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You are Lieren, Hero of the land and forger of the fledging kingdom that has risen from the ashes of the tyrannical kingdom of old, Valiant son of nothing, friend of the common folk, shaper of prosperity, bringer of plenty and the Golden eyed giant whose heralded a new dawn of benevolence and wise rule. And you are the Emperor of mankind's second son, the primarch of his second legion of transhuman warriors named astartes. Having turned your focus once more to building and innovating, you brought gifts from the ancient ship Kanzeon, and left her body with a deeper understanding of the nature of yourself and your creation.

Seeking to test the effectiveness of protective charm derived from the technology and arcane wards of the gestation pod that bore you to Shangrala's surface nearly nine years before, and so sought out an site tainted by the bitter winds of the empyrean. Upon the field of turtle's treachery, you found a sites suitable to gauge the power of your Null Denouncement Charms, and through gathering the energies present there, drew a warped spirit from the depths of the other realm into an area built between the borders of the two worlds.

In the boundary between the graves of the fallen and the garden of despair, you battled this new, terrible enemy beneath the gaze of two entities beyond the veil of comprehension. An avatar of life's great bounty, and an very incarnation of stagnancy and contagion. Utilizing your recently acquired psykerist techniques, you bested your devilish opponent before it's corroded blade could infect you with the unnatural plagues it barred upon its broken edge. Having thus banished the spiritual corruption and malevolent Qi from the Kang's lands, you swore an oath both to the captive blossom named Isha and the toad king Nurgle who kept her, swearing to one day free her from her tortuous imprisonment while swearing to see the garden of misery and twisted merriment burned until not even ash remained.

Recovering from the ordeal and hateful glare of the patriarch of all filth days later, you set about continuing your work in the material world, and began to heal the lands of men who once your foes. Beginning the marshes of the Xue, you drove out the raiders sent by the Vishnu Kings, and aided the lord Xue Liang in the uplifting of his backwater region to one day become a center of industry and wealth. As the giant's road carefully spread its roots into the bogs and mires of the borderland, you approached the sole surviving member of the Xue three with a humble request.

In exchange for revealing the hidden wealth of his lands, and ensuring it would become an industrial power house in the future, you asked that he would campaign for your dear and loyal Companion Jinhai's claim to the throne of the newly born kingdom rather than your own.
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>>4854357

Leaving the swamps cast in the glow of electric lights, you then approached the ever prideful and honor bound Kang, who for the tragedy enacted upon your command, held you with great contempt and seething malice.

The Silver Lions of Kang, were content to commit extend suicide, preferring to the many enemies of the former Yan Kingdom alone rather than bow to the authority of a man who to their perception, was a deceitful and wretched villain.

However, your vast intellect and well honed cunning had allowed you to understand the one gift the egos of Kang would not allow them to take without swearing an Oath of loyalty. The healing of their criplled son and Heir, Kang Yongrui, the slayer of your departed friend small Chen.

Having thus returned the Xue and Kang to the peerage of the reborn kingdom's vassals, you journeyed once more to the dark pit where Kanzeon lay, taking as your companions the broken Yongrui and the crippled Luli, the loyal follower of the Journey who endured the worst cruelty of the Yan princes without losing her hope or faith.

Revealing to your companions the truth of Humanities past, and the nature of spirits and the corruptive powers they wield, you presented them to your friend born in eons long past, and lent your hand to rebuild the two's bodies in cybernetic flesh.
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Yongrui's face was as white as a frozen corpse, his eyes bulged from his skulls, veins threatening to burst as he lay upon the lotus shaped operation table. You stood by his side, as Kanzeon puppeted the majority of the surgical instruments that carved through his ruined flesh and bones. His damages nerves must've been screaming beneath his skin.

But it was his choice to refuse anesthesia, and had demanded to remain conscious during the entirety of the grueling operation. Truly, he was a man whose stubbornness was without peer. Well, there was one thing within him that could hope to challenge his stubborn. Endurance. No man should have been able to endure the rigors of having his body taken apart and built back anew in metal and forgotten technology. Yet, the heir of the Kang endured and had even remained aware enough beneath the pain to question the nature of his treatment.

His grey streaked hair, soaked through with the sweat beading down his brow, was parted to allow his eyes the freedom to view his body being butchered so it may be mended and made anew. A smile had crept upon his lips as he watched replacement nerves be woven beneath the flesh that could be saved, and he grinned manically as his limbs, which could not be repaired, were instead replaced with cybernetic imitations.

However beneath the agony and relief of once more being made whole, their was a fear hidden away, tucked into a corner of his mind. Perhaps the man himself was unaware of it, but it could not escape your notice. It was understandable, and a rare logical breed of dread. For how could one's soul extend to lifeless metal?
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>>4854358

What else could this treatment seem than a selling of one's natural born essence? What else could the technology appear as besides abhorrent witchcraft.

But he would learn the distinction, and come to understand his new body. As would many others, when this gift could be shared with the world, and spread across all corners of the land. At least no one would be so foolish as to come to worship these cybernetic replacements, and certainly no man would be mad enough to voluntarily replace his own living flesh with wires and mechanical servos.

"I can't move these steel arms" Yongrui mumbled, half incoherent as his eyes fluttered and struggled to remain open

"That is because the foundation of your cybernetic alteration shall be applied last, your spinal column and nervous system in general is too damaged to interlink with the machines now fused to your frame" Kanzeon explained as you tried to ignore the sound of your personal radio clattering towards the edge of a table by its own vibrations.

"What does the lady in the machine mean? why can't I move my arms yet?" Yongrui asks, nearly intoxicated by his pain and the synthetic blood dripping into his veins to prevent him from fall unconscious due to blood loss, as per his own wishes.

"She means, like with Luli, we'll have to replace portions or perhaps the entirety of your spine so your body can adapt to its new limbs" You explain, wincing as you imagine the depth of agony such an operation would entail upon a waking mind. This man's idiocy and mulish nature was almost deserving of praise! Surely there had to be a limit to the Kang's conviction to never shy away from pain nor hardship! this was blatant madness at this point, but agreeing to these deranged terms was the only way to get Yongrui to lay upon the Lotus table to begin with!

He must be near his limit, he'll break soon and beg to be put under. It is commendable to withstand torture and abuse, but it is concerning for a man to come to decide of his own free will to bear pain beyond imaging simply out of a sense of honor!

Luli, had been wise. She listened when it was suggested she be made to slumber deeply and dreamlessly so she would not have to known the pain of her treatments. The stinging of artificial optic nerves being wired into her brain, the sensation of the remnants of her tongue being cut away and replaced alongside several discs of her spine, both of her legs and her mangled hands. She now slept, to awake as a woman reborn, with graceful limbs of the same metal that was the "flesh" and "bone" of Kanzeon's body, and her voice returned her, to see the world with renewed clarity and to greet it with her unbreakable faith once more.
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>>4854361

But here Yongrui sat, twitching as you connected wire to bone, and fused skin to steel, connecting every viable nerve to the last limb before he'd have to be lifted to have his spine sliced apart to be remade as a collection of wires and miniscule computers connected the stem of his brain to convey his subconscious and convert it into movement as seamlessly as it would with the limbs he was born with.

However it is incredibly hard to focus on your work, whichthe merest twitch of the hand would ruin and further mangle the proud, and often times needlessly aggressive Kang Yongrui, while your radio buzzes and loudly chimes to grab your attention. Yin Lei has been calling since you've arrived! the damnable cacophony has grown to become quite an irritation, but despite your annoyance concerning its shrill cry, you know Yin Lei would not call unless it was vital to. Which means, he must have a serious concern that requires your attention. A truly troublesome matter, doubtlessly.

"If you wish, Yongrui, you can be administered pain killers and be rendered unconscious, before the final processes of your treatment" You say gently, emptying your mind of the stress slowly growing within its halls as you look down upon the dazed heir of the Kang, who merely looks to you with a cocksure grin.

"What's a little more pain, for one who has suffered as much as I?" he questions smugly, his eyes twinkling with renewed resolve. Mentally exhausted, you turn your eyes to the projection of Kanzeon's image standing across the operating table, and meet her eyes to wordlessly show her your disbelief towards Yongrui's stubborn insistence to feel every pinch, cut, slice, burn and stab of his treatment.

"I would advise the same. The border between fortitude and masochism is a thin one indeed, this isn't commendable, its foolish. You're being a fool, young man, an incredible fool, but a fool none the less. This feels more like butchery than treatment!" Kanzeon 's voice groans through the speaks, her pain and struggle to continue treating Yongrui despite the pain it inflicts clear in her voice "Must my hands be painted in not only your blood, but also your torment?"

"Fine...Lieren can perform this part of the treatment by himself, can he not? I am sorry for forcing you to do something you were uncomfortable with, I know I cannot be forgiven for such a slight, noble scion of ages past. But my honor has been sullied enough, I cannot bear further shame. I must endure this, so I can know my spirit still burns in my chest" Yongrui says, forcing himself to sit up to meet your eyes

"I abhor causing unnecessary pain, but I can also not turn another away from the path they have chosen, no matter how idiotic it is. If you refuse my advise, then I warn you, your mind will suffer worse than your body, Kang Yongrui" You austerely warn
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>>4854362

"I was a dead man living before, I will withstand this slight pain, to prove to myself I am still whole" Yongrui says, his eyes wide as his smirk turns into a grimace of pain.

What kind of man views suffering as a means to prove himself? Such foolishness, such pointless bravado. However, he will not allow himself to be healed, unless he is awake through the treatment.

With a heavy sigh, you prepare yourself mentally, and void your mind.
cont"As you wish" You mechanically answer "But remember, we both warned you of what is to come. I am thankful you allowed Kanzeon to back away, and remove her hands from your self inflicted torture, but you are a fool to desire it to begin with"

"Only a coward hides away from pain. Though I need this treatment, it'd be a sign of cowardice to simply endure it as I sleep" Yongrui says, closing his eyes and clenching his jaws "Begin, I am ready...I shall tell my family you followed my wishes, as an honorable man would"

And I should tell them you're an idiot beyond measure, you think idly as you prepare the surgical implements. Kanzeon's flicker as she restrains a chuckle at your hidden thoughts
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Wiping sweat from your brow, you sit outside of Luli and Kang Yongrui's recovery room, hearing one sing and the other whimper as Kanzeon scolds a grown man like he was boy who scrapped his knee in play. The imbecile of a Lion.

Pressing your thumb upon the screen, you at last answer Yin Lei's call.

"I am sorry my friend, but I was too busy to answer your message earlier. Forgive me for my lack of haste" You whisper into the radio, heavy breathing broadcasted to you in turn.

"Is this device working? I can never tell if it is. Yes...yes I see the light is glowing, but that could be" Yin Lei mutters quietly before gasping and sighing in relief in awe "Oh what a wonderous thing, it amazes me every time I see it used. Radio, our words broadcast across the world. Simply wonderous. It makes me as giddy as a boy in love"

"I assume you had a reason to call for me besides praising Kanzeon's gift" You reply, as Yin Lei sighs, as his voice slowly fills with frustration and barely restrained rage.

"Of course, I would not misuse such a treasure nor squander its potential for so petty a distraction" Yin Lei hisses, his tone darkening with every word spoken "Yes, I am sorry to interrupt your necessary labors, I mean no disrespect. But the Luo and Huang have escalated their respective interfacial conflicts, and through bonds of marriage and vows of friendship, their pointless wars are threatening to spill across their borders into the liberated lands! Already have their fractured families sent messengers, pleading for aid, calling upon alliances new and old, and seeking to pit our people against each other to decided which fool shall sit upon their seats like so many squabbling children!"
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>>4854365

"Both of those contemptible lineages should be put to the sword or noose! I am at my wits end and driven to the brink of madness dealing with these villainous cretins"

You sigh through your nose and bow your head.

You had expected something of this nature would occur. Three crises to be solved, and one would have to be the last to be dealt with.

"Lieren? Lieren?! Can you hear my voice! Did my message reach you across the ether?!" Yin Lei shouts, still assuming raising his voice will make the radio transmit it further, like the majority of who have been gifted them believe "THE LUO AND HUANG ARE INCITING FURTHER CONFLICT"

"Yes, yes I heard the entirety of what you spoke to me, my dear friend" You say, groaning under your breath as you press the flat of you hand against your brow "I am just, pausing to think"

"Oh, that is relieving to hear" Yin Lei says seriously "How shall we deal with these ruffians then?"

What do you tell the Black general, Lieren?
>"Block of their borders, I shall deal with this matter personally. Send the message across the broadcast stations, any who pledges their army to either of the infighting families shall be branded as a criminal"
>"Gather the armies beneath your banners, and end this childish affair. If any of member of the Luo or Huang are free of the sinfulness of their kin, they shall be give the lordships of their lands. And mind your zealous rage, my friend"
>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
>"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face"
>Write in
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Also posting the commission of Lieren's visage an incredibly generous and based anon purchased, because it is amazing and deserves to be at the top of the new thread.

Alongside a song: https://youtu.be/oOTA-Aq8y24
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>>4854361
>At least no one would be so foolish as to come to worship these cybernetic replacements, and certainly no man would be mad enough to voluntarily replace his own living flesh with wires and mechanical servos.
Poor poor Lieren. Just wait until he encounters the Mechanicum.

>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
Our friend needs to start somewhere
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>>4854366
>>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
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>>4854387
I get the feeling we're gonna have a long talk with Ferrus Manus about this subject in the future.
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>>4854366
>"Block of their borders, I shall deal with this matter personally. Send the message across the broadcast stations, any who pledges their army to either of the infighting families shall be branded as a criminal"
>"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face"
Send a messenger first to stop the conflict, while we go there to solve it.
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>>4854366
>"Block of their borders, I shall deal with this matter personally. Send the message across the broadcast stations, any who pledges their army to either of the infighting families shall be branded as a criminal"
>>"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face"
>>4854396
Ferrus disapproved of his sons' obsession with cybernetic enhancement. He was going to curb their practices and strip the necrodermis from his hands, but died before he was able to.
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>>4854369
Nice song

At first I thought something was off with the enunciation etc. but then I saw it was a cover of a song written and sung in Russian
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>>4854397
+1
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>>4854366
>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
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>>4854586
Summon Jinhai, if he is to gain popularity, he needs to show the kingdom and nobility his ability to handle such issues, because they’re just gonna keep cropping up down the line.
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>>4854366
>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
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>>4854416
+1
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>>4854366
>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
>"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face"


"If they understand their foolinesh, and stop immediatly all conflict they may send each one member of their families for represent them at the capital and present their.... 'motivations' and 'claims'."
"If they stop immediatly."
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>>4854669
>Write in
Work with Kazeon during our stay here (while Luli and Yongrui heal) for create gifts for our companions and friends. Useful gifts and worthy for their new offices (Aruma, Jinhai, Yin Lei, Yongrui could be a weapon or armor, Guozhi a psyker device and so on)

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.
It could be also 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, perfect for a new role in this new age.

>Write In
When we return, send an edict to the capital. While Jinhai resolves the conflict of the Huang and Luo houses, an army rally by us 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 (except the Gao that are already secure). 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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>>4854366
>Block the borders to prevent more joining this war.
>Send Jinhai.

Resolving this issue will give him a legitimate demonstration of skill and potentially good standing.
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>>4854722
Also, boomer Yin Lei is hillarious. Especially since he has been sat there yelling at a box for what must have been hours without giving up.
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>>4854366
>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"

If Jinhai's to be the king, he'll need to forge his reputation independent of us. Might as well start here.
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>>4854397
Actually, changin it to
>"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains"
>"Block of their borders, I shall deal with this matter personally. Send the message across the broadcast stations, any who pledges their army to either of the infighting families shall be branded as a criminal"
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>>4854766
>>4854732
So the general idea is that we make interference into this case illegal and send Jinhai to fix it while we work our uplifting magic, yeah?
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>>4854807
Yeah, stop this from escalating to civil war 2, send Jinhai to sort the problem, and them we judge them using our special eyes.
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>>4854810
Jinhai sorting the problem means that we don't need to judge them since the dispute would be over.
Actually no, We'd still need to scour the family tree for rotten roots.
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>>4854848
It's just to be safe.
Also we need to give them the deal to support Jinhai. Him going to solve it should already garantee support, but it doesn't hurt to be sure.
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>>4854366
>"Block of their borders, I shall deal with this matter personally. Send the message across the broadcast stations, any who pledges their army to either of the infighting families shall be branded as a criminal"
>"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face"
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>>4854358
>But it was his choice to refuse anesthesia, and had demanded to remain conscious during the entirety of the grueling operation.
this dude is tougher than Lieren. i think he enjoys it. we need to keep an eye on this motherfucker, he's going to go dark.

>>4854366
>>"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face"
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>>4855030
I think he's just being a fucking idiot based on the whimpering he was doing in the end

Also, did anyone else find it incredibly cute how luli and Kang were interacting last thread?

I think we found a way to tame this foolish lion with the gentle woman
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What do you guys think interactions between most xenos races at large, A.I.s, and eldars will be like?
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>>4855156
I don't think so. All I saw of it was Luli trying to educate Kang on "don't judge people due to their birth".

Then again, I've missed shit before, what signs did he display of liking her?
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>>4855274
Violent as usual for 40k.
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>>4855274
We will dunk on them.
And they will feel so bad that they will either join us or deleted themselves out of shame.
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>>4855404
it's not 40k yet, and relations with the Eldar have been better around 30k before Horus got goofed.

>>4855410
We can lord over them the fact we got the honor of kicking the ass of the Lord of Rust, and talk to their mega mommy milkers goddess.
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>>4855459
Where are already doing Operation: Mommy Ship Milkers anon, we have to get one milf at a time.
And than we put them at a arena, last one standing wins.
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>>4855486
>implying we won't love them all like they deserve
Degenerate.
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>>4855493
A man can only love one mother, to hoard them is to be selfish.
That means we must find other sons for the losers.
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>>4855501
harems are the only correct answer
>Lieren's harem constists of several purified greater demons, a hand full of GaoT A.I.'s, some xenos goddesses, and a pair of demons of the Emperor.
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>>4855504
Excellent taste. Our Primarch skill shall be rehabilitating milf harems. I wonder what that means for our legion?
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>>4855504
Begone from this place slaneshi heretic!
Thank good you haven't suggested that perpetual that is the new cannon's mother of the primarch.
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>>4855516
https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Erda
All the big names of the founding of the Imperium are now secretly superhero perpetuals that been alive since the dawn of mankind. Enjoy.
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>>4855521
....that is inexcusably stupid.
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>>4855531
even more stupid thanks to new canon, it wasn't chaos who whisked the primarchs away, it was Erda using her psychic bullshit because she felt that emps was taking her babies away from her.
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>>4855550
And it wasn't the emperor that made the primarchs. It was her, she was the genious geneticist. Also the emperor just let her live after she threw the primarchs.
Also Malcador is a 7000 years old perpetual too, and the primarchs were a synthetic perpetual project, so in a way only Vulcan is a sucess, yet he wasn't the emperor's favorite.
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>>4855558
you can really tell that the one's to made that has no fucking idea about warhammer and/or doesn't give a fuck.
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>>4855558
I wanna know what the fuck the one who wrote this was smoking
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>>4855558
I'm not too mad about Malcador, the man is the strongest mortal psyker ever recorded I think so the difference between biologically immortal by default and Biologically immortal by godlike power is a sort of thin one.

The rest, jesus christ do you not read your own fucking books.
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>>4855550
You’re missing one important detail she did it to “save” them from being Big E’s generals only to fuck all of them over, she also never regret her actions. Though I suspect none of this stupidity was the author’s fault so much as a demand GW.
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>>4855607
I did forget that.
she sure did save angron. Her intervention only made his life better...... Oh wait.
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>>4855550
>Women making the universe a worse place
Shocking no one.
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>>4855630
based
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>>4855410
orks after meeting Lieren
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>>4855624
Also the reason the Emperor couldn't help Angron.
He didn't actually know how to save him, and in no way he would search for Edra to ask for help, but his enormous ego demanded for him to say that he could but wouldn't because of his "plans".
>>4855604
He was called the cursed wanderer, a major space-arabian edgelord sorceror, like fucking Thulsa Doom in space, all of that before meeting the emperor.
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Oh, and don't forget that apparently, the reason Space Marines are called Astartes is because one lady who worked with Emps on the geneseed was called Astarte.

https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Amar_Astarte

Apparently this Erda bitch wasn't the only woman in Emp's life who tried to fuck over his work for utterly inane reasons.
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>>4855607
>Women thinking they do good with no forethought to anything.
>Ruins it all anyways and feels no remorse
It checks out, actual empathy is pretty rare from them.
>>4855640
>Speaks with an Ork clan, and tells them about Chaos
>Points out great places to hit them, not Khorn though
The Emperor's Big Greens, you never expect them.
>>4855645
>Wouldn't search for her
I don't blame him, any bitch crazy enough to think flinging super infants through hell out of spite is unhinged and can't be trusted.
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>>4855657
And that is hurting my brain to comprehend, and I've had to watch a chink scream about black dick for 30 minutes.
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>>4855657
It's almost like despite GW's current trend of self-sabotage, nothing can stop the Emperor from looking like...the Emperor.
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I just don't understand what's the point of even having Erda be the one to cause the Primarchs to be scattered instead of the Chaos Gods/corrupted HH-era Word Bearers sent back in time. It was a point towards the power of Chaos, showing that for all the godlike bullshit big E can do, there's powers in the galaxy that can just bulldoze through all his safeguards and contingencies.

This new version just makes Chaos look like inept fuckheads that need to be handheld through their biggest gambit in existence by the sheer fucking stupidity of a human woman, a Perpetual no less, who is one of the few people who should know better. It makes the Dark Gods look like less of a threat, which clashes with GW's hard-on for making Chaos the MOST POWAHFUL VILLAINS EVAH!
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>>4855664
Basically, the bitch failed to make space marines work because they kept getting mutated without an cheatsheet to compare how it should be, so she blamed her failures on Big E and tried to destroy all the work in a tantrum.
The Emperor has really shit taste with woman scientists, doesn't he?
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>>4855683
GW has shit taste in political leanings, but I wouldn't be surprised if Emps autistic ass had bad luck with women too.
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>>4855683
it shows what happens when women tries to be something/someone they have no god damn right to be. and to not be in the damn kitchen. so yes we can all blame her for the shitshow that 40k had become.

thank you GW for giving us the scapegoat to blame for all the setting's problems.
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>>4855658
"emprah greenest" auxiliary force of the 2nd legion fighting a "Empyrean" entity (circa **,***)
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>>4855688
Well, most of the problems with the Imperium, anyway. The lion's share of the GALAXY'S problems are still the Eldar's fault.
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>>4855688
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>>4855675
>Creates a story to empower a woman character and make her right in restropect
>Accidentatly makes her the person responsible for fucking up everything
>Also makes the big villains look like they can only win through writer's intervention
Kek
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>>4855698
Wait a second
Erda
Eldar
Eldrad? (Who the fuck kills people while offering an alliance)
She was fated to ruin everything.
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>>4855715
>Eldrad in Drag, that was his biggest secret.
Motherfucker.
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>>4855698
Well I mean She put him there, so it's still her fault.
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>>4855719
Fucking hot
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>>4855768
Fucking faggot you mean, get that Slannesh trash into the airlock.
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>>4855715
>>4855719
Fuck, the question mark wasn't suposed to exist
But it's way funnier this way, so I'm glad it happened.
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>>4855781
>>4855790
Traps are hot. Do not dely the slender feminine elf boy girls.
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>>4855942
Begone filth
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>>4855945
Trap bussi is normal! Stop being a bigot!
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>>4855961
>Stop being a bigot!
Your kind need to be incinerated.
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>>4855971
He's fishing my dude.
With some very cheap bait.
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>>4855980
I am fishing. Fishing for a fun time and bantz.

Fucking hell what was the previous topic besides the milf mommies?
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>>4855980
I would also like to bring up that it's perfectly straight for a man to dominate about man sexually. Theres nothing more arousing than asserting your dominance over another male.
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>>4855981
That's a good enough reason.
>>4855992
I think this all started from someone asking how Lieren would react to rogue A.I.s, eldar, xenos in general and all the insanity of the other human worlds.
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>>4855994
Ok, who let Guilliman in here?
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>>4855994
Heresy is gifted the Emperor's Mercy.
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>>4855999
Quick, everybody hide the soapboxes and parchment!
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>>4855624
>>4855607
>Angron learns of this
>Attains a Zen of indescribable fury that makes even Khorne take notice
>The whole time he goes to the material realm to hunt down Erda he's tranquil and quiet as can be
>Needless to say all the Khornates are creeped out by this
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>>4856170
>Angron and attained a state of such unrelenting fury that only Lieren has ever come close to experiencing.
>When Lieren finds out he offers to help him personally to help his brother
>Angron just vaguely nods and keeps walking
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>>4856178
had* attained
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>>4856178
Witg the help of the Milfhunter, Angron shall locate Erda in mere seconds.
The question is will he have his revenge, or demand that she fix her fucking mistake?
Find out next time on Angry Bros Quest!
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>>4856194
>Angry Bros Quest
Never have I needed something so much until I heard it.....
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>>4856198
>Super Angry Primarch Bros. 2
>coming soon on the Super Cogitator 64
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>>4856206
>Kung Fu Primarch with Guando spam that reaches across the screen
>Angron is drop and blend up that part of the screen
>Together the bully and butcher everything that stands in they're way
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>>4856206
Every copy of Super Angron 64 is personaly crafted by a heretek in the hell-forge of Nippon.
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>Angron gets so Angry Zen he transcends past being a Daemon and reverts back to an idealized Angron
>Angron: Aight, I'mma head out
>Khorne: Wait, that's illegal.
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>>4856221
>Emps: LIEREN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ANGERING ANGRON SO MUCH!!!
>Lieren: Father, have you ever heard of the legend of Nuclear Gandhi?
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>>4856216
And of course when you beat the game, there's new game plus.
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>>4856226
>Emperor: OF COURSE I DO. I PURPOSEFULLY CODED HIM THAT WAY.
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Also since I decided to bother to make a meme, here's another.
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Calling the vote now.

