kang aren't actually honourable, just autistic.
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>>4825904
>>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
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>>4825904
>>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
>The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon
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>>4825904
>>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
>>Solving the succession crisis within the Huang and Luo families, choosing who among them shall be given leadership over the waring branches.
>>The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon
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>>4825904
>Appeasing the Kang, and finding compromise between their wild demands and what compensation can actually be given to them
>Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands
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>>4825904
>>The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon
Hope your dad is doing alright, boss. You both will be in my thoughts.
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Hey guys, to spark some discussion before the next session: what should Lieren do for his next proyect?

We could focus on making our free educational system trutly Primarch level, so humans can make their own great discoveries. Also to solve any possible or at least mayor doubt about the Journey (that way we solve the fanaticism and misunderstanding problem while it's still young).
We could also improve our healthcare system to a point were we can cure anything but death (regrow/clone tissue and organs, cures for nonwarp illnesses and ways to deal with warp ones, widespread knowledge about higiene, good sleep, good eating habits, exercise routines to stay healthy, etc).
We could also focus on developing our industry, getting resources and means to dig and repair Kanzeon, and to build vehicles (with vehicles we improve travel, trade, make our army invincible with medieval means, etc).
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>>4827402
*make our army invincible to medieval means and forces
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>>4827402
>to build vehicles (with vehicles we improve travel, trade, make our army invincible with medieval means, etc).
I think you mean METAL BOXES!
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>>4827402
>Education
Education reform would be better to implement during a more sure and stable time of peace. With the Vishnu raids, banditry, and loyalist holdouts, those should take immediate precidence. Consolidating our rule is important to ensure that the more intact noble houses (that didn't fight for us) don't raise a host later. Additionaly, doubt about the Journey is fine. We don't care, or shouldn't if we want to live in line the the teachings we've developed. Dandan just mentioned how she didn't follow the Journey, which isn't a problem since proselytizing is the last thing we want to do. Misunderstanding and misconstruing the Journey, to a degree, is also fine. Different interpretation of its tenents is encouraged. Good ideas can be incorporated and bad ones can be corrected, by us or by the contemporaries of the conciever.
>Medicine
This is a big one and the thing I think we should focus on. We've just fought a war, there is no shortage of the wounded, maimed, and disfigured. Improving healthcare, even to modern standards (let alone 40k ones) would be very important to Lieren. Such developments could help heal Luli, could have stopped Small Chen from dying, and will save countless lives in the wars to come. Encouraging sleep and exercise isn't really important now though, we don't have a pseudo-Japansese culture of overwork nor is technology at a place where the average lifestyle is sedintary. But cures for illness, more advanced surgical techniques, awareness of bacteria and the importance of cleanliness, and the beginning stages of prostetics is all well within our grasp and should be pursued.
>Industry
The biggest challenge of the three. We broached the idea with Kanzeon of digging her out or repairing her, but decided (as I remember it) to focus on rebuilding Yan first. Now, reconstruction is a good time to introduce more advanced techniques and technologies, but we want to do so in line with our philosophy, which is hard. Not clear-cutting forests, filling lakes and rivers with filth and garbage, and choking out the sky with industrial haze are things that no developed nation has found away to avoid during their industrial revolution IRL. But we're a Primarch and need to do so sooner than later, so might as well try.
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>>4827402
So far the best option would be to go for industries so we could mass produce the delicate and specialist tools that we need for the really advanced shit, otherwise we will hit a brick wall on how good our technlogical advacements can be.
Also invest at the same time on education so we have skilled labor for said factories. The quicker we can skipped over the industrial revolution to something that's not complete trash, the better.
>>4827425
Education is important exactly because we just left a big war, there's going to be a bunch of people that have become invalid and orphans. Got to invest in the future.
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>>4827425
I agree. As a suggestion for industry, we could move the most damaging industry into space (mine asteroid belts, have chemicals contained properly, etc), and keep in-planet damaging industry very regulated. We also get a full record and documentation of the biosphere of every world we find (pretty much standard for the cannon mechanicus/Imperium, a menial task with the biologis help, a few decades and good enough scanners, also gives us an excuse to get a fuckton of biologis under our influence, and this guys research cloning, gene upgrades and medicine, fields we are interested in). We also develop ways to "terraform" worlds in a decent timespan. What I mean with this is that we can get a way to clone the entire biosphere, then have more room to cut down a forest, build a decently sized hive city with all our ecofriendly-tech and procedures, then after our industry is settled and adapted, we can pollute the world (as little as possible, only if necessary for the war effort), and after the Great Crusade is over, we can clean and terraform the worlds and clone the living beings. If we want to avoid the Lorgar problem, we need to take measures so we contribute enough to the Crusade.

On a side note, if we manage to preserve and protect the life ofthousands of worlds, Isha is going to rip herself out of the warp and straight up fuck Lieren right then and there. He'll get MILF for centuries.
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My opinion is the best way to deal with waste is to convert it into a useful resource.
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we can also make something medical/technology to scan the genes/bodies for both psykers/potential new SM and to keep any mutations on the downlow (while in the womb)

the future would be bright(ish) for this world.
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>>4827453
>Got to invest in the future.
Any one of the options proposed is investing in the future. As medicine and industry are improved, education improves by necessity.
>>4827478
Those ideas, while things we should shoot for, are wildly ambitious considering we haven't industrialized yet. Getting to space, even with one mostly-intact DAoT spaceship (and several presumably hidden elsewhere), requires us to excavate a mountain and funnel a fuckton of resources to said ship. Both will require us to industrialize, at least to a degree. We don't need meatpacking plants, but we will need refineries and smelteries, forestry technology, industrial-scale mining, and the like. Baby steps, once we get Shipfu dug out (and dug out), we can practice cloning biospheres on other planets in Shangrala's star system, should they prove themselves dead.
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>>4827573
I'm not suggesting to reserch that stuff in short term, or even in the mid term. That's why I said "Great Crusade" when talking about the terraforming and genevault. Right now we should first improve industry, then medicine and then education. Industry takes care of the vishnu and Kang problem (we get massproduced military equipment and vehicles, our enemies will get a bombarded into ablivion via steel dragons, followed by land vehicles, heavy infantry with machineguns/flamers, and tons of regular infantry with assault rifles killing any sirvivors before they can regroup. Or if we want to talk to the Kang, we just destroy the Vishnu and then wave our big diplomacy in fromt of their camps.
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>>4827402
I would like for us to finish off internal problems, and then start a period of multiple reforms in 5 years. We can even destroy the Vishnu raiders, but it s important we have a few years where we finish the rebuilding and then build up too


Then we will be ready to take all of Shangrila, and more importantly hold it and unify it. We can conquer it even now, but it doesn t matter if we can t properly hold it/unify it.
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>>4828260
I agree, 2 years to stabilize this country and get an emperor (not us,never us) in power to take care of our country while we go out and bring PROSPERITY to the other countries would be great.


Also, is anyone else up for speeding up the timeline with some timeskip votes?

I just mean that since we already toppled an empire once there's not much need to micromanage how we do it the next time and should instead focus on the shaping of the world rather than the war's themselves.

With the invention of guns we're the most powerful people in the world, it's not going to be that hard to just steamroll everyone else around
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>>4828557
Can we just steamroll people? It is rather notable that all of the great powers in our history just so happened to all have vast seafaring navies. That's because having the biggest fleet around is an enormous boost to one's force projection capability, more so than anything other than a modern air force.

For that matter, how much of Shangrala is ocean? Are there even any oceans, or is the planet just covered in Great Lakes equivalents connected by rivers, or not even that much?

In any case but the third, we'll need a navy of some description before we can go conquering the world.
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>>4828557
I dunno man, part of this quest's charm is that we're seeing the *entire* journey of Lieren, not just the 'good bits.'
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>>4828958
Well we have already done a few timeskips, they were just mostly covered with interludes on other shit.
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>>4828712
Air ship fleet?
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>>4829013
Now there's an idea...
Paratrooper time
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>>4829013
>>4829513
Pic related is probably how the rest of Shangrala's kingdoms view Lieren

Jokes aside, while aircraft would be a fantastic addition to our military power, there's ooonee teensy tiny problem about them.
Namely how the fuck are they going to be viable with all the fog that's basically everywhere on the planet?

Sonar radars would help but even those only get you so far.
Then there's the question of what kind of aircraft we could produce. Making them ain't cheap or easy.
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>>4830363
and of course I forgot to include the pic I was talking about
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait. Lots of shit going on IRL

Go teach your students, be they tiger folk or not: 1

Appeasing the Kang, and finding compromise between their wild demands and what compensation can actually be given to them: 3

Protecting the Xue and their people from the predations of Vishnu raiders and remnants of the Yan and Yin armies that have turned to banditry in their lands: 8

Solving the succession crisis within the Huang and Luo families, choosing who among them shall be given leadership over the waring branches.:4

The matter concerning the missing members of the Yan and Yin families. Speak with Yan Zihao, after you have set in motion the careful advance of industry alongside the four geniuses you've gathered today, and Kanzeon: 5

Total votes: 12

So, Lieren will prepare to solve the Xue border crisis, but first pay a visit to the still captive Yan Zihao and seek answers to the mystery concerning the seemingly vanished members of the Yan and N-Yin households.

After setting in motion the careful advance of industry with the gathered intellects and Kanzeon.

Writing now

Sorry for the slow pace as of late.

>>4827205
Thanks. Means a lot to me. And yeah, he's doing good, seems to be recovering quickly. But only one person can actually go and visit him. Not at a time, at all.
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So Malal, how much of Shangrala's surface is water?
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>>4830498
Does mist count? And to answer your question, there are seas, but they're fresh water so basically giant lakes like you guessed . You can thank the water generation stone and other things for that.

However the former Yan Kingdom does not border any sea (Though it does have a few pretty big Lakes that are sometimes called seas, one particularly Huge one within the BDF, and another on the border between the Gao and Luo and Xue regions) , the Vishnu and Basque do. The Shuni do not.

I really do need to draw a basic map of Shangrala, but I can never find the time to.
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>>4830508
Though, there is salt water on shangrala, present in flooded quarries or salt flats
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>>4830514
>>4830508
Oh, sorry. Misread your question. Most of Shangrala's surface is land, compared to say earth/ Terra. The largest bodies of water are those lake seas I mentioned, and while expansive, are dwarfed by the mostly connected super continent
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>>4830556
Airship armadas it is.
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>>4830560
A riverine/brown-water navy will still be useful, even if only for the purpose of anti-piracy patrols.
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>>4830560
Fog ,airplane and cars are worthless, it's Choo Choo time
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>>4830615
>airplanes
Airships aren’t planes. Hell we could probably handle them like submarines.
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>>4830623
In that case I suggest blimps, or the more metal version ZEPPELINZ!
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It would appear that complications have arisen concerning the restoration efforts set in motion during your last visit to the capital. While the relief efforts of the "Merciful bands" and "Traveling sages" of the organization traveling across the kingdom beneath the protection of elements of the former liberation army, have seen nothing but success and acceptance from amongst the starved peasantry and common folk of the regions once withered by famine and consumed by poverty, the efforts to appease and reintegrate the provinces that had stayed loyal to the prior ruling dynasty have been fraught with numerous difficulties of wild variety.

The Kang, as expected, prideful as ever have been the most troublesome for the council of administrators to even deal with, let alone begin the process of calming their lingering grudges and hatred via appeasement and generosity. While they are in no way deserving of pruning or outright purging as many of the noble lineages of the land had proven to be, their wounded egos and insulted honor had nearly driven them to continuing the war out of sheer spite. However, judging from the letter sent back by Lady Daiyu who had taken on the task of soothing the lion's rage alongside the Yin Heir Yin Delun, whose father. Yin Jie, had demanded he be allowed to accompany the folk heroine on her journey to gain experience in more political matters. A decision which may be a sign of the old lord's failing mental faculties considering the danger presented by the endeavor.

However, disaster was avoided, partially by Jinhai's budding military genius and a few members of the brothers of the panthers who had let to return home. Namely Dong, Feng and Shaved head Wei, who in a stroke of brilliance spread rumors of Kang Yongrui's survival ahead of the Contingent of the Gao and Yin ambassadors. And Daiyu, showing again her readiness to act decisively even if it risks her safety and social standing, had taken the once captive heir of the Kang alongside her usual entourage of servants and officials.

Proving the rumor to be the truth to the populace, alongside the resources and supplies brought by the recently assembled relief organization, calmed the Kang's fury sufficiently enough for them to permit the safe travel of the twin delegation of the Gao and Yin within their lands. Though they would not be able to resist even a open handed and "gentle" invasion, considering the near total loss of their army at the start of the war. However, the report penned by Jinhai's hand, has shown that the noble Lion's are yet blinded by their pride.

They have asked for everything from the public execution of Dai Niu, and the emasculation of his heir in exchange for the crippling of Yongrui. To a public shaming of every commander present upon the field of the "Turtle's treachery". To the most bizarre demand of the engagement between a yet unborn daughter of the "Giant's line" to be wed to a similarly yet unmatured son of Yongrui.
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>>4830662

They have no powerbase or wealth to give any of these wild and somewhat deranged requests legitimacy. Which, is in part, your fault. As you had never figured the exact form of the reparations and gifts to be given in exchange for forgiveness and renewed loyalty. Apparently, they took that as an allowance to ask of whatever they could imagine.

Luckily, they have been pacified by the return of Yongrui, though they are still enraged by the state of his health, due to the numerous injuries he's endured. At least they will not pointlessly march to their own slaughter out of a sense of honor, now. Though, they have so far refused to officially swear loyalty to new government. And seem to believe you've been crowned King officially, despite the clear guidelines explaining the purpose of the nation wide vote.

This may be because, the lands of Dai and Gao have already given their votes loud and clear. The Giant's road expediting the gathering process greatly, and as expected your name holds the majority of their votes. The nearest runner up is Wenyan, a choice decided via a loophole in the voting process. As many nobles and learned men realized one of the gambits you were planning on pulling to refuse the crown, by claiming to not be the patriarch of your own family and thus unfitting to be a king. After your venerable father, comes Yin Jie and Lord Lai. Dai Niu has voluntarily refused to place his name upon a single ballot. The last notable candidates, are Gao Daiyu and Jinhai, though it would take much propaganda to convince the populace to vote either of them to the crown.

Sighing, you turn your mind towards the more pressing issues besides the impending imperial ascension and the Kang's continued tantrums.

Namely the crisis at the Xue border, and the continually rising conflict within the regions ruled by the Luo and Huang. Seemingly countless letters and appeals have been sent to you in the time you've spent with Kanzeon, each written by a different lord, lady or ambitious son. Each details the supposed crimes and tyranny of the other potential rulers of the two houses while boasting of their own virtue and good moral character, while doing all but kissing the dirt you tread upon. The intrafamilal conflicts will have to be tamed and brought to an end quickly, but they are not yet to most pressing concern bighting this budding kingdom's dawn.

All it would take to end the conflicts, is to name one of the many sides of both the victor and rightful heir to the late and despicable lady Biya and wretched Lord Tengfei. A simple solution, that would also require the execution of several members of the rival branches of the two families, to dissuade any attempted assassinations or usurpations.

No, the issue that troubles you the most is the continued aggressions and raids depicted in the utterly poetic missive penned by none other than the sole surviving member of the Xue three.
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>>4830664

The Second son and now lord of the realms of marches and bogs. It would seem his lord father had died in the conflict between the raiding vishnu and remaining third of the Xue's army, allegedly. There have even been attacks on the supply caravans and merchants traveling to their land upon the furthest reaches of the White dragon's path. Though it is not clear if such assaults are headed by incredibly foolhardy Vishnu warlords or cunning generals that still march beneath the Yan's banner.

The eastern border must be secured, lest the "King of Kings" See your homeland as a ripe fruit fit for plucking.

Though there remains another trouble, that lingers in your mind despite the lessened danger it poses compared to the Vishnu kings.

The mystery of the vanishing of two branches of the Yan and Yin families respectively. Those of Yan Zihao and Yin Huizhong's households, a fraction of the larger dynasties, but still numerous enough to not have simply faded into the mists without cause or reason. Their deaths would've been noted, no one besides their own kin would have reason to kill them quietly. And Yan Zihao, has well earned the title of the Old Fox.

He was, after all, able to survive the final battle of the war despite his advance age. Even though it seemed he wished to find death upon the field of battle, he survived. Perhaps driven by an instinctual hesitation or subconscious cunning. You would need to ask the fallen uncle of Weizha the fate of his kin and that of his family's most loyal servant.

If any could rally a renewed war effort, it would be the spawn of the old fox. Then, the issue concerning the Xue's border can be resolved.

"Lieren? you've been silent for some time? Have you left the discussion to perform some benevolent or wildly generous deed? Or have you simply answered the call of the hero yet again?" Kanzeon's amused voice rouses you from the depths of your mind, pulling you from the sea of your thoughts.

"My apologizes my friends, I must have become lost in thought" You laugh, as Shan cackles and nods, setting down his crudely penned drawings and diagrams detailing the construction of a farm tractor powered by electricity alone, rather than fuels that would produce ecosystem damaging by products and waste. As well as several rough sketches of trains and similar railed modes of transportation.

"Even a mind as great as yours can become lost it seems" Shan laughs uproariously, smacking the table to emphasize each bellow he lets loose

"As is the nature of all scholars' Shirong mutters, as he reeds through his written notes concerning the construction of water wheel powered generators and wind turbines, alongside more esoteric methods of producing electrity "I myself nearly wandered to Lord Cao's study to begin building one of these..."Bulbs of light"

"Lightbulbs" Kanzeon says sweetly, hiding her annoyance beneath a mask of motherly kindness "They're called lightbulbs, Shirong"
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>>4830667

"Hrrrm" Shirong grunts absent mindedly as he passed a scroll to Cao Yunru, who turned away from the copied treatise pertaining to automated fabrication and labor.

"Mother Kanzeon" Dandan spoke up before Kanzeon could voice her obvious irritation in Shirong's dismissive ignorance and stubborn refusal to call technology its proper name "These...planes of the air, remind me of a story I heard pertaining to treasures of the great Vishnu Kings, told to me by my dearly departed father"

You feel your face turn pale as a chill runs down your spine. Already, dozens of theorize mire your thoughts. The Vishnu having access to such advance technology would not be so unbelievable, considering the slave collars and chemical cocktails they have seemingly taken to forcing upon their enslaved soldiers. You to, have heard stories spoken by the once wild Vishnu, of half remembered accounts of their home nation's capabilities and might.

Of armies that could spring from nothing...or pools of white water beneath great gems. Of bows that shot pure star light. Of weapons that could ignite blood and burst veins. Of weapons with spinning teeth. If any of these are true, then the Vishnu present more of a threat than you previously imagined.

After all, Kanzeon's sisters fell to Shangrala as well. What if...one of their number had gone mad? and used her gifts to rule instead of serve.

A most unsettling possibility.

"The Vishnu?" Kanzeon inquires hopefully, her voice abuzz with joy as she too makes the connection between the old stories of Vishnu treasures and magic and one of her still missing sister.

You do not raise your voice or speak your fears. That last thing Kanzeon needs, is the uncertainty that one of her own kin has abandoned their nurturing cause and instead turned towards war and bloodshed. Or worse yet, was picked apart by descendants of her own inhabitants. Like babes picking apart their mother to weave clothes from her skin and sinew.

"Oh, Lieren has not told you of our people's long time rival?" Dandan asks jackalishly.

You bow your head and sigh, clearing your mind of all worry and fears. There is no need to worry about the future, when the present is host to many of its own troubles.

For now, you'll just enjoy the company of like minded friends, and the fleeting happiness of Kanzeon and the hopes she holds
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Yan Zihao was bored. His mind had nothing to occupy itself with, and all of the servants of this manor refused to even speak to him. He had been given a room, a quite comfortable room, more than many a man his age could hope to inhabit. But he was treated so coldly for his loyalty and patriotism. In fact, it was as if he was one of the last generation of the Yan people and that was true in many regards.

He saw how the menials and laborers acted, they were content, happy and at ease. Many of them quoted philosophy or could read what he wrote.
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>>4830670

A new breed of men, a new society, would replace that which he was born into. And Zihao was content with that. All things must come to an end, and the Giant's rule was shaping up to be far gentler than that of his own kin.

The door cracked open, as Zihao turned from the window, leaving behind the ruins of the Celestial incarnation palace to linger on the horizon, out of sight. He had heard the artillery fire when he had been brought to the capital, and witness the home of his youth be rendered to naught but a burned plateau lingering above the city like a corpse.

Yan Ziaho lifted his head in slight surprise, as he saw a massive figure step into the room of his confinement. It was the Giant himself, Lieren, the man his fool of a nephew named ogre and brute. The most cultured and wise of his generation, a breed of genius that comes about in every thousandth generation, a scholar forced to become a warrior. An administrator named king. A virtuous soul, who brought upon the dawn of a new era.

"At last we meet, old fox" The giant said cordially, as if he were speaking to an old long forgotten friend. A healing scar sat beneath his eye, and he was dressed in simple robes of undyed silk, as he gracefully walked to Zihao's side and took a seat opposite of his own "I must apologize for seeking out General Aiguo rather than yourself"

"Yes, I have heard that whelp had proven to be some manner of wicked sorcerer judging by the tales told by the servants here" Zihao said bluntly, wincing away from the giant's gaze momentarily as he felt every aspect of himself studied and dissected. The giant Lieren was reading his every move, mannerism, expression and tone of voice. Everything that made Zihao who he was, his character and subconscious feelings, were slowly peeled back and read, as the giant seemed to gaze not towards him, but to his heart and the soul within.

"Not by his own power, I assure you. But I have not come to talk of the rabid dog's I've put down" Lieren spoke sternly, with the presence of command and dignity befitting a king! Unlike any of the spawn of Weizha. Yes, he would be better than his nephew. Perhaps Zihao would even be able to see the birth of a new heir, assuming their was a giantess wandering some distant village or local

"I didn't imagine you'd come to my room in search of genial conversation or friendly advise, Lieren of nothing. This meeting has begun solely because of my gamble to save my lineage and that of the dog Yin Huizhong! I had hoped the secret of my family's survival would follow me to the grave" Yan Zihao laughed.

The giant nodded
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The old fox had a presence that was far greater than his crooked form, weighed down by the passing of years and numberless battles fought. The Old fox himself, the King of war, the protector of the Yan borders, the guardian of the court and her people, War incarnate.
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>>4830672

Grand titles for a bowed old man with kindly eyes, though they were mutated to appear as fox etes, no doubt by his proximity to Huli Jing's filth, as had several of the princes, though far more severly than the old man who sat before you now.

His head was barren of hair, and his beard longer than even Guozhi's, wrapped around his waste like a shawl or monk's robe. He was unafraid of you, as so few who think themselves your enemy have. He sits confidently, as if he were the giant between the two of you. This is a man who fears no foe nor death they may bring. It is no wonder all of your advisors and allies feared his knowledge and skill in the theater of war.

"And why should I tell you, who has hung entire families from trees, and killed fathers in front of their children, where my household and that of the ungrateful dog Huizhong have been taken? Even with the Shuni zealots, I know they'd be in safe hands if it were say, Kamal Kanan who overtook my family's rule. Or even a Vishnu king, who'd find no sport in their death" Yan Zihao says blithely, tapping his feet as a nervous twitch as he spoke to you, unaware of it himself "I have heard you are a protector of children, a kindly uncle to those without the means to defend themselves, the most vulnerable members of society, that a child crying is enough to rouse you to action, enough to drive you to kill"

Yan Zihao tilted his head, pouting as he placed a curled fist beneath his jaw.

"But I have also heard you defile maidens and throw children into stew like normal men would hares and rabbits! I simply do not know if I can believe the gospel now spoken to me of your character" Zihao sneers "After all, my nephew said you were a terrible demon, a devil worse than his own whore. Yet all others say you are a saint, a gift from the courts themselves. If you wish to know where the last of the tyrant's bloodline lingers, I must be assured in your benevolence and gentle character, Giant from nothing"

He's playing with you, to try and tempt you to show your true self and honest character to him, while simultaneously presenting proof that you will guard his family as you have so many other's before.

Such an audacious old man! Even Guozhi and the deceased Jayesh were less bold than Zihao!
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>>4830673

What do you do, Lieren?
>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>Laugh, and tell him he's pardoned for his service to the Yan Tyrants. If he wishes, he can be released to return to his kin. Unfollowed and unmolested
>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
>Leave him, and explain you simply wished to know if they were alive. If they ever prove to be a threat to the prosperity of the lands, you can easily hunt them down yourself
>Write in

Sorry again for the wait
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>>4830675
>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
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>>4830675
>>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>>Laugh, and tell him he's pardoned for his service to the Yan Tyrants. If he wishes, he can be released to return to his kin. Unfollowed and unmolested
I fuckin knew the Vishnu were gonna crank Hindu and Sandskrit myth up to 11. Freaked out by the possibility of Khornate Shipfu though.
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>>4830675
lmao
>But I have also heard you defile maidens and throw children into stew like normal men would hares and rabbits !


np malal

>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
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>>4830675
>Tell him of the youths of nothing and the children of tigers.
>Yan Zihao, you are wise enough to know that with every branch I have pruned of the nobility that they were all sick and corrupt, devoid of much that makes a man and overflowing with the sickness of tyranny. To kill is regrettable, but if you thought your family to be tyrants and devoid of virtue you would not have saved them, as you did not save your nephew or his sons as you did the northern Yin and a few twigs of your own. No, if they are not tyrants as you believe them to be, then no harm will come to them by my hands. As I told the Tao and the Gao and as I would have told the Cui, I tell you the same.

>On the condition of promising to not support any further tyranny, pardon him and give him leave.

He's an old and wily man, who we would do well to recruit but so long as he keeps to his promise then releasing them to their families are an idea worth considering.
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>>4830675
>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
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>>4830675
>Write in

Show him our happiest memory using our scepter, let see the world as we see it and experience our love for our fellow humans
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>>4830723
that's a memory we don't get back, bear that in mind.
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>>4830675
>>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>>Laugh, and tell him he's pardoned for his service to the Yan Tyrants. If he wishes, he can be released to return to his kin. Unfollowed and unmolested
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>>4830675
>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>Laugh, and tell him he's pardoned for his service to the Yan Tyrants. If he wishes, he can be released to return to his kin. Unfollowed and unmolested

but if he chooses to stay and needs convincing that his family will be safe then

>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
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>>4830667
>alongside more esoteric methods of producing electrit
Ocean wave generators, thermal plants, solar panels.

>>4830673
I presume the Vishnu haven't used these planes and las guns because they are:
>in short supply
>lost them means of producing and repairing them

>>4830675
>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
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>As well as several rough sketches of trains and similar railed modes of transportation.

TRAINS AND TROLLEYFAGS WIN AGAIN BBY!
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>>4830675
>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
The tiger children are the best way to show him we do not believe that the sons carry the sins of the fathers.
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>>4830869
And
>Tell him about the Tao and how we have reinstated them after Dandan's service, call her if nescessary.
That should also show that if the branches he saved are of noble heart, they can regain part of their station through great effort.
>>4830713
Support the speech, but not the pardon. Not yet.
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>>4830675
>Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other
>Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated
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>>4830675
>>Laugh, and tell him he's pardoned for his service to the Yan Tyrants. If he wishes, he can be released to return to his kin. Unfollowed and unmolested
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>>4830363
We had this discussion about aircraft very early in the quest, it's not viable, won't be until a million other things are dealt with, fuel included
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>>4831244
Maybe that's why the Vishnu don't use the planes they have.
But zeppelins and ballons serving as troop carriers and transports could work if the ground forces don't have means to bring them down.
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>"Mother Kanzeon" Dandan spoke up before Kanzeon could voice her obvious irritation in Shirong's dismissive ignorance and stubborn refusal to call technology its proper name "These...planes of the air, remind me of a story I heard pertaining to treasures of the great Vishnu Kings, told to me by my dearly departed father"
>You feel your face turn pale as a chill runs down your spine. Already, dozens of theorize mire your thoughts. The Vishnu having access to such advance technology would not be so unbelievable, considering the slave collars and chemical cocktails they have seemingly taken to forcing upon their enslaved soldiers. You to, have heard stories spoken by the once wild Vishnu, of half remembered accounts of their home nation's capabilities and might.
>Of armies that could spring from nothing...or pools of white water beneath great gems. Of bows that shot pure star light. Of weapons that could ignite blood and burst veins. Of weapons with spinning teeth. If any of these are true, then the Vishnu present more of a threat than you previously imagined.
>After all, Kanzeon's sisters fell to Shangrala as well. What if...one of their number had gone mad? and used her gifts to rule instead of serve.
>A most unsettling possibility.
so we are gonna fight a khorne daemon or a mad ai or a mix of the two
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>>4831333
Oh, shit, a khornate DaoT daemon engine ship. I can only wish for her sister to be only a tyrant
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I've been thinking about the Journey and how good it is at making average people into their best selves both in body (specially when we get free time to improve it in that regard), mind and spirit. The Journey shows people the world from a very positive, yet realistic perspective, dealing in a very profound and extensive way with many deeply troubling, yet deeply human issues: our emotions and how the "negative", yet natural ones makes us feel and act, our concerns, like life and how to avoid wasting it while also being able to decide by ourselves, or even death. Fear of death can drive people to extremes that they never though they could reach, and those extremes are usually negative, especially if it's by old age and there's giantic evil gods that can give you cheap immortality. Lieren teaching people how to live healthy happy and fullfilled lives and then accept their own mortality and die satisfied is, perhaps, one of the greatest and more difficult things that our primarch has ever done.
The Journey drives people to aimprove themselves, love themselves, accept themselves and improve the world and everyone around them at the same time. Basically, it's the ultimate philosophy because it teaches you how to learn, and then let's you learn your own way and be your own person without needing to adhere to anything but the most basic rules, which are normally related and or meant to inform of and enforce basic human decency.
When we develop it fully (it can never be developed fully, that's part of it's beauty, but you know what I mean), it's going to be something trutly awe inspiring, even beyond most other great works of man, because it will help man make countless of those great works. I'm so glad I started to read this quest.
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>>4833633
If everyone followed the main concepts of the journey, the Chaos Gods would lose a lot of power (not all, but a lot). Because they delight in dark thoughts and evil actions and if they are reduced or in certain cases disappeared, they will begin to slowly starve, just like SOMEONE wanted.
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Is lieren done growing?
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>>4834164
No.
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>>4834164
He's too young. He may fill out his height soon, but he will be growing quite a bit still. Depending on true age.
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>>4830675
> Delay your journey to the Xue Marshlands

Though I always felt Lieren was more of a Go primarch...

> Laugh and tell him he's pardoned.
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Now that Isha has appeared and has shown Lieren the nice side of the Eldar, he won't kill them at first sight, which opens up a lot of options.
I wonder, if we find a nice enough craftworld, could we learn about their aspect warriors and the different paths?
I could see Lieren and the Emperor building their own path of the Human/New Man, much like the Warlock evolves into the Farseer (I think). This path, unlike the Eldar, would not give us human aspect warriors, being instead more generalist and adaptable, just like humanity. It's main functions would be shielding psykers from Chaos (the Eldar path can do this) and speeding up human evolution, while also giving Emps a way of directly affecting said evolution on a Galactic scale. So basically, you have only one, hyper-generalist, very strong path thet gives you relatively small gains at first, but slowly makes you into a psyker Perpetual, and eventually (I mean tens of thousands of years) it makes you into a not!Sensei Alpha/Alpha plus psyker, which effectively means that Chaos is fucked in the long term and have to rush things, making less complex plans that cause flaws and mistakes that Emps can exploit. Remember that he got palyed in the long term, but in the short term Emps almost starved the 4 to death.
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>>4835084
Bold of you to assume that we will not, given the various and routinely terrible positions they take against humanities.
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>>4835084
We’ve already have the beginnings of cultivators anon.
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>>4835084
Anon, paths are for fags.

Instead we'll find a way to make it so that our eternal flame can be passed from human to human like some kind of galactic meme until all humans carry a spark of what was originally our soul, then when humanity begins to notice that the more humans there are around and the more brotherly and enlightened-pilled that they are makes them infinitely stronger than they can be by themselves.

Then we have something
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>>4835084
>not!Sensei Alpha/Alpha plus psyker
Sensei are all Nulls, but I agree, broadly speaking, that we should encourage humanity's evolution into a psychic race. We should still keep Nulls around though, I'm still holding out hope for blank Space Marines.
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>>4835084
Paths also shield eldar through rigorous training and actually dimming/not expanding the psychic power of the eldar until they are completely ready. Something humans cannot do without technological aid.

And I have zero idea how you think forcing someone to follow a cripplingly restrictive way of life for decades at a time is going to make them more psychic or even what a "hyper-generalist" is.
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>>4835238
Female Sensei are all alpha psykers, men are immune to the warp. Emps is both, so he considered them a faliure or at least not a good enough sucess. That's why he never fucked 1/3 of the women on earth and then waited for humanity to become the Sensei. The only way to get Emps lvl humanity is to go the hard way and wait until a perpetual becomes a psyker, then expands their bullshit bloodline to an entire planet, then grows powerful enough and decides to merge with 1000000+ of his children, who accept willingly. Or you don't make the ritual and wait a million years until they get to precrusade lvl Emps.
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Damn man the machine spirits be acting up again
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>>4835271
>Female Sensei are all alpha psykers, men are immune to the warp.
Can't find anything that supports that idea. BoLS, Lexicanum, and 1d4chan are in rare agreement that they're all pariahs.
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>>4835254
Paths shield Eldar by making them embody archetipes that they crafted into the warp or that naturally exist as nonchaos concepts. Humanity is one of said concepts, and the super restrictive discipline is only necessary because mantling a foreign and complex concept requires you to autistically focus your entire life into it in nonfun ways, specially when you have a direct soul link with the chaos god of enjoying life, and if you do that too much, you get eaten alive. A human that follows a possible "path of humanity" would just live his/her life and get stronger for it, having to follow barely any rule that they didn't follow before. The generalist part was just remarking how the path is not autistically monofocused like the eldar paths, and how, by it's own nature would be wide enough to encompass all positive and beneficial aspects of humanity.
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>>4835343
From the lexicanum, first paragraph of powers and abilities of the sensei:
>Only when a Sensei encounters, or is drawn to, another Sensei does the truth emerge and they are taught new abilities. They may tap into warpspace to channel energy for combat, sense daemons or disturbances in the warp, and the power to mask their presence from psychics.

They are psykers, they are just invisible to the warp and other psykers. When it says that they are blanks, it's referring to their warp invisibility.
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>>4835084
>Now that Isha has appeared and has shown Lieren the nice side of the Eldar, he won't kill them at first sight, which opens up a lot of options.

Anon, 99% of the time you encounter Eldar it's because of them being assholes. Whether it's some Craftworld's warhost pops up and starts shooting at you for seemingly no reason (because you're sitting on a Maiden World that they never bothered to mark as such or there's a Daemon sealed somewhere nearby and talking would be too much of a bother, clearly), some outcasts ditching their post-scarcity society to go on a murder-holiday as Corsairs or just the fucking Dark Eldar being their usual selves, 99% of the time the entirely correct course of action is to shoot Eldar on sight.
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>>4835378
Same page, first paragraph of History
>While their father was a powerful psyker, the Sensei are psychic blanks and cannot be seen by other psykers.
They are not psykers, they are psychic blanks AND cannot be seen by other psykers. Calling them blanks doesn't only refer to their warp invisibility, it refers to them both being blanks AND being warp invisible. Them being able to channel warp energy despite their condition is unique, and doubtless a result of their parentage, but it isn't the same utilization as Psykers. Psykers draw from the warp and redirect that energy themselves. Sensei rely on the Star Child to draw and instill that energy within them, so that they can redirect it as they choose.
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>>4835344
>>4835254
Paths work through restraining their potential. Aspect Warriors embody a concept to empower themselves.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait

Delay your journey to the Xue marshlands, to play a quick game of Mahjong with the old man, so you may both come to know each other: 9

Laugh, and tell him he's pardoned for his service to the Yan Tyrants. If he wishes, he can be released to return to his kin. Unfollowed and unmolested: 6

Tell him of the youths of nothing, and the Tiger children of the bone devouring forest. Explain if he wishes to be reassured of veracity of you good intent, he may be escorted to meet the later, and hear for himself how kindly they have been treated: 7

Yan Zihao, you are wise enough to know that with every branch I have pruned of the nobility that they were all sick and corrupt, devoid of much that makes a man and overflowing with the sickness of tyranny:2

Show him our happiest memory using your scepter: 1

Tell him about the Tao and how we have reinstated them after Dandan's service, call her if necessary.: 1

Total votes:13

So Lieren, through a friendly game of Mahjong and telling stories of the children of nothing and Tiger cubs, show Yan Zihao he can be trusted to act benevolent and kindly, and give the old man pardon for his former loyalties and let him leave if he so wishes.

Writing now

Sorry for the wait again

>>4830798
Yes, and other forms of generation.

And you shall see

>>4835296
Speak of the devil and he comes

>>4833633
>>4833930
There is a reason they have so far tried to covert Lieren in his battles with daemons, he'd be invaluable if turned.
Imagine the heretics having TWO legions of word bearers, and one of their leaders isn't blinded by zealotry and being a certain priest's sex slave...I mean abused adoptive son.

>>4834183
But is Zihao much of a Go player?
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>>4835630
>Lorgar turns into a Chaos Prince
>embraces his psyker powers and generally gets a little stronger
>still gets bodied by all his brothers
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>>4835651
>got swole enough to potentially kill Guilliman during the Battle of Calth
>would still get bodied by Corvus
And those are straight facts.
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>>4835630
Lieren is also turning into a pseudo-god of a pseudo-religion that’s shaping up to be pretty potent.
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However, you had come prepared for such audacity and the very challenge the old fox presents you now. Proving your benevolence and virture through words or actions alone. You can see from the twinkle in his amber eyes he knows well you are not the monster spoken of in the wild propaganda and slanderous lies spread by his tyrant of a nephew, but a father...a grandfather cannot simply hand over his family to one who had executed many of his kinsmen before and left them to rot away alone and unmourned.

Though he knows his family was naught by a pack of monsters committing atrocity after atrocity, the parental instincts and empathy he had cultivated within his heart once tainted by the lineage of his bloodline, cannot possibly allow him to trust a stranger who has only washed his hands in the blood of his fellows and family before.

And a stranger you will remain, unless you release him from his cell or spend time better spent solving the issues of the Xue conversing and teaching him of the true depth of your character and what to expect from a personality such as yourself. The former could be seen as a trick, bait for the aged general to lead his enemies to the sanctuary of his family. And the latter choice cannot be committed to, when Vishnu Screamers so boldly steal from innocent men and rampage across the country side. They can not be allowed to become emboldened by the momentary weakness of the borders, lest they come to find the lands deeper within the Kingdom to be as defenseless a target as well.

However there is one means for both of you to learn the secrets of the other's hearts and minds. While Yan Zihao is not blessed with your eyes, if stories are to be believed, before your arrival upon shangrala, he held the supreme talent of reading the intentions and motivations of other men. Why, once, you were favorably compared to him in your service to Gao Liwei before you began your cleansing of the courts and lands.

And it is these stories, which have revealed to you the method of revealing your intent and self to the old fox. A method he himself is or was rather fond of employing in his study of men.

A boardgame. Mahjong. Though you prefer Go for its simplicity, the interacacies of Mahjong do hold a certain charm in of themselves.

Without a word, you clear the table in the room with an uncaring swipe of your hand, dusting it clean and removing the few crumbs remaining from the imprisoned general's morning meal. Intrigue, Yan Zihao moves from his window, hands folded in his sleeves as he watches you like a Night crane watches the dying. A bemused smirk spreads over his lips, revealing his polished teeth, as you set the Mahjong board upon the table.

"So you researched me as well, boy" He says overjoyed, a look of blissful vindication flashing through his amber eyes as his smirk widens into a fatherly smile "as expected and hope considering the tales of your genius intellect and cunning, how odd it is, to be the one asked to play"
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>>4835777

"A wise man learns from those he is to compete against, as a hunter learns the instincts of his quarry or the farmer learns the coming of the seasons" You explain blithely as you prepare the board, the old general fearlessly taking his seat across from you as he watches you work "Do you have any preference concerning the rules of play? Or shall we play the standard of the royal court"

Yan Zihao laughs, and claps his hands together, rubbing them like a caricature of a greedy merchant as he looks into your eyes without showing any discomfort or dread.

"I prefer the scholars match, though the soldier's variation is also a favorite of mine. I shall allow the host to choose between the two styles of play. After all, why besmirch these halls with a trapping of the old court, hmm?" Yan Xihao says, as he adjusts his posture and despite his predicament, keeps a steady grip upon his dignified manner.

"Soldier's variation then, the one I've played the most" You say with a shrug of your shoulders, before setting the tiles face down and motioning for Zihao to join you in the shuffling process "In truth, I prefer Go to Mahjong"

"A trait revealed already?" The old man cackles, shaking his head as the two of you loudly mix and churn the many tiles together across the face of the table "And if I remember correctly, that is the variation preferred by Yin Lei"

You smile brightly and nod.

"You are correct, he told me when he was a young man, you offered him a game in the soldier's variation and that afterwards you were able to predict his every movement upon the field of battle. A most impressive talent, I must admit" You say cheerfully, as Zihao shakes his head.

"Oh this humble old man simply learned that this game opens up a man's heart, revealing its contents. How he sees the world, how he reacts to it, his ideals and viewpoints. If you play enough you can even see what he is willing to sacrifice or give away, the things he treasures the most, be they material or philosophical" The old fox explains with a warm tone to his voice, like he was speaking to his own grandchild "I suppose I do not need to explain this, however, as you seek to use this method to allow me to discern the quality of your character. as I have for you servants, The black general, Lord of Cavarly, and Unbreakable shell of the Dai"

"So you know the truth of my eyes then, how deeply they perceive. Reading the hearts and minds of men with a simple glance?" You ask somewhat irreverently

"I am led to believe in such tall tales, considering the wide variety of servants that flock beneath your banner, Lord Lieren" Yan Zihao says, speaking to you similarly, a sign he views you as an equal. Something to be taken in pride

"They are my friends, not my servants, but we have talked enough old fox, let us play and exchange stories with each other in this fleeting meeting between two rare geniuses" You say with a casual calmness and genial warmth to your words
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>>4835781

"But you have just said we have talked enough, young giant" Yan Zihao laughs, as the two of you stack your tiles and begin to draw
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"It is no metaphor" You say gently as Zihao's eyes widen with shock

"Men mingled with tigers? And they are not barbarous beast by nature? I had figured it was a poetic terminology to denote the wildest of these untamed vishnu, those unbefitting an alliance, unable to be brought into proper society and taught culture" Zihao says, tapping a nail upon the table as he ponders his next move "and what happened to these, tiger men, that you led the Six Vishnu tribes against in battle?"

"Slaughtered to the man, they had a most despicable way of life and many were as sinful and wicked as the same tyrants I warred against beyond the confines of the bone devouring forest" You say, deciding to not reveal the existence of the Unseen master to Yan Zihao. Men his age do not need more reason to fear the end of their days, and knowing such creatures lurk beyond death would be a cruelty to a man of such refined moral character.

"All of them?" Zihao questions, making a brilliant play that through luck and planning has no counter. Except for one, a trap you've sent for your opponent five play prior

"Except the children, as it is said, I cannot bring myself to harm children. And the sins of a father, the crimes of a mother, do not tarnish the hearts of their children. I saw much of the children of my home village in their eyes, in their manner" You explain sadly "Though I had caused the extermination of their peoples, I could not allow them to fall to the same blades. Not when I could imagine them, playing alongside the same youths whose lives I have long struggled to improve. By my actions, many children have been kept from a tragic death, and many more who would have never been born now walk and see me as an Uncle"

"So it is true, what Dai Niu has told me, that one as revered as yourself, a man who stands above all others in the praise and admiration given to his name, plays with children" Zihao laughs, nearly making himself sick as his back bows under the throws of his delight "What an amusing sight to imagine! How wonderous! Even many fathers cannot claim such gentleness"

"It is true, and it is a great joy for me. A child's smile, a Child's laughter is worth far more than jade to me" You say humbly, bowing your head slightly as you pretend to calculate your next move, allowing the old fox to savor the result of his brilliance for a few seconds longer before you claim victory.

"So you did not abandon these children of the forest and monsters to their fates? Where are they now, if I may ask such a thing" Zihao questions, turning his eyes from the board as you make the winning move, he knows you have once from the moment you have lifted the tile
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>>4835785

"Dai castle currently, there is no location safer" You explain "I intend to visit them once my current duty has come to its end, Even the eldest, Avinash and Ananya pine for my attention"

"As children often do...well, in exchange, the last of the Yan line and the once graced Yin dwell at..." Yan Zihao begins to speak so casually it'd seem he was merely discussing the turn of the weather. You silence him with a raised hand.

"But you have earned my trust. A man of your bearing and character would never do harm to them" He continues instead, confused and unsettled by your reaction.

"And I no longer need such knowledge, you are pardoned for your long service under tyrants, Yan Zihao. May the uncorrupted foxes find a new virtuous life by your lineage, and be remembered as well as the heroes who had began the now fallen Dynasty of the Yan, and may the Qilin find redemption upon the backs of their young sons" You say merrily as Zihao blinks, mouth agape as he struggles to process the fact he and his kin are freed.

"But why would you decide to give such kindness so freely?" He asks quietly, cowed by your generosity rather than the weight of your presence.

"You are not criminals nor befouled by the blood of your forefathers. Live as you will, you are free to leave the Cao estate once this proclamation has spread far enough to ensure no well meaning vigilante takes your life or your family's" You say, rising from you seat with a kind smile on your lips "And I must say, you are wonderful opponent to play with. I am glad I had not met you upon the field of war, Old Zihao"

"And I you, Young Lieren, such a terrifying intellect lurks beneath those golden eyes. A hunter has no place as a general! they are too terrible of a foe to match!" Zihao laughs.

And you carefreely join him, placing a hand upon his shoulder as you do so
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Traveling to the mires of the Xue land, you are surprised to find several Vishnu Screamers hanging from the walls of one of the small villages upon the border. And are more surprised to find the five battle minded Chiefs of the Six tribes of the bone devouring forest, resting alongside their honor guards within the town itself.

Apparently, without alerting anyone, they had decided to tour the outer reaches of the giant's road, and by sheer chance, you have met them here! In fact, Akanksha and Kamakshi greeted you before the crow eaten corpses of their enemies did. With all of their usual affection and open desire.
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>>4835788

How shall you solve the Vishnu problem, Lieren?
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>Simply capture one of the raid leaders, ask which Vishnu King sent him and take your Vishnu allies, your personal guard minus Jinhai, Rong and Zian, and the most skilled of the brothers of the panthers to take his head as a warning towards his peers and the so called King of Kings, especially
>Halt the construction of the road, to build a proper wall upon the border that cannot be conquered, though prepare towers upon it for anti air guns to be placed upon, just in case the Vishnu hold the treasures of their past still
>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
>write in
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang
>The raiders will find no glory waging war upon our lands

Lets make their worst nightmares come true.
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>Simply capture one of the raid leaders, ask which Vishnu King sent him and take your Vishnu allies, your personal guard minus Jinhai, Rong and Zian, and the most skilled of the brothers of the panthers to take his head as a warning towards his peers and the so called King of Kings, especially
>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
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>>4835832
Wouldn't that involve entering Vishnu land to hunt?
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>Halt the construction of the road, to build a proper wall upon the border that cannot be conquered, though prepare towers upon it for anti air guns to be placed upon, just in case the Vishnu hold the treasures of their past still
Open conflict with the Vishnu Kings is inevitable.
Better that we make sure the local lord is loyal and capable as well as getting proper fortifications in place.
Getting these things done now will pay dividends down the line.
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang
>The raiders will find no glory waging war upon our lands
>talk to Akanksha and Kamakshi about the unhealthy collection of skulls, and recommend that they date some of our brothers. Our heart pins for another.
>They are both lovely women, but they would find more in common with Fat Chen and Rong.
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>>4835865
>Our heart pins for another
They're gonna ask who, you realize that, right?
If we just say "Prosperity", they're gonna go ballistic.
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>>4835871
we're out of their league
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>Simply capture one of the raid leaders, ask which Vishnu King sent him and take your Vishnu allies, your personal guard minus Jinhai, Rong and Zian, and the most skilled of the brothers of the panthers to take his head as a warning towards his peers and the so called King of Kings, especially
I thirst for knowledge.
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>>4835865
>talk to Akanksha and Kamakshi about the unhealthy collection of skulls, and recommend that they date some of our brothers.
But don't tell them we love another, they may become unhinged.
Even if the shipfu is best
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>>4836000
>shipfu

Where my Isha Fags at?
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>>4835790
>>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
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>>4836049
Changing
>>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
to
>Halt the construction of the road, to build a proper wall upon the border that cannot be conquered, though prepare towers upon it for anti air guns to be placed upon, just in case the Vishnu hold the treasures of their past still
On second thought. Though I don't think they'll push us back, should we invade, having a wall for us to shelter behind and them to break themselves on over and over again is very useful.
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost

>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.