"Summon Jinhai, pull him from Lady Gao's side and gather the armies beneath his banner. He shall solve the troubles afflicting the Luo or Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains":11

"Block of their borders, I shall deal with this matter personally. Send the message across the broadcast stations, any who pledges their army to either of the infighting families shall be branded as a criminal": 4

"Here is what shall be done. A messenger, guarded by the most elite of our country's warriors, shall go to each fraction and present to them an ultimatum. They shall cease their infighting, and await a decision by council naming the true lord of their lands, or their families shall be stripped of all titles, prestige and face": 5

Work with Kazeon during our stay here (while Luli and Yongrui heal) for create gifts for our companions and friends. Useful gifts and worthy for their new offices:1

When we return, send an edict to the capital. While Jinhai resolves the conflict of the Huang and Luo houses, an army rally by us 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:1

Total votes: 15

So commanding Jinhai to bring the Luo and Huang families to a heel wins, presenting the Son of the sea a chance to win prestige and build a reputation independent from Lieren.

Writing now

Also posting the map an Anon made last thread, because it should be posted again, as should all of this quests fanart. Cause it is all great

>>4856170
>>4856178
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>>4856216
>>4856221
>>4856226
Now that was funny.

>>4856231
>>4856265
And so were these. the latter probably being the only good thing to come from Erda. GW can be a stupid bunch of bastards sometimes

>>4854434
HMkids are great.

>>4855156
Yeah turns out having your spine, most of your internal organs, limbs and nervous system renovated is not the most pleasant of experiences.
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Suddenly, a realization strikes you. Merely influencing the outcome of the vote through strong arming and calling upon the favor of powerful and prestigious men, may not be enough to keep the crown from coming to rest upon your brow. Jinhai's reputation and all of the glory he has won, every deed great and small has been accomplished beneath your banner, and have thus only served to further heighten and bolster the legend of your name, increasing your prestige and face more than his own. The people simply will not vote for a king who is seen as little more than the servant of a better man.

They do not know Jinhai personally, and have not seen his wisdom and at times seemingly boundless intellect and array of skills. No, Jinhai must separate his name from your own and swim up the river of hardship beneath no banner besides his own, to show to the populace the true magnificence of his character and mind. The son of the sea must gather glory, respect, and prestige to have a hope to defeat the myth of Lieren in his unknowing bid for the throne. Even the manipulations and preparations you've already set into motion will falter and fail if the people do not truly believe Jinhai is capable and deserving of such a vaunted position.

And words can only achieve so much. His independent deeds must be observed and judged by the kingdom at large, his actions must be enshrined in their minds and recorded. His valor noted, his honor spoken off and his potential the subject rumor and gossip!

Nearly lashing your arm outwards out of habit alone, you lean against the wall and flatten your back against it. The thrumming of the energy coursing through Kanzeon's glass and wire veins prickles against your shoulders as you find the proper words and courteous terminology to use in the command to be soon given.

And with a sigh, you resume the dialogue between yourself and the fuming Black general.

"Summon Jinhai!" You growl sternly, mimicking Yin Lei's own fury to give the man a sense of vindication towards his own feelings "Pull him from Gao Daiyu's side and gather the armies beneath his banner"

"Hrrrrm, yes, a shrewd choice. Young Jinhai has proven himself a most able commander and tactician despite his humble origins. He is, after all, one of the brightest of my personal pupils" Yin Lei says, his tone one of cold calculation and observation "Such an assignment shall surely remind him of his duty to the land and people, after a season of youthful love"

So you were not alone in noticing Jinhai and Daiyu's burgeoning romance, though even the prospective couple themselves have remained blind to their mutual attraction for several seasons. Though, perhaps their feelings were more obvious to those looking upon them, than they were for themselves. The heart is after all, a strange and fickle thing.

Yin Lei sighs and clacks his teeth. You can hear bird song carried through his radio's microphone.
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"Though I do not meant to imply he had forsaken his responsibilities. But a general of his ability must remember the harsh realities of life and the wars that steal it away" The Black general muses sorrowfully, no doubt seeing a younger reflection of himself in Jinhai's optimistic eyes "What orders shall be given to the youngest king of war, my honored leader and valued friend?"

"Ever the idealist, despite the tragedies of a life lived upon the field of war. My friend, tell Jinhai he is to bring the warring families to peace" You say, acting out the slow fading of anger to serene calm as you speak, to hide your anticipation of your friends own ascension to veneration within the collective consciousness of the realm "By any means necessary. He shall solve the troubles surrounding the Luo and Huang, or else bring them to the capital in chains!"

Yin Lei remains silent for time, you can hear his footsteps upon a stone path, soon joined by the gentle bubbling of an unhindered stream. A breeze hisses through the radio's speaker, the rustling of dried tree branches and overgrown grasses acompanying it.

"Where they shall be given a just trial, and have their virtue or lack of it determined and scrutinized. Yes, this is a far more thought out course of action than I would have taken alone. My rage had began to threaten to break my skull and slip through the cracks" Yin Lei say sighing again as he pauses, perhaps to admire natures beauty "I shall see that your command is given to Young Jinhai, even if it will draw the ire of his paramour"

You snort to keep from laughing out loud.

"You have my thanks, and I once again must offer my apologies for not answering your call sooner" You say, smiling now as you adjust your posture and step away from the wall.

"There is no need to. You are a industrious man, and your expertise and wisdom is best spread far and wide, rather than confined to one locale" Yin Lei chuckles "Prosperity springs up wherever you wander, and it is our duty as men of the Journey to make as much of the world prosperous as possible. Do not fear that your benevolence is held with disdain, Lieren, all understand your responsibility to the lands and people sends you on countless journeys across distant wilds and remote locales. After all, a man possessed of as many talents as yourself, is almost obligated to devoting his time to the austere duty of bettering the world"

"You words bring me much comfort, but I was never deluded into believing men view my generosity with contempt. I merely wished to apologize for making you wait for so long" You say with a gentle laugh "You are a true and loyal friend, Yin Lei, may the coming days be brighter than those of the past"

"May the new dawn shine with unmatched brilliance and majesty. We shall meet again, my friend. But for now, I must beg my leave" Yin Lei say, a hint of warmth creeping into his otherwise quietly stern tone.

"It shall be" You reply with a reflexive nod.
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>>4856506

"That it shall" Yin Lei says, as the transmitting light upon the radio flickers out, and a great weight falls from your shoulder now that the latest crisis benighting the nation has almost certainly been alleviated if not outright avoided.

Now you have the commodity of time. Enough to commit to leisure and perform other, less vital work. Perhaps, you may be at last able to visit Small Chen's family and mourn at his grave. Perhaps, you can begin the construction of schools and other centers of learning in the company of your students. Perhaps you can return to working upon the giant's road or back to Nothing to aid in the day to day affairs there.

There is so much to be done, deeds both great and small to be accomplished.

But what shall you do now, Lieren?
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy

>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections

>Return to nothing, and with all your personal wealth. Make it a star of jade that outshines all others, as a symbolic act of giving thanks to the people who made you who you are today.

>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.

>Write in.


Sorry for the somewhat late update. Also, I had a weird dream of a fight scene in this quest with Lieren and Ferrus Manus on one side and Alpharius and Omegon on the other, set on the glaciers of a frozen death world.

It was pretty intense, honestly. But, the participants in the fight were just a little strange, all things considered
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.

Oh yeah, it's train time, let's also agree to teach the cultivators why you don't mess with the Warp.

Also
>I had a weird dream of a fight scene in this quest with Lieren and Ferrus Manus on one side and Alpharius and Omegon on the other
Anything more you remember?
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>>4856520
Lieren just diving through the ice to attack the twins like a pissed off killer whale after swimming beneath the battleground (in full power armor I add) , and the fact that it was a test of some kind rather than a part of the HH, orchestrated to test the four combatants mettle . Pretty sure it was mentioned Leman had a hand in it, and Malcardor was an observer
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.

Weve keep our studenta waiting long enough and psykers needs to be taugh and disciploned properly
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>>4856508
>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.

Sounds like a sign that it should be one of the battles in the Heresy. I wonder if Lieren would see in ol' Iron Hands a second Cui Fu, and not push him away.
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>>4856508
>>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.
Can we combine these two and make a school for psyker monks?
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>>4856524
That sounds rad as all hell.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
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>>4856532
Lieren is planning on establishing many schools to improve education among many other things sooo, yeah?

>>4856533
It was incredibly Rad, since Lieren had after the discussion prior to the battle concerning the test's purpose and if it was pointless, abandoned his Guandao in a show of respect for Ferrus, who had chosen to bare metal knuckle brawl.

The twins brought weapons, If I recall correctly.

They just didn't expect Lieren to go full ultrapragmatist like he did against Huli Jing, and react to being tossed from the ice float that was the arena by diving and punching holes through it to try and drag the twins into the frigid waters
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>>4856508
changing vote for things to to from top to bottom
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.
We solve the immediate problem so our two friends are A-OK, then return to our students whom we miss dearly, then work with Guozhi to develop the Psykerist sect to ensure no rogue Psykers get picked off by demons and turned to evil.

After all this, I think it would be safe to work on updating the giant's road, or better yet leaving the direction to someone else? Give someone a chance for a change?

WHO IS THE MYSTERIOS ASSISTANT! IT'S NOT MALCADOR OR DAD THAT'S FOR SURE!!! Is it Malal? A Demon? Wait. No. FUCK!

Oh Malal you got me good you randy swinger. The Assistant is a perpetual or something isn't it? Those guys that are really far descendants from the Emperor? I think the Emperor isn't aware of their existence for some reason.
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>>4856508
>Write in.
Let's write curricula for later teaching use while waiting for the recoveries of Luli and Yongrui.

They are probably unable to lave this place safely even when healed.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.


>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
TRAIN AND TROLLEYFAGS ALWAYS WIN BBY!
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>>4856544
You are thinking about a Sensei.
A perpetual is someone who is born unkillable, no relation to Emps required.
We really need to get to know him, it would be funny if we end up having our own Malcador.
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>>4856549
Industrialization is very hard to perform with just a hand full of educated persons that we can delegate basic engineering problems to. Having better education first is probably the faster route to your beloved trains.
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>>4856508
>>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.
>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
We are already here, so might as well help them, and the last two seem to work well together.
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>>4856555
This anon is right, perpetual are just unkillable people, and the sensei are tge emperor's descendents.
Although they have been getting more superpowers as GW turns more characters into them, such as being impossible to posses and shit.
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>>4856622
In fairness, being impossible to possess is hardly exclusive to Perpetuals, there's an entire Space Marine chapter that has that as their schtick, namely the Exorcists.

And are the Sensei even a thing anymore?
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>>4856508
>ensure they recover
>build the schools
>Update the giants road.
>Track down the psykerist sect

I think we should name the sect in such a manner that the Vishnu dont immediately throw a conniption.
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Of course, the big question will be whether the sect we found will survive contact with the Imperium. Because unless you were with the Legions or your name was Malcador, being a Psyker outside of the Adeptus Astra Telepathica was not allowed.
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>>4856628
It's one of things that haven't been brought up since early lore so it's probably been retconned.
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>>4856635
Depends on how resistant they become to Chaosfuckery and if they can handle their powers.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
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>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts..


After this above is done, this is just too vital for the roads construction and for our people, do :

>Write In
When we return, send an edict to the capital. While Jinhai resolves the conflict of the Huang and Luo houses, an army rally by us 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 (except the Gao that are already secure). 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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Anyway North Yin
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And my attempt at making the symbol of the benevolence.
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>>4856635
Shangrala is a legion world, they will be fine.
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>>4856635
Well we will of course do a treaty before uniting with the imperium.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts..
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>>4856678
Nice work anon.
But the Yin colours are white and gold, the inversion of the Yan, that are gold and white.
>>4856680
Holy shit that's awesome.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts

Our students have waited way to Ong spend quality time with them as well as the general right in.

>Write in
While we're doing these things time for a personal pledge, we must not do more to sway the vote for if discovered and there's a good chance we will be we do not want him doubting himself or feeling as a pawn. We need this to feel genuine not just for his sake and the people's but also our own... For it would make a poor tale for us to have seemingly put a puppet on the throne
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>>4856715
Fucking hell. I missed something again.
I thought to use some of the colors used by their South Yin cousins and that was it. South Yin have grey and white.

Didn t remember north had those colors. Maybe i will fix it later.

Thanks anyway.
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>>4856728
I just realized anotger problem, this tume with the map, but it's not so bad.
>>4856467
The North Yin are the hard Yan loyalist and said to be far from the rebellion, yet the are in the Gao lands, and the Southern are Lei's lands, and he served at Gao's court, yet their lands are near the Luo and Huang, the other side of the lake of the Yan lands.
I will check the archives to see if we accidentatly switched north and south at some point.
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>>4856751
Oh god not again
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>>4856759
It's not so bad, we can just switch their locations and rotate the map sideways.
Or the Yan can define north as the direction of the capital instead of the magnetic pole, like how the calendar resets each new dynasty, and so it's just another problem Lieren will have to fix through his new education project.
And than in the future everyone will be confused why the northern Yin's lands are in the south, and the southern in the north, or why the names switched at some point during history.
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>>4856770
I think i could fix this by putting the south Yin near the Lai and the north Yin north of Yan.
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>>4856777
That works, there's space near the Gao's side of that lake between Xue and Lai.
Maybe put the North Yin near that corridor to the Kang plains? You could move the Huang to their old location too.
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>>4856782
Yeah I was considering there.
You mean even the Huang are in a wrong position ???
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>>4856796
No, there nothig wrong with the Huang.
It's just that they are in a strategic position that would be perfect for the right hand man of the Yan, the last line of defense against the Shuni, and right in place to come and quickly break any siege should an army manage to reach the Yan capital, so I though that it's a good place to put the North Yin. And if you are going to move them out of there, might as well put them where the Southern Yin are in the map right now, since it's a good place to put a clan anyway.
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>>4856799
I suppose it can work like that then. Cool
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>>4856799
Actually, the Huang lands are right now even in a position of last line of defebse against the Vishnu too, since that's tge only way to reach the Yan capital unless they go through the bone devoring forest, or try to conquer all of Gao's lands.
Maybe that's why that army that were the ancestors of our friends and students went that, they gambled that they could surivive the forest and catch the Yan unpreparex and undefended.
And like I said, should the Gao rebel, ortheir lands get conquered, they are in a position to break any siege against tge capital, and being away from the frontlines mean they would be able to contiounasly recruit and train large armies, and eventually push back.
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desu the things i'm waiting for the most are the interactions between our wuxian BOI and the rest of the primarch and also the interactions with his legion
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>>4856508
>>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy

>Also, I had a weird dream of a fight scene in this quest with Lieren and Ferrus Manus on one side and Alpharius and Omegon on the other, set on the glaciers of a frozen death world.
A vision from the God-Emperor himself, no doubt. Wonder if it was really the twins though, and not Dynat and Pech or something.
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>>4856508
>>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
NOT doing this would be half-hearted. You don't just give someone prosthetics and figuratively dump them on the street, with a "You'll figure out, don't worry!"
>>4856508
>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy


Also, a sidenote. We should probably post some radio-equipped sentries and/or scouts along the Vishnu border. Just because a wall is getting built there doesn't mean early warning on Vishnu activity isn't needed.
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.
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>>4856508
>>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
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>>4856508
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.

>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.
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>>4856803
Fixed both
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And done. Should be all. And i don t think there are other errors or something i forgot.
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Consider this map the definitive and final version.
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>>4857274
>>4857277
Beautiful work anon.
Now I guess I got to make the bannermen.
Just the Luo, Huang and maybe the Cao too to be done with all the Yan people.
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>>4857306
Here's the new banner army.
Now I got to think how to make the standard for the Benevolent Wings themselves.
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>>4857306
Thanks. Yeah there are those as well

>>4857360
Good job
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>>4857360
Banner anon, what would the Aquila Imerialis look like when done by a Shangralan artist?
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>>4857360
How do you make these banners?
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>>4857573
his just better then the rest of us anon's.
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>>4857558
I tought about putting a skull right in the middle of the journey's symbol, make it look like it has a crown of flowers and has wings.
But the real artist is the other anon, I just make memes, edit his images and paint schemes in the generator.
>>4857573
I found an example of an Qinq Banner of their banner army system, drew over it with black and white in photoshop using the rectangle shape tool (the sides are at 54 degrees, it took me way too long to find that out), than I just drag the symbols that Art anon, change the black and white to the two main colours, paint over the little chinese text to the opposite colour of the symbol, and just copy paste them and drag to position.
Here's the black and white template for the banners. I'm going to have to make another one for the Vishnu, Shuni and the Basque when we get to them, so everyone isn't just using chinese flags.
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>>4856508 #
>First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.
>Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy
>Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections
The talk about ferrus manus reminds me of people saying we'd get along with fulgrim early into the quest. Seems like a fun trinity, the mind(ferrus), body(fulgrim), and soul(lieren)
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>>4857678
>Mind, Body, and Soul
And there's the name of our musical act.
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>>4857709
More like our band. Itll the the 30k equivalent of Earth, Wind, and Fire
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>>4857678
Lieren would initially really get along with Fulgrim because he would see uniting the planet without actually fighting as being the greatest thing ever. That and while the group wouldn't share the same sentiments they would still likely respect one another even if Fulgrim thinks he could have done things better or that Ferrus would think that Lieren speaks even more poetically than Fulgrim.
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>>4857849
>or that Ferrus would think that Lieren speaks even more poetically than Fulgrim.
>Ferrus: "And here I thought such a thing was inconceivable."
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>>4857849
>Fulgrim: I love Lieren, he is a little bit stiff and paranoid sometimes, but he has his hearths in the right place. He fully dedicates his entire life and existence to carefully cultivating mankind into something greater, almost perfect in most cases. Just look at how incredibly poetic is Shangrala's language, how beautiful, how-
>Ferrus Manus: Yeah, he is the most poetic person in the Galaxy, he basically speaks and thinks in haiku. Maybe he could even give you some tips Fulgrim. Fulgrim?
>Fulgrim: [Dramatically burning a photo of Lieren] You are dead to me now, brother.
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And another one, because I watched a video about "Bo"
>Lieren: [Speaks in haiku]
>Perturabo: ARE THOU MOCKING ME LIEREN!!! I WILL REMEMBER THIS AFFRONT FOR ALL ETERNITY!!!
>Lieren: (to Emps) Father, have I done something taboo according to Perturabo's culture? If so, I will apologize immediately.
>Wind: [Blows]
>Perturabo: [Turns his head 180¤ like a fucking owl] ARE THOU MOCKING ME WIND!!! I WILL REMEMBER THIS AFFRONT FOR ALL ETERNITY!!!
>Emps: Wonderful, another nutjob fol the collection.
>Trazin: [Appears] HAVE I HEARD-
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zm i the only one who thinks we need a repository for all the memes?
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>>4858317
Are you reddit?
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>>4858361
ionno, are ya?
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

First, ensure Luli and Yongrui are recovery well and adapting to their mended bodies, before returning them to the surface and revealing their healing to the world.: 18

Update the giant's road to include railways and electric lights along its entirety, creating a system of stations and rest stops alongside its most dangerous sections: 9

Track down Guozhi, and accept leadership of the Psykerist sect, and give it a name and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may otherwise fall to the lure of darker arts.:13

Return to your students, both beastly and not and allow them to join you in the construction of your first official school of philosophy and martial arts. Built near to Small Chen's home, so you may mourn and build a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for the freedom the lands now enjoy: 19

write curricula for later teaching use while waiting for the recoveries of Luli and Yongrui.: 1

While Jinhai resolves the conflict of the Huang and Luo houses, an army rally by us 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: 1

promise to not do more to sway the vote for if discovered and there's a good chance we will be we do not want him doubting himself or feeling as a pawn: 1

Total votes:22

So Lieren will stay to observe Luli and Yongrui's recovery and ensure there are no complications, before escorting them back to society and revealing their healing.

Then return to his students and allow them to join him in the construction of his first officiall school of Philosophy and martial arts, built near Small chen's home and including a memorial to him and all others who gave their lives for others freedom.

And then he will seek out guozhi and accept leadership of his Cultivator/ psykerist sect and set about making it an institution of training men and women who may other wise fall to the lure of pacts most dark and vile.

Writing now
>>4856678
>>4857274
Both versions look wonderful. The Qilin used really captures the fierceness of the formerly graced Yan. great work as always.

>>4856680
What an awesome looking symbol. Can't put my finger on why, but it looks mystical to me. Which I just adore. Love the color combination used for it as well. Great work here to.

>>4857277
An updated map! Wonderful. I have a theory as to why north and south Yin got switched. And I think it's because of the Jungle (BDF) and the mention of higher temperatures the further "north" Lieren got.

But that's just a theory.

>>4857360
More banners are always welcomed. I like how the addition of the N yin shows how different their regalia and that of the Yan's would look despite being in the same two colors.

>>4857885
>This is getting out of hand, now there's two of them

>>4858001
>Horus, darling, I believe you had messaged me earlier about that heresy buisness?
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>>4858010
Congratulations, my sides have now reached orbit.
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>>4858010
>Perturabo: [Turns his head 180¤ like a fucking owl]
I'm sorry, but I got the mental image of Perty starting to yell into the hood of his Termie Armor and everything comes out muffled
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>>4858395
>Can't put my finger on why, but it looks mystical to me.
Because it looks like something Tzeentch wouvld have.
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>>4858426
Not all birdboys are tzeentch related

Our own brother sanguinius hawkboy von Jesus-kun is nowhere near that blue chicken
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>>4858456
True but when you put blue all over the wings like that it starts looking tzeentchian.
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>>4858317
The archive has all the memes saved, so I never bothered saving the onea I made on my PC.
I can go back and save all the images though, not sure what to do with the greentext, maybe put them in a Word file?
But than it's not shared, so I don't fucking know,maybe it's better to let the meme be ephemeral.
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>>4858460
There's plum too, and I wouldn't call it slaneshi, and the ultramanrines are blue and aren't slaves to the bird ashole for example.
So if the chaos gods want to copyright colours, than they are welcome to come here and try to take it.
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However the matter that most demands your concern and direct attention at the moment, is the recovery period after Luli and Kang Yongrui's surgery. While you do trust Kanzeon to provide both with the finest care and unparalleled comfort while they adjust to their cybernetic prosthetics and healed bodies, it is very hard to claim a similar confidence that Yongrui will not continue to be stubborn and wound himself through unnecessary exertion. Or, perhaps, attempt to leave the caverns without your guidance and become hopelessly lost in the network of tunnels and pits.|

And one with a heart as loyal and stalwart as Luli's own, deserves your company. It would be a bold faced lie to claim you have not longed to hear her speak properly, as it would be a symbolic last defeat of the Yan kings and their foul legacy. For what better an execution for tyrants, than showing the world the failure of their way of life in the form of a victim who would not bow and allow herself to be broken by their unrelenting cruelty.

Smiling at the thought alone, you turn to the hidden door leading to Luli's room within Kanzeon, and gently press the tip of your finger upon the curved metal wall. Tracing a symbol along its surface, the door opens, breaking apart into liquid metal and curling vines that retreat back into the walls surrounding them as you step forward.

And, a most wonderous and inspiring site greets your eyes. Luli stands before a mirror set in the wall, her hand placed against her throat. Hours prior, she was unable to stand unassisted or move on her own power. Now there she stands, upon silver legs, lined with embellishments of gold hued metal in the shape of lotus flowers blossoming along springs. Her hands, one twisted, mangled things, are now works of art. Golden hued and with mock nails shaped out of a synthetic mutton fat jade. The mechanics of her new limbs are soundless, and move as seamlessly as living flesh.

Her hair, flows down her uncovered back. As black as a polished river stone, weathered by the gentle caress of flowing water over the centuries. Through the strands, flickering green lights glow through, revealing the docking ports and fastening bolts holding the cybernetic supports until her spine integrates completely with them. The cybernetics, are made of a metal of a similar composition to Kanzeon's own body. And it to, is a thing of beauty.

Standing silently, you play the part of the quiet audience as she sings a wordless song, testing the limits of her voice after months of disuse.

"Every life is a work of art, and deserves to be treated as such" Kanzeon says, clearly pleased by your unspoken praise of her work "I was born to care for humanity, after all. I would be denying my own nature if I did not the give their care the utmost priority. And I can forgiven for needing an outlet for my creative impulses after such isolation, can I not?"
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>>4858514

"Oh, her prosthetics are a functional work of art, though I know you intended them to be such" You answer, alerting Luli to your presence at last.

"When pragmatic construction is unnecessary, art can be created. That is what I was taught to understand, eons ago" Kanzeon says, trying to hide her emotions through a cold exterior, but her joy would be obvious to all who'd hear her words. In fact its probably intentional, knowing her vast intellect.

"Quiet you" Kanzeon snaps as you chuckle, as Luli turns to face you and bows, placing her hands upon her knees. The thin yet sturdy cloth of woven rubbers that covers her body clings to her form as she does so.

A golden fire shines in the still reddened socket of her missing eyes, pale vat grown flesh covering her once healing scars as a look of flustered embarrassment flashes across her pale features.

Flowing motes of light drip along the length of her metallic legs and arms, shaping into crawling, flowering vines and fluttering birds feathered in azure and plum as she greets you with all the humbleness of an eager servant.

"Master Lieren! My savior! Light of my life. Forgive this humble student for not greeting you at your approach, this meek girl before you had become distracted by the gifts given to her. My voice! My voice" She says, becoming distracted as she speaks, tears falling from her sole organic eye as she dances her golden fingers across her throat "Can you hear it? So gentle, and soft though formed by a tongue of metal and.."

"Chemically treated rubber, along with more esoteric materials" Kanzeon answers sweetly, as if speaking towards her own daughter "And am, in a way a mother, am I not? as a colony ship...Fine, Luli, you may call me mother as well. If I allow the demolitions obsessed Dandan to do so, a gentle hearted girl like you is more than welcome to"

Kanzeon pauses, realizing she is soon to fall victim to the poetic nature of the Yan tongue. You smirk, Luli tilts her head curiously, her golden cybernetic eye moving independently of the other, searching for and cataloguing every minute detail of the room and you her guest.