Nice
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>>4836000
It's probably best to nip it in the bud. The longer they stay infatuated, the more it'll hurt down the line whe we disappoint them.
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
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>>4835790
>>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
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Here's a sketch of what lieren of nothing might look like.

I asked for him to be so young looking because we're 8 years old, and clearly this means we look 16-18 years old in normie years

https://artistsnclients.com/people/Jezart
Here's the artist if you want to check em out

I have no artistic ability so I paid someone who did because I fucking love this quest
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>>4836282
I fucking love it anon, he looks like a very young man but with a body that belongs to a 1000 yrs old giant, perpetual bodybuilder pillarman (yes I know it's redundant, but if it's Lieren we can call it extra). I also love how, by the time the 40th millenum arrives, Lieren will have a xianxia "wise, old Master" type of beard.
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>>4836000
>>4836085
>Lieren: I'm sorry, but I don't love you. Please, find someone else you can love and that can love you back, build a family together and be happy and wholesome.
>Akanksha and Kamakshi: But why? Don't you find us MEGA PROSPEROUS~
>Liren: I'm nine yo, I should be playing with bionicles, not talking about romantic relationships and tits.
>Everyone in Shangrala: [Stops]
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>>4836282
Based art-patron anon.
Although pictured the scar a bit higher on the nose, very close to the eye.
But I dig tge anime protagonist look, no wonder all the women are thirsty.
>>4836291
Please anon, all ages should be playing with Bionicles.
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>>4836307
>>4836330
Ah fuck I quoted the wrong post.
Atleast it's still the same anon.
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And here goes anotyer one
>Council of Advisors: And, by absolute, crushing mayority, Lieren of Nothing is chosen as the new ruler of Yan to the surprise of literally no one.
>Lieren: Won't you mean...of Nothing.
>Council: Wat?
>Lieren: I thank you all citiziens, I promise to rule the ashes of the previous king with responsibility and diligence.
>Council: Oh no, nonononono, you know we didn't mean it like that, and a lot of people put a lot of effort into this, so you don't get to just teoll us and ditch the crown.
>Lieren: Dammit! Betrayed by my own empathy! And what about father, he's the patriarch of my house he should-
>Weinian: [From the crowd] Fuck you, I'm not dealing with that shit, I abdicate in your favour.
>Lieren: Then I name Jinhai my regent until my 18th birthday arrives.
>Jinhai: And how long is that?
>Lieren: ...10 years [runs away before having to explain anything]
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>>4836339
*to just troll us
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>>4836282

That is some remembrancer official art tier shit.
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>>4836282
that s really fucking cool
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>>4836282
>Why yes my very being was built to support the common people, how could you tell?
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Oh my
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>>4835790
>Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost
>The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands. Warlike people such as they fear one thing above all else, death outside of a battlefield. The Vishnu will learn they will find no glory in waging war upon the lands beneath your protection and upon YOUR PEOPLE.
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>>4836282
give the artist our thanks
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Calling the vote now

Meet with Xue Liang, as he has technically not yet pledged loyalty to the new nation, and discuss matters with him first and foremost: 10

The raiders will find their stores and supplies wounded, and be forced through the most inhospitable portions of the swamplands: 8

Simply capture one of the raid leaders, ask which Vishnu King sent him and take your Vishnu allies, your personal guard minus Jinhai, Rong and Zian, and the most skilled of the brothers of the panthers to take his head as a warning: 2

talk to Akanksha and Kamakshi about the unhealthy collection of skulls, and recommend that they date some of your brothers:2

Halt the construction of the road, to build a proper wall upon the border that cannot be conquered, though prepare towers upon it for anti air guns to be placed upon:2

Total votes:11

So Lieren will meet with Xue Liang, and then explain and enact his plan to drive the Vishnu out, by forcing them to endure the hellish conditions of the Xue's lands without winning any glory or riches.

Writing now

>>4836282
It always tickles me pink when I see new fan art, its really humbling and heart warming to see people enjoy this quest so much.

But holy hell is this piece amazing. Made my jaw drop when I first saw it. You commissioned a great artist. I could spend all day writing and describing why exactly I like this picture, since it really captures Lieren and his personality well, especially with the eyes and how hopeful and bright they're drawn. It's just beautiful

It's just an incredible piece, and thank you for commissioning it. It was well worth whatever you paid for it. I just adore it, and seeing it has made me a little giddy.

This was Incredibly based of you, anon.

Seriously I wouldn't be surprised to find art of this caliber in an official Book. Its great

>>4836307
>>4836339
Lmao

>>4836386
My thoughts exactly, its top quality work. Just a Joy to look at
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Xue Liang sat in the dark of his court. It had been emptied of its many servants of service both long and loyal. Some had fled deeper into the marsh upon the first reports of Vishnu raiding parties, others had boldly declared his father an unrepentant tyrant and faded into the heavy hanging fogs of the wild to leave for parts unknown. Now Xue Liang sat alone, with naught but his young bride for company. The few retainers that had remained or arrived as part of the retinues of his numerous vassals, who came to his palace not to pledge fealty but rather hide behind its greater stone walls from the savages lurking in the moors and bogs of the countryside.

Thought Liang knew not to expect his ascension to be greeted with with cold suspicion and disdain. In part because of the rumors among the nobility that he had betrayed his family to the Giant's armies so he may take the lordship from his father unopposed. Rumors that were entirely baseless, it is true he did not wait for the hunters from nothing to take his head as they did his brothers Hong and De. As were the stories that he had...left his young nephews in the darkest depths of his demesne lands. They had simply vanished, no doubt taken by raiders or a hungry marsh Lion, or perhaps vigilantes seeking to end the drunkard Hong's line.

What had happened to the young men did not concern Liang, nor did the wild rumors whispered in his lonely, isolated court. They would pass into myth eventually and then be forgotten outside of folklore speaking of lordling devouring Lions or Vishnu. If the lords beneath his rule wished to gossip of kinslaying, they'd find more evidence in Liang poisoning his father with a viper. Which he had actually done, and stained his hands.

But what choice did he have! the old fool was going to send him headlong into the giant's army! The Xue crumpled when their army was primed to strike from three angles! what would a lonesome force accomplish against professionally trained soldiers. Oh many would call such an act treacherous and cowardly. But Xue Liang was loyal to his family and house, and his father sought to see it ground to dust out of a misplaced sense of pride and valor. Why, Liang even sent search parties out into the fens and furthest marshes searching for Hong's sons! It was insulting to be accused of their deaths, he'd admit his father died by his hand, if only to silence the nonsense of his sniveling, cowering courtiers.

Sighing, he leaned back and relaxed against the backrest of his throne, made of preserved wood trawled from the depths of the murky ponds and lakes of his home, and stained with dark oils. Serpent skins were tightly wrapped upon its arms and legs, and a great skull of one of titanic proportions sat above his head. A relic from a storied ancestor of his.

His wife snorted, and huffed indignantly, struggling to groom and shear her own nails in the dark.
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>>4837744

But, low born servants could not be trusted until the giant named him virtuous, or else Liang knew he'd be hanging dead by time wisteria trees blossomed.

The autumn winds howled fiercely, shrieking through the cracks and carvings of his homes numerous, tunnel like halls. Like the moaning of the dead and damned. Xue Liang tapped his long nails upon his cheek, stroking the short beard he had began to grow to appear more regal. Aquamarine banners danced in the gloom, at times seeming to have three heads instead of the traditional one.

"I expect an army, will soon be sent" He mused to the darkness, his wife, taken from one of the lesser noble families beneath the Xue nearly jumping from her own chair with a start, her large, periwinkle eyes fluttering like those of a startled weasel "To relieve us of the Vishnu crisis, an opportunity for us to prove our loyalty to the fledgling kingdoms, by pledging what remains of our fighting men to conflict minor thought it may be"

"Wouldn't it be wiser to keep them close? to guard us and our lessers, darling?" His wife, whose name escaped him out of the moment, as the wedding had been quite rushed and she did not often speak of matters that allowed him the opportunity to ask "In case they come beneath orders to claim your noble head?"

"If Lieren wishes to see me dead, I will not see the knife coming for my throat. He is a genius, who bested my family in our traditional tactic, the art of the many headed serpent. It is wise to admire your betters and admit subservience when challenged by them. A new nation needs strong supports, and though the Xue have never been blessed with rich lands, but the giant finds value in the strangest of materials" Xue Liang explained, running through his preprepared plan mentally once again, to calm his nerves and assist in cementing it in his thoughts "While we are still poor, and beset upon all sides by enemies and foes, we have one commodity that may be traded to the phoenix kingdom, ascending from the ashes of the Yan, reborn and renewed"

His wife, stared dumbly, and Liang was once again made aware of the folly of marrying for looks and alliances rather than intellect. She was a stunning bloom, but her head was as empty as a dried ravine.

"Loyalty, and subservience. See how the Dai bowed to Lieren's will, see how their lands flourish. Turn your eyes towards the devilish wealds that mark our border, and how they have been tamed" Xue Liang explained, righting his posture and pressing his needle sharpened nails tip to tip with their opposites. His long, black hair swept back over his brow and held in place with fragrant waxes, his jade eyes simmering in the candle light.

"See the wonders that spring forth from the giant's every step, see the prosperity and plenty he brings. From all reports, Lieren desires the lands he rules to be as serene as an untouched lake beneath the stars and fog, clear of the contaminants of internal strife or hardship"He continued on
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>>4837749

Rising from his seat to lend some gravitas to his speech, as his petite wife stared in awe at his manner

Lashing his arm upwards, twisting his wrist to send a cascade of movement down his overly long and sweltering robes of lotus silk as he spoke.

"However, Lieren, as greatly blessed as he may be in ability, intellect, wisdom, virtue or size alone, is one man. He will need governors and administrators even if he seeks to tear down the very backbone of the old kingdom, the institution of nobility and stations of society established upon its great foundations. So it is imperative that we, as a family, act decisively and show our loyalty to the new government, whatever form it may take. So we may be rewarded by retaining rulership over our lands or higher accolades yet! Perhaps, if we provided enough service, the old lands of the graced Yins will be ours instead of this fetid, sun scorned, plague ridden"

"Do you truly hold such your ancestral home in such disdain, Xue Liang?" A stranger's voice spoke, with a natural volume that could shake the heavens but a spoken grace that would demand the attention of the celestial lords themselves, A kindness that warmed the damp halls of the Serpent's burrow. Xue Liang turned, and froze as he turned upon his heel in a movement reminiscent of a trained dancer's

Two golden orbs, like candle light, burned in the darkness. A great shadow stood behind them, the doors to the great hall had been opened wide. A guardsman stood, kneeling behind the great intruder, his war mask bearing the fangs of his family's sigil.

"Oh the giant! they sent the giant instead of an army!" His simpleton wife cooed and cheered, clapping her hands happily as the giant lit a lantern at his belt, and beneath the fire's glow revealed and amused smile. No fangs dripping with blood, or eyes aglow with murderous intent.

"I have heard, that the newly named lord Xue has been troubled by foreign aggression and raiders invading his lands. As I seek to bring the nation together once more to share in the benefits of the new dawn, I decided to come personally to solve this crisis upon the Xue border" Lieren spoke solemnly, never once taking his eyes off of Liang's face. He felt a sensation, as if he was being peeled apart like the pages of a book, a burning as if the giant's gaze burrowed past his skin and gazed upon his soul itself.

Xue Liang blinked, and glanced down to see the giant kneeling before him, courteously, a both hands pressed against his raised knee.

"If you would give your blessings and permissions for so bold of an interference" He spoke quietly, his words curling on the stagnant air like bird song or heavenly chimes as they left his lips "Then we may discuss the matter at length and reignite the relationship between the Xue and greater kingdom beyond its vast borders..though perhaps you'd rather leave these picturesque bogs and mires behind, though they are the perfect home for a serpent for greener pastures"
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>>4837752

Xue Liang did not know how to react. But then, Lieren laughed as if he was an old friend, and rose to his full, rather imposing height. So the fledgling lord did the same, laughing uproariously at what he had hoped as a good natured joke rather than a threat hidden in benign words
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Xue Liang was an ambitious and cunning man, as you anticipated, however his heart is not without gentleness. He is blessed with a minor genius, a man more befitting a career as a scholar rather than a lord. Though his appearance is that of a folktale's sorcerous overlord, he is actually a rather charming and well spoken man. He speaks in a similar fashion as yourself, and is one of the most beautiful speakers of the Yan tongue you have encountered. He would be a great match for Qian Xia, if he was not already wed.

However, a darkness reveals itself, in his expression and movements. Grief, guilt, fear. He has not eaten well, not by choice or hardship, but rather a lack of appetite. Is the tragedy the darkens his eyes the loss of his elder and younger brother? or is it some unspoken crime he was forced to commit.

You ponder this, as the now rosy cheeked lord struggles to pour you and Aruna more bark brewed wine, clearly unaccustomed to handling the bottle himself.

Aruna, notices this, and his culture's disdain for weak and undeserving rulers flashes across his face, but he restrains himself as you can hear Akanksha mocking Xue Liang's wife's obvious lack of intelligence in Vishnu.

But you do not scold the chieftain, nor do you allow your smile to fade or weaken as Xue Liang struggles to find the words for his proposal of renewed vassalage to the successor kingdom. However, the nervousness caused by the Vishnus' and your own presence and haze of drunkenness tangles his tongue as he speaks.

"Pace yourself, my gracious host. the Night has just begun after all. And their are more important matters to discuss than the rights and privledge to be given and taken away, and the offices deserved and relief to be delivered" You explain as the man sighes and nods, calming himself as he slouches in his chair, hand shaking out of fear you'll suddenly take hold of his neck and snap it with a clench of your hand.

"The Death of wayward kin!" Aruna says in shakily spoken yan, grinning behind his painted death's mask, new scars covered by fresh paint "Uh...Execution of thieves ...hrrm, breaking of the invading whelps uuh"

"You spoke well Aruna" Manu calls out, as he investigates the wisteria trees growing in the waterlogged gardens of the Xue "Your grasp of Yan has improved, though not quite as far as Kamakshi's or that coward Om's, but yours has become more eloquent than before unlike a certain feathered fiend's attempts at learning"

Akanksha makes a incredibly rude gesture towards Manu, sensing and understanding his insult, even if she doesn't fully understand the words spoken.
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>>4837753

"It is as my friend, Aruna the deathless" You say mirthfully, delighting in how uncomfortable the title makes the swamp lord "has said, we will begin with the betterment of Xue, and improvements of her lands, but driving away the onslaught of raiders and other opportunistic criminal forces"

"Oh, right to the heart of the matter then. A ruler should act decisively and efficiently, as the Journey states. No wasted energy or time. A good decision, considering we have little of the latter to spend" Xue Liang rambles, spilling his dark hued drink across his face as he tries to bring it to his lips with a shaking hand "I am of course, ready to offer as much assistance and expertise to the endeavor to remove the pox of these foreign invaders from the beautiful face of this land"

You smile a bit wider and nod.

"Oh there will be no need, though I am humbled and ever gracious for the offered help. Rather than seeing it as worthless, I have already devised a stratagem that will not require the Xue's aid. Though I shall have it known and recorded, that the incumbent lord Xue would have done anything up to marching to war himself to free his lands from the blight of its invaders" You say gently, kindly taking the drunk lord's glass from his hands as he nearly tips it over in setting it back down.

"I do not like that I cannot give even a token effort to free my own demesne from the predations of barbarians, nor give all of my wealth and power to see them cast out, but I shall bow to your greater experience. But allow this troubled lord but one concession" Xue Liang muses, swinging his arm through the air dramatically as he speaks "And tell him how you intend to see these devils chased away?"

You laugh and grin wickedly.

"The Vishnu, I have learned, like most war like people fear one thing above all else. A death outside of battle. They do not fight for riches or land, but rather glory and prestige" You explain as Manu nods somewhat shamefully, while Aruna listens and mouths the words, clearly testing himself to see if he remembers their meaning "So, I shall teach them that there is no glory to be won waging war upon the lands beneath my protection and upon MY people. And, the marshes of Xue shall be my instrument in this lesson. There will not be a single drop more of blood spilt upon you domain, I give my word in this promise. Soon, you shall see the effectiveness of my strategy, and then we may speak of politics and social standing"

"Wonderful, wonderful" Xue Liang says, clapping his hands together lightly "I will spread the word to my court, that the giant has come to liberate us from our suffering"

"And may hope shine anew upon their lives because of it" You say with a solemn nod
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Anik was alone. He had come to these lands with seven brothers, eight sisters, eight cousins, eight uncles, eight nephews, eight nieces, eight peers, and eight strangers, alongside seven bands of soldiers of similar compositions.
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>>4837756

Now he was alone, in this green wet hell upon Shangrala's asshole.

First, the food and water stores were found spoiled or ransacked by scavenging beasts, and every source of water or meat that could be found had been sickened and poisoned. At first it seemed to be ill fortune alone, but then it became apparent the animals they hunted and clean water they needed was tampered with, like the bait to catch vermin. Seven were lost through the consumption of tainted game or water.

When starvation and illness had weakened his regiment, and they attempted to reconnect with the whole of their master's forces, the temporary roads and floating paths had been found scattered and burned away. Cut off from supplies, treatment or shameful retreat, Anik's commanding officer, his fearless uncle, led the lessened remains of his force to a nearby village to demand care and sustenance from.

Instead, he walked into a pit of spikes, and was drowned by the rushing flood waters of the swamp. Then came the killing winds, cutting apart the vanguard of the raiding force. Anik was ashamed that he was driven away alongside a handful of survivors, hoping to die fighting rather than being cut down like a rabid dog and be denied the glorious afterlife of his people, as many of his brothers and sisters were that day.

Then came the night devils, and one by one his kin and comrades were taken as they slept or wandered, having never seen the face of their killers nor looked them in the eye as their lives faded. Some stepped into traps, and wailed like newborns to be saved. But all who went to battle their hunters were found strangled besides the trapped, their blades having never left their sheaths.

Anik survived, because he was a coward and ran when the party of shameful killers came to him, chanting in his own tongue. He left his siblings to their fate, besides strangers and distant family members. And just the night before, he found the water logged remains of the war chiefs camp, and the man himself babbling about spirits born of the fog, of sorcerers emerging from the mire.

It was...a mercy killing, the warrior decided, clutching the symbol of his fallen commander's office close to his heart, that drummed as furiously as a war drum's call to charge. Anik, needed to survive and that lunatic would've only slowed him down and died anyways.

Yes...yes, there was no glory or sense in remaining in the lands of the fox's slave any longer. He had to leave, to return home, lest he be damned to the same hell as his fellows, to linger and rot upon earth, their souls trapped in the mud that has become their graves. Yes...yes, his king would forgive him or at least allow him a warriors death! others had to be warned, be warned of the devilry in the swamps, of the terrors! of the hunters haunting the fog! of the traitors who march alongside the Deva who leads their pack! The noble blades of the Vishnu must be kept from returning to such a hell.
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>>4837761

They must be warned of the golden eyes! of his spite and anger, of the fate that awaits those who intrude upon his territory, yes...yes yes!

Anik howled with mad laughter as the land beneath his bleeding feet dried and harden. Home! Home! Home was near, he had escaped!
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You watched the last of the raiders stumble for the border, the last of the handful you have spared and kept alive from the harsh conditions of the swamp. So whatever master holds their leashes may learn the lesson you've taught, that there is no glory to be won here. To leave your people alone, less they die an ignominious depth in the belly of the serpent.

Satisfied, you turn away from the scene and march back towards the Xue's palace at a steady pace.

"What a sorry fate" Rudra snarls, spitting on the ground as he follows behind you "To be denied glory in death, and given madness alone. What a wretch that man has become"

"They earned such cruel punishment for attacking those who could not defend themselves" Kamakshi notes, walking gracefully at your side "Our cousins have forgotten their way"

"Yes...not anything like our accounts, something has changed in the homeland, and for the worse. those warriors had no honor"Manu snarls furiously

"Sold their souls, sold their souls, now they've become weak and dumb" Akanksha sings spitefully "Not even worthy sport! worthless all of them!"

"Tch, Mighty Lieren, you should follow them and take their lands for your own, they clearly have become complacent and decadent in recent years to fall so low" Aruna says bluntly, still watching the lonesome warrior crawl away from the Xue's land "At least punish the king who'd debase his blood to commit such cowardly deeds"

"You should know Lieren well enough to know he doesn't desire war" Kanzeon mutters through the radio at your hip, at a frequency only your ears can hear "are you truly the children of my sister? what has happened to make you so?"


What shall you do now, Lieren?
>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
>Tell the Vishnu chiefs you are traveling to the lands of the Luo and Huang, to end their troubles and that one of them is to send word of your location to the capital
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again
>Move onto the next stage of your plan in revitalizing the kingdom
>Write in
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>>4837768
>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people.
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again
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>>4837768
>>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
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>>4837768
>Stay in the marshes, help the snake
>Muse on the nature, tame the lions

I'm not entirely sure how much I trust a kinslayer. But after the snake is set, the lions are next.
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>>4837823
Remember, fair Qian Xia, one of Lieren's earliest allies, "dealt" with her monster of a father and abominations of brothers to become the head of her household and family.
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>>4837832
Qian Xia was abused and mistreated as I recall by said family members, meanwhile this craven cur had his father murdered out of fear of facing us. Retribution vs self centered cowardice that would make him at best a fairweather friend.

That being said, if he is as skillful and useful as the spider as is alluded then I'm not sure we should trust them overmuch but they will still be of use.
the main difference between the spider and the snake is how likely one is to bite us.
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>>4837845
Wise words. I might actually steal that line you used, cause its pretty good.
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>>4837851
Consider it a gift in exchange for the several multitudes gifted in turn.
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>>4837768
>>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
Then
>>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again
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>>4837768
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again
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>>4837768
>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again.
>Begin campaigning for one of the other potential canditates, so you may avoid the fate of Xue Liang, of a scholar and administrator being forced into the trappings of a lord.
>>Exalt the virtues of your friend Jinhai, and your follower Dayiu, they have the potential to be wise rulers and create a greate dynasty.
Marshes have a wealth of resources should someone learn how to properly extract them, this place may become prosperous yet.
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>>4837909
+1
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>>4837768
>Stay in the marshes, help the snake
>Muse on the nature, tame the lions
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>>4837768

>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again
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>>4837768
>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
>>Begin campaigning for one of the other potential canditates, so you may avoid the fate of Xue Liang, of a scholar and administrator being forced into the trappings of a lord.
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>>4837909
That's a good point. Put Liang to work helping us to campaign for Daiyu and/or Jinhai.

Immediate aid, plus WE CAN AVOID BEING MADE KING! Lets support the shit out of this
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>>4837909
Actually, I will remove the muse about cultural degration part, so that the campaign option has a higher chance to win.
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>>4837992
+1
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>>4837768
>>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
>Move onto the next stage of your plan in revitalizing the kingdom
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>>4836282
Excellent. Simply Excellent.


>>4837768
>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people.
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again


Reassure Aruna, that we have no intentions of leaving tyrants standing. Still Yang needs to recover, centuries of ill rule and the rebellion have brought it to the knees. So wars have to wait. With a new Yang, all of Shangrila could be free.


Trivial question, do Lieren and Kazeon talk at night? More seriously though, what where the colors and symbol of the Shen ? If i can ask. Thank you eitherway
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>>4837538
>https://artistsnclients.com/people/Jezart
Gonna do it for Kolinasi myself. maybe a family portrait as well.
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>>4838064
Oh I'm hyped to see someone's else vision on how to draw our boy, maybe now I'll know the canon look for him and the tats
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>>4837768
>Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people
>Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again
>Move onto the next stage of your plan in revitalizing the kingdom
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>>4838234
This. Mega Prosperity is essential.
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>when ever someone is unvirtuous in Lieren's presence.
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And take this meme for god luck.
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Thought this might be appropriate
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>>4837823
I'm going to remove both of these so >>4838008 is my only vote.

Because we really really really should get this ball rolling and as it is, there needs about 3 more people to vote for it.
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>>4841019
We need someone to support while posting a picture.
For some reason when an anon writes an write-in or vote with one, they get more support.
I have no idea why.
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>>4841069
More immediately eye catching, Lets see


>OI OI, WE SHOULD GET THE PROPAGANDA ABOUT ANOTHER KING ROLLING EARLY ON SO IT HAS THE MOST TRACTION COME TIME TO VOTE
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>>4837909
>>4838008

Supporting, since you need more votes. Sorry I tend to lurk more.
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>>4838363
>>4841083
>>4837909
I am switching to this. I want us to be the only primarch who actively made the choice to not be a ruler and it worked.
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>>4841085
>>4841116
Holy shit it worked.

Anyway, that's 2 more making about 5 people, which with the maximum vote being about 12 I think? Means we need 1 more vote to get it in, or 2 to be certain.
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My vote is also cast for the above vote.
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>>4841083
I feel an indescribable urge to support, so I shall.
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>>4841083
+1 to us not being king
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>>4841150
Support has more than doubled since you made that post.
Is this the power of images? Have we cracked the codes for /qst/?
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>>4841083

+1 lol
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Fuck kingship!
Fuck being emperor!
Fuck being the ruler!

Human beings should rule themselves, we were put upon this world to simply help them be the very best that they can be!
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>>4841312
I support the no gods no kings route.
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Hey art anon, as I was sorting the symbols you drew to make something, I noticed and error.
You called the Yan dynasty the Yang. Now I don't know chinese, so I'm not sure if the rune says Yang or Yan, so I wanted a confirmation.
Here's the image so you don't have to search your PC for it.
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>>4841587
this fanfic thread is getting to the point that people care about it almost as much as the actual lore. can't have nay inconsistencies.
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>>4841633
It's beautiful.

>>4841256
My emperor. . . We are now seeing with kind golden eyes.
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Calling the vote now. sorry for the wait.

Stay in the Xue marshes, to aid in the construction of the Giant's road and with Xue Liang, work out the trade routes and industry that shall uplift his people:12

Muse upon the nature of societies and cultures and their inescapable fading, before preparing to travel to the Kang lands, to tame the lions once again: 8

Begin campaigning for one of the other potential candidates, so you may avoid the fate of Xue Liang, of a scholar and administrator being forced into the trappings of a lord:11
-Exalt the virtues of your friend Jinhai, and your follower Dayiu, they have the potential to be wise rulers and create a greate dynasty.: 5

Move onto the next stage of your plan in revitalizing the kingdom:2

Total votes:19

So while Lieren stays to uplift the Xue Marshes and aid in the construction of the giant's road, whilst also planning trade routes and key locations to set up industrial plants and facilities

He shall begin campaigning for one of the other potential royal candidates so as to attempt to avoid kingship himself.

Who it'll be he praises and exalts, will be decided on the upcoming vote. But Jinhai and Daiyu will be among the options.

Writing now

>>4838057
Probably?

The Shen's symbol is a bat on Celadon with coral accents.

>>4838430
>>4838435
>>4838566
Kek
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>>4841633
Not really for autism reasons, i just wanted to put them as a war banner, like the ones that the Qinq set up, and didn't want to have to redo all the work of putting a new word around them.
But now I have run into the problem that most of the symbols are made with a variation of two colours, or tree but two of them are very close, so I don't have an option for a border.
Guess the regiments won't have the fancy banners I wanted to give them.
Here's an attempt for the Dai.
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>>4841864
Well, right after posting that i had an idea on how to use the colour that art anon left at the side of the thing while still making them distinct.
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>>4841881
One last variation.
Please let me know what looks the best, or if anyone has an idea, I really want to make it work.
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>>4841893
Oh, and I was taking inspiration from the Qinq's eight banners on how to make them, here's one in case it helps anyone with ideas.
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>>4841901
Nevermind, it seems just alternating the two main colours makes it look good enough.
Sometimes simple is better
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>>4841803
Will we be moving onto the Lions after? Or was this a "options not compatable" sort of deal?
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>>4836282
I'm fucking mad I need to wait for an account to be mad for me to buy art or order it from these people or even message them.
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>>4841962
Oh nice catch! seems I miscounted the number of votes there. Whoops. Should triple checked my count their. My bad, my bad. But good eyes catching that mistake

On a recount, it seems that option got 10 vote actually

So I will add it to the update as it was my mistake, and Lieren will head to the Kang lands right after he begins the campaign of propaganda to shift the vote away from himself
>>4838064
That'd be cool

>>4841864
>>4841881
>>4841893
>>4841923
I like all of these honestly, though the last is my favorite
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>>4841993
Yeah, the last one looks the best. I'm already doing one for every symbol art anon made, except our panther.
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However, solving the border crisis and problem with raiders is merely the first step in revitalizing and uplifting the Xue marshlands from an oft forgotten and ridiculed state, to the industrial powerhouse it could very easily become with careful cultivation and allotment of its natural resources. With the proper planning the Xue lands could become as wealth as the Gao themselves once were with ease and with toil easily surpass the twin dragon's once storied wealth. Not that such things matter, however merely leaving the march of industries progress to others who may not concern themselves with the years ahead nor have eyes to see the devastating effects of industrial wastes and pollutions before they taint the Xue marshes' natural splendor.

It would be a tragedy to see the great lakes and rivers of these lands darkened with chemicals and oils, or the bogs drained to construct housing for the work force. In fact, much of the Xue's unknown wealth of resources would be left entirely untouched if the administration of its improvement and industrialization was left to the less knowledgeable and wise. And the future prosperity of this region depends upon the efficient exploitation of those hidden materials. Only once the proper facilities have been built, and the locations containing Shangrala's great bounty have had the faculties for the proper extraction of said resources, which are many and varied indeed, can you even begin to think of concerning yourself with other affairs.

By your calculations if all goes according to plan without any grievous obstacles or deadlocks met upon the road to make these poverty stricken marches not only prosperous, but rich by the hand of industry, the preparations and foundation for the effort should be complete by early winter and can be then thus handed off to other, equally competent hands.

"What are you writing by the fire light? Another piece of that Journey of yours, a lesson taught perhaps by great Rudra!" Rudra asks, as you turn your mind away from your designs for the lands around you, and your eyes from the detailed map you have kept in your brief travels through the Xue Marshlands. Having already mapped the most productive and efficient path to construct the road, as well as marking the locations containing the majority of the marsh's wealth, you had just begun plotting the future construction of cities and industrial villages along the road, to further populate the land and increase its workforce without burying its wealth of resources beneath their feet.

Why, taking from the native stilt house, it would even be possible with the proper materials, to build houses directly atop of lakes without greatly disturbing the ecosystems below.

"Ah, no, I am just imagining what this wetland may one day become,with the proper guidance.So many look upon its deep fens and treacherous bogs and see naught but peril.While I have the eyes to see the jade that can be found beneath its inhospitable surface" You say
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>>4842088

Rudra with his hair styled like a rooster's comb tilts his head and shakes his half emptied calabash of clean water. Besides Manu, the two of you are the only ones of the retribution force to still be active so late into the night. The fire's light shifts and dances between you, casting exaggerated caricatures of your bodies across drooping tree line in shadows and gloom.

You had turned your hand over, so its palms would face the heavens, with two finger pointed towards the proud Vishnu Warrior, who pondered your words and their meaning. As he thought, you turned your hand closer to light, reflecting upon the injury it once bore.

The skin and flesh of its palm and fingers had healed well, despite being entirely degloved in your battle against Huli Jing, there is no scar tissue present. If you did not know your body's capabilities as well as you did, it'd be somewhat unsettling to recover from a wound so easily.

But it is just one of the many blessings you have over the normal man, a reminder that despite your love and kinship with them, you are not only a different breed but purposeful made for a purpose. One you have seemingly outgrown, at least on an emotional level.

Thankfully, Boisterous Rudra draws your attention from your self reflection before it turned down a darker, gloomier path, with a laugh and loud smack of his drinking gourd. Water sprays, as the warrior slams the hollowed out Calabash against the ground harshly, nearly cracking it as its precious payload sprinkled across the fire and cleared grounds of the campsite.

"Haah, how amusing, This hellish place reminds me of my home, yet you can see the good it can bring to others. Marvelous. I'd almost think it was some kind of magical intuition that alerts you to such secrets, hidden beneath black dirt and sucking mud" Rudra howls with laughter, disturbing Manu in his study as he reveals his teeth in a wide, merry grin. Like most of his kinsmen, his teeth have been sharpened to razor points

"Though" He says, wiping his hand over his standing strip of red painted hair "I would not think to name you sorcerer! With all you have accomplished by strength of arms and cunning alone, it'd be an insult I could only pay for with me life and if you would not take it, I am sure the little chief would herself"

"Akanksha is the wildest among the chiefs of your tribe, despite her lesser stature. Most girls her age among my people are more concerned with their etiquette or.." You say, pausing as you realize that Akanksha also seeks to attract the gaze of a suitor, just in a much more bold and shameless manner "maintaining their beauty, rather than slaying their enemies and obtaining glory upon the field of battle "

"HAR! that is why the Yan are weak! Perhaps our blood will make your people as strong as you someday, great Lieren!" Rudra howls with laughter, slapping his knee "or perhaps your seed will, who can say. You are rather chaste for a warrior"
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>>4842091

"That is because by heart and nature, I am more of scholar or builder, than a killer" You answer, turning your eyes back to the map as you continue making additions to it, altering the placement of areas of interest and importance to more suitable locals with a single stroke of your brush

"Yet death follows you more closely than any, even Aruna, who wear its mark upon his face at all times and was born to a dead mother" Rudra says, with unusual solemnity consider his otherwise wild and untamed nature

You turn your gaze up to him, to see him still grinning.

"One cannot deny their nature forever, lest they drive themselves to madness" He says, shrugging his shoulders "Your talents would be wasted behind a desk"

That was strangely wise to hear spoken by one as hotblooded and battle minded as Rudra. It will certainly give you something to think about as the night passes to dawn, to ponder and reflect upon. Perhaps in his simple words, a revelation can be found
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Xue Liang was befuddled and utterly confused. He had expected Lieren to linger in his domain for sometime, to oversee the construction of the road and the fortifications that came with it. But he had not expected the giant to map the treacherous landscape of his home in its entirety, and he had certainly not anticipated learning that according to the giant and that assistant who refused to introduce himself, that his family had for generations lay atop such wealth that would make jade seem like dirt. At least according to the giant's own words.

He didn't know many of the terms or materials he pointed out upon the map, and those he recognized he thought of as entirely worthless. Clearly he would need to devout time to researching this new found bounty beneath the mud and waters of his land. Though, while that was exciting, what was more pleasing and thrilling to him, were the inventions and devices the giant had brought from the capital, Dai and Gao regions! constructions of his own design that seemed to his eyes to be treasures of the heavens himself.

He had thought he had cursed himself with bad Karma forever more with the assassination of his father, but it'd seem as though the courts were rewarding him for the same treachery.

"Don't touch" The assistant said, gently pulling his wife's hand, who he now knew was named Huian, away from the brilliantly glowing bulb of light shimmering before their eyes "it becomes quite hot and could easily scald your delicate fingers"

"Oh" His wife said, eyes still wide and filled with stars

"So this is the electricity you spoke to me of last night? And it can be powered by the wind, water, heat or light? A treasure worth of kings alone, yet you intend to gift it to every household, alongside these other wonderous tools you have created?" Xue Laing asks giddily, as he began to fiddle with the automatic fan, and nearly yelped as it suddenly began to assault him with gales of wind
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>>4842094

For a moment, the lord could have sword he heard the giant chuckle, before with a tap of his finger, he calmed the rampaging machine attempting to blow Xue Liang away.

"Alongside many other gifts, I have plans for a railway after all, and with the proper flooding and draining much of the Xue region would be well suited as farmland, alongside the future industries already in the process of being built alongside the road's further roots" Lieren explained, a twinge of amusement pervading his words "But concerning your question, yes, though these devices are not of my own design, a wise friend of mine has seen fit to bring them to the wider world"

"Such treasures existed upon Shangrala already?" Xue Liang asked as the Giant smirked proudly, watching him as he inspected yet another strange machine, formed of cogs and threads of copper and gold. And behold! it could move on its own! what was the purpose of such a device? Cracking nuts? Moving another machine? Manufacturing? It couldn't possibly be a torture device, after all.

"Careful" The assistant warned, moving the lords hand away from the machine "It is a delicate machine"

Xue Liang pulled his hand back, suddenly fearful of breaking the miraculous device.

"In a manner of speaking, yes they did" Lieren answered, grabbing the device carefully "And this is a component for many more advance machines, including the water purification system I mentioned earlier. Which should allow your people the luxury of running water without risking infection by waterborne illness"

"And you'd spread all of these wonders, without asking for a single thing in return? Truly you shall prove to be a better king than Weizha" Xue Liang laughed, moving to pour himself the days first glass of bark brandy. The silence was deafening, the temperature in the room dropped by several degrees as Lieren became stone faced for a moment.

The fear of death crawled over Xue Liang's back as he looked up, and saw the Giant smile softly yet deviously, like a lion prowling after its prey.

"Oh the majority of the populace won't have to repay this great generosity, but you Xue Liang owe me a great debt for both saving your land and allowing you to continue to rule it" Lieren spoke cordially, yet his words drove into Lord Xue's heart like a viper's fang. He interlocked his fingers and folded his hands together as he leaned closer, lips pulled back to reveal his teeth in a predatory smile.
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"You see, Xue Liang, I have no desire to rule or be named king. In fact the entire concept greatly disgusts me, even though I would accept the position if no other worthy candidates made themselves known" You explain bluntly as Xue Liang's heart begins to beat again, the color returning to the marshlord's face as you speak and he realizes you do not intend to kill him or render him nothing more than a servant.

Unfolding your hands, you press them upon the table and stand to your full height.
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>>4842098

"So in exchange for my mercy and generosity, though freely given, I would like to make the audacious request of you lending your aid in allowing these more able and willing contenders for the throne to take the crown instead, so I will not be forced to bear its weight and responsibilities. After all, I am no leader of men, I am a simple farmer and hunter blessed with great intellect and a strong body, nothing more" You say with a tone like a passing spring breeze or summer rain "I would better serve the country and her people, free of such shackles and duty. And you, will aid in this endeavor, as to shall the Kang, and the Luo and the Huang. For the people of my homeland and Dai have made their will known, as will the people of the Mao province"

Turning from the table, you move to leave the room as you speak, pausing to admire the work already beginning upon the Xue Palace.

"The Yin and Yan people, still seething from the sting of betrayal, will vote for whoever they are led to believe will prevent similar unjust abuse and exploitation, and as such will be much easier to sway" You explain as Xue Liang stares at you, a man like him who is so concerned with his own influence and power is simply unable to comprehend that one would so freely and willingly give up the change. The truly ambitious can never hope to known contentment. Sleep alludes the greedy merchant, while the simple laborer rests well at night.

"I shall soon take my leave for the plains of the Kang, and I trust you will carry out my will here and not interfere with the vote nor the constructions taking place across the countryside" You continue on sternly

"W...who do you intend to give the throne to then, oh must generous and humble Lieren?" Xue Liang manages to sputter after a few wordless gasps and wheezes

You smile and turn to face him again, arms hidden away in the sleeves of your robe.

With a dramatic lashing of your arm, you speak their name.
>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler
>Daiyu, the daughter of Liwei. Her conviction and bravery will serve her well in the royal court. She will not be cowed nor shy away from her duties out of fear. Her Will and sense of duty will make her an excellent ruler.
>Cao Yunru. The benevolent scholar. His wisdom and knowledge will aid the kingdom greatly. A philosopher and scientist at heart, he will lead the kingdom into the new dawn. His intellect and compassion will make him an Excellent ruler
>Feng. Your brother. With his sense of pride broken down by the rigors of war, all that remains is a man of humble yet unshakeable convictions. Of common stock yet great achievements, he will bridge the gap of the classes and make an excellent ruler
>Someone else? (write in?)
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>>4842101
>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler
>Daiyu, the daughter of Liwei. Her conviction and bravery will serve her well in the royal court. She will not be cowed nor shy away from her duties out of fear. Her Will and sense of duty will make her an excellent ruler.
Malal please, they are a package.
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>>4842101
>>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler

>>4842121
Don't you see, if he becomes king he will have the standing to ask her to marry him.
Its a damn love story.
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>>4842101
>Jinhai

A lord of war, and a talent that defies the heavens. And with his new position, can ask for Gao Daiyu's hand
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>>4842126
>>4842132
That's true, but should we push him to marry before taking the throne or after?
Lieren must take his place as the greatest wingman Shangrala shall ever see one way or the other.
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>>4842141
After. You can't just "Marry" into the nobility without reprecussions. And the king marrying the lady of Gao gives him more legitimacy.
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>>4842101
>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler

>Set him up with Daiyu too merry.
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>>4842101
>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler
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>Jinhai
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>>4842101
>Feng. Your brother. With his sense of pride broken down by the rigors of war, all that remains is a man of humble yet unshakeable convictions. Of common stock yet great achievements, he will bridge the gap of the classes and make an excellent ruler
While I feel like Jinhai would make a great King, I think his talents are wasted on the courts.
He's a prodigious fighter and tactician, so it makes more sense to have him on the field than keeping him on the throne.
Feng on the other hand, would be emblematic of our ideals and intentions as a King.
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>>4842101
>Feng. Your brother. With his sense of pride broken down by the rigors of war, all that remains is a man of humble yet unshakeable convictions. Of common stock yet great achievements, he will bridge the gap of the classes and make an excellent ruler
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So I've ended up with 4 variations of Gao's banners, and i can't choose one.
Anyone has any opinions?
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>>4842274
A preference, not options.
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>>4842274
Bottom right, I don't like the flintlocks of top right.
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>>4842274
I also got 2 flavors of carp.
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>>4842101
>>Feng. Your brother. With his sense of pride broken down by the rigors of war, all that remains is a man of humble yet unshakeable convictions. Of common stock yet great achievements, he will bridge the gap of the classes and make an excellent ruler
Jinhai and Daiyu will develop an Ego with this kind of rise in power, similar to Dandan and the rockets. Feng has already been humbled
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>>4842398
And here's the combinations of the 2.
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>>4842101
>>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler
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>>4841587
Errors will happen.
Tommorow i will post something too.

>>4841803
Thanks for the Shen info much appreciated.

>>4841864
>>4841881
>>4841893
>>4841923
>>4842274
>>4842423
Nice variants. Jinhai has spear and carp. I was considering to making a new complete version of his image. Maybe next week.
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>>4841587
If i remember correctly is Yang. I think Yan is written with another symbol.
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>>4842499
Oh well, I already made the banner for the Yan.
Atleast this is warhammer 40k, if high gothic can be mispelled latin, shangrala can be broken chinese.
>>4842493
Thanks my dude.
I decided to make the banner armies because you said that you thought of the symbols being for different regiments for the guards.
I think I have chosen the variants I want, dropping the banner armies in a bit
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>>4842101
>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler

And then he will marry Daiyu and they'll have a heir with a gentle, understanding character, an incredible intellect, a great sense of duty and an adamantium will (all of this qualities seen in Jinhai and Dayiu by the self-improvement Primarch with truth-vision). So basically, Chinese Macarius that will have a line of everincreasing Chinese Macariuses.
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>>4842417
That's kinda false tho, and can mislead others so I'll explain why, sorry for the wall of text: Lieren has admited that Jinhai is one of the few people that undertands him and the Journey, if not trutly, at least to a degree that he feels confortable with. Jinhai will NEVER do something that can even remotely go against what Lieren has thought him, because he is smart enough to realice that Lieren is hyperintelligent and benevolent to the extreme and wants the besto for humans, which has led him to be one of our most loyal follower aside of the Brothers of Panthers.
Dayiu is another story, she is young, a woman in not!chinese society, and is also a noble of a very dishonored house. She WILL get an ego boost, then she will be reminded by both her incredibly perceptive and smart husband, by the dozens of heroic units surrounding her and by Lieren, that as leader, she is meant to serve the people of Shangrala and any benefit she gets due to that position is only to ensure that she is the best she can be for the longest time possible, so she does the best work possible as a result, not because she is better that anyone.
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>>4842541
In the Benevolence in Azure and Plum Wings, there is a tradition to name and paint in honour of the great houses and dynasties of the planet, even those that fought against Lieren's revolution, including those that were extinguished, as to follow the precept of the Journey to respect the person that your could have been.
This so called Banner Armies are a staple among the various expeditions in the Imperial Army, for they consist of the majority of the forces that the Benevolent Wings send to the various frontiers and warzones of the Imperium.
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>>4842807
Well fuck, some key words are missing.
Name and paint regiments.
That your foe could have been.
Basically the main organised force of the PDF/Guard/Auxilia stays behind on Shangrala's system/sector to defend, patrol and keep up the prosperity, while these guys are the ones that go out fight around the Imperium/reinforce our legion.
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>>4842101
WHO IS THE ASSISTANT MALAL!

guys? Have we ever considered asking our friend for THEIR permission if they would like to be the next ruler?
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>>4842938
With our luck, his name is gonna be "Chen".
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>>4842101
>jinhai

I love Feng, that is why I trust him to rule and care for Nothing when our father passes away
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>>4842417
Yeah that's complete horse shit about Jinhai. He's as brilliant and understanding as Lieren and we should have every confidence in him.
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>>4842101
>Feng. Your brother. With his sense of pride broken down by the rigors of war, all that remains is a man of humble yet unshakeable convictions. Of common stock yet great achievements, he will bridge the gap of the classes and make an excellent ruler
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>>4842101
>>Jinhai, your humble guard. He has a gentle, understanding character and can see the world from angles and views that others cannot imagine. His open and understanding mind will make him an excellent ruler
>>Daiyu, the daughter of Liwei. Her conviction and bravery will serve her well in the royal court. She will not be cowed nor shy away from her duties out of fear. Her Will and sense of duty will make her an excellent ruler.
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Would any of the candidates be allowed to decline the choice of becoming a ruler, will we force then to become the next ruler?
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Zhou, masters of trade.


>>4842541
Yeah good idea.


>>4842541
Well they can be for them, this would be the regiments taking the banners of the noble houses of the land. Or of Jinhai for example.

>>4842807
Look pretty good, well done.

>>4842814
No matter, a few errors are ok
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The Qian, the famous house of Lady Qian Xia . The "Scarlet spider", highly competent politician and viper under the flowers of the old tyrant of Gao, now a loyal ally. Excell in spycraft and diplomacy
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The house of the black general and unbroken thunders howl, Yin Lei. Famous for their martial abilities, especially tactics.
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The southern Yin, cousins of the ones in the Gao lands. They are rich, powerful and where the most connected with the old Yan kings. They too are famous for their martial abilities, even if they prefer combat in contrast to their cousins.
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The Shen, in all of the great province of Gao, their lands are the most fertile and they where rightfully so the supplier of most of the Gao tyrants armies rations.
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So i have attempt to make a map of the Yan Kingdom. It s based in part of what i have read through all the quest and what Malal has said in this posts here.
>>4830508
>>4830514
>>4830556


Thats all, hope you guys liked this pictures.
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>>4843668
Fantastic man. Fantastic.
Though the black general has a personal heraldry rather than making it his house, as I recall.
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>>4843766
you are right my bad, well the banner has it s name at least. So it all works out,
And thanks,
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>>4843647
>>4843650
>>4843654
>>4843658
>>4843662
Excellent work as always anon.
Guess I have to make more banner armies now.
>>4843668
Nice.
It just need a lake right next to Dai, to draw an small desert around Cui, a lake near Dai and a mounatin range to the Tao.
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>>4843826
Hehehe yep more banners to do
thk

I could add them. It shouldn t be something too long to do.
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>>4843826
Fuck I repeated a lake near Dai twice instaed of saying a swamp around Dragon's end.
>>4843851
Hey art anon, could you make one of those symbols for the Benelovence in Azure and Plum wings too? A simple azure pair of winds on a plum background should be enough.
If not the white and gold qirin of the north Yin would be rad.