"Refer to me with such terminology" She answers quietly.

"I am ever grateful and indebted to both of you, for returning my voice and life to me properly. I can state in words my gratitude. A thousand years of service would be inefficient to show it. All I may do, is live the life gifted to me anew" Luli says so joyously her voice squeaks. She keeps touching her neck, as if amazed to be able to feel the vibrations of her own melodic voice once more.

"That is the greatest revenge you may have against your late tormenter. And I do not need your thanks and praises, merely seeing you happy is reward enough for my toil" You reply, stepping closer to her. Her face flushes a deeper shade of red, and she turns away, feeling unworthy of your attention.
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>>4858517

"A sign of your boundless generosity. Truly, no man may possess a heart as gentle and kind as your own, Master Lieren" Luli whispers, testing her new legs with a shifting step back towards her bed

"and I've prayed that the youngest prince of the Yan, may find peace in the next life. I desire no retribution in my name, truthfully"

"Though he deserve nothing worse than the darkest pit of hell" Kanzeon hisses, a wind whipping through her ventilation system as the lights within the room darken and glow red for a splinter of a second, before return to a soothing, gentle shade of green once more.

"Then you have a gentler heart than my own" You admit, seeing for a moment Luli in the state when the two of you met in the twisted, glass covered garden "But let us turn away from such grim matters. I've come to see how you're adjusting to your surgery, though it is a treasured sigh to see you in such high spirits once again"

Luli frowns, and lifts her golden hands to her eyes. Slowly, she bends each of her ten fingers, first forward then back. Her lips part, as she test the dexterity of her new digits. A smile ponderously curls across her lips, revealing her newly regrown teeth as she tilts her head, and rotates her wrists. They unnaturally turn in a full rotation. Her individual fingers separate by their joints and extend outwards, before returning to their normal length.

She gently stamps her feet upon the ground, bouncing upon them in an almost childish manner. She then grins brightly and turns to face you, her cybernetic eye brilliantly reflecting her joy in its light. It brings to mind the killing light of the six fanged spear. Now that is a humorous thought, a deadly weapon hidden inside an eye. Humorous, but ridiculous.

Luli notices your bemused smirk, and turns away from your gaze once more.

"I apologize. I must seem utterly childish in my treatment of these gifted treasures" She says meekly, brushing a hand through her hair, preening it nervously as she pulls it into a more properly feminine style. One that would not be out of place of the highest courts.

"But...I cannot repress my glee. It springs from me like an ever flowing spring, it clouds my mind like summer's haze. It is simply...it is all simply too much...too good for a girl as simple and talentless as myself" She mutters, her voice cracking as she tries to shrink and hide away.

You do not allow her to, and gently brush the back of your hand across her cheek. She startles, freezing in place as you look down at her with a gentle, understanding smile.
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>>4858519

"There is no requirement of talent, or standing to be allowed to walk, speak or touch. Even so, while you may not realize it yourself, you are are exceptional in a way few are. Your spirit is a light that cannot be dimmed nor snuffed out. An ever burning candle against the night. Your hope, your unshakeable faith will become a subject of praise, your story one to inspire generations. Luli, humble Luli, loyal Luli. You are deserving of these gifts, and my regard" You coo into her ear as her face and nape of her neck become as brightly red as the setting sun itself.

Chuckling, you back away as the young woman stutters and mutters have spoken thanks and tries to accept your praises.

"Be happy, be joyous, for you are the very incarnation of this nation's new dawn. Sing merrily, laugh heartily. And never forget, that you are Luli, and your life is as valuable as any other. And know I am glad to have made the acquaintance of a woman as brave as you" You say, clapping your hands together as you back away, lowering your posture so as to appear shorter and less intimidating.

"Thank you, for your kind words" Luli mutters, covering her mouth as she falls to her bed, righting her posture after a moment before setting her hands upon her metallic lap "Is there anything I need to do, to show the progress of my recovery"

"What a dangerous Casanova you'd be" Kanzeon chuckles, in your mind alone "The girl is so enamored with you, it's almost frightening"

I am well aware of her infatuation, you answer in your thoughts, as you rap your knuckles on your chin.

Waving an open hand to Luli, you smile radiantly and laugh.

"Ahhh, no, we'll run tests for you and Kang Yongrui once both of you have rested and recovered from the ardor of surgery" You say merrily, before pursing your lips and with a softer chuckle add "Though I would be honored if you would share you song with our Host Kanzeon, your fellow patient Yongrui, and myself. It was a most beautiful melody after all"

"If you desire to hear my voice, than I shall comply and sing freely of the feelings I cannot put into words" She proclaims sweetly, placing a hand upon her breast and lifting her head proudly, her cheeks still flushed a warm shade of pink.

It is a wordless song, as gentle as the sun's caress, as soothing as the wind's embrace, as cleansing as an autumn rain. It is a heavenly music, one that seems almost alien to the cruel world of the living. So potent is Luli's gratitude, that the mere expression of it causes the winds of the empyrean realm to shift and calm. Like a storm fading to a breeze, like scalding water cooling to warmth.

It tells of a sense of learning, of a sense of peace. A serene love that cannot be described, of adoration unspoken, of sorrow forgotten. She sings for hours, and does not stop when you leave her company. You meet her eyes one last time as you leave her room, and in them...
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>>4858521

In them you see a reflection of that caged matron of Life, Isha. A feel a renewed urge to protect Luli and her gentle smile.

Yongrui, is in a worse state than Luli. As he still refuses to administration of pain killers, and so lays curled upon the sheets of his bed.

His cybernetic enhancements are less adorned and decorated than Luli's. They're a dull grey metal, darkened and entirely pragmatic in design. While Luli's limbs were made to be somewhat feminine and fashionable. Yongrui's have been designed for a warrior's use, and have no embellishments upon them.

He's also refused all but the necessary skin and muscle grafts, and remains covered in the scars given to him by the Lai riders and the enraged guards and brothers of the panthers.

He raises his head weakly as you approach, drooling as he wheezes and huffs, struggling to keep the tears welling in his eyes from falling. He is wracked with agony, yet is looks proud that he is.

"Greetings Yongrui. I see you are recovering well" You say smugly as you kneel by his bed side "Are you feeling well? Are you so overjoyed to see me that you are brought to tears at the mere sight of me? Have you come to find me beloved in your heart"

"Wipe that damnable smirk from your face, you devious devil" Yongrui hisses "Do not make mockery of my plight"

"I cannot help but to, considering it entirely of your own design. But I apologize for my rudeness. Can you stand?" You ask, still grinning mockingly as Yongrui rises to a seated position, his eyes flaring with renewed pain

"Yes, but I do not wish to" He huffs, puffing his cheeks out as he raises his arms before himself and smiles "Despite your impudent behavior and the agony afflicted upon me, I remain overjoyed. I have been renewed! And it is thanks to you, the man who holds the honor of bearing the weight of my purest contempt"

"Must be humbling" You quip, as Yongrui snarls

"Have you come to antagonize me, or must I endure more pain to show I'm healed?" Yongrui asks angrily as you rise to your feet

"While both choices presented are tempting I must choose a third, for it is the truth. I have come, to tell you, you and Luli shall remain here for a few days more, perhaps even for a few weeks to recover and adjust to your prosthetics" You answers simply, unable to resist teasing the prideful fool a little more.

He throws a punch, which you catch with ease and do not acknowledge, as he fear fills his eyes as you tighten your grip and hold the servos and other mechanisms of his cybernetic arm in place.

"During this period" You say dully as lock gazes with him "The two of you shall perform numerous tests, so I may be confident you have been healed. You will be under observation and intense scrutiny. And I would remind you to not antagonize men who can as easily remove the limbs as he has given them to you"

"I will keep that in mind" Yongrui says, his voice ringing hollow with linger terror as you release your grip,
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>>4858525

and he tests his arm to ensure you haven't broken it

"Tch, truly a troublesome combination, a mischievous, impudent character and the strength to deny any punishment that comes your way"

You roll your eyes and sigh.

"Is the concept of gratitude foreign to your people, or do you merely suffer some kind of personality disorder?" Kanzeon asks "Perhaps the portion of your brain responsible for the fear response is vestigial in the Kang family"

"We are warriors both fearless and peerless" Yongrui says, showing gratitude towards Kanzeon, but not yourself. Because he is not knowledgeable enough to see the insult in her words.

"You are truly a most headstrong individual. But perhaps I cannot see the logic in attempting to strike a man who can shrug off a direct, and saturated artillery bombardment" Kanzeon says coldly. And somehow, Yongrui still cannot see he is being insulted.

The sooner you can leave his company, the better. Though he is a virtuous soul, being the attention of his ire is rather tiresome.
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Luli and Yongrui's recover period is far shorter than expected, and within the span of two weeks, you are confident in release them to the world at large. The prideful Yongrui, had kept from drawing your ire for the entirety of the period, though his tongue is as sharp as ever. Though, Luli bested him in numerous debates concerning your benevolence and the lessons of the Journey. And due to the heir of the Kang's honorable nature, he was unable to reply to her scathing remarks concerning his ungratefulness. The lion was cowed by the girl, there's a song waiting to be written there.

It was in these debates, and in his interactions with Kanzeon, that Yongrui revealed his gentler, more respective side. And Kanzeon showed her colder nature, as she, like Luli, saw Yongrui's ungracious manner as the height of rudeness, though she understood his reasons.

When the time came to leave, you led them from the caverns, and offered the Aiguo's mare, who you learned was named Fair Jiao, to Luli to ride. Yongrui refused to be found a mount, wishing to walk the entirety of the trek through the bone devouring forest and to Dai castle.

Where he would then be escorted back to his family's land, while you went about other business. Thankfully, he remained silent, while Luli blessed the journey with her song, which Kanzeon attempted to give Lyrics through the radio. But a song writer she was not, to put it in the kindest way.

"UNCLE UNCLE!" Avinash, Ananya, and the other two hundred eighty three of the tiger children greet you at the gate of Dai castle, alongside many more stock human students than you remember being here before.

Yongrui pales at the sight of them, and begins to hyperventilate at the sight of what must seem like a legion of monsters to his eyes.

Luli, however, looks upon them with awe and wonder.
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>>4858527

"My beloved students! I have been away for far too long. Forgive this foolish uncle for his absence, for he had many duties to fulfill. My, my how you all have grown! Soon you'll stand as tall as myself!" You laugh gregariously as you slide from your steeds saddle, and stand before the gathered crowd, who kneel before you and cup their hands in greeting.

"I have not faltered in my training! either for my body, mind, or soul! Grandfather turtle has taught us how to write" Avinash boasts, as he rises to his feet, Ananya remains kneeling as she looks up to you

"And his daughters have give me many pretty dresses to wear, and have helped me groom my fur!" She says cheerfully "The Dai family are such generous folk, I cannot see why visitors treat them so coldly"

Yongrui bows his head, a dark expression upon his face.

"Oh have you? I will have to see how your clear your penmanship is. And have they? That is most generous of them" You say happily, searching through satchel for a gift for Ananya.

The two eldest of the Tiger children stare at Yongrui and Luli curiously. Their stare must unsettle Yongrui, as he moves to walk around the crowd, his face as pale as a corpse as he does so.

"Uncle who is that woman? Why does she have golden hands and silver legs? Is she your sister? One of her eyes glows as your own!" Avinash questions curiously, tugging on his dirtied robes as he asks you many questions. Luli looks away embarrassed, too shy to speak to the throne of children and older students.

"She's beautiful. I wish I could be as pretty" Ananya coos, as you click your tongue in a way that you've trained her and her fellow students to react to by holding out their hands.

"Well, you will be in your own way, my dear student. Here, a gift from a friend. To replace the teeth you lost trying to free yourself and the younger children from the cage that held you" You say sweetly, as you hand her a parcel of of cloth bound in twine and covered in wax.

"A gift?" She asks, suddenly shocked, as Avinash looks towards her with jealousy. As do most of the other students, some of them grown men.

"Oh don't worry, I have gifts for all of you. But Ananya needs hers the most" You explain, ruffling the fur upon Avinash's head. He reacts like a cat would, and leans into your hand.

"Besides, I shall not be leaving you again for sometime, in fact, I need all of your help for a project of mine. I am going to building a home for you, a sanctuary, a place of learning" You say, moving a finger back and forth like a ticking metronome.

And like that you are mobbed by dozens of crying, feline children.

But, you look over them, to witness Ananya unveil her gift.

Two false fangs, carved of steel and with Null Denouncement charms carved along their surface. To replace the two she lost in trying to free herself from the puppets of the puppet master. You smile, as you watch joy fill her eyes.
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>>4858529

"Uncle! I've missed you so much"
"Will the pretty lady be coming to"
"Where have you been! You smell like home"
"Don't leave us again"
"Can I get gold arms to! That's my gift right? right?!"
"I fought a century tortoise and won! Uncle, Uncle, aren't you proud!"
"I..I made poetry, will you look at it? Uncle! Uncle"
"I've been helping in their kitchen! I can make soup, and not burn my hands!"
"I'll build the san..sanplace myself! Look how strong I am"
"No! don't try to pick up that rock, Sandip! you idiot"
"Uncle! Uncle can I have candy? Old man Dai says it's bad for my teeth, but he's stupid!"

Avinash stands, forcing himself to remain stalwart and "adult" though you can see how much he desires to join the mob. He hears Ananya's cries, and whips his head around, worry filling his eyes. His tail's fur puffs out, as he fears she's been hurt by something or someone. But his expression softens, and his snarl vanishes, when he sees her hugging her gift close to her chest.

And, you notice, in his motions and mannerisms. Signs of attraction, of love not understood. A boy's first crush. Yes, it makes sense with how close the two have become. Ananya's bold nature, would also be considered attractive in Vishnu Culture. It would seem, the boy who had once closed his heart off to the world and masked his fear with a confrontational temper, has somewhat healed from the tragedy of his shared past and the shame of his origin.

How wonderful.

"You look like their father, its such a sweet sight" Luli says at last "I've heard so much of them, but I never thought they'd be so courteous and respectful. What lovely children they are!"

And like that, the swarm leaves your side, and rushes to her.

"She can talk! She can talk!"
"Are you Uncle Lieren's sister? You smell like him!"
"Why do you have silver legs? Are you different like us?"
"Such a soft voice, reminds me of me....mmrr, mother..."
"Fire in her eye! Fire in her eyes! Are you strong?! are you strong?!"
"Scars! are you a warrior? I thought the Yan didn't let their women fight!"
"Can I pet your horse"
"Hey, Hey! Look how strong I am! I can lift this rock up"
"Sandip stop being foolish!"
"Do you like fish? I like fish! Wanna get some fish"
"Are you Uncle's mate...ur, wife?"
"Why was that other man so pale? Was he sick"
"Parth greets you! Third rate practioner of the fog panther style"

"So, teacher, we shall have a proper school soon" A man with a shaven head asks, laughing as he watches the antics of the tiger children "Have you a location in mind? We're all honored to be asked for our assistance, but the children...I am worried they may tire if the journey is long"

"Ah, greetings, My I ask for you name, my student? I do not recall making your acquittance before" You say, greeting the man with clasped hands
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>>4858530

"This one is named Wen, and he humbly greets his teacher" The man says, returning the gesture "Forgive my bold approach, but I must know. For my concern for my fellow students is so greatly felt, that the mere thought of them going through hardship pains my heart"

You place a hand on the man's shoulder and smile.

"and I am named Lieren, and your worry is appreciated, but unneeded, for the location I intend to build my school is in the former Gao region" You answer, pointing towards the distant, fog hidden horizon "Along the mountain ranges that are ruled by the Tao family, near my home of Nothing. In a quiet farming village that keeps Ox, in a lonesome valley, untouched by war"

"Sounds like the perfect place to raise these children into fine men and women" Wen says with a bow "I shall begin packing their belongings...will they be allowed to say goodbye to our most generous hosts? or must we leave with haste, master Lieren"

You turn your glance to the two hundred and eighty five tiger children, most of which are gathered around Luli, bombarding her with questions or trying to pet her steed without hurting it.

The older ones, gather around Ananya, giving Avinash a wide distance as he marvels at her replacement fangs and bares his own to compare them.

"Give them as much time as they need" You answer in soft tone, patting Wen on his shoulder once again "And, tell them, they will be able to speak with Lord Dai and his family through their radio, if they ever wish to"

"R...radio?" Wen asks.

You chuckle, and begin to explain to him the concept of radios to the baffled practitioner of the Journey
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Old Chen sat far from his village, upon the hill where his eldest and only son was buried. He snorted, wiping his greying beard with one hand, as he looked over the flowers the giant had sent with his son's body as seedlings. Vibrant, exotic, and with petals of colors he's never seen before. It was, a thing of saddening beauty.

Some commotion was going through the village, but Old Chen didn't care. He cared little about things, recently. He knew his son followed the Journey, but he did not understand it. How can death not be reviled? How could he so easily give his life for a stranger. It didn't make sense to the old farmer, who sat before his son's grave in the shadow of the mountain that stood before his village.

Sucking on his teeth, he wondered on his son's travels with the Giant Lieren. He had been told, he had been a great hero. A warrior who faced the worst of the war and took part in missions that no other man could complete. That he was valiant, virtuous, and brave. But what good did such praise do for a dead man?

Old chen snorted, whiping his beard again as visions of Small Chen in his youth danced in his mind. His smile as broad as his shoulders, his love for their oxen, his first love. His wedding day. When he saved the herd from a wild fire.
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>>4858531

Thousands of memories, thousands of stories that seemed more important than hearing how he died a hero, died for something bigger than himself. What use was heroics, if Chen wasn't here to celebrate it with Chen.

"You know, I was taught the dead cease to be, that they can't hear. But I've heard they come back. Maybe you'll come back to me, my son. Maybe, you're up in the clouds, looking down on me, thinking I'm an old fool to cry over bones and flowers" Old Chen spoke to the wind, placing a hand upon the raised earth, as the floral scent of the flower field washed over him and filled his lungs "I hope you are. Because I can't imagine anything else. I...You..things have been alright here at our farm. Lanfen's given birth to your kid. A boy. Big as you...you were at that age"

For some reason, Old chen's vision became blurry, and it was hard to speak, though no one besides Chen was around to hear.

"And...and we're thinking he should be named after you. Little Chen, uh...he's a happy babe. Doesn't cry much and..your sister, Nüying is, well she's left to find work! Imagine that! a pretty girl like her being safe enough to travel unaccompanied" Old chen said, sniffling as he wiped tears from his eyes "And..and you weren't here to see it. You were out there, making the world a better place, fighting alongside the giant. Being a hero. Now, now you're gone. And no one's left to tend the ox, or care for your mother. I hope the bastard who killed you rots in hell, I hope he dies knowing he took a good man from the world. One far more noble than he'll ever be and...and"

Then Old chen heard the most disgusting sound, like swine being slaughtered and turned to see what was making the racket and interrupting his mourning.

And by his side, beneath the fog. Sat a giant. With bright, golden eyes sparkling with tears. The big man was wailing and sobbing horridly, tears streaming down his scarred face as his Iron hair fell freely down his shoulder's like he was some kind of vagabond.

Old Chen watched in quiet confusion, before he realized.

It was Lieren, mourning his son like his own brother, crying like a maiden whose love had been torn away from her.

"huh" Old Chen snorted "Thank you for bringing him back to us, he..he looked like he should still be alive when his body arrived"

The giant sniffled, and whiped his nose, pressing it between his fingers.

"Thank you, for choosing a beautiful gravesite for my friend" He sobbed, tears still flowing from his eyes "He deserves nothing better than this view of his home"

Old Chen snorted and nodded, and sat in silence with the great Lieren for some time before mustering the courage to ask a single question.

"Do you drink liquor? I need a drink, and I think we have plenty of stories to share of Small Chen" Old Chen asked bluntly, as he rose to his feet "Might be he'd want a drink to"

The giant retrieved a bottle with paper stuck to its face, a scene of him fighting a terrible beast was drawn upon it
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>>4858532

"Dragon's spit, Chen's favourite" He said, voice still weary and weak from his wailing.

"Perfect. Heard its strong enough to kill a ox. Just what I need" Old Chen said, trying to laugh, but he couldn't.

So the two men, sat, discussing the glory and legacy of brave Small Chen. Old Chen was certain, he was the only man to ever see a Giant cry like Lieren did.
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"Why are you taking me up to that School you're building, I know enough" Old Chen grumbled, his eyes half closed with sleep, as you lead him from his fields under the early light of dawn, towards the mountain but more specifically to Small Chen's Grave "I told you that already, can't a man my age sleep? Your students sing from dusk till dawn it seems, can't get much sleep"

"I'm sorry for interrupting your work , and for the part I've played in making your nights restless, but there's something you must see. It's something that will make up the trouble I assure you' You say, trying to appease the old man's temper as you lead him to the hill where Chen rest.

He falls to his knees when he finally looks up, his mouth drooping open wordlessly as he falls just before the shadow cast by the statue that dwarfs both of you. His late son's gentle, humble smile greets the morning, Spear raised towards the heavens proudly with two Oxen standing at his side. He's dressed in traditionally armor, It's helmet and facemask laid at his feet. He's turned towards the village, and the field he once tended, standing as stalwart and proud as he did in life.

"When...how...why?" He asks as you stand behind him, arms folded behind his back.

"I said small chen deserved nothing better than to rest above his home. But I had lied. He deserved more. He deserved to be remembered. It's carved of Marble from the Dai region, mined from the border between it and the Kang Region. The site of his death. The same material used to build my school, the plaque is made of a cutting of a jade block Gao Liwei gifted to me when I was under his service. I feel as if their can be no better gravestone, than one built of two parts of his legacy. The metal of the spear is"

"But...but we don't" Old chen mutters "We're poor farmers. This could've been used to buy anything in the world. We're not"

"Yes, yes you are. You are Chen's family, his people. As his brother, I'd be shirking my responsibility to him if I did not give generously to you" You say if a commanding tone, lifting your head to look upon the stone face of the memorial "But, as I was explainging, the metal of his spear is taken from the armor he wore and the spear he held. It once took the form of the first Chendao"

"Chendao? You named a weapon after him. You held him in such high regard?" Old Chen wheeps, crawling to the stature to look upon it closer
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>>4858533

"It means great road or way, as I am sure you know. I had used it to slay the tyrant we faced, and other dangerous foes. But his legacy has been cemented now, and I do not need to carry it with me, for his memory lives on in my heart" You explain
as you watch the father of your fallen friend mourn and grieve openly, showing more emotion now than he has for the month you've spent in his company "His name felled wicked men, beasts, and monstrous giants, but the war is done, now his name will instead be known as one of protection and wisdom"

"You...you are truly the saint men tell you are. I had always thought I'd give you hell for leading my son to his death, but now I can only thank you for giving him such an adventure!" Old chen wails, a deep gratitude and joy clear in his expression "I..I can never repay this kindness"

"There is no need, Small chen's friendship was a gift beyond all others" You say bowing your head.


Looking upon the plaque, you smile as the sun's rays pierce the fog and illuminate the emerald hued plaque upon the base of the memorial.

In the air, projected by a device hidden in the statue itself, the names and faces of the dead are shown. With Chen's own being the most promiment.

Old chen looks shocked, before you explain.

"A trick of light, the plaque catches a...electric light behind it and the minute carvings upon the jade are painted in the air, marvelous, is it not?" You explain slowly as the old man clutches at his chest, but nods in agreement.

"This is...this is..I can't put into words how beautiful this is. It eases my grief to learn that Small Chen had such a loyal friend" he mutters.

"Master Lieren, Master Lieren!" Luli calls from nearby.

Looking towards the source of her voice, you spot her, escorted by some of the laborers that are assisting you and your students in building the first school of the Journey, Martial styles and scholarly teachings. It to, is to be named Chen Dao.

And then you see Guozhi, which shocks you somewhat, but considering his abilities, and how you had planned to search for him the moment the school was completed and teachers for it could be found, it is not too surprising he'd appear here.

Well, now he'll receive his answer towards his offer of leadership for his nascent sect of psykers.

In fact, you've already come up with a name for it.

And what is that name, Lieren?
>Wanderers in the fog
>Azure wings of benevolence
>Wardens of prosperity
>Jade Field
>Write in
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>>4858534
>Wanderers in the fog
I think this is the most apropiate name.
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>Wardens of prosperity
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>>4858534
>Wanderers in the fog.
That's beautiful.
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>>Wanderers in the fog
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>>4858527
Also I'm glad that we don't need to deal with the Kang Heir anymore. Like Jesus Christ, I get you're fucking upset but you're also an unrelentingly frustrating god damn asshole
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>>4858534
That was very emotional, but it's now two more Chens in existance, the meme is becomeing real.
Also Sandip is based.
>Wanderers in the fog
Malcador was called a wanderer before sigillate, let's give him a reason to laugh about.
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>>4858534
>>Wardens of prosperity
I like this one because it's got a kind of sinister bent to it that I don't think is fully intended, but could be implied. Like an American style 'I will bring you Democracy' type policy. Prosperity is coming, whether you like it or not.
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>>4858534
>Wanderers in the fog
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>>4858534
>Wanderer's in the fog.

I knew I loved the tiger children a lot, but I didn't know I could love them so much. Specially sandip. I'm glad that they probably won't be demonized despite being beastmen, mainly due to proximity and history with a Primarch and also due to being swell chads.
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>>4858595
>Lieren: Farewell friend Kang, I hope I never see you ever again.
>Everyone: [Laughs at Lieren's "joke" and tgen start ANOTHER festival]
>Lieren: No seriously, fuck off.
>Kang: [Scowls]
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>>4858534
>Wanderers in the fog
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>>4858534
>Wanderers in the fog
LAYERS
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>>4858534
>>Wanderers in the fog
pretty cool name
>>4858395
thanks, i think it s because of the shadows i have put around. It gives that vibe to me as well.