I wonder if the Vishnu kings will get the same treatment in the future, I might have to separate the banner armies among the different cultures in that case.
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>>4843826
and updated. i have put some grasslands in the cui wastelands for show Lieren working on them. Added two small lakes in the great plains as well.
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where would village of Nothing be located on the map?
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>>4843926
It's in the top left, between Shen and Tao, past the Toad Dragon swamp.
No wonder noone bothered with that place, it's too far away and insignificant compared to it's two rich neighbours.
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>>4843919
ah right that swamp, i will put that one too.

oh right they had the qurin. I was wondering if i had miss something again. sure.
In regard to the Benelovence in Azure and Plum wings symbol, i have some ideas in mind but it needs more time. In a few days probably.

I was planning to change things for the Vishnu regions and symbols, i need to see how though. That will take more time than all the rest probably.
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>>4843599
I'll answer you with one word: Lieren.
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>>4843919
swamp added.
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Calling the vote now.

Jinhai: 10

Daiyu:2

Feng:4

So, Lieren will push for Jinhai's victory and ascension to royalty. Trusting open mind and understanding nature will be the cloth of which a great king is cut from.

Writing now

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>>4842423
Nice work. The Jinhai Daiyu banners are especially stylish

>>4842807
Now this is a treat. I like how the colors look on imperial guard uniforms. Would make for a varied army. Also like the write up

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>>4843662
Great work as always, always like to see the banners realized. really Appreciate the work that goes into these. Favourites out of this batch are Qian and Yin Lei's. Qian for the elegance and Yin Lei's for reflecting how imposing the banner would be upon the field of battle. It really has a threatening aura to it.

>>4843668
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>>4844068

Incredible! Looks better than anything I could draw up, that's for sure

>>4842758
Just wanted to say, nice explanation

>>4842938
It is a mystery to everyone.
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>>4844091
thanks
Do you think the map is ok like this ?
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Now I'm wondering what the "realistic" rewrite of Jinhai is going to be.
The fantastic is that he is a magical carp man that we fished up and considered one of our closest friends and companions.
The real is that he was a guard that picked our interested, someone we saw virtue in, and a commoner that will become king and marry the redhead daughter of his old master.
I'm betting that the rewrite scribe is going to say he was an bastard of the Cui Fu line just because they both have carps as symbols.
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>>4844104
The post of Malal
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>>4844068
That's perfect anon, can't remember anything else that would need to be added.
Maybe the road?
>>4843946
Well, I'm curious on what you will come up for our boys in blue and plum, I'm certain it will be excellent as always.
Anyway, Here's the new Banner Armies, left a hole for the Northern Yin too.
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"Why, he is one of my dearest companions and one of the few men I can confidently name as a kindred spirit to myself" You explain joyously as Xue Liang visibly scours his mind of all your know associates and which among them would best fit the description so briefly given.

Stepping closer as the poet turned ambitious lord plucks at his scraggly, recently grown beard to hurry his thoughts and find the answer he seeks so he may impress you with the depth of his knowledge and understanding.

"And I do not intend to give them the throne, it is the people who shall name them king, I only wish to...shift their perception of who is most deserving of the responsibilities and duties entailed in rulership" You explain as Xue Liang nods to show he acknowledges and understands your words, casting his eyes downwards as he continues to struggle through his memories to find which of your allies you speak of "for while many see me as the ideal leader, they fail to comprehend that being led by a man great by his birth will only weaken the kingdom, while a man made great through his own actions and learning will build a strong foundation upon which his descendants may rule if they remain worthy of the mantle of royalty"

"Do you perhaps speak of Yin Lei? The black general? A man is held in high regard by even his most fiercesome enemies, and respected by every man who thought to name themselves his rivals? A veteran of battlefields of the war and courts would be an excellent choice, I've met the man in my youth and believe his astere character would be most befitting of a king" Xue Liang says, tapping his disgustingly overgrown nails upon his chin as he believes he has found the answer to the riddle unspoken.

"Wrong. Yin Lei is many things, he knows the duty afforded to be his station and rank, he understands the weight of every action he makes. But he would not be a good king. A darkness, hidden well, resides within his heart. Born of the grief and sorrow of a father forced to watch scores of his sons meet their ends upon the field of battle" You explain, freeing a hand from your sleeve to motion it towards the garden in a ponderously slow wave "Fed by the rage of a good man, of moral character and excellence, forced by his betters to commit unnamable atrocities and bear witness to unmentionable tragedies. Yin Lei, is a good man, a loyal man, a virtuous man, a honorable man. But I have seen the fury that burns in his chest. The words of my Journey has drowned his guilt and self hatred, but in turn it has made him zealous in upholding its virtues"

"Eh?" Xue Liang gasps, failing to grasp that Yin Lei could've changed so greatly from his brief meeting years before, that a new purpose in his life could have led him down a vastly different path than the one he walked before.

"He would not accept the crown, for he has become the bane of tyrants, real or imagined."
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>>4844318

"A lifetime of bearing his master's shame has blinded him to the boundaries between pragmatism and sheer cruelty. He upholds the Journey's teachings like other men have the words of gods. He is cunning, and wise. But he would make for a poor king indeed" You explain simply, moving to the wooden railing separating the palace from its gardens "And he knows this, a king must be flexible, not bound to dogma based upon the literal interpretation of philosophy. He'd sooner abolish the nobility with no regard for its consequence"

"If...if your judgement of The unbroken thunder's howl is true then" Xue Liang says, eliciting a howl of laughter from yourself

"It is, I've never been wrong in my observations of a man's character before, no matter who they may be" You say proudly, idly watching a flight of song birds vanishing towards the horizon

"Yes..yes of course, I was impudent to even suggest your eyes have been deceived before" Xue Liang says, stepping closer to your side as he speaks, never raising his gaze from the ground as he shuffles nearer "But I can imagine no other figure to bear so rightly your respect, than the black general. Certainly you do not speak of the disgraced Dai Niu? Or the wild hearted Lai Song? Who else would deserve such high praise as to be named your kindred by heart, Lieren?"

"Those three's fellow king of war! Jinhai! the youngest of their number, rising star of the rebellion, brilliant tactician and master of the unpredictable!" You shout, feeling insulted that a man whose army was brought to heel partially because of your friends efforts would be ignorant of his deeds and ability

Xue Liang turns his head slightly, tilting it at an angle like a confused pup as he processes the information gleamed from your sudden outburst.

"The...the common born general? The one who used to serve the slug Gao Liwei?" Xue Liang sputters, seemingly unable to believe your words "That is the Jinhai you refer? Head of your personal guard, Son of a...."

"Yesssss" You say, hissing through your teeth as you turn to the bumbling swamp lord and lean closer to him to force him to look into your eyes "That is the Jinhai I refer to. He understands me and my vision, my dream! As few others do. Many claim they perceive the world as if through my own eyes. But Jinhai, is one of the few that has the eyes to be able to. His mind is as open as the untouched plain, as pure and clear a mountain spring, and his heart is as gentle as a mother's touch"

Xue Liang bows his back, looking away as you continue to explain to him, why Jinhai would make for an excellent king if he were to accept the position. Which he most certainly would! as he has never shirked away from a responsibility given unto him before!

Smacking your now curled fist into the railing, you splinter it with ease as you turn your eyes upward and take a deep breath.
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>>4844321

"He views the world, with a care few do, he views details and meanings unseen by even my own eyes! He finds lessons in the lives of those around him, be they the greatest of men or humblest of beasts. The rain, the wind, the trees and even vermin have taught Jinhai lessons unknown to other men! He is possessed by a supreme understanding and contemplative nature!" You proclaim for even the heavens to hear, raising your voice so your words may carry on the wind for miles "Jinhai, is a rare genius, much like myself. But, unlike myself, his wisdom has been cultivated through the lessons of life alone! I was blessed with my intellect from birth! Jinhai earned his cunning, earned his talent and skill of arms. He would be a magnificent King, the first of a new virtuous dynasty. Not built upon the back of an unreachable hero! but raised to admire a man of such humble origins who had risen to his position by competency and excellency alone, not because he was..."

You pause, and look at the corded muscles bulging in your arms, far more dense and larger than any natural man's even if through some genetic oddity they neared your size. The skin that contained such unnatural muscle fibers, itself woven through science and sorcery to withstand blades and fire so intense they make stone weep like wask.

Sighing, you clench your hand and simply state.

"Blessed from birth with divine intellect and inhuman strength. I would be a poor king, because I am an unreachable pinnacle" You explain solemnly, speaking softly as the now thoroughly cowed Xue Liang nods in vicious approval

"I did not have eyes to see you wisdom! Forgive this brazen lord for his foolishness, I understand now that Jinhai would make for a great king even if his lineage is not noble or storied" The man squeaks, rubbing his hands together and wringing them nervously "I swear, upon the oath sworn by the shameful debt I owe, that I will devout all of my energy and resources to campaign for Jinhai's ascension to your thrown, as you have convinced me of his reliability and qualifications for the imperial office. As spring follows winter so to shall the Yan be succeeded by the..."

Xue Liang stops as he realizes a man of Jinhai's birth carries no family name alongside that given to him at birth.

Chuckling under his breath.

"Let him choose the name of his dynasty, should he be crowned" You say amusedly
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Dae-Hyun was subtly aware that he still drew breath. That he remained amongst the living. Cannon fire and the sizzling snarl of plasma alerted him to the world beyond himself. The hissing of melting ceramite , the popping of bubbling flesh, reminded him of the injury he sustained in the line of duty. One that should've been felling. His mind swam, struggling to cling still to consciousness as he fought to keep from slipping deeper into the darkness that had consumed him.
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>>4844327

Flashes of las fire soared over him, like so many falling stars. Breath crept from his scorched lungs as his body at last obeyed his mind's will to survive. He could taste his own blood, hearing the cracking of his reinforced bones snapping beneath the great heat that washed over him. One of his arms was missing, though he was only aware of its loss by the searing pain beneath his shoulder.

Shouts, inaudible and muffled by the din of massed cannon and bolter fire, drew the legion master's mind away from the temptations of soothing unconsciousness. Dae-Hyun became aware that his armor's helmet had been destroyed near completely, what remained of its auto senses malfunctioning. The Targeting reticles were frozen in place, its range finders filled his vision with nonsensical measurements and impossible coordinates. And most damming of all, the Tactical display was a field of static, hissing into his half deafened ears.

Another breath taken, another defiant shout against his death bolster his resolve to fight on and fulfill the mission given to him and his legion of brothers. He could feel the flesh and meat of half of his face dripping down his chest, splattering on the breastplate of his power, staining the raptor Imperialis upon it crimson. One of his eyes had been lost alongside half of his helmet. Plasma. That was had wounded him. Some barbarian scum's inherited weaponry, with enough juice left in it to fry an astartes through his armor.

Most of the enemy's forces had them. Some warlord of the pan pacific empire, who had the good fortune of ancestors who kept their armories intact and well maintained. Slowly, it all returned to Dae-Hyun.

He should be dead. The bolt of a plasma cannon had seared through his armor. He shouldn't be anything more than a pile of ashes and burning glass beneath the slag of his armor. No...no, someone had protected him, in the charge upon the enemy's fortified position. The 2nd legion had been called to crack their defenses.

A valiant charge...so why was he still alive? it should've been impossible. Then, his hearing returned, enough for him to hear the words shouted around him, over the din of battle.

"Protect the legion master!" A cry carried by a thousand voices belonging to Astarte and unmodified man alike.

Then he saw it. The melted remains of flak armor mingled with the boiling flesh of their wearers. Slate grey and dawn orange, crackling and smoldering as it fused with the concrete and rust beneath him. The regalia of the Creti Wardens, The Grave wardens as they named themselves. Soldiers recruited from the spire tombs that had offered their service and vassalage to the lord of mankind of their own free will. And there, piled around him. Vivid green and marble white, the uniform of the Seowl rangers, his own country men, torn to pieces like shattered dolls. Some were still alive, their dying breaths speaking a silent phrase.
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>>4844330
"Valorous and indomitable" . The words he had spoke during one of the 2nd's first and most glorious battles. The one that had shaped and hardened the brotherhood between them and the regiments that served beside them.

Rage. Rage. A rage hotter than terra's own sun burned inside of him, as he cried out in agony. Not of the body but heart. His brothers and sisters, throwing their lives away in exchange for his, struggling to save him from the enemy he faced. It burned. Shame, guilt, and uncontrollable rage.

Let, as he witnessed a girl of the Seowl rangers charge forward, eyes cold with a steel resolve. His rage calmed, replaced by an overwhelming pride so strong it would even smother the fury raging inside of him. She couldn't be much older than he was, when the emperor took him to become a member of the adeptus astartes. One of the first.

How could he...how could he lay here, feeling so helpless. When his comrades were giving everything for him. A shadow fell upon him, the war machine that held his would be killer. A misbegotten stain of barbarian filth, butchering his men, his family, his soldiers like they were animals. His monstrous vehicle, a ramshackle suit of armor pieced together of forgotten technology and Xenos machines. A whirling blade in one hand, and a plasma cannon in the other, the warlord turned to face the brave guardswoman standing between him and Dae-hyun. Tears fell from her cheeks upon the wind as the brute charged his cannon to obliterate where she stood, to end her courageous stand

A memory, a story he heard from one of the generals that shared his company when the unification campaign slowed. Aimo, he was called, a man who was born too early to become an Astarte but held the same courage. Of an ursine beast that once stalked the old forests of terra, one that would give its life to protect its cubs, fighting viciously and with fortitude that surpassed their bodies limits.

A bear.

His power fist was still operational. He tested it, making and unclenching a fist as he willed himself to stand.

Fighting against his weakened body and the injuries its born, the first legion master of the 2nd rose to his feet, his armor buckling and snapping before him. With a bellowed roar, he drew the monster born of man and machine's attention to him instead. And by sheer instinct, he shouted the battlecry taught to him by his friend Aimo, who had died when this battle began two weeks before.

"PERKELE!".

A visage of death stood before the techno barbarian. A man with half his skull showing, scarred and burned his own liquidized armor. An ancient curse left his tongue as he, against all logic and reason, charged forward as if he bore no injuries at all. The sheer audacity of his attack, stunned his foe, long enough for him to leap into the air.

And bring about his end with a single, solid punch. Warmachine and power fist broke against eachother, the weapon falling apart as it peeled away the barbarians protective shell
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>>4844331

And then Dae-Hyun was upon him, roaring and screaming like a beast gone feral.

He saw the terror in the withered form of his enemy, his clouded eyes clouded by the toxic glare of terra's star. Beneath Sol's rays, Dae-Hyun knelt and spoke.

"We are indomitable, through our bonds and brotherhood! You dare to besmirch my vision and insult my brothers and sisters! Treating them like mere chaff and refuse!? stare into my eyes, and see your death, dog. For you shall have no mercy from me or my legion" He hissed, Pummeling his shriveled foe with his remaining fist as he spoke to him. Each blow threatened to pulp his augmented skull

Before the woman of the rangers stood at his side, bayonet raised. His fellow Astartes stood behind her, combat knives drawn.

The warlord shrieked as the armies of the Imperium of the man, swarmed over him like an army of ants, joining the master of the second Legion in his brutal beating. Though his cybernetics foully extended his life, they could not endure the massed assault of thousands of fists.

The battle was won.
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"Like all things, Nations and societies will eventually fade away and be forgotten. Whether they are replaced by their descendants or supplanted by invaders. Cultures change, shift and die like living things, and are thus transient by nature. Even if they claim the same name and profess their descendance from bygone people, their values will have changed throughout the passing of the ages" You explain to the gathering of Guozhi's students as you ride for the Kang family's personal holdings, having sent messengers ahead to alert Daiyu and Jinhai of your coming.

"Thus, even civilization itself is temporary, for it will change hands between vastly different people even if it is not simply entirely forgotten as times change" You explain simply "Why, we may still call ourselves Yan, but we are different from the ourselves mere years prior! Such change can come swiftly or gradually. Though change should not be fear, much like stagnancy unrestrained change is to be avoided lest society is replaced by packs of mad men and lunatic trend setters!"

Laughing you turn your eyes towards the capital as Guozhi runs his hand through his beard

"I sense a great grudge hanging over the grounds of this palace, Elder Lieren" Guozhi says, still trying to make you the head of his psykerist sect.

"As I expected" You answer bluntly.
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>>4844333

How will you approach the Kang's demands?
>Arrange the prestigious marriage they seek, by giving them the privledge of approaching the new dynasty with such offers first and foremost.
>With Daiyu, negotiate the reparations they have also asked for, in the form of fertile lands and wealth to rebuild their broken army.
>Just kick down their gate and remind the Lions a Giant is not to be trifled with!
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui, and introduce them to Kanzeon. And to sweeten the deal, build a memorial at the site of their defeat.
>Write in
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>>4844215
I really like how the colors look on imperial guardsmen, its just so stylish
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>>4844339
>Promise to establish schools
>Offer the healing of Kang Yonguri [We can also take our beloved tortured follower with him]

The healing is an offer that cuts many ways, but should be one that we keep for extreme occasions until we can make it mass sustainable. But we should well remind the Kang, that we are benevolent to all who do not endanger others and to break peace with us will not be looked on favourably.
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>>4844350
I feel that these are fair enough terms, since they have 0 fucking bargaining power.
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>>4844339
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui, and introduce them to Kanzeon. And to sweeten the deal, build a memorial at the site of their defeat.
>Write in
Lieren will remain in the Kang lands for a while working and organizing, much like he did in the Xue, before returning to the capital.

An offer is also extended if they wish for one or some of their remaining scions to join us, so that they can enter in the army and know us better.
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>>4844349
And malal, teir lands are also pretty great already are they not? Reparations of land are just to help them recover quicker yes?
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>>4844350
+1 support
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>>4844339
this>>4844350
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>>4844339
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui, And to sweeten the deal, build a memorial at the site of their defeat.
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One thing I’ve been thinking about is what would happen if we channeled our psyker powers while crafting something.
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>>4844339
Backing this >>4844350
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>>4797136
half* consciously.
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>>4844339
>>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
I don't like the idea of introducing Kanzeon to too many people, too quickly.
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>>4844350
I'll support this one
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>>4844339
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>make a solemn vow to find a way to restore not only Kang Yangrui, but all those who were grievously injured during your revolution.
While my second option may seem similar to an existing one, the option provided seems exceedingly tactless and appears to have us making light of the damage we've wrought.
Going "Oh I can just fix that, it's no big deal" may as well be spitting in their faces given how much emotional and political turmoil Kang Yongrui's injuries have caused for his family.
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>>4844339
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui, and introduce them to Kanzeon, and take Feng and Luli with him.
>Promise that the crown will not set upon your brow, so the one how sugested that disohorable act shall not become their liege.
>Lieren will remain in the Kang lands for a while working and organizing, much like he did in the Xue, before returning to the capital.
>>4844349
It's all thanks to the generator and art anon.
I just wish it had more options for the guard, but oh well.
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>>4807033
I'm surprised this quest didn't grab an assload of Dynasty Warriors pics to begin with.
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>>4844339
>>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui, and introduce them to Kanzeon. And to sweeten the deal, build a memorial at the site of their defeat.
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>>4844339
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away, though you already planned to establish many schools, the Kang have a fear of becoming obsolete that is far greater than the spite they hold for their defeat
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui, and introduce them to Kanzeon. And to sweeten the deal, build a memorial at the site of their defeat.
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>>4836307
Lies, Bionicle is eternal.
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I'm just picturing Lieren's tought process and the Kang's, and it's Kek.

>Lieren: [I had a brilliant idea, what if I trick the Kang into believing that I will not take the throne because I feel ashamed of my treachery? It's actually a good and noble reason that all Shangrala will accept and learn from, it will give me back all face I could possibly require, and will also appease the Kang WHILE HELPING ME BAIL THE FU-ejem, train Jinhai as the proper ruler and then dedicate my life to do the things that humanity cannot due to their natural limitations].
>Lieren: ...And I will refuse the throne due to my leading part in the treachery of the Dai, to show that no member of our society is above justice and moral behaviour.
>The Kang: [HAHAHAHA, I KNEW IT, THE GIANT IS AFRAID OF OUR (author's note: nonexistent) MIGHT AND POWER, THE KANG WILL RAISE AS THE POWERHOUSE THAT WE ARE AND ALWAYS HAVE BEEN, AND ALL WILL PRAISE US FOR OUR GREATNESS AND OUR DEEDS OF TAMING THE OGRE AND MAKING HIM HUMBLE!!!]
>The Kang: Moar lands, give dick to Kang wuman, we best.
>Lieren: Let me tell you something, you little shit...
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>>4845379
Lmao that trickery was kinda of what I was going with for the write-in.
The Kangz really are the most special of the Yan noble clans.
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>>4845379
>Jinhai in the background: [I swear there is proverb about sleeping lions]

But yeah, that's a good point actually. I will support >>4844492 for "I'm not going to take the crown"
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>>4845389
Yeah, but the Kangz are a very specific kind of lion.
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>>4845398
I was more referencing "don't poke sleeping lions" with the amusing reference of Lieren being the sleeping lion that the "lions" of Kang are poking
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>>4844350
this
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>>4845405
Well fuck, I guess I'm dumb.
Delightfully ironic anon.
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>>4844350
Suppoer
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>>4845398
Rip
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>>4845398
The Kang pull what Angron's homeworld did and record in their tradition "The humbling of the Primarch" as a deed they profusely boast about in every official celebration.
Shangralan records depict the Kang as extremely prideful and deluded fools that tried to take on a Primarch and his Mega Armies with medieval equipment and tactics, then got tricked into an ambush that broke them for the rest of the war. Lieren felt bad because of the overkill and not only spared the guy that killed one of his best friends out of spite, but also healed his horrible injuries and offered an apologie to the Kang and a very good deal.

>Be Jinhai descendant.
>Kang Chen, the current patriarch of the Kang, just went on a very detailed exposition of their "overwelming moral victory" over Lieren.
>Literally everyone else is just cringing and playing along because the Primarch told them not to shoot.
>There is a Legion of fully armored and armed Space Marines hearing the bullshit, all of whom are frothing at the mouth, barely controlling nervous spasms that move their hands closer to their weapons. Holy fuck, the foam coming out of the mouth of a vishnu Desolator squad just corroded through the floor.
>Everything they say is recorded by the Grandmaster of the Ordo Redacticus, an order that tries to "Gleam the truth from
Shangralan "mithos" by using carefully recorded sources, like the Kang's archives"
>Motherfucker is smiling like he just got named Lord of Terra.
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>>4846427
Fuck, just reading that makes me wish that the Lieren would wait for the Kang to declare a victory tournament, just to show up blindfolded and both arms tied and woop all of their asses. Simutaneously.
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>>4844333
Bruh Dae-Hyun is a badass.
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>>4846496
Lieren will be nice and understanding until the Kang cross the line and start sabotaging his work due to stupid pride, then they are fucked and he punish them severely, if not outright remove their titles and disband them as a noble house.
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Sadly we're going to hit the stupid page limit again.
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>>4844339
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away
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>>4844339
>Just tell them you can heal Kang Yongrui
>Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Promise to establish schools of martial arts so their way of life does not fade away: 16

Offer the healing of Kang Yonguri: 14
-Heal Luli as well: 8
-Offer Feng healing:1
-Build a memorial for the slain of the kang: 4

Remain in the Kang lands for a while working and organizing, much like he did in the Xue, before returning to the capital.: 2

Make a solemn vow to find a way to restore not only Kang Yangrui, but all those who were grievously injured during your revolution:1

Promise that the crown will not set upon your brow, so the one how suggested that dishonorable act shall not become their liege:2

Total votes: 16

Alright, so promising to establish schools concerning martial arts and the art of war, as well as offering to heal Kang Yongrui the crippled (And Luli) via covering them in null denouncement charms and leading them to Kanzeon wins~

Writing now. To be honest I got distracted by monster hunter, so the wait is entirely on me this time, rather than machine spirit fuckery or other bullshit.

>>4844365
Among other reasons,

>>4846726
Yes

>>4845379
>>4846427
lol

>>4847347
Ima wait until we hit page 10 to make a new thread.
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Just here to say
This update is Hyuge. It is only around 600 words and 3000 characters shorter than the mega update of last thread

So be ready lads
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For venerable Guozhi does not exaggerate. The air surrounding the palace is heavy, fraught with emotional turmoil. It's grounds are permeated by a sea of Qi, psychic energies condensed and pulled together to form a burdensome cloud of sorrow, grief, spite and other negative emotions. It is not as deep a sea as the powers that filled the site of the lions most utter and complete defeat but the presence of malevolent Qi within the Lions den is far higher than the norm. Upon the winds, you can feel the Empyrean's bristled caress, the ghostly chill of the lands of the dead and never born. But, from a glance at the white marbled citadel of the lords of border plains, you can divine that there is no befouled spirit such as the Unseen master or Keeper of rust feeding upon the Lion's pain, at least one such devil has not yet made this place its home and feeding grounds.

But, there is sorcerous energy in the air, buried beneath the ever roiling storm of contempt centered upon the Lion's stronghold. Thin ribbons of ethereal lavender dance and twist just before the gate, reaching out for a conduit to harness their power. It is almost as if they are gnarled finger's of some long dead soul reaching, grasping for the hand of a new master to free them from their imprisonment.

The source, revealed to you by a few moments of closer study, is the trophy riveted above the iron reinforced gates set within the mighty, alabaster hued walls of the Lion's den. Above silver and iron wrought depictions of Lions ridding into battles against numerous mythological creatures and rather racist depictions of the Shuni people, is a tear drop curved shield and great hammer with cruelly twisted spikes of black iron. A sneering grin has been painted upon its head, and panes of colored glass have been stapled to the shield accompanying it.

"Ah, the black hammer of Kamal Kanan!" Kuan Im shouts, fear wavering her words as her clouded eyes go wide at the site of the relic displayed so brazenly to the elements "To think such a grim prize could have been taken from the demagogues retreat. Master Lieren, I too would advise caution as my elder did, for stories tell of the dark power attributed to that weapon's history. Drawn from the night, and the shadows themselves"

"Kamal Kanan was reputed to possess a variety magical powers and keep many sorcerous secrets" You say, sternness cutting deeply into your tone. Raising a hand to cup your chin, you look upon the weapon. If your eyes could be tricked, you'd consider what you saw next as a mere illusion formed of passing shadows and the fading light of dusk.

The painted grin upon the mace's head shifted, and closed its lips briefly, before smirking and once more revealing it's sun bleached collection of drawn teeth. You do not startle, and merely narrow your eyes.
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>>4849034

"And it would appear, to my golden eyes, that at least some of the stories surrounding that zealot have an ounce of truth within their tales" You say as your expression becomes grim and cold, like a stone statue with its features deeply carved "I would advise all of you students of Guozhi to wear your Null Denouncement Charms for the duration of your stay at the Kang's citadel, caution may be considered cowardice by some, but the careful jackal survives where the bold boar meets its end"

"Wise words, my most benevolent and humble elder. If only you would take the mantle of leadership of this unnamed sect in an official capacity" Guozhi says, with a playfully mocking smile beneath his beard, which he strokes in an effort to hide the amusement he derives from the sour look you give him in response.

"A sorcerous tool?" Qian Xiaowen speaks suddenly and out of turn, but none present reprimand the youth as you ride nearer to the gate "Left out in the open, to tempt brigands and thieves alike? Seems rather foolish to me"

"Honor has a way of making intelligent men act the part of the fool" You answer bluntly, turning to the scarlet eye boy as he forcefully tears his gaze away from the hanging hammer "Though few men are so blessed to perceive even a fragment of the world's truth, tell me, young heir, what can your eyes see"

"A darkness, complete and total. The yawning night to come, the essence of true oblivion, hidden away by a myriad of colors and false light" The son of the scarlet spider whispers, terror trembling in every word spoken, a dread so deeply felt it causes the boy to visibly shudder and quake "For a moment, I felt a welling hope, as if I had seen my elder sister's loving smile but then..."

You and Guozhi exchange knowing glances, and turn your eyes away from Qian Xia's son, knowing the truth of his birth and unable to wash away the lie he knows of it in good conscience. The higher stationed members of the sect, watching the youth closely, concern filling their eyes as they listen to his description of the sight he now avoids.

"Promises break, fade away. Dawn turns to dusk, and the night comes with the chill of the grave" He mutters in poetic verse, his eyes darkening as he keeps them focused upon anything besides the gate laying in wait ahead "Joy becomes dread. Silence falls, the din of the quiet is as loud as the day of my father's unfortunate passing"

His grandfather, an abusive wretch with a lecherous mind. Poisoned by the thorns of a certain Bask flower Lady Xia had imported to her garden before the famine that proceeded your anomalous "birth". But you keep this knowledge to yourself. Xiaowen is a good natured boy, and his life has had enough turmoil concerning the war and the revealing of his nature as a psyker . An existence long reviled by your people as sorcerous and witch born demons. He does not need to know the truth, for it would shatter his reality completely.
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>>4849037
"Dreadful power, held by the blind and foolish. A folly of a weapon, forged by hateful men with malefic intent" Kuan im chants, recounting a folk song that had long been used to frighten children into obedience "Held by a priest born without a heart, carried upon twilight winds. The dark lord of deserts' night, Kamal Kanon, stalks the valleys and hills to steal away the breath of life"

Qian Xiaowen groans as the occultist smiles as blithely, unaware of the effect her words had upon the boy.

"Oh flee, oh flee, son of Yan, oh flee, oh flee, daughter of man. For the spark of hope in your eyes, is his prize" You add with a mutter, as you recall the song's entirety "runaway, back to hearth's warm embrace, runaway, back to mother's gaze"

"I always hated that lullaby" The boy squeaks out, back bent near parallel with the ground "It's given me nothing but nightmares in my youth"

"And for good reason" Guozhi proclaims "a sliver of truth resides within that song. Kanan is one of the numerous reasons men of our breed are so widely reviled and feared as consorts of hell and practitioners of dark arts"

He is another threat to be dealt with, if he still lives. The Shuni are a religiously isolated people, who deal with outsiders with the same disdain as they do with infidel pilgrims. The only news that comes across the Lion's back mountains, are declarations of war and insults carried by feverish eyed messengers. The mystery of their politics is a weakness in the walls of the nation that has risen from Yan's ashes.

A hole that must be mended, lest the zealots flood in like the rain after a storm by command of their gods and masters.

"My beloved teacher, and venerable mentor, ride ahead with your acolytes to give the guards your plea for sanctuary" You say, turning you thoughts away from the future and enemies to be fought back to the present and the obstacles in your way "So you are not turned away as my retainers. I shall wait upon this hill, with my ever faithful steed, to plot the prose of my own personal introduction"

Guozhi nods without a word, shaking his pressed together hands thrice above his head in a crude triangle shape, before taking his burnt staff, now adorned with chimes and shaking it in the air once, before raising his chin and clicking his tongue. Then at a ponderous pace, the barefooted monk plods towards the gate followed by his students, who repeat his gestures and chant passages from your journey in a musical manner.

You remain mounted, eyes drifting towards Kamal Kanan's stolen treasures. A burning sensation, not unlike steam washing across the face soon settles just behind your eyes. Winds from the deserts rage across the citadel, rushing down the back of the distant mountains marking the boundaries between the known and the unknown, like a horde of men righteous in their own minds. You can almost hear the hoofbeats of their cavalry, their zealous battle cry accompanied by the call of thousands of horns.
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>>4849039

You watch Guozhi plead towards the men stationed within the guardhouse. You can see them make a mockery of your dear friends and followers, but they relent and after sometime, send a messenger to present the monks humble request for shelter from the night.

Tapping the radio secured to your hip for comfort, you once again turn your thoughts to the mountains upon the horizon and sands beyond. There is, a certain dread that has plagued your mind since you've battled against Huli Jing. A fear that the other societies upon Shangrala have similarly been subverted by denizens of the spiritual realm. After all, from the little Guozhi was comfortable to share, their is a variety of vileness within the empyrean, predators and courts of maddened spirits and devils alike. By the energies that bled from Kanzeon's injured body and her lost sisters, the veil between worlds, once impenetrable and impassable has weakened and grown thin.

Perhaps. This world is the battleground of dark gods. For each of the ethereal enemies you've met have been subservient to another, far greater power. Why, you even saw the form of one of them. The patriarch of all filth, That Guozhi named in hushed whispers Nà gòu. Father of disease and despair.

A gnawing cold makes its home in your heart. The biting chill of dread. Just the mere memory of that devil fills your thoughts with a blind animal panic, contested only by the disgust and hatred inspired by his existence. For you who stands so tall, are dwarfed by the creatures you have named your enemy. If their influence has spread its roots so far and deeply, then the tragedy of war and pointless slaughter will repeat itself, until their corruption has been burnt away. There is no evidence to base this belief that servants of wicked spirits lurk in every corner of Shangrala, but the possibility that they do is a grim one indeed. After all, the only evidence suggesting of such widespread taint, is the black hammer hanging above the gate standing before you.

But, a hunter, a warrior, and a scholar alike, by nature alone prepare for the dangers of the unknown. All that can be done, is hope than only the people of the Yan were weakwilled enough to sell their people's destiny to the powers of the empyrean.

But, matters of the spiritual are hard to grasp, and even harder to make sense of. The temporal and material take precedence, for unlike its counterpart, the world of the living is easily influenced and changed. And some knowledge, is best left unknown. After all, how many have sought answers and secrets to ward away spirits and devils, only to fall under their thrall? That is the warning given to you by Guozhi, concerning his heritage.

Words to reflect upon, and keep in mind.

At last, the company of priests and monks are allowed past the gates. But they remain open. Before you can ride to present your plea to the guards, a procession flows from the open mouth of the palace.
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>>4849041

A personal force of guards, dressed in silver armor marked with streaks of mourning white. Parting formation to form three lines of defense, the guards stand at attention, Shuni styled shields raised alongside their shorter spears.

Then, accompanied by eleven men, dressed in heavier armor and riding Cui Warmongers, the same breed of horse as your own personal steed but far lesser in comparison to him, comes Lord Kang himself. His silver war masker shaped into the snout of a lion, in opposition to the dour expression carved into the masks of his men. Draped over his shoulders and back, is the cloak of a great Plains Lion. Its fur the color of golden grass, dried beneath the sun, the sheen of gold beneath its fur where in a panther silver would sit. Its six limbs have been formed into buckles, secured around the lords torso and hips. the ends of the fur, its tassels, beard and head still intact, lifts upon the wind gently, giving the impression the beast still clings onto life and is struggling to escape its wearer.

You remain motionless, turning your gaze down to the lord as he leads his entourage to the hill you stand upon.

The horse beneath you taps its hoof impatiently, sensing a battle soon to come. However, Kang Shan lashes his arm outwards, and commands his men to keep their distance. Then, he unmounts his horse and brazenly approaches you. You remain upon your saddle, as closes the distance between the two of you to a mere six feet.

Then, unlatching his war mask, he reveals his ragged, ungroomed beard speckled with white and grey. He's closer to Dai Niu in age, than he is Yin Lei or Lai Song. Turning his head up to you, he then removes his helmet entirely and regards you from brow to toe.

"I presume that I am not welcome in your court, lord Kang" You say, merely to break the silence that had fallen over this strained meeting "I did not come expecting hospitality, but I have come bearing naught by good intent"

"I wonder if you told Gao Liwei the same" Lord Kang asks, his voice rough and strained, like the gravel beneath his feet "And no, I know better than to let a serpent into my home. If you were to step into my halls, I hold no disillusion that the most loyal and valorous of my servants would turn against me and my kin for crimes that were once considered moral behavior"

"You are not my enemy, Lord Kang. Enough innocent blood has been shed, and the wicked have been put the sword and noose" You answer tersely, looking over Kang's guard for any sign of hostility

"Your word is flimsy, and even before your revolt your oaths have proven to be wavering. Forgive me for disbelieving your proclaimed benevolent intent, but in all regards, you are a man to approach cautiously" Lord Kang answers dismissively "Speak what you will to the wind, for you words are as tangible"

You maintain an impassive expression, meeting Kang Shan's insults with a face of stone as he once more looks over your body and clicks his tongue.
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>>4849043

"Before we converse on matters regarding my family and the lands beneath it, I have a question for you ogre" He asks plainly, crossing his arms over his chest "Why would a man as great and talented as yourself stoop to trickery and deceit so readily and so often?"

"I abhor unnecessary conflict and death, and seek the most efficient means to achieve my ends while remaining as moral as is possible considering the labors I have undertaken" You say sadly, bowing your head "Some men deserve naught but death, some are casualties in war. My deeds may paint me a villain in the eyes of honorable, but all I have done, has been for the good of the people"

"I will not deny that your goals are virtuous, but they are sullied by the means used to achieve them. For, proclaiming intent to spread prosperity rings hollow when the hands that have worked so hard to bring it about are stained crimson in the blood of those considered underserving of it" Kang Shan muses, meeting your gaze and wincing, pain written across his expression. But he does not turn away.

"You preach virtue, and teach generosity, kindness, understanding and proclaim all lives equal, yet you are willing to butcher hundreds...thousands, to spread these virtues across the land and make the people prosperous. You condemn those who do not match your vision of a virtuous ruler. You condemn those who serve him. You unleash devastation that will not be matched until the end of days" He continues on, turning his back to you unafraid, knowing any strike taken in the midst of fury would be considered shameful and cowardly. Though, he has not managed to rouse your anger from its slumber thus far.

"All in the name of the greater good. Fields of flowers fed by rivers of blood and corpses, gleaming cities decorated with the bones of the hanged, unity built upon mass graves" He ponders poetically "tell me, for I am curious, Ogre, by what means do you assess the hearts of men, to judge them as unforgiveable villains and criminals or men of hidden morals and virtue"

"I must look upon them with my own eyes, and then I can see what lies in their hearts and mind. I have trained this skill of reading and studying men to the point many would think it sorcery" You explain "And I have only gone to such lengths and been forced to commit such extreme actions because of the nature of my enemies. If they would have simply lived humanely, and had not given so deeply to temptations of hedonistic excess and the dark natures of men's heart, my hand would not have been forced to be stained by death and brutality"

"The Shuni excuse their actions similarly, that if we simply lived as them, they would cease their assaults and welcome as as family and friends with open arms. But I am convinced you are, at your heart, a man of moral character who has been led astray by his own benevolence, to the point he can forgive himself of even the vilest of deeds" Lord Kang says, turning to face you once again
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>>4849046

"You personally painted your hands in the blood of the warmonger Cui Fu, yet you could not see fit to meet my son, my noble and courageous heir upon the field of battle. As you did with Dai Niu, and named him virtuous despite his allegiance. I do not doubt, if Yongrui had met Lieren and spoke to him as a friend, the Kang would've turned their backs to the Yan. For we too, uphold virtues, different than your own" He continues on, closing the gap between you and him by two feet "But, no man who bears the name Kang have debased themselves as many of our peerage have, we are stalwart in our duty and only served the verminous foxes by oath and promise. You seek to bring us back into the fold, but I ask, why should the Kang serve another honorless lineage"

"The tragedy between the Kang and Dai is one of my greatest regrets. But we were fighting a war, a war that ended swiftly because I set off on my own to achieve what no other man could. I have many talents, but duplication is not one of them. I to am certain if I had led the army at turtle's treachery personally, many good and noble men would have survived" You explain sincerely "and I have not come seeking subservience, I have come to repay as much of the debt owed to you by my actions and commands as I can"

"it is an inefficient salve to learn that scores of your kin and people only died because one man considered other matters more vital than the battle that claimed their lives" Kang Shan spits in reply "My family once numbered in the dozens! Now we are but eight! My people have been deprived of their sons and fathers! The shield against the Shuni has been shattered by the treachery you commanded! I despise the Dai for following your command, but respect them for bearing their master's shame. Your face remains, while they gave theirs out of a sense of responsibility. Such is the nature of servants and lords, but the Kang will not bow to another master who would so easily turn upon them and his vaunted morals, to achieve what he believes must be done. Better us stand alone against the Shuni"

He's speaks earnestly. Kang Shan would rather die standing against an enemy he has no chance of besting than he is to give his loyalty to the fledgling kingdom. Regrettable, but understandable.

However, the same honor he speaks of, is also what shall save his land and people by bringing them under the new nation's protection. All that must be done, is for him to swear an oath declaring the Kang's vassalage, the same way the Kang's land became a part of Yan and ceased independence. And the gifts you offer, should be enough to convince the prideful lions to cease their foolishness and complaints, before they march to their slaughter out of a misplaced sense of being wronged.
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>>4849050

"As I said before, I have not come here as a master, but rather a repentant foe. I have no ambition to become king of the land I saved. I have come solely to mend the broken bridge between my people and yours, and repair the damages cause by my deceit" You reply confidently, raising your head proudly as you speak "As I said, I abhor death more the more pointless it was. I have come bearing gifts to plead for forgiveness, so no more Kang men will die without cause or reason"

"Answer me ogre, why did you see fit to give the rabid dog Cui Fu an honorable death, but command my son to die by treachery. I wonder, did you agonize over that order? did you explore other avenues of victory? Did you contemplate the call for execution. Or did you simply" Kang Shan says, pausing before he lashes his arm outwards in direct mimicry of your own habit of doing so "Command the slaughter of thousands with a lash of your arm? Condemning an army to death with a flick of your mighty wrist? Why did you see fit to battle a wretch like Cui personally and give him a respectable end, while my son was made a cripple by your apathy"

"That duel was an execution, the tragedy that befell Yongrui was war. I could not anticipate your nature, I could only assume hostility. A man who walks to his opponent with open arms, will find himself beaten and killed" You explain with a sigh, growing somewhat tired of this match of words and convictions "I have come to make amends, Lord Kang, to plead on my knees that I may be absolved of my folly. I expected any man to feel privledge to have a Giant to all but kneel before him"

"Perhaps I am vindicated by your show of debasing yourself for , but I do not think it honest" He says, speaking the truth "For why would a man who has the power to force the world to become as prosperous as he desires, not cling to the power to do so? Perhaps you are truly grief-stricken by the deeds you committed, but am I truly to believe you give these gifts without an ulterior motive? That they will somehow right the wrong, heal my sons wounds by some miracle and undo the damages done!"

He once more lashes his arm towards you.

"For even if you intend to give up the crown many wish to set upon your head, all would defer to your wisdom before their kings! Whether you desire leadership, all will seek it from one as great and knowledgeable as yourself!" Kang Shan bellows, thumping his fist upon his chest thrice "And us Kang will not be made outcasts by treating a villain with the disregard he deserves"

"Wise men seek advise in matters they are not knowledgeable in. I understand I will be seen as an advisor whose words supplant all others spoken, but I shall not be king and I shall hold no power in the courts beyond that given to me by the regards of others. Politics...bore me, I can better the world more efficiently without devoting myself to such tiresome matters" You explain, feeling a growing pressure behind your brow, annoyance is its name
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>>4849051

"I am an administrator by nature, not a ruler. But, before we fall into a pointless argument, allow me to present my gifts, to the great lord Kang"

The great lord Kang snorts in reply, the impudent bastard. Such sheer stubbornness has to be respected for its depth of foolishness alone! Like a carp belittling a dragon!

"I too grow tired of this conversation. I've heard your servants speak much of the same at length, the woman of Gao and her consort. At the very least, your conviction is true enough that many have given themselves to achieve the same dream that you preach, of a prosperous world and people. As you at least hold to some form of" Kang says, waving his arm as he searches for the right word to use "duty, I shall hear you offer and decide if it is suitable to not declare you the Kang's enemy for eternity"

Raising an open hand, you present your offer to the supremely proud lord of Kang.

"First, I shall ensure the Kang's warriors lifestyle remains prevalent and that greater fighters shall emerge to replace those lost by the advance of firearms and warfare. I shall do this" You say, raising a single finger "by building schools"

Kang Shan raises a curious eyebrow, but says nothing.

"I intend to be a teacher, you see. to encourage intellectualism and good culture among any who seek higher learning. Schools of thought, philosophy, trades and general knowledge. I have already laid the foundation for a proper system of education, but to you, I swear though you name my words as wind" You say, placing a hand between your twin hearts "to build alongside these places of learning and tutoring, institutions to cultivate ones body and skill in battle, to enshrine the tradition of martial arts. Of which I am personally a practitioner. Schools of styles I have innovated, and schools designed for officers of the military were the teachings of tactics and battlefield knowledge shall be kept"

"Then in a generation the Kang will have their army again, but we shall not survive without your protection. A clever scheme, but it is a trap I cannot avoid as our greatest military minds died upon the turtles back. It is clear why so many have fallen to your wiles, Lieren of Nothing" Kang Shan notes bitterly "But, we shall remain alone yet"

"I intend to build these schools with my own, bountiful wealth and resources. Higher learning, literacy, wisdom, and knowledge shall spread be encouraged to spread and deepen among all classes of society, but alongside it so to shall martial knowledge and skill. The kang can live the way they have for generations, passed the advent of firearms" You say simply

"I expected such generosity, for what is a gift if the receiver must pay for it themselves" Kang Shan chuckles humorlessly "And what is the second gift"

"A miracle" You answer simply, receiving a confused look in return
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>>4849056

"I have traveled far, alone and without company, to locales few if any man besides myself could journey to. And it is in these travels, I found a means to heal even the greatest injury"

"Such a lie is beyond insulting! do not speak such deceit in my presence! do not give me a wayward hope by a charlatans words! Such healing does not exist beyond vile sorceries fueled by blood and death~!" Lord Kang snarls fiercly.

"I do not lie, Lord Kang. and it is no sorcery. Men named the medicines and treatments I brought to the people as miracles and magic, they are simply the result of a greater understanding of health and wellness" You say, waving your curled hand as you raise a second finger and point it and the first in lord Kang's direction "And I have since found knowledge far greater than the wisdom I shared before"

Kang Shan glares at you.

"I will permit not trickery or falsehood, such deceit who be far crueler than any of the pleasures of the past dynasty. Speak the truth, abandoned your liar's nature and tell me honestly" Lord Shan says, stepping directly to your horse side as sorrow threatens to break through his commanding tone "have you truly found a means to, repair the most grievous of injuries? Naturally? without selling one's soul to witches and bog hags?"

You nod

"Truly?" The lion lord asks hopefully, his strong voice cracking with a father's grief "Truly, you have found a way to heal the crippled, and mend the broken"

You nod again.

"Damn you. Damn you. Even your kindness is treacherous. You'd offer salvation, knowing we could not accept it without giving in return. But you ask nothing" Kang Shan hisses "But I know what you desire, you wish for us to return so we will not die standing alone against the world, you'd have us swear oaths not by request but because we are forced to bear a debt from a gift we cannot deny"

You smile slightly, and turn to face him.

"I can't...I can't turn away such a gift" Kang shan wails, struggling to muffle his voice as he bites into the back of his hand so tightly he draws blood "The kang are weak, my son is ruined. You've come with open arms and turned away the spear thrust towards your throat, damn you Lieren, Daaamn you"

He snarls, and grits his teeth, tears flowing down his cheeks as his internal conflict between his hatred and gratitude become clear in his expression.

"Damn you, Damn you, damn you to a thousand deaths, a hundred hells! I have to accept this gift, and I cannot take it without giving everything in return. I had thought I had demanded all that could be given, but then you come hear and hand me the very knife that has been plunged into my heart!" Lord Kang cries as he falls to his kness "Damn you, Damn you for eternity and to the world beyond. Damn you for your kindness, and damn you for your cunning! Damn you to hell Lieren, for making me feel gratitude to the man I despise"

You bow your head wordlessly.
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>>4849058

"However, there is something I ask in return, besides what you intend to give to appease your sense of pride alone, Lord Kang" You whisper, leaning down to bring your lips close to his ear "And that is support in the candidate I have chosen to be most befitting of the title of king. A man of peerless honor, yet gentle of heart. A man who understands the world in ways I cannot and has never once shirked his duty or betrayed his oath"

Kang Shan remains silent, beating his fist into the ground impotently, as he knows he cannot refuse such a humble, selfless command after being offered the one gift he had not called to be laid at his feet. His own son's health.

"The man you named Gao Daiyu's consort. The son of the sea, Jinhai, the forth king of war. A diligent and honest man" You whisper "all I ask, is when officials and censuses takers travel your lands, asking for the peoples vote, that you praise this man's values to the common folk and nobility alike. I know none in the kang would vote for my ascension to royalty, but...I would like to gather as much support for this man's claim as possible?"

"Vote? what manner of government have you built that the king is decided by vote?" Kang shan asked, utterly confused, so you begin to explain briefly to him your plot, quietly so no others may hear and know of you designs.
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Kang Yongrui had remained silent most of the Journey to the Mountain above Kanzeon. It was a bitter solace that the man who had made him crippled, the man whose friend he had slain, and the man he had spat on would become his salvation. His honor tempered his spite and despair, but both kept his gratitude buried deeply in his heart. He had nothing to say that would not shame himself or sully his face for insulting the giver of a gift beyond any others.