>>4858426
I would have made it malicious, and obviously with his symbol if it was of Tzeentch.
Like this it reminds more of an angel spreading his wings if it makes sense, a good thing. And that s what i wanted to make, a symbol of good combined with the symbol of the journey.
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>>4858534
>Wanderers in the fog
I wanted to write in "lost Panthers" but then we'd get copyright striked by wolf fetish bro for putting Panthers in everything.

Also dang Kang, what an ass, that boy needs to get laid, Luli get on that quickly!

(No Luli you can't marry us...because you're not an immortal MILF of immense power, that's why)
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>>4859029
The way theat it seems that she keeps winning but Yongrui keeps fighting is kinda cute.
Also would be funny that one of the most loyal followers end up with oneof the most critical.
But shipping is cancer, it's only allowed with Daiyu and Jinhai because it was actually obvious.
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>>4859045
She has the book to refer too. It's as useful as trying to debate the emperors divinity with the lectano divinatus in your hand.
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>>4858534
>Write in
Fogwalkers
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>>Wanderers in the fog
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>>Wanderers in the fog
Dammit boss, I'm tearing up.
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>>4858534
>>Wanderers in the fog
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Calling the vote now.

Wanderers in the fog: 14

Wardens of prosperity: 2

Fogwalkers:1

Alright, so Wanderers in the fog will be the name of the once nameless sect

Writing now
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However Old Chen's eyes are not pulled from the monument built in the honor of his fallen son and the other casualties of war, by Luli and Guozhi's sudden appearance. He remains knelt before it, looking up the recreations of Small Chen's strong visage in both solid stone and wavering light.

Stepping from his side, to allow the man space to mourn and properly admire the legacy of his son and your friend, and so to not disturb his grieving with conversation. Petals of red, orange and yellow float and dance upon the wind as they gently approach the ground, as if carried the hands of invisible sprites. The blossoms that grow over and around the site of Chen's grave, are caught by a sudden gust of wind, and come to swirl around your legs and shoulders like a half immaterial cloak. A few lingering tears blur your vision, as Luli and her escort lead the venerable Guozhi to the hilltop memorial.

"Ah, grandfather Guozhi, it is always a privledge to be in your company" You say genially, bowing one leg slightly to become nearer to the monk's own bowed back stature "For we seem to meet upon the road at the queerest of moments, sometimes I ponder if you are more the fog's son than I"

Guozhi, ever astute, catches the implication hidden within the respectful words of your greeting, and grins. His voice reaches your ears, though he does not speak.

"That is one of the many talents I have cultivated through my many lives, Lieren. A sense of when my presence is required, and when my appearance from the fog will be the most theatrical" Guozhi states playfully, his mental message sounding much younger than his natural voice.

What the well traveled monk must mean, is that he merely focuses upon your Qi and uses it as a beacon to mark his path in his journey's unseen, safely hidden beneath his "Traveler's shroud" as he names the psykerist technique he employs to mask his presence to all living eyes, except your own.

"Correct, my pupil and teacher" Guozhi's voice laughs in your mind, before he elects to now speak for all present to hear "It is merely a twist of fate that our destinies are so oft intertwined that we meet upon their crossroads, time and time again"

"Perhaps our paths once again intersect at a pivotal split in the roads of our life" You say, taking care to show all of the proper etiquette and signs of respect towards the grave you remain standing upon "Shall we walk together, and leave a father to mourn?"

Guozhi turns to the memorial immortalizing Small Chen's legacy, his eyes resting upon the spear the held with conviction in the hands of the stone simulacrum of your dearly missed friend. He closes his eyes, the wrinkles upon his liver spotted face deepening as his white beard becomes dotted with the vibrant petals of the graveyard blooms.

"It'd be only polite to do so, rather than worsening his grief with our words and unwanted company" Guozhi says with a nod.
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Then he motions to Luli to follow the two of you, raising his walking stick and waving it in her direction, though he says nothing towards her.

"You may join us in our wanderings if you wish, Luli. What I intend to discuss with my teacher by no means a private matter" You say in his place, as Luli is well mannered enough to not accept an initiation unless it was formerly offered, instead of merely suggested or implied.

"I am most gracious for the offer, but I must return to do my part in the construction of the school. The opening of its gates cannot be delayed for even a moment! I apologize if this refusal offends you, master Lieren. But one as diligent as yourself must understand my choice" Luli meekly replies, placing her hands together as she bows at an angle only the most flexible of acrobats could accomplish without cybernetic enhancements

"What a dutiful girl, for a time, young woman of her character were a rarity in these lands" Guozhi chuckles, brushing petals from the length of his hanging beard, brushing his fingers through its length and curling it around his fingers. He nods once or twice in approval towards Luli's decision, and you mimic the display.

"A good work ethic is a rare trait, but a valuable one indeed. And do not worry, I take no offense by your decision. For it is yours to make and I cannot help but to admire your selfishness in this choice. I shall see you at the grounds of the school, Luli" You say, cupping your hands together and bowing, a motion that Guozhi now mimics "But my grandfather and I, will be taking our leave for now, to discuss"

You turn to Guozhi, and lock eyes with him. In a moment, he understands what you imply, and his grin widens joyously.

"A great many things, I am sure" Guozhi says, unable to mask his giddiness "Shall we walk to the nearby pond? I am told it is as clear as glass in winter, and wish to see if I can see my reflection above its dark waters"

"I would be content to wander without a direction, but if you wish to rest by its waters, I shall not argue against that desire" You say, folding your arms and stowing them away into the sleeves of your robe, nodding to Luli and her escort, and then to Old Chen to casually indicate you were now leaving in Guozhi's company.

"May your journey, though it is short, be safe and filled with comfort" Luli states happily, bowing her own head in good bye.

"Don't let the old timer fall into the water, its frigid this time of year " Old Chen says, between bittersweet cries and wails of intermingled sorrow and joy.

And with that, Guozhi leads you through the fields of blooming flowers, coloring the usually drab winter landscape. He says nothing for the short trek from the memorial to the pond, but as you near he begins to suck his teeth.
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>>4859920

"I have come to realize, I have never died by drowning before. I have heard it is a most agonizing experience, but the mind wanders. Imagination can only be so vivid" Guozhi mutters, grooming his beard as he stares at his reflection. He's joking, of course, but his humor is in rather poor taste.

"I've heard burning is the most painful form of death" You answer dully "I've been burned before, by flames hotter than any forge. So I have reason to believe such claims"

Guozhi snorts, taking a seat upon a boulder overlooking the rows of reeds and clear expanse of the pond's waters.

"Well enough talk of death. I assume you have decided to take the mantle of leadership of my burgeoning sect, as I had offered a season before?" Guozhi asks, grinning merrily as he turns his eyes from his reflection to face you.

You nod, and walk to his side, glancing down at your own doppelganger painted upon the pure waters of the spring fed pond.

"Yes, I've come to realize, that men such as you and I are at a grave risk, even if their potential is far below our own. My encounters with the predators, beguilers, and enemies within the Empyrean have shown me the ease of which a psyker is preyed upon and corrupted" You answer quietly, your reflection rippling and vanishing away as you kick a rock into his face "The temptation of power, the dark lure of mysteries, the despair of life, the pull of desire are but a few lures that may lead our kin down darker paths"

"As my own brothers were once tempted, I know the dangers of the spiritual realm well. You've bested the spirit that stole the souls of fellow adherents, in ages past" Guozhi sighs, his expression darkening and showing the vastness of his age "Through the lord of the mountain, we learned the dangers of our power by the subverted wills of our brothers. Now you to, understand the threat of the unseen"

"Yes, I've battled against three such spirits now and know well how a weaker mind may falter before their guile and deceit" You answer, nodding as your reflection returns "Sorcerers, dark magicians, and heretic alchemists, all present a great danger to the lands and people. Yet, each was once our kindred, a psyker tricked to walk a dark path. This generation of psykers must be warned and informed of the dangers of their power and life"

"As it was, before the Yan burned my home, and my sect mates vanished into the ether, devoured or ripped apart" Guozhi mutters morosely, before good cheer returns to his voice "Yes, you shall be the shepherd of this new generation of cultivators, of psykers. Their father, and their guardian"

"I don't know about father, but I am already guardian of every innocent man, woman and child upon Shangrala" You answer, kicking another rock into your reflections face "And, I've already decided upon a name for this sect, so our students may at last have a name to flock under"

"Ooohhooo?" Guozhi shows his curiosity without words.
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>>4859922

"Yes, we shall be named the Wanderers in the fog! A most fitting name considering our shared habit of traveling the wilds and roads of the world in pursuit of goals few men could comprehend " You shout , pounding a fist between your twin hearts. Guozhi nods.

"Yes, a name most befitting our sect. For every Shangralan is a child of her fog, it is the shroud that nurtures us and guards us against danger" Guozhi says, pressing his hands together and shaking them in the air thrice.

You repeat the motion, out of a sense of comradery with the old monk.

"So, Lieren. what shall be your first action as the official Sect master of the Wanderers in the fog?" Guozhi asks, setting his staff between his legs in a manner you've come to learn is a habit of his.

"That is a good question" You say, scratching you chin as you ponder what is the most vital to teach.

What shall be your first action as sect master, Lieren?
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques

>Explain to the highest ranked of their number the purpose of the sect and their responsibility in protecting their juniors and the common folk. And give them their first trial to ascended to a higher rank, and prove their ability.

>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.

>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.

>write in.

Also glad that Old chen's scene had the reaction I was hoping it would
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>>4859924
In order.
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
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>>4859924
>>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
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>>4859924
>Gather the acolytes and juiors to explain.
>Gather the sect to enlist their aid
>Lead them in meditation

They need training before they can be tested to rise in ranks. But if we establish how bad it is, and teach them to ward areas, this will start them off with a good basis.
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>>4859924
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm
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>>4859924
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
Not like spooky campfire but more like OSHA
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
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>>4859924
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>Discuss with Guozhi the fate of the previous sect, the appearance of their souls, and the nature of your creator. Perhaps there could be a way to grant them a new chance in life.
Common anons, it's the perfect moment do talk about it, add it to the list of plans, like making a body for Kanzeon.
I want my mini-emperor son
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>>4859924
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
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>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>Discuss with Guozhi the fate of the previous sect, the appearance of their souls, and the nature of your creator. Perhaps there could be a way to grant them a new chance in life.
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>>4859924
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
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>>4859924
>>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.

>Write in
Medidate for find Chen in the Epyrium. He that was one of the most loyal of our followers, he that inspired so many. The two of us are brothers, no evil spirit can change that. We will be connect with him beyond death and life ! Together we will create a new aspect for destroy evil wherever it arrives, a sun of purity that will shine through us.
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i made the write in for chen aspect during the battle against the warden of life, i will go and take it back for post it here. If anyone is interested in reading it
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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 !"

Based on this one. Pretty brief, but i thought it was cool. And i still like the idea of Chen being the aspect of a purifying sun.
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>>4859924
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
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>>4859924
>>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
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>>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
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>>4859924
>>>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
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>>4859924
>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques

>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques

Kinda worried about meditating on Isha, I may switch to it later. 4

Hey Malal, I got the job offerr. It's funny, the butterfly effect. I start my own spin off primarch quest and try for a job that I got. Also the artist that is doing Lieren is doing Kolinasi, and she may do a multi primarch spread. So if you got any primarchs you want done in her style she is game.
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>>4860789
>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.

Meant this as second. Sorry about messing up y'all.
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>>4859924
>>Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.
>>Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques
>>Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.
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>>4859924
"Gather the students honoured Grandfather we have much to do"
We will gather them and enlist their aid in creating the null charms however what is important is that they are with us creating the first few that we might properly explain the charms purpose which Segways into practical learning regarding the dark temptations that will try to seduce them. This lesson once taught will let us send the majority of the students off to continue making the charms leaving us with the senior members, they shall be told their duty to watch over all mankind and our people, in time teaching the Juniors they can start by working beside them. (We send them to aid in the construction)

The key is trying practical experience with mental and spiritual. Physically tie them to the places and people they will watch over
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Calling the vote now

Gather the sect , and enlist their aid in building your school and warding it will Null Denouncement charms, in preparation for the possibility of an invasion of spirits or practitioners of dark arts. Just in case.: 16

Gather your acolytes and juniors, and explain to them, with Guozhi, the exact fate that awaits them if they give into temptation, and the dangers of their ability. And teach those whose force of will has been proven simple psykerist techniques:13

Lead the sect in meditation, and use it as a tool of teaching, using your own vast potential to safely lead them on a journey of the mind and spirit. With your memories, show them glimpses of Isha and the worst of the spiritual realm.:12

Discuss with Guozhi the fate of the previous sect, the appearance of their souls, and the nature of your creator. Perhaps there could be a way to grant them a new chance in life.: 2

Search for Small Chen's soul in the world of spirits: 2

Explain to the highest ranked of their number the purpose of the sect and their responsibility in protecting their juniors and the common folk. And give them their first trial to ascended to a higher rank, and prove their ability.: 1

Total votes:18

So Lieren will first gather the sect, and lead his juniors in warding the School's grounds and walls with Null Denouncement Charms, and then explain to them the dangers of their powers and the temptation of wicked spirits.

Before attempting to teach them simple psykerist techniques and leading them in a session of meditation as a method of teaching. Using his own potential; as a shield for their minds and souls as he deepens the prior lecture with visions of his memories filtered and dulled so they are not overwhelmed by the sights burn themselves into your eyes

Writing now

>>4860789
Congratulations. Happy you got it. I'd pour a second glass of scotch in celebration if I wasn't already drinking Chinese tea.
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>>4860789
you sick sonnofabitch. You're the one I'm fighting spots for.

Good shit lad.
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Update coming
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Lashing your arm outwards, challenging the horizon and the heavens above and all that lingers yet unseen, you flash a cocksure grin as the rays of the sun illuminate your face, the iron hair that frames it and the two pools of gold that sit shimmering upon the surface of your eyes. Mist rises from the pond's chilled surface, petals flow from the fields curling and twisting upon the wind like half seem ribbons of ethereal silk.

The celestial fire scorches and burns through the fog, sending dim beans of its distant brilliance cascading around you and Guozhi as the two of you stand in silence, opposed against that which is not there and in a sense is not even real.

"Gather the entire membership of the wanderers in the fog sect, and bring them to the school I build. Tell them their first true lesson awaits here, beneath the silver blue glow of the winter's moon" You answer, keeping your outstretched hand leveled with the horizon, the gentle breeze growing in intensity and rapidity, as they begin to cry out and whistle through the distant ravines and mountain peaks. The ever present shroud of fog swirls and dances upon the newly awoken gale.

"Bring them to me, at this mountain, and we shall begin our hidden work. Our secret duty. Gather them, and explain that I have taken the mantle of the sect's leadership and have vital wisdom to impart upon them." You say, slowly curling your open palm into a fist so tight it could compress steel into the shape of its grip "I shall remain here, working with my students outside of the sect and building their sanctuary and college. As you are my second, I shall explain to you my intent, honoured grandfather"

Guozhi stands to his legs, eyes cast towards the same horizon you now challenge. His expression stern and unyielding, his lips part to speak a single question.

"And what is that intent, "Elder" Lieren?" Guozhi asks, a spark of mischief glowing in his youthful azure eyes as he shifts them towards your direction.

"To first' You say, shooting one finger out from your tightly curled fist "enlist their aid in warding my temple of learning against threats unseen, Be they spirits foul or their servants foolish. Then, their lessons shall begin. Then, they shall learn of the inherit dangers presented by their nature, and of the unliving villains and predators that stalk the winding roads of the Empyrean and hide behind its winds"

Turning on your heel, you turn to face Guozhi with two fingers now raised towards the heaven, and slowly uncurl a third.

"And, when they are ready, we shall undergo a group meditation, show I may show them visions not only of these threats and their temptations, but of the kindly inhabitants of the spiritual realm as well" You say, opening your hand fully, as you once again turn to face the horizon "Gather our students, and bring them here, were I shall wait for their arrival so they may begin the "cultivation" of their hidden potential in earnest"
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>>4861485

"A satisfactory beginning for our sect, I shall do as you command. Though, I myself feel dread of the thought of being made to view a memory of those abominable beings, but though their visage and presence is the very incarnation of terror, I shall endure if I may once again be witness to your subjugation of such horrid devils" Guozhi says, rising to his feet "Surely such fear will impart upon our juniors a caution that will guard their souls and minds throughout the journey of their lives"

"Hopefully they will not need such protection, but it'd be naïve to assume that such a wayward hope would become true" You state solemnly "But we now both have tasks to see done, so I must leave your company for now, Grandfather"

"Can we not share tea beneath the rising son? Just a cup?" Guozhi says, offering an open hand to you

You smile and laugh.

"Dawn side tea is always a welcome treat. I suppose I could indulge the mundane pleasure of it with company as fine as you" You say merrily, as Guozhi nearly matches the volume of your laughter.
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Jinhai sat across from the scholar Shirong, twirling an arrow he had caught at dawn's first light when his convoy was ambushed by a foolhardy band of brigands paid to end his life and implicate their employer's rivals in the sinful work. There had been resitance in his campaign, but none of it had been open. Several of the noble's he had met with had promise assistance, only to betray or attempt to use his army for their own ends. It'd seem a den of vipers could not help itself but to strike out against intruders.

However, such brazen treachery only served to adjust Jinhai's eyes so they may perceive such deceit with greater ease. And pruned the trees of the two infighting noble lineages of their most foolish and villainous members. Now he sat at a crossroads, concerning the Luo, the Huang had mostly settled though the dispute of power and position still waged on in a "hidden" form of war, that he intended to bring an end to personally.

The wailing of those who had sought to end his life, or would see themselves named lord through any means no matter how despicable pierced the silence of morning. As if being confined to cells and kept from the luxuries of their extravagant lifestyles was akin to torture.

They were camped outside of the manor of one Meng Luo, who had kidnapped and threatened several ranking officials from the rebuilt kingdom, alongside members of his own family who stood before him in the line of succession. The fool had made it known if his demands were not met or if his citadel was attacked, all of his captives would be put to the sword and pyre. However, unlike the Tao's citadel, Jinhai could see no weakness that would allow him to infiltrate its walls, and Lady Dandan's Dragon artillery would only serve to hasten the deaths of those kidnapped.

Jinhai had been debating a means to break its walls through tunneling beneath them, when he was approached by Shirong.
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>>4861487

The scholar, who Lieren considered a distant friend according to his own words, described a machine he had invented after being inspired by Lieren and another "Friend" of his, whose identity he refused to elaborate on. Jinhai didn't mind secrecy, after all, Lieren often times needed to shroud his actions with a veil of mystery so his goals could be achieved. And the manner of which Shirong referred to this "Friend", made Jinhai imagine their identity was kept hidden for their own safety or for him to more readily accept their aid.

Perhaps it was Yan Zihao, or some courtier Lieren recruited from the palace. However, such secrecy would be unnecessary, as Jinhai was not the kind of man who would condemn others for prior allegiance or relation. But he listened curiously.

Shirong spoke excitedly, showing him models of the device he intended to break the siege with. He said they could fly without wings. Which was something Jinhai had observed to his astonishment in nature before, seeds and little rodents who would glide upon the winds.

But, the vehicle that Shirong displayed, was quite different from such oddities. It was a armored basket, beneath a large tarp of oiled silks and hide, that would be inflated by lighting a fire beneath it which would carry it aloft upon heated air. And with great beacons powered by electricity, they could pierce through the shroud of the ever present fog and be guided through it to silently land within the grounds of Luo Meng's castle!

Or float above it, for a team of elite specialist to infiltrate through. That possibility was the one Jinhai preferred.

Closing his eyes, he envisioned the operation to come. And was sure of his success after several adjustments and changes to his original plan of action. Luo Meng had, before his arrival, held one of the largest support bases amongst his peers and kin, but had fallen when most of his followers had proven themselves to be blackguards and criminals of the worst kind. He himself, would join them in their cages, despite the "indomitable" fortifications he had hidden himself behind.

Little did Jinhai know, this deed would earn him two grand epithets in addition to those already attached to his name.

Conqueror from the skies and the Unseen Azure Wind.
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Avinash was confused. Uncle Lieren had been up late at night, nothing unusual, as he had never known to his uncle to rest or sleep especially when there was work left undone. But what was odd, was that he was joined by robed figures, dressed in white silk accented with Black, green azure, plum and gold. His companions smelt strange yet familiar. Like He had met a close relative or acquittance of theirs before. But the young cub could not understand why it was so. So he watched from the shadows as they worked in the emptied halls of the skulls, moving in packs as they traveled.
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>>4861493

For a horrid moment, he thought his venerated uncle had fallen with a cabal of sorcerers, as their actions seemed to be similar those of the cowardly breed. But he refused such a possibility and watched on, listening closely to their words and songs as they worked.

It dawned on Avinash, what exactly their purpose was in his home. They were carving tiny characters into the mortar, marble, steel and wood that were used in its construction. Symbols he had seen before, for they were scratched onto Ananya's new fangs and filled with molten gold. He had remembered what his fellow leader had told to him, that Uncle Lieren had explained their purpose to her. That they were a focus for will and spirit, warding glyphs that would banish away wickedness and evil. And foul sorcery.

A protection! the realization greatly relieved the youth, but he watched on, now more curious than ever, as he watched his uncle and the weird robed men and women continue their work. But as he lingered closer to them, he recognized the scent upon them!

He had known these people, they were the friends he brought to help build his home, who treated uncle like their own father and savior! So they were some kind of....anti sorcerers! Those who protected other from the spells and hexes of warlocks and witches! Avinash felt a sense of pride rise up in his heart, and course through his mighty veins! Of course! of course his uncle would keep such company. Lieren hated all things foul in this world, after all, it'd make sense he'd wage war against the practitioners of the coward's ways.

But, Avinash did not leave then, instead, he copied the sigils into his journal with a piece of charcoal, carefully copying their every detail upon its pages. If nothing else, copying the symbols filled him with Joy
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You spot Avinash scurry back into another corner, scrawling notes and drawing imitations of the Null Denouncement Charms. It's amusing to see him try to sneak through the shadows, for despite his kind's natural aptitude, he is still just a child, and has been spotted by several of the junior sect members gathered to assist in the construction of your first great academy.

it was endearing to watch the boy come to his own conclusions. Though you had a feeling you'd have to explain the nature of the symbol he copied, to ensure he understood their purpose. But, now that he had distracted himself in copying the same script repeatedly into his journal, which was supposed to be used in his lessons when classes began, you could in good conscious, leave the labor of wording the school's halls and grounds behind and begin the lessons of your other group of students.

The cultivators of the Wanderers in the fog sect.

"Junior Kuan Im, alert my disciples to gather in the cavern beneath the waterfall east of Chen Dao Academy's grounds, the time has come for your first lesson in" You say, pausing to figure out how to word your intentions in a way she and her fellows will understand
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>>4861496

"Cultivation, the Qi there is potent but becalmed, it will be a perfect site for your introductions to the hidden world"

Kuan Im's clouded eyes turn to you from her the wall she had been chiseling and warding with pieces of jade etched with the Null Denouncement Charm. A joyous smile spreads across her lips. Without a word, she bows graciously, and leaves your side to bring your message to her peers.

The moment she has vanished from your sight, you leave for the cave yourself, to prepare it for the sect's lesson. Sticks and braziers of incense would need to be lit, alongside oil lamps and candles. As it would be a pointless endeavor to wire the cave so fluorescent lights, the traditional forms of illuminations would suffice and would produce a more mystical atmosphere, which should help set the cultivator's minds at ease and open them more fully to the knowledge soon to be imparted upon them!
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The lights are dim, Qian Xiaowen sits motionless towards the back of the procession of his fellow disciples. The falls thunder behind him, the spray of their frigid waters trickling down his back. Gloom and shadow expand before his eyes, seemingly endless beyond the light of candles and lanterns. A few of the youngest disciples, those Guozhi found upon the road and orphaned by war or famine, cling to electrical lanterns like the they were shields.

A dais stands in the edge of his vision, carved from the walls of the cave with a trench of smoking wood soaked with fragrant oils and stinking herbs. He wonder if his sister would approve of his current situation, sitting alongside mystics, priests, monks and occultists who all shared his gift to manipulate Qi naturally.

Tension was thick in the air, the cultivators near his own age gossiped and whispered their own guesses and theories of the lesson to come.

Grandfather Guozhi, the only member of the sect who had reached the status of Core disciple, emerge from the shadow, waving a bundle of smoking grasses in the air, before he curled his strand of prayer beads around his arms and fell to his knees in silence.

Then, Lieren came, his golden eyes flickering beneath the fire light, like the eyes shine of a great predatory cat.

"The sect master, wishes to share a portion of his vast knowledge with all members of the wanderers in the fog sect, as he believes it is necessary for your ongoing cultivation and safety" Guozhi says, his voice raising high and breathless as he speaks without taking a breath, sounding like a shaman from ages past "For, like myself, he is knowledgeable of the dangers of our way of life and knows the face of those who would be our enemies. I myself have been unfortunate enough to encounter these threats, but Master Lieren has slain them and knows their ways"

Lieren says nothing for a moment, a murmur travels through the crowd as he steps to the edge of the Dais and closes his eyes, taking in a deep breath.
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>>4861497

Smoke trails into his nostrils, and escapes his lips, giving him the mien of an ancient dragon forced into the body of a man. With white smoke still curling from his lips, he begins to speak.

"In empowering ourselves and our souls, we attract the attention of wicked spirits and devils. The light of our essence draws them near and entices them to interfere with our lives and plot to take control of our flesh or devour the spirit" He explains, in a tone so cold and grim it feels as it if were spoken by a man who had experienced such predations first hand.

The words crawl down Xiaowen's back, stabbing into his spine like a thousand and thousand needles of ice. Before he is able to fully comprehend what Lieren means, he speaks again, his powerful voice demanding his attention.

"This fate befell Guozhi's prior sect, all that remains of them are flickering memories and torn ribbons of the stuff of souls" Lieren continues on, sorrow filling his piercing eyes. Teeth chatter, some gasp, a few whimper. Xiaowen gulps, and maintains his composure as he was raised to as the future head of his family. He could not show weakness or fear. His elder sister, Xia, taught him that revealing such vulnerabilities would be deadly

"They desire the warmth of all living things, and hate all things equally. But the light of a cultivator's soul burns brighter and fills them with great glee to destroy and corrupt" The sect master continues on, smoke still billowing around him and from his mouth, smothering and hiding away all but his eyes "When the boundary between worlds is thin, these evil spirits will seek to tempt or attack you. They will approach, offering power, wealth, pleasure, release from pain and agony, and a thousand more curses presented as gifts. They will offer all that you desire, and many things beyond that. They will speak of immorality, of mysteries in the dark between the stars, of the true nature of the world. Things practitioners of our hidden journey oft greatly desire. But, to accept even the smallest generosity from these never born abominations"

Xiaowen catches visions of three faces, a beak surrounded by tentacles and fanged tendrils, a fox's head wreathed in flames, and a rams skull crawling with vermin formed of metal and rotting offal. He nearly vomits from the sudden intrusion of the visions, but they soon fade.

"Is to invite a doom far worse than any death or oblivion. They will break your mind, mutate your body, and pervert your soul. Your convictions will be turned towards the darkest of ends, your free will washed away. No rebirth or after life awaits those who accept these dark pacts, only eternal damnation and enslavement, if your tutor in the dark arts does not merely consume you or cast your soul to a lightless void for their own amusement" Lieren snarls, sounding like a panther meeting a rival, or a dragon challenging the celestial courts themselves
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>>4861501

"They will masquerade as gods, they will masquerade as friends and servants. But they seek naught but your eternal corruption and destruction, know this, and understand the dangers that surround your existence"

A few candles blow out, as a wind whips under the water of the falls and snuffs out their life.

"Even if you abandon this life, and leave the road of cultivation, the danger will remain" Lieren continues on, stepping from the dais and emerging from the smoke shrouding him "Your potential cannot be bottled or removed. Your powers, without training, will scream out of you and inflict pain and havoc upon the world. Careless use of your abilities, will tear holes in the material of reality, and call these devils to your whereabouts if such recklessness does not kill you outright"

Lieren pauses, at last allowing Xiaowen and the other disciples to think upon the wisdom given to them, and knowledge once hidden. It is not long, before he speaks again.

"I shall teach you, how to harness your abilities without risk to yourself and others, train your minds and bodies to endure the wiles of spirits, and harden your resolve and wills to guard against their vile powers and arts. In time, your thoughts will become guarded by the fortress of your mind, and you will become guardians of the mortal realm" Lieren explains, his voice lightening "But first, you must learn the simplest techniques of our sect. The Traveler's shroud, that hides the aura of your spirit and Qi from all but the most perceptive of eyes or supernatural means, and the five daggers of winter's embrace, a technique once employed by Grandfather Guozhi's sect, the wardens of mysteries, for self defense and minor banishments "

Lieren raised his mighty hand, and focused upon it, narrowing his eyes and he stiffened his fingers into a painful seeming mimicry of claws. Similar to the "Claw" hand of the Fog panther style.

Smoke swirled around his fingers, as frost gathered upon them, crawling out from Lieren's own veins.

He slammed his hand into the ground, and ice erupted from his finger tips, spears of ice extending from the patch beneath his palm. A moment later, they dissipated into golden light, but the biting chill remained. Xiaowen's jaw fell slack. His mind scrambled to understand what he had just witnessed as Lieren rose, and he heard his voice, but saw that his lips did not move.

"And the ability to speak without speaking, A technique known as Wind Whispering. Core Disciple Guozhi, and myself shall tutor you in the use of these techniques" Lieren's disembodied voice spoke, before he began to actually speak "And then, we shall meditate, so you may bare witness to the realm beyond"

Lieren looked across the awed and horrified face of his followers and smirked.

"Well, now your hidden Journey has properly begun, my students" He said merrily "I shall be beside you for every step of it"
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You could feel the essence of every member of the Wanderers in the fog sect, the warmth of their life and the weight of their souls. As tangible as the wet stone beneath your fingers. You could see them, as readily as you could their mortal vessels. Slowly, you ignited the strings connecting them to you, feeding them as your own soul fed upon their radiance.

Slowly, carefully, you began to pour knowledge into their minds. A form of your psykerist technique "The golden sea's aura fills a thousand vessels". Which if of itself a inverse of the technique "Mien of the companion loyal and true, in that it fills individuals with a greater portion of your own soul's energy or Qi to empower them and allow a closer contact between your mind and essences and theirs, While the Mien draws on the existence of others to empower yourself. Both techniques only work when both parties hold strong emotions for the other.

This form of the Golden Sea's Aura, allows the transferal of knowledge and emotion. And as the members of the sect free the minds from the confines of their body, will allow them to, in the safety of your presence, to view glimpses of the sights you have already seen.

But as you guide their spiritual journeys, some oddities catch your attention. flickers in the winds and maddening lights of the empyrean.

What abnormality catches your eye, Lieren? (only one can win)
>A woman, who is not human but is no spirit, watches without eyes from a great distance

>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!

>A skinned fox, crying and cursing your name, blind to your presence. Huli Jing has lost favor, it would seem.

>A baleful fire, burning at the edge of the horizon. A sorcerer upon the mortal plane!

>A darkness.

>write in.
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>>4861504
>A baleful fire, burning at the edge of the horizon. A sorcerer upon the mortal plane!
That's the Shuni sorcerer who made the daemon hammer.
We will have to deal with him soon.
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
Hi Magnus!
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>>4861504
>Another giant
MAGNUS! Come brother! Let us talk philosophy!
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
who could it beeeeeeeeeeee, now?
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>>4861516
to clarify, I want to see Huli Jing suffering. But I think it more beneficial to check out the eldar [a woman] or the primarchs.

Or malal.
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>>4861526
speaking of malal he must have had a field day when he saw the facked we jicked nurgle's door open, OPENELY shittalked him AND kicked a powerfull demon's ass, i'm imagining he went
"oh fuck man this is tooooo beautyfull, look at this duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude"
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>>4861526
You don't think that scouting Kamal Kanan is beneficial? We are going to have to kick his ass when the Shuni attack, it could help save lives.
Meanwhile we are going to meet our brother on the future anyway, and that blinded farseer will meet us in the future again, since she seems to be watching our progress.
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>>4861532
We have been the best investment he ever made.
Just had to spend a little bit of his energy to nudge the pod, and we already fucked over 2 of of the Chaos Gods, and minorly incovenienced one.
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>>4861532
Given that it's Malal, and expressing praise would actually hurt him...
>"Fucking new kid thinks he's so cool, throwing a rock in Nurgle's window and killing his dog. I DID IT FIRST AND I DID IT BETTER! I DIDN'T EVEN LOOK AT THAT ELDAR HUSSY!"
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>>4861532
It's probably a full "This is the best gambit I ever did."

>>4861534
I don't no, for 2 reasons which I'll outline for you here.

One, which you already got is the opportunity cost. The sorcerer, we will deal with and he can be dealt with without expending this unique opportunity to learn more about him. He must have plenty of legends and tales if the Kang are so proud of the trophy they took, so we can learn about that anyway.

And the second is The blinded farseer is currently an unknown variable to Lieren. She doesn't exist/is hidden from him by distance and ignorance, so learning that they exist now opens up the opportunity of a not immediately hostile meeting/recognising them. Which with the point made, I'm going to shift my vote from >>4861516 to
>A woman

The other darkness is tempting, but I feel like the eldar is a gambit worth taking.
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>>4861537
i still thing that in his own way he's extremely happy after all the amount of deamonic ass we kicked in such "short" notice is something rare in the 40k universe
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>>4861540
That's true actually, and since this is during the meditation, our students might see it too.
Discussing philosophy with a farseer could help the sect learn something about the eldar paths, and that could help them ward off their minds from the warp.
Changing my vote >>4861513
To
>A woman, who is not human but is no spirit, watches without eyes from a great distance
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>>4861550
Also I'm sad that the spirits thing lost.
Malal, could we search for the echoes of Guonzhi's sect spirits, the ones that helped us?
I'm not making a write-in because I don't know if that's a valid options and don't want to waste my vote
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
We've been putting off family bonding for a while now. Besides, I want to see if Malal plays the most likely card and makes this Magnus or if he goes the wacky route and this is one of the other psyker primarchs.
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>>4861566
We have other things to be doing and considering, considering that very few primarchs new of their kin before being found by the emperor I don't see any great advantage or disadvantage to knowing about one of our brothers specifically.
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
Fuck yes Primarch meeting!
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>>4861571
hugs are a good thing
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>>4861541
>i still thing that in his own way he's extremely happy
By the Emperor, Malal is a tsundere!
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
it's too tempting
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>>4861566
I'm almost willing to bet it's gonna be Konrad's unconscious mind drifting through the warp during another nightmare.
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>>4861651
even if it is Lieren is such a bundle of sunchine even that edgelord will have his day brightened up
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4861504
As much as I am worried about the Baleful fire, We should see the Giant.
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
Broooooo!
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!

BROTHER!!
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
Oh boy our first Skype call with Magnus! I wonder if the exchange of information between them in the coming months will tip him off about the dangers of daemons.
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>>4861504
>A woman, who is not human but is no spirit, watches without eyes from a great distance
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>>4861504

>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!

BROTHER, YOU LIVE.
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!

BRRRRRROTHER
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
BROTHER
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>>4861994
Yes
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>>4862007
Mittens, stop trying to smoke Magnus's warp weed.
Magic cats have to use the warp catnip.
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As all Primarchs are psykers, it's almost as likely to meet Horus or Sanguinus as is meeting Magnus. I think that those two also make better conversationalists.
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>>4862033
Yeah, but Magnus is a space aussie. It's be fun. Think of the /bantz/ to be had when we feed him the warp pill.
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>>4862040
"greetings, who might you be, fellow giant?"
"g'day, cunt"
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>>4862040
But Magnus is a space egyptian Or space mafioso.
How is Prospero space Straya?
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>>4862049
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nl_wgIIopCg
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>>4862033
None of them fucking travel the warp as Magnus and his guys though
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>>4862049
>How is Prospero space Straya?

I mean, until Magnus killed the lot, it was infested with Psychneuein, which are basically psychic Tarantula Hawk wasps. Having a vast population of superbugs found in the wilderness who could kill civilization by themselves seems very Straya, don't you think?
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>>4862087
Wandering killer wasps can be an american or african thing too.
Now if it was a penal world filled with megarchinids on the world hand...
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4862134
how the....ok please ignore this vote. for whatever reason the id is the same as another dispite me not voting on this. strange.
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>>4862143
I live in a rental so that may be the case....f*ck.
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>>4862146
embrace your fellow anon.
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>>4862146
Go say hello.
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>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
"Come wayward brother of mine, come sit by the warmth of the fire. We have so much to speak of"
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>>4862274
If Lieren brings smores to the Warp bonfire, it's over for Chaos.
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>>4862028
Too hairy to be Mittens

>A woman
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>>4861504
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
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>>4861736
Clarifying My vote is for
>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!
Because this could change things a lot lore wise and be quite awesome.
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>>4862568
Not to mention wholesome, given how few of the Primarchs were on cordial terms with Magnus, let alone friends with him.
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>>4862739
I've been looking forward to this meeting for a long time. I know some anons had a list of things they wanted to do when Lieren eventually met with his brother. I wonder how long we'll have to talk with him, for how long, and how frequently.
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>>4862739
>Lieren is the only Primarch who gets to visit Magnus's secret clubhouse/library/ritual chamber
We should be honored.
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Old man gave the go ahead to be able to shill his quest.
We are having a big vote now, trying to ration our time ao we can prepare an expedition to Nuceria and Olympia.
Come on over to 11th primarch quest, help us save Angron from anger and Pertubaro from austism!
Also anyone that is good with planning and/or math is both welcone and needed.
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>>4861504
>>Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!

Come. Brother. I have been awaiting this for far too long. We shall turn you from your path of damnation.
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Still voting to visit other Giant

But I worry.

I don't want this to happen.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVrcMRq7saA

Also, knowing Malal read the new book on Alpharius, that we have eyes that see through illusion and deception makes me really wonder if we will be able to spot him when he shows up in disguise with dad
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>>4862916
i think we will see alpha/omega as incomplete soul when they are alone and complete one when they are together
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Calling the vote now

Another giant! connected to you by blood! One of your brother primarchs wanderers this realm as well!:22

A woman, who is not human but is no spirit, watches without eyes from a great distance: 4

So, the presence of another Giant is what catches Lieren's attenion.

Writing now.

>>4861514
I love it

>>4861516
>>4861772
>>4861823
>>4861880
>>4861881
>>4861963
>>4861982
>>4862135
>>4862334
>>4862898
https://youtu.be/T28imvKgOdk
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>>4863482
>FULGRIM!
>LIEREN!
https://youtu.be/lO2Zp4nwsFA
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>>4863545
>Video recording taken of the siege of Terra by the incredibly brave remebrancer Hideo Kajima, showing the duel between the masters of the 2nd legion and the 3rd legion during the heretics cowardly retreat from holy terra.
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>>4863482
hype
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Through the eddies, whirlpools, stormfronts and heavy hanging mists of the becalmed Empyrean, beyond the distant crags home to nameless horrors and valleys that are doubtlessly the home of spirits both ancient and inhuman, numerous bizarre sights rush to fill your mind's eye in a never ending assault of information and unknown sensations that you endure so your students minds will not be overwhelmed by the ceaselessly everchanging realm. They can catch glimpses, of the the wilds of the soul, see through the mirror without feeling its presence. Your own soul acts as both a doorway, wall and filter for their curious intellects.

But beneath the shadows of great mountain draped in clouds of fog standing above a valley where the banners of three armies fly alone, across an immeasurable distance, beyond seas of liquid glass and crystalline bone, beyond the valleys of rusted blades and springs of molten bronze and beyond a tangled bed of barbed wire and feather topped spires bursting with fungal growths and branches of pulsating flesh, lies a realm dotted with triangular superstructures built of white steel that play the host to spines of towers along each of their corners.

The city sits upon a mountain top of black stone, and does not belong to the world of the dead. No. It is, like the valley of this waking dream, a reflection of the living world dyed by the emotions of men and the echoes of history. Scars of the past and wounds yet inflicted. A childish sense of curiosity flourishes in your soul, pulling your attention to the distant city upon a planet you shall never trod upon. Something is there, something familiar yet alien. Something known, yet unknown. An unfelt sense of reminiscence sparks behind your brow, beneath the bone of your temple, and into the neural networks of your mind. A connection! Like seeing an old friend across the other side of a river after being many years without their company.

A chime of psionic energy washes from the depths of the ever burning sea of your soul, cascading across the lands and worlds of the spiritual realm in a wave of musical thought reaching ever outwards in a desperate attempt to grasp a hold onto the so familiar presence of the stranger across leagues of cosmic dust and thoughtless void.

Focusing upon the city, and the glowing soul that lights its streets and spires with its red glow radiance, you heart skips a beat and for a moment your bulwark of souls and mind falters. Bolstering the fortress of your mind to protect the students who gaze upon your memories and the unreal world beyond, your thoughts meanwhile become consumed by a storm of new and once forgotten knowledge. The aura of the soul, shifts to colors unseen before settling upon a pale, gentle blue like the unobstructed sky.

"Brother" You whisper to the freezing airs of the meditation cavern, the word resounding through the minds of your students and into the empyrean winds that are called to life.
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>>4863563

A giant sits, across the sea of stars.

A giant with skin the hue of autumn leaves and fresh spilt blood, the hide of a fairytail ogre. A single eye that matches the ever shifting color of his soul, sits hidden behind the wild man colored as the setting sun. Dressed in foreign robes, the other giant does not perceive your attentions until the blood beneath his autumn skinned hide resonates within his veins with your own.

"Brother!" You cry out, emotion over coming you, tears crawling down your cheeks before being caught in the scar beneath your eye.

The giant, who sits before hundreds of souls more potent than your own flock of students at last hears your distant call. Across vast seas of stars and void one of your brother primarch's turns his singular eye towards the gaze of your mind. Three claw marks mar his visage, revealing that his missing eye was plucked clean from its socket. Or so it would seem, for a moment, his face shifts and changes. In one moment, his single eye dominates his skull, in another, burn scars cover half his face, and in yet another his missing eye is merely blind and clouded white.
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A strange chime echoed across the sea of the great ocean. However, the musical winds of the immaterium could not draw Magnus attention from his contemplation of their purpose and power. The perceptions and thoughts of his companions, even that of Amon the beloved tutor he had long since surpassed, were however drawn towards the musical psionic emission for they rarely venture beyond the shallows at the surface of the immaterium. Indeed, the otherwise wise Amon had warned Magnus of the supposed dangers of further reaches of the warp, describing them as the treacherous, crushing depths of the great sea.

Though his fellow scholars had greatly benefitted from his guidance, leadership, and consolidation of the great ocean, the primordial creator and their energies, they were at times overtly cautious despite the potency of their psychic abilities. But, Magnus was too kind to scold men for fear, after all, for even a society as advance and open minded as that of prospero, often feared what they did not understand. But with time, his lonesome psychic journeys into the furthest reaches and depths of the great sea of the immaterium would eventually provide him the knowledge with which to instruct his fellow scholars in the truth they so deserved to know.

His mind flew further upon the winds of the immaterium, in search of the source of the great power that churned the gales of emotional and psionic energy so he may have a chance to study its nature and origin.

But, when a great gust of thought backed by psionic power far greater than any held by his congregation, even his beloved if at times overtly worrisome teacher Amon, broke against his back. The winds that whirled around his ears, hissing and popping as they churned, spoke to him. A comprehensible voice rang through the background static of the immaterium
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>>4863564

But that he was directly addressed, was not what nearly shook Magnus from his meditation and had for a fraction of a second threatened to pull his mind from the depths of the great ocean. No. It was the presence of the existence that spoke the words to him. At once so familiar and unfamiliar.

Magnus had spoken with his father from before his emergence on prosperan soil through the years after. The signature of the psionic message was at once akin to his progenitors and at much different. A scholars curiosity turned his focus from the deeper secrets of the immaterium, towards the direction of the voice he knew had been spoke by one of his kinsmen.

But not his father. One of the number of his brother primarchs! He was not alone in his talents. A joy nearly boundless drove itself through Magnus' chest, as he shifted his essence across the sea of the immaterium to more easily perceive his similar gifted brother. Oh how the mind wandered. What sort of man would his brother be? Was he a scholar like himself, who stumbled upon him in the search of hidden knowledge? Or had he sought him out for guidance and advise? Perhaps his desire to reconnect with his true kin drove his powers to activate in resonance with his own. Oh how exciting! this was comparable to the unleashing of his true potential years before! truly exhilarating! How his heart raced! How his anticipation grew.

Across the ruins of prospero, beyond the city of Tizca and in the great sea of the immaterium, countless miles away, separated by stars upon a distance world Magnus saw him.

His brother, reaching out desperately for his attention. He could feel his hope and burgeoning desire to speak with him. But...something was strange about his essence.

It was on fire, a seething conflagration of soul energies in a never ending cycle of destruction and renewel. Briefly, Magnus wondered with dread if his brother was in agony by this existence or if he had fallen to some horrific form of torture. But, as his perceptions focused deeper upon the golden well of his brothers soul, he was relived to see that such a paradoxical state of growth from destruction seemed to be his natural state.

How peculiar. Perhaps his father had made him to be so, or the psykers of his adoptive culture would so immolate themselves. It was truly a curious method of empowering one's self if that was the case. Perhaps, his brother would have something to teach him, instead.

Happiness clouded magnus' potent mind as he looked upon what must be his closest brother in nature with a mixture of curiosity, trepidation and an unrestrained joy.

He could see him, beneath the flames of his raging soul sat a serene mind that stood at odds with its own existence. Iron hair flowed upon the winds of the immaterium, and two golden eyes as brilliant as their fathers own looked back at his own glance. A sudden piercing sensation, like a fletcher's knife piercing flesh washed across Magnus' skin.
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>>4863566

A psychic power, one performed instinctually, in the very moment it was subconsciously unleashed against him, he understood it inherently. His brother's eyes saw the truth in all things! unclouded by lies and deceit, the secrets of the worlds and men's hearts were as open to him as any book. How wonderous! together they'd bring about a golden age of intellectualism and culture.

Magnus composed himself, and returned his brother's desperate message for kinship.

"Greetings, brother" He spoke to his distant mind, weaving his thoughts across the great sea between them "I was not expecting to meet one of my kinsmen wandering the immaterium, if I may know your name? This is a most welcome surprise indeed! I had feared I was the only one amongst our number to possess psychic potential"

The other primarch, with golden eyes, raises his head, and Magnus realizes to his further glee that he to, is meditating amongst fellows. Much weaker than his own followers, but they have potential yet! Perhaps he had only just emerged from his gestation pod
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The red skinned giant answer your calls, and you hear his voice heavy with an unfamiliar accent. But it rings with joy and the hope. Joy at meeting one like himself unexpectedly, and the hope of forging a lasting brotherly comradery. The way he speaks, tells you he is a scholar, as men like Shirong and Cao Yunru often speak in structure similar to your one eye'd brothers reply. Though the way he speaks is somewhat blank compared to the tongue of the Yan, however it is more artistic than the tongue of the Visnu. How queer.

"The name I have given myself is Lieren, I have come from Nothing to wanderer the fogs of Shangrala. I too had not expected to meet kin in my journey within the Empyrean, but as you have this meeting is akin to unforeseen rain in a drought or Jade dug from dirt, a most welcome surprise indeed" You answer back genially, not wishing to give a bad first impression towards the first of your family you have directly spoken to "May I in turn know your name? So long as such a request would not be seen as rudely impolite"

A laugh rings across the immeasurable distant separating you from your brother. You ponder if all men of his planet are red, or if his skin is a mutation or perhaps the sign of an obsession with bathing beneath the rays of his home's sun.

"I cannot imagine why it would be, this is an introduction after all. I am named Magnus, and I am known as the Red amongst the people of Prospero" Your brother's voice booms like crashing thunder, resounding like the din of an apocalyptic storm "And I must praise your sense of etiquette, I do not believe I have ever met a person who speaks with more politeness. Your sense of poeticism is somewhat astounding, actually"

Hmm, of course the culture that raised him would be wildly different from the Yan's own.
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>>4863568

It is refreshing to speak with a man who is not overtly concerned of proper social protocol and etiquette, who simultaneously is not a treacherous bastard nor born from a warmongering society that once found empathy to be an alien concept. Truly such men are rare upon Shangrala.

You mind is ablaze with questions to present to your brother Magnus, and how to approach this first meeting with him. For once, your calculations and planning have failed you. The Joyous excitement of meeting one of your brother primarchs, has upset the logical structure of your mind. Something even your battles against devil's could not achieve.

Such a comforting sense of hapiness.

How will you approach your brother, this Magnus the Red, Lieren?
>Question him of his planet's culture and history like an excited boy meeting a storied hero, You must know more about him!

>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?

>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possess a vast intellect, that surpasses
your own.

>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm

>Write in

Can anyone guess the primarch meeting I am most excited to write?
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>>4863569
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possesses a vast intellect, that surpasses even your own.
>Ask about his flock and their particularly abundant powers over the warp. Such prowess is far from average.
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>>4863569
>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
Tell him the story of nothing and how you turned it from a hole in the dirt into the prosperous land it is today

Also warn him of demons and creatures calling themselves gods, they are never to be trusted
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>>4863569
>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
Farming! Crop rotations! Horses! Hunting six legged predators! The tiger people, vishnu, fighting demons, GIANT SPACE GODDESS MILFS, prosperity (hue, sounds like Prospero), archeotech, more farming.
Does he like horses? We got horses here big enough to carry us.
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>>4863569
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
>The story of our battle with the unseen master and his disciple, and how the beings of the Empyrean that offer knowledge and hope are deceitful and corruptive.
Get fucked Tzeentch, we are taking Magnus from you.
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>>4863593
This. We need to warn our bro about the furaffinity demon birds.
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>>4863569
>>Question him of his planet's culture and history like an excited boy meeting a storied hero, You must know more about him!
>>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
>>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possess a vast intellect, that surpasses
>your own.
>>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
don't forget to shate the nullification chams and explain why we use them, magnus is a good man but he tends to dig too deep without protection
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>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possesses a vast intellect, that surpasses even your own.
>Ask about his flock and their particularly abundant powers over the warp. Such prowess is far from average.
>>4863612
And the rest
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>>>4863569
>>>4863607
Supporting this but adding

>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possesses a vast intellect, that surpasses even your own.
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>>4863619
Please ignore this post malal. I miscopied and clicked and it's not letting me delete it.
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>>4863621
I'll support complimenting him.
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We should avoid pushing too hard about the danger of the Warp. Maybe simply telling the stories about our fight against the inhabitants of the Sea of Souls should suffise for now?

We want to avoid giving him the impression Lieren isn't willing to study the Warp. We have to come out of this conversation on "his side".

In fact, Lieren calling out the lies of the Daemons Magnus summon would probably be effective in making Magnus avoid his fate in canon.
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>>4863569
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possess a vast intellect, that surpasses


>Write in
Tell him the major constellations seen from our planet
Inform him about our fights against tyranny, magic beasts and evil spirits, with their multitude forms and evil.
Study your own egg, much can be learn from it

"I am an Hunter, a Scholar, a Administrator, a Psyker, and the writer of the Journey and mostly a man. This has been my life so far, feel free to look in my heart and memories. I am very happy to know you, and i wish to give you much of the informations i know. But .. there is a problem that i have reflected upon, why we where divided from our people and family ? Wise Magnus what you think could be the reason ? I fear that yet again, this is the work of the evil spirits. With the memories i have shown you, you must understand what kind of evil foe they are. I have devise some techniques for fight them off, please look at them as well and learn them."
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>>4863633
Well, it's not really psuhing too hard.
We are explaining to him that we are teaching our students, and giving an example that it's a real danger insrltead of a fear.
After all, if we were afraid of studying the warp, we would just tell them, instead of sailing through the Empyrian, no?
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>>4863607
+1
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>>4863652
Changing my vote to this >>4863621
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>>4863566
> It was on fire, a seething conflagration of soul energies in a never ending cycle of destruction and renewel. Briefly, Magnus wondered with dread if his brother was in agony by this existence or if he had fallen to some horrific form of torture. But, as his perceptions focused deeper upon the golden well of his brothers soul, he was relived to see that such a paradoxical state of growth from destruction seemed to be his natural state.
Couldn’t this allow Lieren to safely eat daemons with his soul? Since it’s in a constant state of destruction and renewal any influence the daemon would normally leave after being consumed should get wiped from the cycle his soul goes through.
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>>4863569
>>4863621
Supporting.
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>>4863657
Not entirely I feel.
Seems like a great way for a particularly powerful daemon to try and corrupt us.
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>>4863635
I support this and >>4863607

Really we can do like we did with Kanzeon and just explain our entire history and philosophy, because god damnit he will appreciate it.
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>>4863662
Are you familiar with immortal cultivation, qi deviation, and internal demons? Because your worries resemble that of qi deviation and internal demons when performing immortal cultivation.
>>4863569
>Question him of his planet's culture and history like an excited boy meeting a storied hero, You must know more about him!