He, alongside Luli, sat upon Yin Aiguo's mare who was already heavy with fowl. Truly, her child would be a horse above all others! the pinnacle of the species.

Luli, however, had not been silent despite being mute. She had written and signed many questions of the journey, the destination, the operation to repair her and Yongrui's broken bodies, and the nature of the "Friend" who'd be treating them. the heir of Kang listened to your answers, but turned his attentions away when the conversation turned towards the journey and stories of your prior adventures.

But Yongrui at last spoke, when he saw the site of the death of most of the Tiger folk race.

"Courts above' Yongrui hissed, seeing the sun-bleached skeletons and what remained of the human leather tents of the twisted society your students had been saved from "What manner of devil lived her"

Luli whimpered, as she saw the bones and dead, pressing her hands together in prayer even though she did not know the monstrosities that once dwelt here.
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>>4849060

"it reeks of death....Are these Vishnu bones? What happened to make them look so...monstrous" Yongrui mutters, fear only upsetting his composure, breaking through his confidence and disdain to make itself known.

You do not answer him, but try to calm Luli with sweet words, and take the chance to ensure both have kept their Jade Null Denouncement charms secured tightly to their throats.

Thankfully, both had heeded your advise. Even if Yongrui laughed at such protection as mere superstition, he did not ignore your warnings. The trip to Kanzeon will be long indeed, with the company of two as vulnerable as Beloved and faithful Luli, and scornful Yongrui at your side.

What will you do, Lieren?
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
>Simply keep them calm and content as you travel before the earth, and allow Kanzeon to heal them. The knowledge of the past is yours alone to bear.
>Ask Yongrui if he understands how you could forgive him now, as Kanzeon repairs his shattered form. And ask him if he still views as harshly as before, though you no the answer. The Heir of the Kang, after all, deserves to be knocked down a peg or to.
>Talk with Luli about her life and dreams, as Kanzeon heals her injuries and ask Kanzeon what she thinks of the Faithful girl. After all, Luli and Kanzeon would make for good friends of the other.
>Write in.

Really had to resist having Lord Kang mention a book of grudges. But it was too memey, I decided
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>>4849061

>Simply keep them calm and content as you travel before the earth, and allow Kanzeon to heal them. The knowledge of the past is yours alone to bear.
>Talk with Luli about her life and dreams, as Kanzeon heals her injuries and ask Kanzeon what she thinks of the Faithful girl. After all, Luli and Kanzeon would make for good friends of the other.
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>>4849061
>>Simply keep them calm and content as you travel before the earth, and allow Kanzeon to heal them. The knowledge of the past is yours alone to bear.
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>>4849061
>Simply keep them calm and content as you travel before the earth, and allow Kanzeon to heal them. The knowledge of the past is yours alone to bear.
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>>4849061
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
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>>4849061
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
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>>4849061
>>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them

Education is required so that future generations will know what to look out for and what to guard against.
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>>4849061
>>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them.
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>>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
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>>4849061
>>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
>Talk with Luli about her life and dreams, as Kanzeon heals her injuries and ask Kanzeon what she thinks of the Faithful girl. After all, Luli and Kanzeon would make for good friends of the other.

Both of them are brave and with strong hearts and minds, and the peoples of Shangrila needs to learn how to fight and guard against evil spirits. Such a foe can t be ignored.

>Write in
Work with Kazeon during our stay here (while Luli and Yongrui heal) for create two gifts for the two of them. Useful gifts and worthy for their new offices. (Yongrui could be a weapon or armor, Luli she is more diplomatic and a follower of the Journey so I am not sure.)

Beside this talk with Kazeon about future plans for when works here in the mountain will begin, and what could be the best way for achieve this.
Beside this, it could be good to create an heaven for the cripples as well scholars here near the mountain. It could be called Sorcerer Fall. A peaceful place for heal them, and a place of study and wisdom. With the foul darkness destroyed the mountain seems a small eden of peace.


>Write In
When we return, send an edict to the capital. While we march for resolve the conflict of the Huang and Luo houses, the army will proceed to begin the work for destroy all the bandits, raiders, wicked men, criminals and large packs of predators from the lands of the kingdom. This will be organised as a military campaign like against another state. And an offer to the noble houses of the Kingdom will be given for partecipate in this task. Afterall they too have grudges against such criminals. Soon our people will be far more safe than before. Any spotting of magical beast or evil spirit or sorceful equipment needs to be immediatly reported to us, if they are found by our military.
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>>4849061
>Keep them calm
>Talk to Kang and Luli

We dont need to tell them how far we have fallen, though speaking of the tiger children could do them well, maybe a joke or two about having found the cousins of Kang.
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>>4849496
>fallen
The fuck is wrong is with you? Lieren hasn’t fallen at all.
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>>4849276
+1
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>>4849496
you mean the enemies Lieren has fought where fallen, some where even humans time ago (magical beasts in this case, not evil spirits).
Lieren is growing in a sun of light.
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>>4849061
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
>Talk with Luli about her life and dreams, as Kanzeon heals her injuries and ask Kanzeon what she thinks of the Faithful girl. After all, Luli and Kanzeon would make for good friends of the other.
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>>4849276
This works for me.
Assuming we're going to give Luli a job as chief diplomat or Journey expert or something, maybe we should find her a symbol of office? Maybe a staff or a ring or special robes?
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>>4849061
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
>Before the Yan there was another people, who lived beneath this mountain. Once wise and virtues, they fell to the temptations of wicked sorcery, turning their backs on what had made them great. The founder of the Yan came, and defeated, long before his descendet would fall to the same fate. But unkwon to them, one of the corruptors remained behind, and so when a Vishnu army became trapped in this forest, a desperate part were turned into it's slaves. The tainted and malevolent now have been finally removed, and all that is left is knowledge once lost, that some would call miracles.
Felt like writing something for some reason.
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>>4849061
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
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>>4849640
Also the reason I want to explain spirits to the Kang is that so he would take care against that daemon hammer.
It's just begging for shit to go wrong.
Also, the anon that said that the Shuni are tzeentchian was right, going by the sorcerers and the feeling of hope the little spider felt. Just like the daemon that lived in this mountain. Could they be descendants that survived against the Yan?
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>>4849061
>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them
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>>4849572
>>4849620
I had meant more "We" as in "We of humanity, of Yan, of the collective". While Lieren isn't human biologically speaking he damn well is a man of Yan and Shangrala and to explain that the most advanced civilization we have yet known devolved both physically and socially into superstitious fools and mutants or actual monsters is most certainly a fall.

Lieren is rising on a meteoric star, but his people and those he is speaking with have fallen terribly far.
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>>4849671
I don't get it, everyone in W40k knows about the Golden Age of Technology and they work to get back there, even if they fail. This is 30K but people have literally no reason not to know about their race's past. If you mean knowledge about the daemons and cultists, we should tell them that there are evil creatures created, sustained and empowered by extremes of emotion, that prey upon mortals and only bring ruin and damnation, and that they should moderate their impulses, find their own equilibrium and fight those creatures if they breach the veil until they all have been banished, to the last man if necessary. That way, only the most retarded and deranged under our commans will fall to Chaos, and will get promptly crushed by the millions of buff, armed and trained loyalists that know that a single cult can doom a planet if left unchecked.
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>>4849061
>>Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them.
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>>4850089
I don't see the point of educating them specifically on that subject at the present time. The ride to getting their body fixed doesn't seem like a great time to say "So you know that your entire culture and worldview is both a denigration from the time of rulership from the stars and also completely wrong. Hey have I told you about how your every bad emotion creates a manifestation of evil and the monster under your bed is real?"

Like there's a time and a place for this sort of conversation and the history of the world and demons is not while we are climbing through the bowls of a mountain.
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>>4850574
A mountain with murals depicting all you just said and more in weird ways that they could misinterpret. You are advocating for staying silent while they are fucking panicking due to being driven through a literal graveyard of chaos mutants. They are going to freak out and their extreme fear will weaken their resolve when passing through the warpstone cavern. Explaining the truth in the most beneficial and calming way for them is exactly what the vote implies.
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>>4851240
No, I am advocating "keep them calm" and talk about the tiger children who we rescued from here and the other curious natures of their ilk rather than telling them about humanity being from the stars and now stuck without their magic machines or about the existance and function of demons.
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>>4849073
>>Simply keep them calm and content as you travel before the earth, and allow Kanzeon to heal them. The knowledge of the past is yours alone to bear.
>>Talk with Luli about her life and dreams, as Kanzeon heals her injuries and ask Kanzeon what she thinks of the Faithful girl. After all, Luli and Kanzeon would make for good friends of the other.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait. My dad just got out of recovery from his surgery, so I didn't have time to write yesterday as I spent the day in his company.

Next update will be the start of a new thread, so there's one more vote left in this one.

Simply keep them calm and content as you travel before the earth, and allow Kanzeon to heal them. The knowledge of the past is yours alone to bear.: 4

Talk with Luli about her life and dreams, as Kanzeon heals her injuries and ask Kanzeon what she thinks of the Faithful girl.: 6

Explain the history of this place and people, telling Luli and Yongrui of spirits, the tigerfolk, the energy that twists men into monsters and the history of Shangrala, so the mystery does not terrify them: 13

Work with Kazeon during our stay here (while Luli and Yongrui heal) for create two gifts for the two of them. Useful gifts and worthy for their new offices.: 3

Ask Yongrui if he understands how you could forgive him now, as Kanzeon repairs his shattered form:1

When we return, send an edict to the capital. While we march for resolve the conflict of the Huang and Luo houses, the army will proceed to begin the work for destroy all the bandits, raiders, wicked men, criminals and large packs of predators from the lands of the kingdom. This will be organised as a military campaign like against another state: 3

Total votes: 18

All right, so Lieren will give Yongrui and Luli an lesson in humanity's forgotten history and the enemies beyond the veil of death.

Writing now, and sorry for the wait.

Next update and vote will be the last of the thread, before I make a new one. So be ready

>>4849640
Nice write in btw
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>>4852460
And by next update, I mean the one after the one I am writing
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>>4852460
Glad hes fine. Must be a weight off your shoulders.
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>>4852460
I'm glad your father is better Malal, having a parent at the hospital is a horrible situation.
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>>4852460
All good real life comes first, Hope it stays good!
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>>4852460
Best of wishes to you and yours friend.
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>>4852477
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>>4852560
Thank you for all of your well wishes. And yeah he's doing well , has a gnarly scar on his chest where they did the operation and its really sapped his stamina, but its a lot better than having his heart stay at the risk of just randomly exploding one day. And he is a lot better than he was right after the operation
So I am very relieved about it, and overjoyed he's recovering well
Anyways

This update is a pretty big one, so be prepared
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"That, heir of Kang, is a secret I have longed to keep hidden, but if the two of you must travel the dark paths beneath the earth as my companions then you deserve to know the mysteries surrounding this forgotten battle ground and the history of our race, lost to the passage of time" You reply to Yongrui's fear and Luli's apprehension with a gentle solemnity, kneeling before the cavern entrance to pull apart the stones sealing it from the rest of the mortal world.

Luli's single eye darts across the field of bleached bones of men and monster, and settles on the tanned hides swaying in the morning's breeze. She speaks slowly, so she may be understood despite her lack of a tongue. Her scarred visage darkening as she kept her mangled hands pressed tightly together.

"This is a place of tragedy and devilry" She says, though only you can understand her broken voice "Does salvation truly lie beneath such a grim graveyard?"

"What is the mystic trying to say with her stolen tongue? And what do you speak of, Giant? What do these abominations have to do with the history of the Yan? What battle was waged here? how do you know this place!" Yongrui sputtered, attempting to mask his dread with suspicion.

"Her empathy is so rich that she can feel the pain that has settled into the soil of this place, the atrocities that has been committed here and below. But as long as the two of you keep those charms close to heart, no harm shall befall either of you. And to answer you question, Kang Yongrui it was I who orchestrated the slaughter here" You answer, grunting as you pull a boulder nearly as broad as your own shoulders from the seal.

Luli gasps, and looks to you with concern and worry, knowing it is the laborious work of a virtuous man to be willing to spill the blood of the wicked and tyrannical. Yongrui, similarly does not look at all surprised by your confession.

"Another one of your sins?" He asks plainly, the linger venom of his grudge dripping from his words as you pull an armful of stone free from the cavern's barrier.

"No. The malformed bones that lay around us, were villains as vile as the last scions of Yan themselves. Cannibals, rapists, slavers, and oppressors. Though that was not their nature by birth. The dead surrounding us were once the parents of my own students, they had been forced down a" You say, pausing as you turn to see the empty sockets of a tigerfolk man's skull, gazing thoughtlessly towards the heavens "unforgiveable path, by a tyrant who surpasses all others, a being who would steal the a man's very own will from them"

"So it is true, that you tutor monsters. Is your forgiveness truly so boundless as to try and make devil's into upstanding citizen, with moral character and heart?" Yongrui taunts, to avoid comprehending the truth that you speak to him, his strong voice cracked with barely hidden terror and panic "When they allowed themselves to be controlled by...a student of the most wicked arts, a sorcerer of some creed"
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>>4852793

"You would be wise to heed my words and listen to my tale, Heir of Kang, for the fate of these unfortunate devils" You say, slowly waving your arm over the ruined fort of the Vishnu's old foe and slaughtered cousins "Could easily befall our own society, should precaution not be taken"

Luli, who had been flipping through the pages of the journey as rapidly as her crippled hands allowed her to, presents to Yongrui a particular passage, with irritation written across her face.

"Humanity comes in many forms, and it walks many paths. But, know that the face of man, is not determined by outer appearance, but rather the quality of their character and spirit" Yongrui reads outloud, as you busy yourself with the toil of opening the cavern to world once more.

He clicks his tongue, and snorts like a ox to show his offense at the implications Luli presents to him.

"You would call these detestable creatures human!? Because they walked on two legs and lived together? From all I can see, they were barbarians amongst barbarians" Yongrui spits angrily, though Luli is not cowed by his shouting and merely pushes the Journey nearer to his face "So what they were misled by another, their crimes speak for themselves, the father of freedom himself declared them oppressors, so why does he mourn them"

"They were once men, Vishnu nobility. And they were not always the devils that I speak of. Their society was feral from what little i gathered from the stories of the six tribes who battled against. But they were as men once. They loved, they hated, they built, they destroyed, they hoped and they feared" You say sorrowfully, catching a falling boulder upon your back as it tumbles free of its place in the carefully constructed dam in the mountains face "Despite their twisted, animalistic forms, they were still men inside. Barbaric men, but they had their spirit still, until that to was taken from them"

Yongrui goes silent, for he can hear the honesty in your words and clearly see the seriousness of the matter writ across your face. Remaining silent, except for a fit of coughs and struggled breath, Yongrui listens to your words as Luli returns to praying for the wandering souls of the unburied monsters dotting the hill side.

"The children alone retained the spark of humanity, and freedom, thought their enslaved kinsmen caged and abused them. Though by no choice of their own, by time I had found these wretched souls, they had become naught but puppets for the foul Lord bellow the mountain" You explain as you at last widen the gap large enough for you, your loyal steed and Yongrui and Luli upon his back to enter into.

"The sorcerer?" Yongrui asks, like a child hearing a nightmarish tale from his grandfather "was he the one who made these men into such monstrous beasts?"
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>>4852795

"No, that was the mere ill fortune of choosing a home that held the tainted energies that corrupted their forms and at times their minds. And while a sorcerer was the one who enslaved the tiger folk and stole away their wills" You say, glaring into the darkness waiting ahead, the shadows of the tunnels dancing and waving beneath the sun's ray like a ethereal celebrants. The thin veil of fog this morning allowing more light to pierce down from the heavens

Yongrui breaths in sharply, wheezing and coughing as he struggles to maintain his composure as he hears the story and tragedy of the tigerfolk.

"He was not the enemy I faced beneath even the roots of this great mountain" You hiss, sticking a battery into the back of a electrical lantern you've made, banishing away the gloom of the tunnel before you with its off white blue radiance as it shudders to life with a flick of a switch "A mountain which is of a warped nature itself, the stagnant air within befouled by the its history of wicked dwellers and radiant with the energies that have turned men to beast, beast to men, and both to abomination. The source of all magical beasts who haunt the dales and forests of Shangrala.

"And that, Kanzeon woman, the one who spoke so lovingly and joyously about our healing, lives beneath a place as vilely tainted as this?" Yongrui asks as you tie the pregnant mare to a post, and lift Luli gently from her saddle to place her upon the one worn by your nameless horse "And you say she is not a witch or demoness?"

"I am somewhat confident I did not overlook her nature" You answer sarcastically, offering Yongrui a hand as he struggles to free himself from the mare's saddle as well, his legs stiffening and twitching erratically as nearly falls from her back.

"I need no assistance for something as simple as dismounting a horse" Yongrui hisses, tears welling in his eyes as he continues his pointless and painful thrashing, to keep hold of what pride he still has.

"Though I am certain I faced the only devil who dwelt in the dark and gloom ahead" You say, bowing your back as you walk by his side as he shuffles his way to your personal steed "Whose pupil was the puppet master who enthralled this prior and detestable generation of tigerfolk, who himself was corrupted by his master's whispers. A entity so foul, he tainted an entire society of men and made them beasts, twice over"

Yongrui stumbles, as the new information rocks his mind as his injuries have shaken his weakened form.

"Is that the history we have forgotten? The truth of the past?" he asks as Luli idly rubs the Jade charms wrapped tightly around her neck and wrists.

"A mere fraction of it, come, I shall explain to you the existence of spirits foul and evil, and the reality of the human race's past within the heavens" You answer, trying to remain reassuring despite the grim nature of the discussion
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>>4852798

"But only once we reach the temple where the Unseen master's first victims and race of servitors dwelled before the coming of our progenitors"

Yongrui's face paling upon thinking upon the implications of your words. Luli placed her copy of the Journey into his arms, trying to sooth his dread "For, Shangrala is not the cradle of humanity"

"Oh the historians are going to revile you, Lieren" Yongrui chuckles nervously, gripping the reigns of your steed tightly in his shaking hands "I had heard a few scholars theorized we had all descended from monkeys from the lands of the basque!"

"Oh primates are our cousins by decent, but this world is not our origin" You laugh as Luli tilts her head curiously, absorbing every piece of information she can gleam from your words "And neither is it the origin of the evil spirits I have faced. The unseen master who had made this place his lair! the beguiler of dynasties and messenger in flames, Huli Jing!"

"The king's favored consort?!" Yongrui gasps, eyes wide with shock, as you lead your steed into the abandoned warrens of the tiger kin

"Yes, if you recall, I mentioned earlier how the fate of the tigerfolk could have easily become our own, and Huli Jing would have been the cause . She was amongst my greatest opponents and my most abominable of enemies. She was a fox devil, too wicked to be named merely an evil spirit" You say as Luli begins to hum the tune of "Kind golden eyes" to calm her own racing heart and ward away the dread threatening to consume her mind.

"All of the Yan's hedonism, sadism, apathy, monstrosity and vileness could be attributed to her influence throughout the ages, for she was a parasite who beguiled men into desiring the most inhuman of pleasures, and like a tick had clung to the dynasties that had come before them, and similarly ruined them!" You reveal to your two companions, unable to contain your sheer hatred for the whore of hell's deeds and simple nature "By her influence, noble men and the children of heroes were perverted into tyrants and by her actions my hand was forced generations later, to rise up against her servants in glorious revolution. And, if I had been weaker I would have become her next slave but"

Laughing at the darkness that surrounds your bubble of light, you announce your victory against the demoness with the boisterous display.

"At the end of our battle, I taught her to fear mankind's valor and will, and banished her straight back to hell!" You shout proudly, dramatically raising the lantern into the air in a display meant to assure Luli and Calm Yongrui's mounting panic, it works, for knowing such powers can be bested is knowledge most comforting.

"No wonder you resorted to such shameful tricks in the war. you were fighting for the very souls of our people" Yongrui says, sounding somewhat ashamed of himself for not having revolted against such evil personally, and for having been blind to its presence.
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>>4852799

"I suppose I am obligated to give you my gratitude for your heroics, while us nobles remained blind of the true depth of corruption affecting our society"

"No, but perhaps I should be given thanks instead for removing an infestation of similar spirits from your family's border not a season ago!" You answer, eyes becoming wild as you recall the Warden of Life and the corpulent incarnation of despair he served, a twinge of disgusted panic racing down your spine as his image fills your minds eye with its putridity

His fill with shock, and grow to the size of search lights, before you raise your hands and bow your head.

"But, they had flocked their by the great grudge and malice that had coalesced from the dying breaths of the men slain upon that field that is now cleansed" You add shamefully, admitting to Yongrui that it was the same act of Betrayal that drew the spirits of the court of decay to his land that crippled and nearly snuffed out his life.

"So you were righting your own folly then, Giant" Yongrui says ruefully, as you shrug your shoulders.

"I had not known that wicked spirits were attracted to negative emotions, nor that they even existed. In fact, I only learned of the existence of the realm of souls, this...Empyrean as it is called, though you would know it from folklore as the world of spirits or perhaps, the world of the dead" You speak, as Luli casts her gaze towards the darkness beyond, legs shivering as she contemplates the existence of such wretched beings "By coming to this mountain and seeing its energies surge outwards, the winds of sorcery, the ribbons of magic. Things only my eyes can see"

Yongrui stares at you as if you have suddenly turned bright, vivid red and had one of your eyes pop from its sockets to fly away to find a life of its own. Luli just grabs for your hand, seeking comfort as the grimness of the truth you speak settles within her mind.

"Its very hard to explain, but my eyes react to the presence of beings of such...potent existence, that are filled with the otherworldly energy I speak of. With souls corroded or empowered by such a tainted source of might. The same energy that made the Tigerfolk what they were, that mutates men into magical beasts, that practitioners of the dark arts of sorcery draw upon to weave their hexes and spells" You explain, waving your lantern through the air and making its light dance to illuminate the walls infested with the green crystals that pulse with the corruptive power of which you speak "It is how I found the flock of spirits that fed upon the deaths of your comrades, it is how I knew Yin Aiguo had fallen to utilize such power, How I knew Huli Jing was my true enemy instead of Yan Weizha! And how I knew that these Tiger folk were"

You turn to Luli and smile reassuringly as you gently caress her hand.
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>>4852801

"Controlled by another, and how I fought the Mummified slavemaster and his teacher, the unseen master, even though they brought to the fray sorcery so potent it could have bested an army! The Unseen master, as I mentioned prior, was a spirit like Huli Jing, but did not have a host or physical body incarnated upon this plane, as Huli Jing had and did when I fought against her" You explain, turning the subject of the conversation from the nature of the Empyrean and twisting energy, Malevolent Qi, that can be drawn from it "Instead he spread his influence through his student and slave, who was a Vishnu Chief of Aruna's tribe who betrayed his own people for the temptation of power and immortality, as I have managed to gleam from lips loosened with liquor. He was like myself, my teacher and student Guozhi, and others, possessed with a great talent at birth. The"

You suck your teeth, and try to figure out how to explain psykers to two people who have been raised to see anything similar to their abilities as demonic sorcery and the foulest of witchcraft or dark alchemy.

"Power to utilize ones own mind and soul as a weapon or tool. Such gifts were often feared, reviled, for many in Shangralas history haven fallen to the lure of power, and made dark paths to heighten their potential and reach heights beyond their natural limits, and so make themselves the pawns of the foulest of spirits and most cunning of devils" You whisper, hissing the words through your teeth as you near the temple built by the degenerated descendants of Kanzeon's crew "These men, abandoned the cultivation of self, to drink deeply of the waters of might and so damned themselves to a pitiful existence of evil. The men who lived here before the tigerfolk, made a similar pact as the Black hearted Vipul, but as far as I can know not out of a lust for power or an egotistical desire to rule"

You raise the lantern to reveal the crude yet maddening paintings drawn by the final generation of the mountain people, the temple builders, who had been decieved into worshipping the unseen master in ages past. Their horrifically mutated, and pathetically bowed forms, revealed to the eyes of Yongrui and Luli, as the depiction of their extermination at the hands of a hero made slave of Huli Jing is illuminated by lantern's electric glow.