>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?

>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possess a vast intellect, that surpasses your own.

>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
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>>4863670
We should also see about getting him a copy of the Journey via Warp communication.
Maybe we can just possess a willing psyker on Magnus's end and physically transcribe the document.
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>>4863677
>Are you familiar with immortal cultivation, qi deviation, and internal demons? Because your worries resemble that of qi deviation and internal demons when performing immortal cultivation.
I'm very unfamiliar with Chinese spiritual concepts in particular.
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>>4863569
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
>The story of our battle with the unseen master and his disciple, and how the beings of the Empyrean that offer knowledge and hope are deceitful and corruptive.
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>>4863569
>Question him of his planet's culture and history like an excited boy meeting a storied hero, You must know more about him!
>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possess a vast intellect, that surpasses
your own.
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
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>>4863681
https://immortalmountain.wordpress.com/glossary/wuxia-xianxia-xuanhuan-terms/#cultivation
Here’s my source so you can check for yourself.
> Cultivation (修炼 xiūliàn) (修真 xiūzhēn) (修行 xiūxíng) (修仙 xiūxiān) – the process of improving health, increasing longevity, and growing powerful. This is accomplished by cultivating Qi and training in martial & mystical arts. In many of these novels, the ultimate goal of cultivation is to become an Immortal or attain godhood.

> Internal Demons (心魔 xīnmó) – literally translates as “Heart Devils”. Rather than standard demons or devils, these are a practitioner’s negative emotions and other mental barriers which hinder their training/cultivation. Internal Demons, in some cases, can even attack the practitioner from the inside, and failure to adequately resist them may result in Qi Deviation.

>Qi Deviation (走火入魔 zǒuhuǒ rùmó) – also known as Qigong Deviation. Literally translates as “to catch fire and be entered [possessed] by devils”. A state wherein the cultivation base becomes dangerously unstable, causing internal damage to the body and symptoms of psychosis. People who succumb to their Internal Demons, who practice cultivation/martial arts incorrectly, or who rashly use forbidden arts are all at risk of falling into this state.
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>>4863569
>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
Our general story and philosophy and emphasise on our fights with the lifeforms that dwell in the Empyrean, after that
>Question him of his planet's culture and history like an excited boy meeting a storied hero, You must know more about him!
And finally
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
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>>4863607
Support
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>>4863607
+1
>>4863569
>Can anyone guess the primarch meeting I am most excited to write?
Hmm. Fulgrim? We're either going to hate each other or get on like a house on fire. Maybe Konrad or Angron, because they're both so different than us?
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>>4863635
+1. Tell him our constellation so we're found faster.
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>>4863679
He has a perfect memory and mortal frames cannot do what ours can.

Then again consider the ethics of it.
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>>4863679
Seems a bit fucked up and a little but of self horn tooting. If the journey ever comes up and he's interested, I suppose it would be fine? No need to push the Journey on him.
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>>4863724
>No need to push the Journey on him.
Not evangelizing is one of our core tenets, after all.
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>>4863607
Support. Let's see exactly how fast can we start altering history on accident.
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Wait a second, how's Magnus already lost an eye? That doesn't happen until he makes the bargain with Tzeentch to cure the Flesh Change from his Legion, which won't happen until the Imperium finds Prospero.
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>>4863738
I think we saw future versions of him.
Kinda like how the unseen master showed different versions of us.
Which means the bird fucker is watching.
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>>4863738
Correct according to every public source I can find.
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>>4863607

Support. Get fucked Tzeench lol
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>>4863569
>>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
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>>4863569
Backing this >>4863607 and >>4863635
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Fuck tzeentch. All my homies hate tzeentch
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>>4863569


>>4863593
supporting
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>>4863714
Why would that affect anything? Telling him about the constellations is like explaining to a sailor about an unexplored landmass at an unknown location then telling him to go find it. You’re better off asking Kanzeon about our location in the galaxy then relaying that.
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>>4863862
The constellations may be useless to magnus, but they're unlikely to be for the emperor, who has access to old records of humanity and experience traversing the stars personally. Magnus also has direct contact with the emperor on occasion, meaning that if anything it'll narrow down the worlds the emperor has to search in order to find us.

The earlier we are found, the more good we can do in helping our brother primarchs.

>>4863635
Backing
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>>4863983
the stars themselves are worthless, you need a distinct feature to help narrow this down.
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>>4863635
Fuck it, backing the constellation write-in.
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>>4863999
By providing star formations we can provide a rough area in which we are, like triangulating.

But yeah, find a particular feature of space to reference is the best bet. Like a nebula or something big enough to matter.
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>>4863569
Whatever the majority vote might be, I think we should mention the Journey and explain it to our brother so he could offer up some useful criticism. He if more intelligent than us, then again intelligence doesnt always translate to wisdom.

In addition we need to finalize our reconstruction of the military system like how we discussed in the past, in case some anons forgot.
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>>4864005
Where's our update homie?
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>>4864015
>then again intelligence doesnt always translate to wisdom
Bit of an understatement given this Magnus we're talking about.
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>>4864005
It’s a fucking galaxy. Constellation are impossible to identify without sharing the exact reference point and all the star charts are out of date.
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>>4864005
triangulation on a single world is greatly different to trying to figure out "find the dots" in all of local space, with different names for the stars we can all see.
It's nigh impossible man, you need those big or unique items to find anything.
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>>4864027
Given how we can communicate via the Warp, we can just conjure up images of the constellations and features of local space.
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Also being found earlier is not a good thing considering we have Age of Technology AIs. Emps isn’t going to show Kanzeon any mercy just because you like her.
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>>4864024
Regardless, it cant hurt to try. We could talk to Kanzeon about her star maps.
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>>4864029
It would be easier to just trace our psychic signiture
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>>4864031
An unfortunate scenario we'll have to cross eventually.
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>>4864029
You don't understand me.
My point is that anywhere you look on the world, you are looking at a 2d sky that you can find the points of the cosntilations on.

In space, you are somewhere in a 3d environment, surrounded by specks and told to find a specific pattern in them, with zero idea of where you are in relation. It doesn't work.

As >>4864036 says, it's easier just to follow our psychic beacon.

>>4864031
Make it conditional on our joining his crusade. That he give her a pass.
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>>4864037
>have the ability to turn ability to turn AI into flesh and blood humans if given enough time
>wE hAvE tO cRoSs iT eVeNtUaLlY
No we don’t.
>
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>>4864044
We don't have that ability, at all. We can make her a metal body but she has no soul to try and incarnate.

it was our mentor's old sect, the Dai monks, which we want to put in place.
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ngl this whole meeting magnus got me tearin' up a bit, call me a bleeding heart all you want but this is the best choice IMO, we might even suprise big E with the fact we know each other
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>>4864044
I never said that
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>>4864049
Bleeding heart.

But really, this could be cool.
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>>4864048
Reread the last thread, we now have the knowledge of how to create flesh and blood bodies to house souls.
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>>4864048
>she has no soul to try and incarnate.
Wait couldn’t process this part but are you this dense? She has a soul. Lieren even says as much.
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>>4864016
writing it up now, thanks for the prod.
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>>4864071
She's a machine, she has no soul.

Lieren says she is a person, and she may well be, but she doesn't have a soul she is an AI. Blanks are people but they don't have souls/
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>>4864076
AIs have souls in 40k.
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>>4864031
oh crap, you right.

>>4863635
Adding the caveat not to provide constellations then, cause I don't want dad to show up and disaprove
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>>4864079
I'm going to need some sauce there before I believe you.
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>>4864088
I remember one person posting a screencap from a book describing machine code having a soul but that’s not as important as Malal ruling on it, which while he hasn’t explicitly said she has a soul none of Lieren’s interactions or description with her wouldn’t make sense if she didn’t. Like he intends to put her into a flesh and blood (as of last chapter) or comparing her to the Emperor’s soul.
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>>4864097
I also remind you that AI and machine spirits are not the same.

But looking into the last thread, I bring you this.

>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.

So I have no idea what the fuck is going on with her, but it's all conjecture. Not fact.
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>>4864088
It doesn't matter if A.I.s have souls or not.
Because Kanzeon has, Lieren has commented on it.
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>>4864100
>I also remind you that AI and machine spirits are not the same.
Depends on who’s writing. Machine spirits are whatever the writer wants them to be.
> So I have no idea what the fuck is going on with her, but it's all conjecture. Not fact.
Lieren has eyes that see the truth of things so if he sees a soul then it’s a fucking soul.
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>>4863569
"Oh my dear brother it is hard to say so much so fast. I would embrace you if I could, so many questions and so much to tell!"
"Tell me of your self brother, your home our Journey. Let us trade our tales! Maybe even here we can summon a game board hmm?"
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Magnus and Lieren meeting
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>>4864109
Where.

>>4864110
About right, but distinctly AI don't have souls.
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+while talking make it clear we have nothing against study for through study comes understanding! First impressions are important! Hopefully through our tales of spirits he'll learn
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>>4864137
It would be the third time I would have to reread the archive to disprove someone on this quest, especially someone doubting or being paranoid about what Malal wrote.
So I'm just not going to bother. Maybe Malal will answer you before he writes the update, he normally does that.
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>>4863569
>Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm
>An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?
>The story of our battle with the unseen master and his disciple, and how the beings of the Empyrean that offer knowledge and hope are deceitful and corruptive.
>He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possess a vast intellect, that surpasses your own.
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>>4864212
that'd be nice.

All the same, it isn't paranoia. It's a reasonable doubt and skeptisism over planning to one up the emperor on a "maybe"
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>>4863569
>>4863607
This is great
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>>4864232
It’s not a maybe. It’s refusing to recognize something for what is when Lieren confirms it with his eyes. Saying Kanzeon has no soul when Lieren has confirmed otherwise isn’t reasonable skepticism because contradicts the most reliable source of information in the quest: Lieren’s eyes.

On another note on regarding the nature of AI (or more precisely Men of Iron) is that they may in fact be former people or the rebellion may have been a glitch considering what UR-025 says:
> "I am not a machine as you would understand, I am not a slave. I am not a thing. I am beyond and above you. I am a Man of Iron. And I am free."
So don’t discount them have souls. This setting is batshit insane enough for it to be possible and 40k “lore” is not very reliable judging from what we’ve seen in the quest of the future accounts of Lieren.
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I'd love for Magnus to listen about the unseen master but past experience suggests he'll just go "lol i'm to smrt to fall 4 that"
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>>4864422
Hey, atleast we would have warned him, that's more than what the Emperor did.
Also it means that we now hold the ultimate weapon in a sibling's arsenal: Saying "I told you" when they fuck up.
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>>4864422
tbf, we are telling him this pretty early and before he meets the big birb himself.
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>>4864118
This is what I am supporting.
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>>4863568
Oh....oooooh my god, we're gonna get Tutoring help from Big Brother Red Chicken.
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I love how Malal describes tones, accents and languages, but I wonder how Lieren would hear, and what he would think, of Kolinasi's native tongue..

Also we are closer to a family photo sketch everyday at this rate.
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>>4864360
One, I dont recall where or when he confirms it.
For two, if you check the quote I posted from last thread it said that "Maybe, Possibly" that we can get kanzeon a human body. And your given plan is to avoid the emperors irritation by putting her in one. So yes, it is a maybe.
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>be Emps
>Talking to Psyker son "nice"
>He tells me he found another bro as a pen pal
>Three of us chat
>Realise to can triangulate positions now there are 3 of us
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>>4863635
Also supporting
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>>4864766
>>4864560
Another fun thing to consider from this entire thing is that with Lieren acting as a peer to Magnus, rather than an inferior (any other psyker) or his superior (Big daddy E), magnus will have someone to confide in and compete with, but also someone to anchor him and hopefully lessen his feelings of superiority in the subject of warp shit.

Also, since Magnus all but confirmed our ability to see through all bullshit on a psychic level, I think he'll inherently be more open to our opinion s and perceptions on the warp, due to our very nature.
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>>4864893
When we meet in person we are throwing decorum out the air, sprinting at full speed, and giving the red chicken a hug.
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>>4864918
I think Magnus only gets his wings after tge Molusk Bird gets to him.
So the only red chicken in the family so far is Sanguinius.
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>>4864927
Damn, wing buddies still a pipe dream.
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>>4864936
His helmet and armbands still have wings/feathers decorations, so don't lose hope.
Or please do, fuck Tzeentch.
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>>4864945
We can give him augmetics!
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>>4864996
Please don't surgically add wings to our brother for a joke.
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>>4865041
NO, BIRDS OF A FEATHER FLOCK TOGETHER!
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>>4865042
Sounds like you support Tzeentch there.
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>>4865061
Lies! I support brothers getting wings and or jetpacks for sick bonding time!
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>>4865069
You can get him wings without augmentics. Corvus had a specialized jetpack with wings on it.
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>>4865138
Such material frivolities are below a mind like Magnus.
Powerful enough biomancy could give him wings anyhow.
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>>4865162
Why?
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>>4865225
Because fuck you thats why, walking is for peasants.
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>>4865269
And flying is for bitches.
True sorceror kings just slighly hover off the ground.
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>>4865293
Needing wings to fly is for bitches.
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>>4865293
>>4865298
You two keep talking shit while my Birdman bro Harvey is right here, he's an attorney you know. WE'LL SUE!
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>>4865304
well you can tell havey to and to quote gotts of the iron hand "KISS MY ASS" unquote
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>>4865330
Ooooooh, we'll use that quote in court, hope you enjoy paying that up in front of a live audience!
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>>4865334
So you have HOPE that your BIRD attorney can CHANGE your FATE, while wearing his BLUE suit?
Maybe we should take this to a different court? One that is more appropriate for "Harvey"s nature.
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>>4865304
Go back to gay baby jail
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>>4865341
HE IS A MAN OF LAW SIR, WHAT MAY YOU BE IMPLYING?!
>>4865346
H..HOW DARE YOU, I DON'T QUALIFY FOR JUVIE!
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Malal help, the anons have gotten delirious again and need their fix of poetic goodness.
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>>4865375
I'm implying that perhaps we should move this discussion to the courtyard of that new scholl near Nothing. The one with the funny glyphs decorating it's base, and that is visited by the Wanderers.
We might even get to see see the Giant, and he might be able to see us, with his golden eyes. I bet "Harvey" would love that, as a practitioner of law, having a judge that can see the truth would be fantastic.
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>>4865437
I'm always amused by how scatterbrained people get here when Malal leaves us alone for too long. The god of anarchy is an ironically stabilizing presence.
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>>4865475
Lieren is a contradiction, thus so we must be.
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>>4865458
We'll be there! I hope your lawyer is half as good, see ya later!
>>4865475
>>4865481
And it is so.
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>>4865490
He is at least three times as good.
Noone can defat Sandip, lawyer extraodinaire.
>>4865475
Malal is the only thing that can stop the shitposting.
Like children when their parents aren't home, we must find ways to entertain ourselves.
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>>4865498
>He is at least three times as good.
>Noone can defat Sandip, lawyer extraodinaire.
SANDIP, THE LEGENDARY ATOURNY OF ROCKS U HURRICANE?! We aren't scared, we have enough evidence to win this case!
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>>4865504
But can you do it, when I invited you to his home territory, the school he was taught in?
By pretending to suggest things about your lawyer, I lowered your defence so that my proposition would be seen as a challenge and you would accepted it without thinking, and now yu can't back down without dishonouring yourself, all the while protecting myself by not actually making statments, therefore avoiding potential libel!
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>>4865516
>But can you do it, when I invited you to his home territory, the school he was taught in?
AHA, SO YOU ADMIT TO A BIASED COURT ROOM ALREADY! Note this down Bird Boy.
>By pretending to suggest things about your lawyer, I lowered your defence so that my proposition would be seen as a challenge and you would accepted it without thinking, and now yu can't back down without dishonouring yourself, all the while protecting myself by not actually making statments, therefore avoiding potential libel!
IMPLYING A GOOD LAWYER DOESN'T HAVE A GOOD RECORDER ON HAND IS THE HIGHT OF FOLLY! HONOR IS FOR THE BATTILFIELD, AND THE COURT IS FOR FACTS, YOU SHALL BE BROUGHT LOW, AND NO AMOUNT OF LIFTING CAN LET SANDIP GET YOU OUT OF IT!
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>>4865520
Ha! Not only are you now trying to utilize illegals means to conteract my legal, but cunning trap, but you also not even understand it on the first place! For bias has no place in law, mut morale has in the mind of men!
And now I unveil my second trap, the visitor that scheduled to see the school in that day, Kang Chen!
Let us see if your morale and tone of voice can surpass his in the nature of honour!
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>>4865560
Illegals?!, You dare imply we have used illegal means in our court sanction investigations, Truth is on our side, for if you had any value in law to claim bias has no place, you would not feel so threatened to go above and beyond to drag this case out under the eyes of your SANDIP's teachers! GO FORTH COWARD, BUT KNOW THE LAW WILL ARRIVE FOR YOU! HIDING BEHIND THE LEGS OF YOUR TEACHERS AFTER BEING CAUGHT!
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>>4865579
Ah, so the constant recording of people through long distance, and trying to acquire and ultilise evidence outisde of an investigation is legal now? Especially by a civilian party?
And now you lose your temper, or more correctly, lose more of it, as you haven't stipped screaming since it started, and while we have in no moment directly insulted your lawyer, you constantly try to lessen mine and his capabilities, which, different as I have proclaimed, are grounds for libel.
However, I won't seek to punish you, merely say for you to meditate on this lesson as a journeyman and stop seeking conflict where there is none, nor to attempt to force other to acquire wings in a aesthetical attemps.
[spoilet]Also know as this is getting too autistic, so I'm stopping.
Go to those trash greentext thread on /tg/ if you want to do this kind of thing.[/spoiler]
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>>4865628
>Ah, so the constant recording of people through long distance, and trying to acquire and ultilise evidence outisde of an investigation is legal now?
YOU CRAVEN FOOL, YOU STAND THERE AND LIES AS YOU WERE IN FRONT OF US!
>Especially by a civilian party?
THE ATOURNEY YOU HARMED IN YOUR ACTIONS IS A CIVILIAN NOW, IS THE THE GREATNESS OF SANDIPS TEACHINGS IN PRACTICE, I CAN'T RECALL HIM WINNING OUTSIDE OF THIS SETTING AS I THINK ON IT!
>And now you lose your temper, or more correctly, lose more of it, as you haven't stipped screaming since it started, and while we have in no moment directly insulted your lawyer, you constantly try to lessen mine and his capabilities, which, different as I have proclaimed, are grounds for libel.
>>4865341
You insult my mans honor, his integrity, then claim the highground in a bias court of your choosing! The gall of you degenerates! You stutter on your words because you know defeat!
>[spoilet]Also know as this is getting too autistic, so I'm stopping.
Go to those trash greentext thread on /tg/ if you want to do this kind of thing.[/spoiler]
r in spoiler not a t dude. Or ctrl s for the shortcut..
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So what kind of techniques are we going to learn from Magnus?
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>>4865673
Yes. OH we can introduce him to dad too!
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>>4865689
see
>>4863566
>Magnus had spoken with his father from before his emergence on prosperan soil through the years after.
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>>4865703
No, Dad. Our venerable father Weylan.
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>>4865703
This>>4865705
Our Papa.
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People are actually trying to immediately go for the metagame redemption.

I don't know what i expected, but i hoped it wouldn't be this

It's going to blow up in our face. But i have hope that Malal isn't just going to let this turn into some wishy-washy shonen where Lieren can just save all the primarchs by screaming "PROSPERITY DATTEBAYO"
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>>4865777
>Metagaming
>Our Primarch being excited about his psychic brother is metagaming
You are a colossal faggot, stfu
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>>4865777
>1 post by this ID
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>>4865800
I think he’s talking about the whole “FUCK TZEENTCH” which makes sense. That is clear cut metagaming.
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>>4865808
You mean our excellent Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law thing? Or people saying fuck that bird on their own time, because saying that is metagaming when we already know about them and their servants in character, not to mention the conversations were piss taking between updates, is fucking retarded. And implies any action we make in character to go against the dark gods metagaming as well. Fuck this guy's dumb opinion>>4865777
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>>4865904
Never said I was against metagaming and since it’s a 40k quest metagaming is inevitable anyway.
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>>4865929
Can't really call it metagaming with our knowledge and teachings plus Magnus. Really its just hoping we can get through Big E's aspie shit fucking things up.
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>>4865930
Debatable.
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Malal please come back, us anons are getting even more autistic, and someone is fishing for (You)s again.
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>>4865944
Its not debetable, Its quite literally "hey brother, evil fucking spooky shit in the warp and we saw a giant evil plague god. So be careful and don't trust'em."
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>>4866105
Also that you have to remember that we are teaching our students the dangers of the warp.
They are watching, this is juat a continuation of their class, using the example of a psyker that got tempted and corrupted.
It just so happens it's a way to shit on Tzeentch even more, because fuck him.
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>>4865800
No, it's the "Hello, Primarch Brother that was corrupted by chaos without knowledge, did you know that chaos is dangerous? Don't make any deal with a weird blue multi-faced man, which just so happens to be the guy you'll meet later on in the story!"
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>>4866128
We don't know the first part of your bitching, but it is irrelevant anyway, we know the Shangrala name of bird bitch, and chatting with Magnus for a bit we can warn him anyways, he'll know who we are talking about, so fuck off with the, "this ish metagaming bullshit."
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>>4866129
It's metagaming because we just met Magnus and people are already going for the Let's Warn Him instead of what any reasonable person would do which is chat with their goddamn brother.

And you're doing it because you know that Magnus gets tricked by Tzeentch later on.
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>>4866128
More like, hello my brother primarch, I was just teaching my students about the dangers of the warp, here, let me tell the only story I have personally seen of a psyker being corrupted by a being of the warp, to continue the lesson that I was teaching them, the whole point of this meditation on the first place.
By the way, thanks for the compliment, I can see you are very smart.
Oh what is this? The chaos beings that corrupted the psyker works for a bigger chaos being whose whole thing is to corrupt psykers, and so happens to be one that would try to corrupt you, a psyker, there is no way that anyone would be able to think that without out of the universe knowledge, that's just madness!
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>>4866131
>It's metagaming because we just met Magnus and people are already going for the Let's Warn Him instead of what any reasonable person would do which is chat with their goddamn brother.

>Options and votes are literally chat with each other tell stories of what we've been doing since getting out the pods
So you have brain damage?
>And you're doing it because you know that Magnus gets tricked by Tzeentch later on.
Literally doesn't fucking matter you mong. We're getting ready to tell him about our chaos encounters and all the other shit, what possible reason would we have to not warn him, when we are in a class training students, for the same damn purpose?! Are you choosing to be retarded?
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>>4866132
Also fuck Tzeentch.
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>>4866134
Fuck him....also its kinda ironic that he has lots of lich analogues as servants when he's usually monster maker.
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>>4866137
It's probably to annoy Nurgle, since undead are part of his portfolio.
So Tzeentch tries to steal the ones that he can.
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>>4866145
I suppose that makes sense, a lich is pretty anti change as things go, but when he has his...talons? In them that deep, I guess it doesn't really matter at that point.
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>>4866132
Yeah, no, it's the fact that it's convenient that you specifically go about how tzeentch corrupts people and does deals and stuff.
>>4866133
>So you have brain damage?
No anon, i'm pointing out that way too many people immediately chose to go for "Let's warn him so we can have the ebin redemption"
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>>4866149
>No anon, i'm pointing out that way too many people immediately chose to go for "Let's warn him so we can have the ebin redemption"
Again, literally doesn't fucking matter, warning him regardless is absolutely in character and fucking over worst bird is a bonus that happens anyways. So quit bitching if you don't like that inevitability.
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You know something that is funny?
That first anon, saying something about metagaming that posted only once.
Than another anon appears out of nowhere reapeating the same thing.
Why are the one that change and hide so much the the big blue bird appologists?
Why it happens so concistently in this quest? Is it slthe setting of 40k, or just the the size that attract the slaves to chaos?
Fuck Tzeentch.
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>>4866156
Probably a bit of column A and column B.
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>>4866153
Warning him right now? Specifcially of tzeentch? Despite the fact that he's already doing warp stuff of his own? SPECFIICALLY Warning him about tzeentch? It's way too convenient
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>>4866161
>Literally second chaos being whose minions we met
Literally. Doesn't. Matter. We are telling him everything anyways. You dumbass. Now fuck off with this retarded, too convenient shit when we're holding a class about this shit right now.
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>>4866164
It's convenient because you specifcally go about the very thing which turned magnus fool
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>>4866164
Anon, just ignore him.
They stop when they starve.
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>>4866165
So what you absolute twat. He's being Lieren'd, and everyone is looking forward to it.
>>4866167
Never works, someone pretending to be retarded attracts other retards.
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>>4866167
Pant thieves?
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>>4866168
Which is cringe

Even if you try to be good, going directly for the redemption noblebright ending is dumb
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>>4866169
shorts looters?
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>>4866171
And your brain damaged. And you suck dick.
>>4866172
>>4866169
Undies attainer?
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>>4866174
no
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Calling the vote now. Couldn't write yesterday, learned my grandmother had passed in the night of the 9th, Just two days before my dad's birthday. So I wasn't in the best of states. The autistic posting here did cheer me up a bit though, so thanks for that.

Calmly explain what you're currently doing, tutoring and guiding your psykerist students through the dangers within the Empyrean realm: 24

He has complimented you, so compliment him in turn. Just from his Aura you can tell he possesses a vast intellect, that surpasses even your own.:18

Ask about his flock and their particularly abundant powers over the warp. Such prowess is far from average.:2

An Exchange of stories should suffice, it is how you often greet your friends, with mutual reminiscence. But which story shall you share?:22
-Tell him the story of nothing and how you turned it from a hole in the dirt into the prosperous land it is today+warn him of demons and creatures calling themselves gods, they are never to be trusted :3
-Farming! Crop rotations! Horses! Hunting six legged predators! The tiger people, vishnu, fighting demons, prosperity, Archeotech:1
-The story of our battle with the unseen master and his disciple, and how the beings of the Empyrean that offer knowledge and hope are deceitful and corruptive.:15
- Share the secrets of the nullification charm and their use: 1
-Your general story and philosophy and emphasise on our fights with the lifeforms that dwell in the Empyrean, after that: 1

Tell him the major constellations seen from our planet, Inform him about our fights against tyranny, magic beasts and evil spirits, with their multitude forms and evil, tell him to study his own egg, much can be learn from it:9

Question him of his planet's culture and history like an excited boy meeting a storied hero, You must know more about him!: 4

Total votes: 30

So Lieren shall first give Magnus a compliment in exchange for the one he gave, then explain what it is he's doing with his students, and then offer an exchange of stories, with his being tale of the battle against the Puppet master and his unseen master and how wicked beings dwell within the Empyrean that seek to corrupt men through temptation and deceit

Writing now.

>>4863738
>>4863746
Mittens did it!, but in all seriousness, I somehow missed that detail, despite making sure to do my research.

>>4863739
Sure lets go with that

>>4863856
Adorable

>>4863687
Hey, this is Warhammer Xianxia, at least from Lieren's perspective.
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>>4866181
Gaaaaaaay
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>>4866183
Sorry for your loss Malal, I hope that everything goes ok with your family.
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>>4866183
I can really only offer my sincere condolences to your family.
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>>4866183
It sucks to hear that mate, if you ever need more bird lawyer posting, we'll be here.
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>>4866183
Yeah, sorry man. The curse will keep smacking you
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"And I must in turn praise your razor sharp wit and well cultivated intellect, brother. Truly yours is a mind without peer beneath the heavens. From the merest glance of your aura I can see that you are man most wise and knowledgeable, and that your intellect surpasses even my own vast wisdom" You reply to Magnus' compliment in kind, speaking praises with such a joyous tone that the warm and comfort of your words could surpass even the gentle warmth of a summer day "And it is most comforting to hear, that my the artistry of my people's vernacular is apparent even to one as distant from me as yourself, Magnus"

You imagine yourself placing a hand between your twin hearts, and bowing. Magnus becomes breathless, and his bemused glee becomes ever more exposed to your piercing perception.

"Truly the etiquette of your world is stalwart and uncompromising, even amongst the masters of prospero such genteel manner is rare especially when counterbalanced by an affable personality such as your own. I must admit, Lieren, from this short meeting I can foresee that you are a most pleasant conversationalist, why brother your company, though we are separated by a vast distance is already quite comforting and pleasing" Magnus says, laughter ringing across his thoughts, reflecting your current blitheness and joyous freedom of emotion "Your psychic signature reveals the depth of your empathy and the gentleness of your heart...though I can notice a shadow over you? Your travels I take if have been...fraught with bloodshed?"

You bow your head and sigh.

"That they have, I have been forced to stain my hands crimson with the blood of foes and enemies alike" You answer solemnly "But I take no pleasure in such a laborious task as killing, put let us turn away from the grim subject of bloodshed, and turn back to the joyous occasion of our meeting"

"Death at times in commendable, it takes a strong will for a man as moral as yourself to end another's life. I can only assume such executions were performed with a greater purpose in mind. I myself count my blessings, that the time for me to cut down members of my own race has not yet arrived" Magnus replies understandingly, slowly bowing his own avatar's own head in accordance to your own show of humility, ponderously mimicking the precision and deliberation of your movements "But I agree, brother, let us focus instead on the happiness of this occasion, rather than the sorrows of the past"

"The shadows cast by yesterday, should be forgotten by dawn's light. But what an fateful meeting this is! To meet my own brother as he performs the same task as myself! If I believed in the lie of destiny, I'd believe this encounter to be preordained!" You say merrily, boisterously raising your voice without a care for decorum. After all, you're sat in a dank cavern surrounded by fragrant smoke and frigid mists, not the court of nobility!
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>>4866312

"Oh so you to search the great sea for knowledge? or perhaps you are instead merely reflecting upon its waves? which is similar enough its intent" Magnus questions curiously as you hear one of your weaker willed students begin to retch dryly, befouling the calm of the cavern as their panicked subconscious attempts to empty their stomach of its contents. He must have focused too closely upon one of the fouler sights of the manse of misery and mirth, drawn from your memory.

"While knowledge is the prize I seek, I am not in search of it, rather I am striving to bring it to my flock of disciples so they may learn of it. And if the great sea is what I know as the Empyrean or world of spirits, I am not combing its winds for mysteries unknown" You explain calmly, a certain dread curiosity rising to grow in the back of your mind, once which is centered solely upon your brother and his travels in a realm you know to house legions of spirits both wicked and foul.

"Then, what is the nature of the knowledge you seek to impart upon your students?" Magnus questions somewhat cautiously, his rumbling voice quieting to become closer to the gentle whispers of the wind rather than the roar of a rising stormfront "From your tone, it would appear you hold some trepidation on the subject of their learning. May I ask why that is"

You hadn't heard the tilted pitch of your voice when you spoke your reply. Curious, but not unexpected considering the depth of emotion surging through both mind and heart.

"The understanding of the dangers present within the very realm we now converse within, where our words carry across leagues and stars. I am tutoring them of the perils and hazards inherit within this other reality, and guiding them so they may learn how to avoid such obstacles and threats" You explain, regaining your composure and serenity of tone "For if they remain ignorant, their doom is all but guaranteed"

Magnus falls silent, tilting his head as he appraises your words, his gaze turning to study every string of your essence. After a lull nearing a minute of speechlessness, he once more speaks to you.

"I apologize for my silence, but I could not help but ponder how your caution reminded me of my own teacher. I assure you, Lieren, the Warp is not as dangerous as you have been taught , I may be emboldened by the strength of both my mind and body, but even when I have wandered the darkest of its depths I have found no danger the necessitated such a serious warning" Magnus laughs, not in a mocking way, but in the manner of an older brother amused by his younger sibiling's lack of knowledge. And that confirms your suspicion, that your brother could be ignorant of the dangers of the Empyrean .

After all, the portion where his essence lingers is much calmer than that which surrounds Shangrala, the winds are not so warped, the essence not so twisted. It is purer, less tainted, untouched by all but the shadows cast by the past.
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>>4866317

"My own teacher Amon, holds a similar wariness. It is, I will admit, wise to keep students as freshly initiated as your own to the shallows, but it is" Magnus says, pausing so he could find a way to not sound insulting when he means to give what in his eyes must seem like valuable advice "difficult to understand why one who possess such a potent psionic potential as yourself, to remain swimming upon the surface of the sea rather than diving deeper. Perhaps are academic methods differ, but with your presence I would not imagine you to hold the opinion of, and forgive me for this if it sounds rude, a novice"

You pause, reigning in the emotions boiling within your gut. However, unlike what your brother expected, rising anger over being insulted and offence is not among their number. Worry, fear, exasperation, curiosity, and the dread only a brother can feel when he sees his sibling endangered.

"I have my reasons" You answer in an emotionally neutral tone "But it would suffice to say that my experiences have made me wary of both the energies and inhabitants of the empyrean"

Magnus once again pauses and falls silent, pondering your reply though it was short, picking through the hidden meanings and the information presented by your few words, striving to understand why you would in his understanding, sit upon the shore when the waters are calm. But by your eyes, he does not see the storm clouds quickly approaching the otherwise serene bay in which he swims.

"Were you in some way injured by your first experience with the immaterium? from the manner of which you speak of it and seem to assess it, is similar to one who is self trained. I expected your host planet to not be akin to prospero, so I can understand a viewpoint. Perhaps, with my influence, you may see it in a different light?" Magnus says, hopeful and understanding, his voice bright and merry once more.

"Perhaps, but perhaps we are at an impasse of understanding. it is clear we come from two greatly different cultures, and this places a barrier between our hearts. Maybe an exchange of stories will expedite the process, like old friends reminiscing of days past" You say with a gentle genial tone, clapping your hands together "But which of us shall begin? we surely have many stories both to tell"

Magnus nods, crossing his arms in thought. For a third time, he falls utterly silent. Before replying after a near minute of quiet.

"As I am curious of what has led you to uphold such caution, I would prefer if you shared a story of your experiences first. If that is the tale you wish to weave for me, of course" Magnus replies courteously "If you'd prefer, I'd share a story of my own exploits instead"

You shake you head

"No, no, the story I have in mind should certainly help bridge that gap between our worlds" You answer, pulling you hands apart "And should explain to both you, and my students the reason for my hesitation"
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"Then illuminate, the anticipation is killing me" Magnus chuckles, as you bow your head. A gnawing chill crawls up the back as you recall of your encounters with inhabitants of the empyrean and those wretches made into monsters by its energy. However, your mind settles upon the first encounter in which you began to understand their nature and stumbled upon the existence of the spiritual world.

The battle against the corpse sorcerer and his Unseen master.

"Listen to my tale and hear it in good faith, for its lesson is one that must be heeded and kept close to the heart" You say, raising your volume to a deep, rumbling baritone. Like rockslide down the back of a mountain, or the grinding of tectonic plates deep beneath a world's surface. It is a voice that demands attention and respect.

And Magnus listens, quietly, already studying every word that has thus far left your lips

"For it may one day save your life. This story of mine begins when I wandered through the Bone Devouring Forest, to cut a path to reach a tyrant's throat and open the way for the army that marched beneath my banner. It is within this twisted weald that I met with a tribe of foreign invaders who became lost in the shadows beneath the bloodthirsty trees" You growl, the spiritual sights around you shifting to reflect the contents of your stories, imposing a scene of the depths of the bone devouring forest "And hunted by beasts and monsters that were once men. An unnatural locale, grown and cultivated by the tragedies of the past, of which I am one of four who know the truth of"

You take a deep breath through pursed lips, the sound of whipping gales and whirlwinds accompany the inhalation

"These tribal warriors, were near feral when I met them, their society sickened by the glut of warfare and life of bloodshed they lived. The harsh conditions of the Bond Devouring Forest had made them a harsher breed than their civilized cousins, weakness was abhorred, empathy was unknown, to survive they committed themselves to battle against their own kin, to thin their numbers so they may survive the sweltering heat and predations of what lurked in the shadows" You continue on, images of slaughter and butchering supplanting the woods, faceless figures woven out of the gloom emerged to wage war upon each other, taking featureless heads and spilling the smoky guts of their kinsmen to the field of smoke beneath their feet

A handful of your students pass out from the potency of the vision, but are caught as they fall by those who had been pulled from their mediation from the foulness of nurgle's domain

"But, their lifestyle, the predators, the monsters, the harsh conditions, and the tradition of cruelty they followed was not the greatest danger they faced in their unwanted home. A cousin of the six remaining tribes mutated by exposure to the coalesced energies of the empyrean, the same which birthed the legion of monsters and abominations which stalked the shadows of their forest home"
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>>4866324

Visages and specters of snarling faces, barred fangs dripping with blood and gore, and reeking of stagnant sweat and the products of butchery replace the war of shadows. One of your students, a young woman, emerges from her meditation screaming.

"These men, had become a mingling of beast and man, of tiger specifically and lived upon the one peak within the Bone Devouring Forest. From there, they hunted their cousins for meat and slaves at times, and at times hid away from them fearefully. Their wills were weak, and a change of leadership changed their beliefs. So it had been for generations" You explain, moving an arm to command those free of meditation to tend to those who still hold the resolve to endure your story, so they will not be forced awake as violently as those before

"Until, a man named Vipul came from the ranks of the first tribe, a man who forsook their belief of strength and struggle. A man who had talent much like ourselves and those who flock beneath us for protection and learning" You snarl, the scene shifts to a world of utter darkness, with baleful green fires burning in its skies like distant stars "He became their chief, and tried to lead them towards a path of further damnation. And so was expelled from his tribe! and thrown to the wilds to die alone, devoured by the trees. However, that was unfortunately not the end of his tale"

Raising your head, and barring your own teeth, the vision flickers to the ruins beneath the temple, a great monstrosity standing in the dark formed of lighting, frost and fire rose before the bedraggled form of Vipul, wings and tendrils spread out into the air grasping and waving to cast terrifying shadows and illusions among the remains of his prior servants.

"For, I spoke of a great danger with the forest, I did not speak of the tigerfolk! for their evil was only caused by a cycle of revenge and barbarity. No, the true enemy of the Vishnu Tribesmen" You growl, your voice low, threatening and spite filled "Was not the trees, the fog, the beasts, the monsters, or their mutated kinsmen. And it was not Vipul, the psyker who empowered himself with methods so unspeakable I can only name them the darkest of arts. No...no, the greatest threat to their existence was"

The winds wail, song birds sing, cracking ice mutters, sputtering flames laugh themselves sick, buzzing lighting snarls maliciously, feathers fall and whip upon the storm, darkness deepens, lights fade, and all that remains is a vision of azure wings and vermillion tentacles framing a beak that grins and reveals its serpents tongue.

"The being I have come to know, as the Unseen master, the creature that revealed to me the existence of the immaterial plane, and of spirits so foully evil, their presence upon the material would cannot stand unopposed" You roar, as two balls of golden light stand against the visage of the unseen master in the darkness
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>>4866317
> "I apologize for my silence, but I could not help but ponder how your caution reminded me of my own teacher. I assure you, Lieren, the Warp is not as dangerous as you have been taught , I may be emboldened by the strength of both my mind and body, but even when I have wandered the darkest of its depths I have found no danger the necessitated such a serious warning"
Says the guy that’s never met a chaos beast or has yet to suffer the machination of daemons.
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>>4866325

"I stood against Vipul the living corpse, the puppet master who by the gems that came from the Empyrean stole the wills of the tiger men and made them his mindless thralls. In the dark, I battled against this sorcerer, bloated like a well fed tick upon the corruptive energies of the empyrean, who sold his humanity and self to the unseen master for these boons. Promised greatness, promised immortality, he saw me! the golden eyed giant from nothing! as naught but an unforeseen obstacle in his path to glory"

Visions of your battle replace the dark and golden light, you stand, half cast in shadow as the scenes of your grueling duel against Vipul become as tangible and vivid as the day you fought against his abomination. Armor melting, blades sparking, black fire spewing, lighting flying, ice grasping for your veins, balls of cutting winds flying through the air.

"And how wrong he was, even before I awoke my potential as a psykerist, I bested the thrall master who hid in the dark, scheming and performing atrocious rituals" You bellow, as the scenes of you wounding and countering Vipul's attacks replace the vision of desperate struggle "And in his fear, he summoned his master into his very flesh! they became as one, and his power expanded beyond my own! but, a mortal body can only take so much punishment, even when its flesh knits and heals itself back together! Slowly.."

All but the strongest willed of your disciples have awoken by now, the visage of the unseen master proving too much for their subconscious to bear. Kuan im, Guozhi, Qian Xiaowen, two of the aged occultists, a priest who had his tongue pulled out, and a young girl the age of brave Fa's nephew and the girl who was the fifth prince's quarry. Their resolve is such they can bare witness to the maddening sight of the a man and devil intermingled to a degree that is truly unnatural

"I whittled down stamina and his composure, slowly, I broke down his form, lured him to make mistakes and errors, and when he was exhausted I USED ALL OF MY STRENGTH TO TEAR A PIECE OF THE BLACK STONE OF HIS LAIR FREE FROM THE GROUND, AND IN A RAGE, THREW IT AT HIM. BLINDED BY RAGE AND TIRED FROM OUR DUEL, THE STUDENT AND MASTER WERE UNABLE TO DECONSTRUCT THEIR BODIES AND FLY AWAY FROM MY ATTACK" You roar, slapping you hand on the ground and cracking the stone beneath "Crushed beneath the weight of the stone, Vipul's corrupted form was dying, his master cursing him for drawing him into a battle against such an opponent. I stood atop the stone, and with heated oil, burned the life out of both of the creature's dwelling within the apostates flesh, burning them to ash beneath my feet! And it was then"

You sigh, as fields of flowers and gentle winds return much to the relief of your remaining disciples, Guozhi is the only one who isn't wheezing or openly crying from strain of witnessing such a battle.
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>>4866329

"Dear brother of mine, that I became aware of the Empyrean and the dangers that lurked within. Through mediation and deep contemplation of the universe, I awoke my potential and set my spirit aflame. And through my later travels I learned more of these wicked spirits and their temptations. And that, Magnus, is why I am wary of the "Great sea" and the creatures that swarm within" You say gently, speaking almost sweetly as you can see your students kneeling before you, attempting to return to meditation despite the pain of baring the visions of your mind "For I have met what lurks in the dark, and found it abhorrent"


"So I was correct that a bad experience has soured your perspectives of the immaterium and its denizens, however it is...concerning to learn of how greatly it can affect a man's mind and body. I have seen mutations before, but not to extent suffered by Vipul" Magnus says, his tone revealing a great curiosity "Nor have I heard of crystals that could allow one to completely usurp the native mind's control of their body, nor cause such rapid degeneration of the form and mind. However, not all of the great sea's inhabitants are malevolent as this "Unseen Master" you've encountered, and surely they are not so deeply concerned with the material universe. It would appear to me, that the danger lies more in the hearts and minds of men rather than the warp itself, and a weakness of will and resolve and a lack of comprehension are what drove Vipul to such dark bargains. If psykers are properly trained and lectured upon the nature of the warp, surely such cases would be unheard of. I am also amazed by the grace of your combat style, the sheer rapidity and strength are truly deserving of praise. Such a skillful dance it was! "

You resist the urge to smack your head against the cavern wall in frustration.

What do you do?
>Ask Mangus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean
>Bring up the case of the beguiler of dynasties and how she subverted the legacies of heroes and great men through her manipulations and seductions, and how she had such a concern with the material world, she was fully manifest within it!
>State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.
>Have Guozhi join your conversation, the old man's experience will prove to your foolish brother that the empyrean is dangerous!
>Admit you are less knowledgeable about the immaterial realm than he is and may be misguided, but state that you have seen the truth of these being's existence and what you have seen is vile
>Write in

And thanks for your concern, means a lot to me
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>>4866331
>Ask Mangus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean
>Bring up the case of the beguiler of dynasties and how she subverted the legacies of heroes and great men through her manipulations and seductions, and how she had such a concern with the material world, she was fully manifest within it!
>State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.
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>>4866331
>Mentioned the Beguiler of Dynasties and the Master of filth.
>Mention Isha and her plight, and how we intend to free her when we are able.
>Have Guozhi mention his experiences.

I just want him to understand EVERYTHING that we have found. We aren't trying to scare him, we are just telling him that there ARE dangers and malicious intent in the warp. But once we have done.

>Ask him his story
>I do not tell you this to claim you are wrong brother, I tell you this because It is the height of folly for wise men to ignore the panthers in the fog, thinking them all kittens. But perhaps you have a gentler story, yet shielded from that of Shangrila
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>>4866339
>>4866331
Supporting this. It's much better then mine.
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>>4866331
These>>4866337
>>4866339
There are absolutely good spirits, but the hell they are trapped in makes it all but impossible to find, let alone aid.
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>>4866347
I know this?

We just said that we would aid Isha eventually, and that we need to hammer home to magnus that there are a lot of bad spirits as well.
It's like stranger danger, there are plenty of good people but also tons of bad.

He also attributed Vipul's fall to Ignorance and weakness of character, and said that training would make all dangers unheard of. We should probably call him out on that, that weakness of people cannot be eradicated by training just that it can be slightly curtailed.
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>>4866339
Support
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>>4866355
....dude, I was just writing what I was thinking, not saying you didn't say anything about it. You didn't need to reply.
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>>4866331
>Ask Mangus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean
>Admit you are less knowledgeable about the immaterial realm than he is and may be misguided, but state that you have seen the truth of these being's existence and what you have seen is vile
>I do not say to abhor your abilities, nor to not seek knowledge, for if that was the case, I would not seek to teach my disciples nor to expand this truth. All I say is to beware, for these creatures will lie and cheat, waiting for a moment of need, so that you may lower your guard. And once your enemy is inside your gates and walls, welcomed in your halls as a friend and mentor, how easy is it for them to simply coup the king? Or to consel the lord into damnation?
Using our own experiences to explain why inviting a trickester into your desmene is a bad idea.
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>>4866361
My apologies, statements like that tend to imply that the person you linked to stated the opposite or excluded that information.
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>>4866331

Taking this
>I do not say to abhor your abilities, nor to not seek knowledge, for if that was the case, I would not seek to teach my disciples nor to expand this truth. All I say is to beware, for these creatures will lie and cheat, waiting for a moment of need, so that you may lower your guard. And once your enemy is inside your gates and walls, welcomed in your halls as a friend and mentor, how easy is it for them to simply coup the king? Or to consel the lord into damnation?

From >>4866362 And supporting it.
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>>4866331
>Bring up the case of the beguiler of dynasties and how she subverted the legacies of heroes and great men through her manipulations and seductions, and how she had such a concern with the material world, she was fully manifest within it!
>State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.

We just want our new brother to be safe.
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>>4866339
This is so much better. Supporting
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>>4866331
Changing my vote here>>4866347
to this>>4866339
and this>>4866362
>"We just want you to be safe brother, to lose a sibling newly found to they're predations is a horrific fate I'd wish on no one."
>"Please be wary brother, the universe will be worse off without you."
>>4866372
You need to link your vote change properly dude.
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>>4866339
I guess I'll also add
>We see the truth of beings and what we saw were vile

Since no reason not too, and he may believe it further.
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>>4866331
we'll do this first
>Ask Mangus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean

and then say
>State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.
>Admit you are less knowledgeable about the immaterial realm than he is and may be misguided, but state that you have seen the truth of these being's existence and what you have seen is vile
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>>4866331
Backing this >>4866339 and >>4866362
mix
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>>4866339
supporting this.
Also we need to drive the point home to him that the whole 'with proper training that wouldn't have happened' thing. Even the most well trained person can be beaten by someone of greater ability, whether it be through training, or natural ability. Just look at us, we each landed on our prospective planets and have changed them. The most well trained psyker on Prospero likely pales in comparison to Magnus' natural abilities. If we're out here, then it would stand to reason that other powerful forces exist in the universe, and they don't all have benevolent intent.
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>>4866331
The warp is dangerous and bad, except when it cums to big alien warp mommy milker milfs.
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>>4866436
>We have a mortal embodiment
>We know exactly where Isha is
>We crushed the guard dog
We shall be the family Primarch. Come hell or high water.
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>>4866339
+1
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>>4866339
Some of our disciples are still around. I'm wary about showing Nurgle.

Anyway, when we finally meet each other in person, I'm all for helping him with his research. He might be able to help us to refine our Exorcism techniques. Maybe even find a way to true death a daemon?
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>>4866473
Only the strongest are still around.
Also we already showed them the manse, because some of them vomited.
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>>4866479
Yeah. But we weren't in the middle of the Empyrean at the time. And I'm also wary about accidentally summoning the beings we show Magnus.
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>>4866504
He wont appear, because it will confirm that he exists and that will strengthen our argument. But being just told about it strengthens Magnus' doubts about our claim.
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Why not give him our tools we use against Chaos? The Journey and Null Denouncement Seal would give him an opportunity in the future to avoid becoming a slave to Tzeentch.
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>>4866373
Sorry.

>>4866331
Changing my vote here >>4866370
To this >>4866339
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>>4866568
We'll get to that soon. It is story time now.
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>>4866331
When we eventually meet up with Magnus, we should practice our martial and psyker prowess. We know he's better space wizard than us, but that doesn't mean he should train his body along with his soul. We could teach and learn many things together.

I think it would be really cool to have an adoptive father and son reunion where we introduce our adoptive father to Amon.
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>>4866614
shouldn't?
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>>4866620
Woops. Yes.
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>>4866339
Supporting
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>>4863856
based
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>>4866331
>Bring up the case of the beguiler of dynasties and how she subverted the legacies of heroes and great men through her manipulations and seductions, and how she had such a concern with the material world, she was fully manifest within it!
>State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.
>Ask Mangus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean
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>>4866331
I just noticed that one of the options calls Magnus "Mangus"
I don't know why I think it's so funny, but it is.
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>Be many decades later
>Make planet fall to meet Magnus
>He has the Deamon pets
>In an act of ultimate brotherly love Lieren tears out an eye to give tomagnus that he might see his folly
>Thus he knew the truth
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>>4866998
Yeah I was wondering how we would react to the familiars of his legion
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>>4866998
>>4867002
......Brother, we talked about this.
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>>4867017
"I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE DEAMONS BRO"
"I TOLD YOU"
asmagnus falls down deamon stairs
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>>4867085
>Oh boy I can't wait to learn more about the Immaterium!
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>>4866339
Supporting plus this

"My brother I will never attempt to dissuade you from seeking understanding nor will I have the audacity to claim you know not what you do for I have met no mind as thoughtful or understanding as your own. But this I say now the denizens of the deep are like those of an ocean; there are those whom hunt and those whom are hunted. Only the predators will show themselves not fearing you wearing smiles and knowing tricks for it is their nature. Those more gentle and good, they hide and will not show themselves for the predators feed upon them as Sharks upon a shoal of fish. Look into my memories my brother see what I have seen and i am sure you will make more sense of it that I."
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>>4867153
I think malal is going to have a surplus of write in's like this that will probably get rolled in for how decently they reflect lieren's style, all in a differing sentiment.
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>>4867153
Ooooh, thats good.>>4866339
supporting this guy's write in to plus this>>4866373
>>4867157
I hope so, we got gold here to get through his head. Or diamond, considering how thick his skull is.
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>>4867157
Wait, it needs a minimum vote count before its put in too.
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>>4867167
I mean it does, but it's basically conveying the same sentiment as a lot of the others.
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>>4867170
Doesn't matter, still needs the minimum vote here to get combined.
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>>4867153
I will support the new write in too.
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>>4867174
Maybe. Maybe it won't be.Eh what the hell

>>4867153
add that to my increaesingly bloated vote since I refuse to let a good write in suffer.
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>>4867153
>>4866339
+1 these
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You know, that official-tier art really shows what Lieren looks like, but this leaves me with a question, what is he supposed to SOUND like.