"But rather, an act of sheer desperation that became their doom. The Unseen master, watched as those gems that devour light and burn as heated iron, mutated these poor people, these unfortunate souls into a race so deprived and cruel the Yan bloodline would seem virtuous in comparison. Do not avert your eyes!" You say sternly, snapping when you sense one of your companions had tried to turn away from the deranged and macabre wall art, your voice echoing down the halls of the cyclopean temple and the city below, shaking the tunnels with its volume
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>>4852803

"The tiger folk were lucky, for the spirit who dwelt here and cursed these halls, saw them as naught but tools. The ancient people, who our ancestors slaughtered, were his pets. He made him worship him as a god abomination! Oh Yongrui, you speak of my treacherous nature, but behold the actions of a heartless trickster! of a villain whose wickedness is only rivaled by Huli Jing herself!" You roar, your rage causing your psykerist power to make itself manifest as a golden flame dripping from your eyes like burning tears of liquid metal "See how he offered these once noble people salvation, as their flesh sickened and mutated into forms beyond monstrosity! See how they degenerated and became as monsters though their mien was that of men! Behold! how their worship corrupted their minds so deeply, it was reflected upon their forms once more"

Luli wipes tears from her cheeks, righteous anger replacing terror as the tragedy of ages past is revealed to her. Her spirit sings in rhythm with your own, and is brightened because of it. Yongrui cover his mouth and mutters curse between coughs and pained whines.

"This is what would've become of the Yan?! If we stayed our course?!" He wails, tears flowing from his eyes to fall from his cheeks as he looks upon the history carved in stone.

"If I had never come, perhaps. Perhaps like before, another hero would have risen and become fox ridden" You say sadly , passion draining from your words as you lead them to the earliest records in the temple, near its beginning "An endless cycle, repeating, and repeating until all men upon this world devoured each other. But before, these men, like the tigerfolk, were as ourselves"

You lower your voice, speaking quietly and respectfully as you reveal the art depicting the fall of Kanzeon and her sister ships.

"Once, they ruled the heavens, and sailed the stars. Once, humanity was spread far across the universe. With technology that could surpass the most potent of Empryical sorceries. We ruled countless worlds, our ancestors would be mistaken for gods if they returned now. But a long night fell, the winds of the Empyrean raged and warped storms across the skies of numberless worlds. in an instant, humanity was made so low. The kingdoms of the past washed away like dust on the wind. All worlds were ripped away and made alone. To Shangrala, fell a family of living ships"

You pause as you gaze upon the depiction of the kneeling figures, and the burning bodies of Kanzeon and her kinfolk. You close your eyes and sigh.

"Who gave themselves to protect their living cargo. I have found but...one of these ancient beings, made so lonely in the dark. She alone, besides myself, is the one life who knows the secrets of our past. She lived eons, and she was born when our race was in its golden age" You say mournfully, Bowing your head as you walk forward

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>>4852805

"When we were great, when we rule the heavens. She watched her people, her crew, twist and fall so low. She fought them off, and warded away the slaves of the Unseen master"

Carefully you lead Yongrui and Luli into the city where the Evil spirit and the Sorcerer Vipul were slain.

Yongrui gags upon the stench that yet lingers here, while Luli seems inured to it, perhaps because of her experience and tortures beneath the Yan. Patting the heir of the Kang gently on the back, as he retches and threatens to lose his breakfast upon the black stone beneath your feet

Into the deeper tunnel you lead them, taking a long ponderous breath before you speak once again.

"And so she was isolated, trapped in the cage of her own metal body, with only the visions of those long dead and buried for company. Her mind slept, entertained by memories of a happier past until an intruder came. A giant named Lieren" You say, as you bring your shivering horse and his riders to the entrance to Kanzeon's body.

Lights flicker to life, nearly blinding the three of you with her brilliance.

"You've been telling them about me?" Her voice rumbles through the earth as Yongrui nearly flees into the dark in panic, but Luli's single eye fills with a sparkling light of happy surprise and admiration

"In the name of all eight courts!" Yongrui yelps, as you attempt to calm him, raising an open hand into the air "This is the ally you've brought us to, Living steel! a breathing ship! a monsterous tool"

"Oh, I apologize for my existence" Kanzeon mutters ruefully, irritation clear in the buzzing beneath her constructed voice "and for my disappointment, I thought Lieren's civility and near impeccable etiquette was a reflection of your primitive society. I suppose that makes him a poetic aberration. I had thought you were snuffing out such superstitious non...."

The light inside her body flashes brightly yellow in alarm, before calming to a cool hue of green, the shade of grass cast in shadow.

"OOoOooh!" Kanzeon's voice chimes melodically "It would seem that I was mistaken! This little one is so respectful and humble, and carries the poetic prose I have come to expect from your society. I had thought I had been misled"

"A goddess! A goddess in the dark" Yongrui cries as he struggles in your arms, having fallen from the saddle in a mad attempt to flee from Kanzeon

"Not a goddess" You hiss as Kanzeon titters and cackles in amusement

"Yes, I quite agree Luli, goddess is quite the compliment but while I am flattered by this brute's view of me now that he knows I am not dumb machine, I am no god. I am just a different form of person, of life." Kanzeon says merrily as Yongrui begins to calm as you carry him inside of her body.

Its untarnished halls cleaned of all debris and working far better than when you met her, the beautiful rhythm of industry thrumming a tireless song in the depths of her magnificent form.
Cont
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>>4852806

Blossoms of flexible glass, and ignited metal grow across her walls, as soothing music begins to play as she does all she is able to set her guests' minds at ease. Including produce the synthetic aroma of newly bloomed flowers.

Truly Kanzeon is a host without peer.

"Buh'eh'ul!" Luli chants happily, such friendly sights washing away the memory of the horrors above, and calming the anger she felt towards the mere description of the devil's you've faced, her gentle nature burning brightly, doubtlessly bringing Kanzeon a similar joy to have such a gracious and understanding visitor.

"Oh always such a flatterer, and a shameless flirt" Kanzeon teases as her inner hallways shift to lead you to the medical facilities as quickly as possible "You may be able to hide your feelings from them, but I can always see into your mind, Oh noble scholar"

Yongrui glances to you, as his composure returns to him at the worst moment possible. Horror fills his eyes as Luli, unlike him, catches Kanzeon's sarcasm and teasing tone, and joins Kanzeon in her laughter, the tittering of the two maidens shaking the floor like a heartbeat as Kanzeon, for whatever, decides to replicated and amplify Luli's voice!

"Oh a man as confident as you acting like a virgin whose just seen a couple kissing beneath the silver rain of the moo..." Kanzeon says, catching herself as she mimics the Yan tongue's natural poetic prose.

"But...but..she's a machine!" Yongrui shouts out of sheer offense towards the idea of a man courting something so vastly different than themselves.

You pinch the bridge of your nose as Kanzeon chuckles in the depths of your mind.

"I am much more than a machine" Kanzeon whispers angrily, her voice carrying through the vents "I could manifest my image, if you wish to see how living I truly am"

What shall you do, as Luli and Yongrui are healed, Lieren?
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
>Meditate, the trek below the surface was arduous. Your own safety may have been assured, but the dangers presented to Luli and Yongrui were very real. Calm your mind and allow it to wander to spiritual realm.
>Write in
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>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
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>>4852809
>>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
Yin Lei wouldn't be calling for a friendly chat. This is probably important.
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>>4852809
>>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
>>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
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>>4852801
>Yongrui stares at you as if you have suddenly turned bright, vivid red and had one of your eyes pop from its sockets to fly away to find a life of its own.
Nice magnus the red reference
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>>4852809
>>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
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>>4852809
>Meditate, the trek below the surface was arduous. Your own safety may have been assured, but the dangers presented to Luli and Yongrui were very real. Calm your mind and allow it to wander to spiritual realm
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention

We havent meditated in awhile and yin lei wouldnt call unless its serious
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>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
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>>4852809
>Yin Lei
>Help with the cybernetics.
>Act the romantic fool.

The option to help out gives us first hand experience doing it, Yin lei must have something important to say and I refuse to pass up a chance to tease the Kang.
Fuck you, I will embarrass you repeatedly and frequently because it is hilarious.
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
>Meditate, the trek below the surface was arduous. Your own safety may have been assured, but the dangers presented to Luli and Yongrui were very real. Calm your mind and allow it to wander to spiritual realm.

First comes duty then we can offend the Kang.
Also if we can see the other primarchs when we meditate/sleep as we did with Emps, could we comunicate with them so they get found sooner?
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.

Good work Malal, knowing that Lieren has a perfect memeory (pun intended), he is going to laugh his ass when he meets Magnus.
Also, every time Kang Youngrui talks makes me regret helping him. Are we sure that Lieren did not mistake this asshole's soul for his overgrown? Maybe what we saw was just what Kang Yongrui thinks HE is, a noble and good yet slightly prideful man, instead of what he trutly is: a fucking idiot.
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>>4853305
*for his overgrown Ego and pride
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>>4853305
Idiocy isnt a crime, nor is principle and spite.

He is of virtue, so Lieren has seen, we are just on the receiving end of good men's ire. The issue of the Kang is their unbending principle that would see them willingly commit suicide before ignoring slights against their code which we heaped on them. They dont like us, why would they be at all pleasant?

And if you refer to the way he talks and treats with Kanzeon, I refer to the fact he is not yet 5 minutes into learning that metal can talk.
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
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>>4853329
>The issue of the Kang is their unbending principle that would see them willingly commit suicide before ignoring slights against their code
The problem is that their code is utterly retarded. They knew that the Yan were absolute monsters and still served them and fought against what they knew was a revolt of peasants against a man that almost starved them to death. I don't believe for a second that tye Kang bought the whole "demon ogre" bullshit. Lieren unlike any other leader, ALL of our brother Primarchs included, not only allowed them to continue existing and perpetuate their retarded and damaging beliefs that go against our people's interests, but also compensated them as much as possible. O good's man righteous rage my ass, Kang lives are not worth more than our soldiers' lives. They made a decision, took a side, and promptly got destroyed. In China, they would have been utterly erased from history, and this is Warhammer China. Their view of the world is disgustingly self-absorved, such is their pride.
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
>>4853305
Yongrui and Shan were kind of idiots too.
I guess it just runs it the family, you got to work through the stuborness.
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>>4853387
Mate, they recognize completely that the Yan were monsters but they promised to serve them, so they did because they said they would.
They recognize that Had Lieren spoken to them prior to the conflict he probably would have convinced them that the honourable path was to turn against the Yan.
And above all else, they recognise the good and the bad that Lieren does and how much the first outweighs the second.

It is exactly why through healing Yongrui they will give us their loyalty, because fair is fair and nothing else would be sufficient to repay us in spite of their burning hate.

Meanwhile we have A] displayed a complete lack of fucks about being honourable, B] Used such tactics to wipe out all but a handful of their family and armies, C] Specifically crippled the Kang's heir meaning that he would never be able to be a warrior ever again, which is both his families way of life and a lot of his education gone to waste and D] had the audacity to ruin the reputation of a respectable figure in their eyes [Or maybe that's just Yongrui but all the same].
What the actual fuck do you expect from them? For any one of them to smile and say "thank you giant for all of these things you have done?" or to be treated like an old friend when we rock up? They hate us because we are everything they have been brought up and taught to despise, an honourless and underhanded man who brutalized their family and they don't give a flying fuck if it was for a greater good because we STILL DID THAT and they would rather die than let it stand unaddressed.

But we did address it, because their deaths are unnecessary and nobody here is going to start recommending he be put to death for not liking us and having too much of an ego.
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>>4852809
>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.
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>>4852814
+1
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>>4853440
>Mate, they recognize completely that the Yan were monsters but they promised to serve them, so they did because they said they would.
As I said, they defended their particular view of honor, but morality-wise they did something utterly horrible and reprehensible. They have no right to talk shit.
>Had Lieren spoken to them prior to the conflict he probably would have convinced them that the honourable path was to turn against the Yan.
We acted like literally every other leader would in a war, specially after seeing the other noble houses under the Yan's banner. The treachery of the Dai killed off the remnants that were running away from the raids of our cavalry, they had alredy lost, but they lost dishonorably. I voted against it because I know about face and the repercussions of breaking it, some people don't and here we are. Even if it wasn't the Best choice, tactically speaking it was the best choice.

>And above all else, they recognise the good and the bad that Lieren does and how much the first outweighs the second.
True, but only after we througthly demonstrated our goals and results to them, to the point that not saying so would hurt their pride more than accepting we are good. Until then they were spiteful as fuck to a selfdestructive extreme.

>It is exactly why through healing Yongrui they will give us their loyalty, because fair is fair and nothing else would be sufficient to repay us in spite of their burning hate. (...) A], B], C] Specifically and D] had the audacity to ruin the reputation of a respectable figure in their eyes

This was a war and a REVOLUTION, if Shangrala is any similar to China, the fact that they fought the winner and not only lived, but also retained all their lands and titles is a reason to be grateful to the point of bowing. But oh no, they lost their armies and the nobles sent to command them in a way they didn't like, what a fucking surprise, this is shamefuru.
In the end, the problem is your definition of "honorable". For me, the Kang aren't trutly honorable, they are loyal, because they followed their leader even if they hated him, but they waged war under the command of fucking MONSTERS, alongside ignorant people that got LIED about everything and against their moral superiors. Our people fought to defend basic human decency, the Kang fought to defend THEIR honour, emphasis on their. Knowing ALL of this and they still fought us, but of course, Lieren was the one that should have approached them... They are self-absorbed and prideful, because they think they did right and have the moral high ground, even if they fucked up. We have done enough to compensate them and we did so without bitching, it's their turn.
About the point D], which figure do you refer to?
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>>4853561
Resentment isn’t going to magically disappear overnight dumbass. His clan was fucked over by us and he’s only just started to see our side. You however need to learn some damn patience.
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>>4853566
I understand that, what I don't understand is the point of arguing about this. They fucked up and won't trutly recognize it until the old generation dies and a new one is born, and even then, we'll be hearing about this for centuries. I reserve my patience for people that actually do something to deserve it.
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>>4853584
Just send them to fight the Vishnu on the frontlines.
The problem will get solved really quickly.
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>>4852809
>>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>>Meditate, the trek below the surface was arduous. Your own safety may have been assured, but the dangers presented to Luli and Yongrui were very real. Calm your mind and allow it to wander to spiritual realm.
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>>4853595
Kek, or to fight the Shuni sorcerers. But now setiously, Lieren would (almost) never do that.
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>>4853561
>They defended their view of morality
That is their morality. The death of peasants is a worthy price to maintain their oaths, which is both a chinese thing and a Kang thing, since they put a greater value on obedience than human life. So their moral foundation to speak back is existent, even if the Heir's attempts to do so are riddled with hypocrisy.

>Acted like every other leader
This isn't true, for reasons you have mentioned earlier and reasons that haven't been mentioned at all. We are more merciful than any enemy who has come before that we are aware of, as well as someone not concerned with how our actions would be seen with ploys such as with the treachery of turtles. And to remind you of why the heir was first considered to have virtue prior to meeting him was because he led his men directly to Dai Nui's aid with the intention of reclaiming his home from the invading force that had taken it, rather than any greater strategic goal in mind that superseded helping a stricken ally.

>They are spiteful in the extreme
Them being spiteful as fuck to their own destruction is called "abiding their principles" and it's annoying but worth and due respect. To think otherwise is rather hypocritical given our fondness for Luli and Yin Lei who's difference is that they believe in the journey to the point that slow torture and their executions is not enough to sway them from it's teachings.

>It was War
Still murdered their family, crippled their next leader and did so while spitting in the face of what they consider right and proper. When you are willing to be wiped out to preserve your honour being spared isn't as great a mercy as you think it is. I'd liken them to the guards of the first and second Princes of Yan, who don't like us because we don't give a fuck about the martial codes and gunned the princes down. They don't like us because of that but they follow out of duty.

>The problem is your definition of honourable
I don't think it is, because that's not the root of the issue. The root of the issue so it seems to me is that you are annoyed by their staunch pride and Yonguri's Passive-aggressiveness and want them to shut up and/or sing our praises for not butchering them to the last, but people don't work that way.
My position is "They don't like us and they hate us in fact, but that doesn't invalidate their virtue nor does complaining."

On the case of "we are more moral than them and why can't they see that?" I'll just give you a quote from the lord of Kang.
>"The Shuni excuse their actions similarly, that if we simply lived as them, they would cease their assaults and welcome as as family and friends with open arms."
Two systems of values not syncing up and then decrying them as stupid and childish for not immediately converting to our values is childish and moreover it is tyranical.

>Which figure?
Dai Nui, I recall Youguri talking about how much he respected him and how much the shit we told him to do will damn him.
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>>4853616
I don't recall if it was a wide respect, but I believe it was. May have just been the heir's though. Anyway damning him for our own aims didn't help optics at all.

>>4853584
The point of arguing about it is that I refuse to let the notion that abiding their code of honour, even to self destructive ends, is something to be mocked or invalidates their virtue unless it directly contradicts the journey's teachings.

Being willing to die to spite the giant can still be found in a virtuous man. A man enslaving others to build a better road to tomorrow isn't and your impatience with the fact that we've done nothing to be appreciable in their eye so they still regard us like shit shouldn't factor into our judgements of people.

>>4853595
>>4853611
They are bordered by the Shuni rather than the Vishnu.
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Kangs are by definition honorable.
> adherence to what is right or to a conventional standard of conduct.
Being willing to die for their beliefs can be considered foolish but that does not make it any less virtuous.
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>>4853616
>"They don't like us and they hate us in fact, but that doesn't invalidate their virtue nor does complaining."
They only have virtue in their own eyes. They following the Yan out of pride and oaths is acceptable from a cultural standpoint (mainly theirs), but not a virtue at all. From a moral standpoint, they are wrong, from an ethical standpoint, they are wrong, from the perspective of a human with common sense, they are autistic. They made a decision and it was fucking awful, then backfired and they blame us because we did 1 dishonorable thing against us, but they barely acknowledge how the Kang did plenty of things that both attacked the core of our philosophy (following a tyrant for selfish reasons, because honor is selfish if it damages every good person in the planet but you) and threatened to harm a lot of innocent people (giving guns to Gao and his psychogang).
>Two systems of values not syncing up and then decrying them as stupid and childish for not immediately converting to our values is childish and moreover it is tyranical.
Imagine, you own loyalty to a guy, and that guy is a degenerate that enslaves and tortures the innocent, and you know it. When the innocent revolt and fight him for their lives and freedom, you try to kill them. It is fine because you are just following your honor, and your way of thinking should be allowed to exist without a problem, despite it causing great damage to others. Freedom of ideology does not excuse being fucking retarded and selfish, no matter how good are their intentions or how benevolent is their own perception of their acts. For all I care they can think whatever they want, but if it damages others, then we have a problem and they must stop.
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Actually I just realized. What if we wrote verses of the Journey on the prosthetics and infused our psyker powers into them?
>>4853659
> They only have virtue in their own eyes.
Objectively wrong.
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>>4853595
>>4853626
Exactly, they have experience fighting the Shuni, not the Vishnu.
Also their honour would demand that they throw themselves at the meatgrinder of fighting in melee with berserkers and demanding duels with khornates.
Of course that would be only with Lieten was a massive asshole, so we got to just deal with the Kangz.
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>>4853611
>>4853677
Fuck, I quoted myself instead of the other anon.
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>>4852809
>>Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
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>>4853659
And lierens eyes, lest you forget. If they were not then we wouldnt be having this discussion and they would be hanging from their own walls.

>morally and ethically they are in the wrong
According to you rather than them. Why are you unable to see this from their perspective, despite acknowledging that this is space china and you know how utterly cruel ancient and modern china is? We deserve their praise for not being a cruel as was typical but they deserve damning because they follow the morality and loyalty of the same thing you keep bringing up?

>We did 1 dishonourable thing
Still 1 too many. Just doing something wrong, from their perspective, once doesnt mean you didnt do something wrong.

>They barely acknowledged how they did plenty of attacking our philosophy.
That they did. But I dont see any benefit or gain at all for making them admit this outside of a debate on ethics. It changes nothing for them nor does it fit with this conversation on why you can be both virtuous and a daft cunt.

>following their oaths, even if they command you to do evil.
Kill them until they stop or break their oath. But following those oaths is both completely fine by their own and the old morality of the kingdom. It doesnt in the new when those oaths command the harming of innocents but this is a new world not the old one.
In the old world it is morally and ethically good to butcher an uprising because you are told to. In the new this is evil and will see you executed for it.

I am not going to condemn them for doing what was considered good but no longer isnt.

And it wasn't Kang who gave them guns. It was Cao, the man who we left in charge of the capitol
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>>4853671
>Objectively wrong
My apologies:
They only have virtue in their own eyes, and the people that tinks like them. Also you.
But seriously, as much as I hate the phrase, let's agree to disagree, we should move on to more interesting and productive topics, like how our bromance with Kanzeon will develop into our Ivraine having timetravelling bullets and blackhole guns, and thus being objectively superior.
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>>4853698
Your arguments are invalid, while they old world was dying, the new one was very present and obvious. They followed a rule of absolute tyranny, terror, death and depravity, even by ancient Chinese standards, as depicted by their disgust they regarded the Yan with as they followed their orders to a letter and tried to defeat Shangrala's only hope. They saw what we wanted (they knew about the journey because of the people that came clamorong about it and got publicly tortured to death) and acknowledged our goals as good, but they kept doing the same evil as always. Anything that leads to that is not a virtue and any ideology that defends it as one is fundamentally flawed and should hold no weight in any argument. In the same way that water is universally refered as a giver of life, except when it's killing people, dying for your beliefs is regarded as virtuous as long as your beliefs are not harming the world and everyone whithin but you and your degenerate tyrant overlord.
They are products of their society, and they paid the prize, no they should stop and change for the better. Stop playing the devil's advocate.
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>>4853759
>Stop playing devils advocate
No.

They are indeed products of their society and while their actions serving the tyrants are not good by any measure, their beliefs are not any more evil than a sword is.

But I will turn the argument around, if they are evil and they have no virtue as you have claimed then why have we not killed all but the children? Lieren would not abide the existence of tyrants within the ruling elite and he can tell these things at a glance, so why are they not dead and why is Lieren wrong?
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>>4853759
>>4853814
fuck's going on now?
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>>4853875
an anon got salty that he got called out on his bs reasons about our mc not being honorable while the Yan is in his POV. you're seeing the result of said calling out.
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>>4854110
Whoever that anon is, is very much a gay.
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>>4854110
I think you misread some of that anon.

The conversation was about the Kang and how much they don't like us, along with some accusations of their heir being unvirtuous because he is a whining passive aggressive cunt.
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>>4854124
how about we wait for malal to post a new thread link before you two run the thread over the limit ok? ok.
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>>4854147
Nah, the conversation is over now.
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Calling the vote now. I've already archived this thread.

Ever since you've arrived, your radio has been buzzing with an incoming transmission from Yin Lei. See what urgent matter requires your attention: 17

Assist the operation, and explain the concept of cybernetics and vat grown flesh to them as they are "repaired", as you help rivet metal to flesh.: 10

Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing:7

Meditate, the trek below the surface was arduous Calm your mind and allow it to wander to spiritual realm.:3

Total votes:17

Answering the Black general's call, and assisting in the treatment/ cybernetic replacement wins.

Writing now and will post the link to the new thread once its up

Also, some tunes. One of my favourite russian 40k fans songs just got a stringstorm cover.

Enjoy

https://youtu.be/oOTA-Aq8y24

>>4852821
>>4853305
Magnus deserves a shout out

>>4854147
Oh don't worry, we're not anywhere near the limit.

>>4853875
I just imagined two remembrancers arguing when I was reading through the discussion. Or two space marines debating the truth of the past.
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>>4852809
>Feeling mischievous yourself, play the part of the romantic fool seeking his beloved's affection with Kanzeon. Purely to offend Yongrui's traditionally reserved upbringing
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>>4854277
Jus make it canon home slice. Make some anon's the rememberances.
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>>4854302
The battle of the redactors and the journeymen
Which side is more autistic? We may never find out.
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>>4854277
>I just imagined two remembrancers arguing when I was reading through the discussion. Or two space marines debating the truth of the past.
kek
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>>4854277
Can we experiment with the cybernetics a little? Like engraving words of the Journey into and infusing our “Qi” into it?
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New thread: >>4854357
Get in here lads

>>4854360
You can if you want to
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>>4853759
Old thread but before it gets archived I want the world to know that (you) are an imbecile of the highest order

Like seriously, this guy's giving reasonable and thoughtful answers to you but you just cry about your feefees and whine about how they don't immediately suck our cock.

You sir are a weenie



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