I mean, what is his voice supposed to be like?
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>>4867353
Hmmmm, Johnny Yong Bosh?
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>>4867359
Hmm...i don't know, depends on what voice. Isn't Lieren supposed to have a somewhat deeper voice, too? He sure speaks loudly sometime.

I guess he should be standing somewhere between Baki and Retsu, from the 2018 anime. I don't particularly know anyone with that voice, it's just that Remembrance Lieren kinda reminds me of Baki.
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>>4867386
Then in that case, why not a safe bet like Steve Blum, if not perfect, it could be close with his range.
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>>4867153
+1
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>>4867153
Supporting this as well
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>>4867394
>>4867395
Oh fuck
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>>4867388
got an example of the voice
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>>4867410
Of Steve Blum?
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>>4867394
>>4867395
dum dum, you give gum gum
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>>4866331
>>4867153

supporting this as well as my earlier votes.
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>>4867412
Yes
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>>4867428
Orochimaru is one of the characters he's voiced, just look up his name, your bound to find something he's done.
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>>4866339
Supporting
>>4867353
>what is he supposed to SOUND like
What I imagine when I read and what he should logically sound like are quite different. Having spent his formative years in rural Yan, I think a country accent is likely. I don't know much, if anything, about all the differing accents and dialects of Chinese, but if memory serves, the nearest farmland to Nothing is rice patties. The rice-growing regions of China speak Wu, Min, Hakka, Gan, and Yue, in addition to Mandarin, so we might find a good base in those languages. But Lieren quickly climbed the social ladder and rubbed elbows with Yan's upper crust, so it's a safe assumption that their way of speaking might've rubbed off on him, an irl equivalent presumably being upper-class Mandarin. I think a good comparisson to how Lieren sounds is how Clark Kent is supposed to sound, sort of a standard, upper-middle class American accent with a country undertone. All this reasoning aside, I usually imagine a mellower James Earl Jones. Works just fine for me.
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i dont envy Malal haere, counting looks linke a nightmare
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>>4867559
Nah, its really just three big write ins, it only looks bad, BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE DON'T LINK POST VOTES CORRECTLY, but yeah, its pretty unanimous.
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>>4866331
>>4867153
Supporting.
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I'm assuming the memories we would show are only the ones about the Warp, right?
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All metagaming aside and considered, one thing I want to make sure is that Perty ends up happier in this timeline through some means.

Hopefully we can give him an outlet for his love of infrastructure, someone to appreciate him for what he wants to be appreciated for.
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>>4867845
There is no metagaming, everything said so far is completely in character for lieren, that one anon is just a poopoo eating faggot
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>>4867845
We actually discussed that in the last thread. Approaching him with questions and a design for a city to seeing he can improve it.

We guessed he would ask why we didn't ask Dorn about the project. And that he would continue whining.
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>>4867845
that art is adorable
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>>4867562
It's a good thing Malal is based and counts all the votes than, instead of being a massive, worthless faggot like some other QMs where they ignore it if you don't greentext, link, posted three times before, write an essay explaining your reasoning and/or feed their massive ego.
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>>4867866
Well you don’t ask a welder how to make a wood fence.

I think yeah he would whine, but I think continuing to support him and show how genuine we were might have an effect.

We could bond over our mutual love of helping uplift societies, maybe take him on a nice vacation building civil infrastructure when he gets to spergy
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>>4867893
He really would just whine because he is a whiner.
I dunno, maybe it would help but he is a whiner.
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>Fan omake follows
>+++DATE: [REDACTED]+++
>+++LOCATION: PROSPERO+++
>+++LOCALE LOCATION: [REDACTED]+++

>+++TRANSCRIBE FOLLOWS+++

+++So it was the Masters of Legions II and XV met upon the shores of [REDACTED] the two meeting with only their honour guards whom were left behind the two brother scholars walking upon the pristine sands.

Lieren the Tyrants Bane had come to speak to the Magnus Crimson King on behalf of their Father for the two had always been among the closer of the Primarch due to their long contact from an early age. The subject discussed was in regards to the so called Tutelary of the Thousand Sons and their implications.

From the back the Sons watched their fathers talk, then voices raised they argued before finally Lieren fell suddenly to a knee, tearing one of his fabled eyes free and offering it to his brother whom spitefully took it in a hand and placed it within the hollow socket of his own skull. The Honour Guards shocked didn't know what to do and thus arms were raised but the two Primarch approached Lieren silent and stemming the bleed from himself while Magnus wore a prideful smile which turned grim then to horror upon looking about himself and his own sons, to their familiars.

A tide of fire and rage bellowed from the Mighty Sorcerer King as he roared his mind now open to the great deception he had in his hubris allowed to take root and fester among his Sons. What would follow would be the Great Cleansing of the Tutelary between the two comrade legions as the foul denizens of the warp knew their ploy had failed.

Magnus was asked to keep the Golden Eye of truth by his brother and never forgot the kindness vowing to one day repay his Brother.

>+++TRANSCRIBE ENDS+++
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>>4867950
Sucks for Lieren that it isn't his eye which makes the vision.
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>>4867954
Yup. It’s also not necessary since Lieren can just psychically lend his truth seeing power.
>>4867950
Overall I think it’s a garbage omake.
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>>4867964
Nah, I wouldn't call it garbage. It flows well and the symbolism is noted. It's just one of those things that you can't really avoid noticing.
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>>4867964
well was worth a go, gotta practice somewhere TT__TT

>>4867954
True but i figured some residual might remain
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>>4867994
Not like Magnus would even use the technique. He may find something he doesn't like, after all
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>>4867996
>>4867994
>>4867993
>>4867954
>>4867964
To be honest I liked the Omake, it seemed like somehing that could have occurred in canon with how it was written. Not the best, but no where near garbage.

The fact it’s not Lieren’s eyes that give him the power I don’t feel matters in this.
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>>4867950
The Omake is not so bad, it only has too many run-on sentences. A few more commas and full stops would improve it a lot.
Also I think that giving Magnus a handcrafted bionics eye addorned with null charms and made to glow red seems something more like Lieren would do, instead of ripping one of his own eyes out.
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There's no guarantee that things will turn out the same way it did in the original timeline but I can imagine that some of the cultivators may use the scepter at the end of their lifespan to leave a recording of this meeting for the legions. It'll still be biased in viewpoint and confusing due to warp shenanigans but it would be the closest thing that later generations would have to an accurate record of past events.
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>>4868547
>Having a recording of our visions about fucking Tzeentch
That, is a stupid idea.If the majority of OUR Sect wasn't able to handle it, what if it fell into the wrong hands?
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>>4868567
>Tzeentch
We’ve never met the birb himself, only a single underling.
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>>4868678
ABOUT Tzeentch. Even something like a Herald would irreversebly fuck up most people.
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>Ask Mangus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean
>Bring up the case of the beguiler of dynasties and how she subverted the legacies of heroes and great men through her manipulations and seductions, and how she had such a concern with the material world, she was fully manifest within it!
>State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.
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>Armor melting, blades sparking, black fire spewing, lighting flying, ice grasping for your veins, balls of cutting winds flying through the air.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Ask Magnus for his story, you can't judge him blind and ignorant yet. Perhaps his experiences will reveal a gentler side of the empyrean:19

Bring up the case of the beguiler of dynasties and how she subverted the legacies of heroes and great men through her manipulations and seductions, and how she had such a concern with the material world, she was fully manifest within it!:17

State that you know benevolent spirits exist within the spirit world, but they are in the minority. Tell him of Isha and her plight, and use it to argue that the dangers are more present than Magnus would believe.:18

Have Guozhi join your conversation, the old man's experience will prove your point: 14

I do not tell you this to claim you are wrong brother, I tell you this because It is the height of folly for wise men to ignore the panthers in the fog, thinking them all kittens. But perhaps you have a gentler story, yet shielded from that of Shangrala:14

Admit you are less knowledgeable about the immaterial realm than he is and may be misguided, but state that you have seen the truth of these being's existence and what you have seen is vile:5

I do not say to abhor your abilities, nor to not seek knowledge, for if that was the case, I would not seek to teach my disciples nor to expand this truth. All I say is to beware, for these creatures will lie and cheat, waiting for a moment of need, so that you may lower your guard. And once your enemy is inside your gates and walls, welcomed in your halls as a friend and mentor, how easy is it for them to simply coup the king? Or to consel the lord into damnation?: 4

"My brother I will never attempt to dissuade you from seeking understanding nor will I have the audacity to claim you know not what you do for I have met no mind as thoughtful or understanding as your own. But this I say now the denizens of the deep are like those of an ocean; there are those whom hunt and those whom are hunted. Only the predators will show themselves not fearing you wearing smiles and knowing tricks for it is their nature. Those more gentle and good, they hide and will not show themselves for the predators feed upon them as Sharks upon a shoal of fish. Look into my memories my brother see what I have seen and i am sure you will make more sense of it that I.": 9

"We just want you to be safe brother, to lose a sibling newly found to they're predations is a horrific fate I'd wish on no one." "Please be wary brother, the universe will be worse off without you.":2

Total votes:19

Alright, so bringing up the case of the beguiler of dynasties, telling of isha and her plight, bring Guozhi into the conversation to share his experiences, and the two big write ins detailing Lieren's explanation to Magnus win, along with asking Magnus for his story.

Writing now
sorry for the wait again

>>4867950
Painted a pretty cool scene in my mind's eye. Bit rough, but I enjoyed it. Good work anon.

>>4869831
kek
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>>4870111
No worries malal, you're going through a tough time right now so it's all completely understandable

We are privileged to have you, sorry for your loss
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>>4870111
So many write-ins, yet only two of them survived.
We live in sad times.
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>>4870141
This is nothing new.
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>>4870141
>RULES OF NATURE blaring in the background
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>>4870141
I told you guys, LINK YOUR DAMN UPDATE VOTES PROPERLY, the QM NEVER takes them unless its voted enough!
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>>4870441
People didn't vote for the other two write ins, all that needs to be done is that you copy the write in in your own vote, or say you support it. Linking it doesn't matter, if it looks like a vote it counts.

Like this anon said >>4867891 I don't really have a strict guidelines for what is and isn't counted

However the two other write in had no where near enough support to be included. Remember, one less than half the total vote to be included, so long as it doesn't conflict with the "Winning" Choice, which has been rare.
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"The dance of the carp style is not my own innovation, its grace was born from the excellence of one of my dearest companions" You explain, to allow yourself to the time to shift through the numerous conflicting thoughts and emotions bubbling within you. It is often said that intellectuals have the hardest time seeing the truth when it is set in front of them, but such ignorance is understandable. Your brother was not born upon Shangrala, and has not had to struggle and battle to free his people from the webs of manipulation and deceit woven by wicked spirits and tampering devils.

"So please, reserve your praise for him instead, for I am undeserving of it. I am a mere practioner of the style he pioneered from watching carps swim in a shallow pond" You say cheerfully, to allow yourself more time to devise your argument in a way that will not draw the ire or offence of your brother, nor decry his beliefs or make it seem that you view his way of life and study as one of folly and foolishness.

Like most scholars, it's likely that within his heart lies a hidden disdain for those who refuse to step from the shadow of superstition or refuse to enlighten themselves because of bias and fear towards a particular subject.

"That man's talents must truly be astounding if you consider your own skill in this "Carp Style" to be secondary to his own. Of all qualities, honest humility is one I did expect to find within any of our brothers" Magnus replies warmly, his words praising yet soft spoken "But, I should share a story of my life in exchange for that of your battle against the renegade "spirit" as you dubbed the entity"

"The time for your tale to be told will come shortly, my brother, but alas, I must once again voice my dissent against your belief that the Empyrean and its denizens are harmless." You say guiltily, rolling your head as you send an unspoken missive to Guozhi, asking for him to join this brotherly conversation to lend your warnings further credence from his own experiences with the predators that lurk within the other world.

Magnus' sigh carries across the ghostly fields and hills of the dream like realm like the rush of a rising wave, a cool chill running across endless canyons and carrion fields picked apart by beings of shattered glass and howling machines grinding through black tar.

"This exercise is intended to foster understanding between us" Magnus' words carry upon the great gale of his exasperation "I thought you had explained your stance concerning the immaterium succinctly enough, but if you believe your view require further clarification, than so be it. I will listen with an open mind for as long as your argument remains based in logic rather than blind zeal. I know it must be irritating from your point of view for me to seemingly deny the threats you've faced, so as long as you debate your position with good faith and reason, I shall consider its merits"
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>>4870572
There's a long ringing sound across the sunset hued seas and gold topped spires, the wind fractures into a horizon of broken realities and undreamt fantasies. Drawing in a ponderous breath, you prepare to speak your argument, hoping to convince Magnus reconsider his manner of approaching the Empyrean and its inhabitant

"My brother" You say soberly, raising your head as the grasslands surrounding you become consumed by the chill of your tone, blood red frost growing across the immaterial land like the roots of an ancient tree, before spurred towers of ice spring from its frozen ground like blossoms of an alien world "I will never attempt to dissuade you from seeking understanding nor will I have the audacity to claim you know not what you do. For I have never met no mind as thoughtful or understanding as your own"

The storm of Magnus' frustration and dread that his kindred would be blinded by light of zealotry and bigotry fades away as gentle rains of relief pour from his essence, freezing upon the frigid solemnity of your wards as they fall. Snow flakes and hail swirl around you, like ribbons of ethereal silk.

The ice breaks as you lash your arm outwards, whipping it against the winds of doubt and waves of dread that have spewed forth from below the permafrost, clouds of tangerine and grey blow away upon the gale taking the emotions that spawned them upon their backs as they are banished away.

"But this I say now, the denizens of the deep are like those of an ocean; There are those whom hunt and those whom are hunted" You explain, as you open up the expansive halls of your mind, to allow the memories stored within like records in a vault, to spill out in the form of countless pages and living paintings. Flashes of the many men you've executed, and their victims flit upon the wind. Some solemn, some enraged.

But soon they pages weave and form together to form the backdrop for the scene of Nurgle's horrid demesne and the beautiful blossom he keeps caged surrounded by its filth.

The winds flowing from Magnus' heart shudder with disgust at the sight of the gardens of despair and joyful decay, viewing the painted visions of walking piles of rot infested with unearthly vermin, of spindly bodied and spider limbed abominations lancing boils to drink their contents, of the heaving mansion that spews living organs and crawling incarnations of filth into stagnant pools of black water covered in a moss of bile slicked with corpse grease.

"See now, An avatar of life itself, a being of hope, mercy and tender affection. A matron of the natural world, an incarnation of healing wounds, bountiful harvest and fertility. A spirit born of growth and love. A being named Isha, the radiance of her blossoming kindness nearly blinded me, as did the boundless foulness of her captor and his court of nihilistic toads and pestilence worshiping wretches" You explain, as the scene focuses upon Isha's cage of tarnished gold and creeping fungus.
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>>4870577

The worms in the frame sing and mock her plight, as reeds wrapped with entrails and filth dancer beneath the plague gales

Bells and gongs rang, as three eyed cranes rested upon the bars of her cell, hanging above a cauldron of boiling feces, pus and mewling poxes given life.

"See this flower of otherworldly beauty, entrapped by forces vile and wicked. I do not claim all spirits, all beings within the great sea are malevolent. Matron Isha is proof of that, her essence is one of boundless benevolence and by her nature she was entrapped" You say, as black ink scrawls to paint a depiction of nurgle and his gregarious grin. The vision of him that your mind accepted as truth so as to remain as sane "I do not say, all of the denizens of the spiritual realm of evil or dangerous. But, only predators will show themselves, not fearing you and wearing smiles and knowing tricks for it is their nature"

Crystal tears fall from the eyes of the painted Isha, clinging to her the ends of her pale golden hair. For a moment, your subconscious places Kanzeon eyes in place of her own, for a moment, the horns Isha holds bleed freshly, but as the pain shifts, the scene changes.

Isha is free from her cage, but bound in chains, dragged from what you image her family's home to have been like, a colossal tree whose roots became a forest, shadows cast by the corpses of her kin, as the tittering hordes of nurgle's progeny drag her from the glowing halls of her home.

The crystalline tears still cling to her pale cheeks, and in them, visions of plagues, suffering and the unburied dead flow outwards.

"Those more gentle and good" You say, pausing to explain to yourself why you have only met a single kindly spirit "They hide and will not show themselves for the predators feed upon them as sharks upon a shoal of fish. Look into my memories brother, see what I have seen and I am sure you will make more sense of it than I"

The fluttering scrolls and spiraling pages continue to show your memories, drawn in ink and paint yet seeming as real as the moment the scenes they depicted were witnessed by your eyes. Magnus remains silent, studying the visions of the the realm of stagnancy and nihilism made incarnate, the home of festering diseases and spirits alike. He quietly contemplates the revelation presented to him. So as he ponders the implications, you speak again.

"Isha is thus far, the only spirit I would name benign" You say, looking upon her beauty again as tears muddled with blood drip down your cheeks as you look upon her unfortunate fate without the agony of bearing witness to an existence as powerful as her own "And, she is proof that the dangers of the Empyrean are more prevalent than your experiences have led you to believe. For, if the wicked were outnumbered by the virtuous, would she have not been freed?"

Magnus considers your words.
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>>4870580

"Perhaps her captor is simply to powerful and influential to be opposed? Perhaps this is a cyclical relationship reflecting the spread of illnesses and the degeneration of well being and health? it may be natural and as plagues pass, she will once again be freed. But I cannot come to a conclusion with so little information. I cannot answer why she remains imprisoned, if her influence is as vast as you claim it to be" Magnus says, thinking out loud as he openly contemplates the memories you've revealed to him "I have not know the inhabitants of the immaterium to wage war upon another on a scale that would suggest the annihilation that this Isha speaks of concerning her own relations"

"I cannot answer any of those questions. But if there exists no spirit of valor, then I shall take the place of her savior, no matter how many years I must devout to such an endeavor. I have seen many spirits both malevolent and spiteful, but only one who is virtuous and gentlehearted" You reply,rolling your shoulders "Draw your own conclusion, but by my judgement, Isha's fate reflects upon the whole and paints a picture of a realm fraught with dangers and deceptions"

"It would certainly appear as such Lieren from your experiences. But I have not encountered any being of such power or malevolence, or any that cared more for the world of the living and conscious than they did their own plane of existence" Magnus answers whilst continuing to study the fluttering memories drawn from your mind "Certainly they'd be a threat to their own kind, and their influence can have unwelcome affects on the minds and bodies of those who make the mistake of dealing with the few that do take an interest in our existence, but it is statistically improbable that even if the population of immaterial entities is skewed towards the malignant variety, even if the benign spirits are shy and cautious, that only the malevolent would be drawn to our reality"

You consider his argument, folding your arms across your chest as you lift your head, and watch the blood red ice melt away to reveal a field of gold and red blossoms beneath. Alien scents fill your lungs as welling hope pulls the winter breeze upwards towards the expanse of the heavens

"Thus,as I stated prior, with proper training and understanding, men could be taught the signs of deceit and treachery and avoid the influence of those entities that seek to corrupt and afflict the material world and the minds of men" Magnus states confidently "Similar to a hunter understanding the habits of the quarry he hunts and knowing the signs of a passing predatory and markings of their territory"

"Forgive me,Magnus, brother of the wise and benevolent Lieren, the giant whose brought prosperity AND knowledge to my people, the hero who banished and slew tyrants born of men and devils to allow the common man to flourish away from their sinful ways. But this humble old monk,and scholar must rudely interject" Guozhi interrupts, humbly
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"Oh? A follower of yours? I'd offer to allow my own teacher to join this debate, but then I'd fear I'd be outnumbered three to one" Magnus laughs happily, a new curiosity burning within his words as he appraises Guozhi, who wilts beneath his attention "Tell me, ancient one, what is your name"

"I am named Guozhi in this life, I am Lieren's mentor and student in philosophy, and the road of cultivation of the mind, body and spirit. Like both of you, I am blessed to be a psyker and thus cursed as well. I to, have experienced the hellish attentions of spirits as Lieren, your brother, has" The old man answers, his voice wavering while his conviction remains unbroken "Your blithe approach towards their dwelling and their nature is sadly misled, these devils these demons, are not solely concerned with the affairs of their own realm as you have been lead to believe, but are in truth obsessed with that of the material existence"

"And do you have proof of this claim? Lieren has shown one entity that meddled with the affairs of realspace and mankind" Magnus questions curiously, showing his consideration by drawing back the vast energies of his aura to lower himself to speak at Guozhi's level

"Yes, the veil between worlds in Shangrala was mad thin by the machinations of these beings, these devils.My sect was born from survivors of the Unseen master's predations, and sought to defended against further threats. Like your brother warns, my brothers we laid low by deceit, trickery and promises of power" Guozhi continues on, his voice hoarse and pained "Lieren avenged them, but their souls were devoured by predators that had lied in wait for generations to reap their harvest. We were persecuted upon the others of another spirit! one who had managed to become incarnated in the material world after centuries of preparation"

Guozhi swallows hard and between struggled breaths continues his speech

"One which was bested by your brother after a harsh battle, as was the devil who fed upon the suffering of war who was sent from the wretched court of the demon lord Nà Gòu" He proclaims proudly "I witnessed the battle between Lieren and the Warden of Life, who sought, as did the beguiler of dynasties, to claim your brother's proud soul and allegiance to their own twisted ambitions"

Magnus remains silent for a moment, and sighs

"Can you corroborate with these accounts, brother?" Magnus asks simply, reflecting upon Guozhi's statements.

"He speaks of the messenger in flames, the beguiler of dynasties who wore the mask of the concubine named Huli Jing, and the champion of the patriarch of all things foul and wicked, the keeper of rust" You explain, nodding your head as you speak "Both spirits, who like the unseen master, focused their attentions upon the material world and sought to corrupt men and steal their wills. Huli Jing's favored victims were not witless and weak willed simpletons as you believe would be those solely threatened by her kind's manipulation"
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>>4870592

Dark clouds of dread gather a new, as the bells and gong's of despairs gardens ring in the distance, joined by the jovial laughter of the afflicted and damned.


"But rather, she preyed upon the valorous and noble. Men with the wills to stand against the world and fight for their beliefs. Founders of dynasties, heroic warlords and cunning scholars. Men who changed the world by their force of personality and charisma. And all of them have had their legacies blackened by her seductive touch. She had cultivated degeneracy, hedonism and cruelty, and like a leech, would attach herself to those who had subjugated her prior hosts" You spit, your hatred of the wretch dying the skies the dark hues of dried blood and charred flesh, as the flowers surrounding you wither and wilt into bone white sands flecked with shards of blackened bone

"Through her temptations and guile, she had turned the descendants of heroes into abominations more abhorrent than the majority of the unearthly evils I've faced" You snarl, as gallows shudder from the sands, bearing burning skeletons upon their nooses, which are in turn made of freshly forged chains of bronze "She hid beneath notice, where those certain of their willpower and learning would never look, as a thousand stolen, pretty face. She sired children with them, and led the king's beneath her thumb down paths so vile and dark I refuse to sully your vision with. Cannibalism, inhuman tortures, a gospel of rape and defilement, men left to be devoured alive in murky waters, turned into hunting dogs to devour their own kin, used as materials for cruel works of art, blind revelry and pointless excess fed by mad slaughter of the innocent! All performed by her influence and manipulations, her whispers brought far greater damage and suffering to the lands and their people than any war or famine"

A baleful sun rises, sucking the light from the wastes of the condemner's final rests, great wings darken the sands, cutting gales of wind whipping up storms of sand ignited by your wrath and disgust.

"A gospel of misrule and nihilism that afflicted my home for centuries!" You rage, before reigning your fury and chaining it once more, the desert washes away to a serene lake "And the Warden of life, is the creature that was tasked with claiming my soul for nurgle, who I battled. He could've won our duel, if he had orders to merely take my head. But he sought only my enslavement, and battled solely to lure me into a trap baited by my own kindness. His kind had fed on the despair of those fallen in my rebellion, and would've eventually clawed their ways into their graves and burst forth to make mischief and wrought devastation upon the living!"

Tempering yourself by utilizing breathing techniques, to both cool the rage smoldering in your blood and to empty your mind of distractions such as spite and vendettas, you calm yourself, and look to Magnus again, who is once again silent in his contemplation.
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>>4870599

"I do not tell you this to claim you are brother, I tell you this because It is the height of folly for wise men to ignore the panthers in the fog, thinking them all kittens" You say, holding an open hand towards the direction of his presence "But perhaps you have a gentler story, one yet shielded from the tragedies that befell Shangrala"


"I believe I now understand your position better, Lieren. It is commendable that you'd approach the realm and powers of a similar nature to that of your foes instead of merely turning your back towards them and condemning the pursuit of understanding and knowledge as pure folly" Magnus states, his voice somewhat shaken "Perhaps, Prospero was once similarly afflicted or would be if the veil between the immaterium and matterium was thinner. There is much for me to ponder and for us to discuss together, but now, allow me to regale you with a tale of the triumph of knowledge and its power, the tale of how I saved me people from predation. Though a different kind quite dissimilar than that which you have warded away. Let me tell you of my victory over Psychneuein, and how I unlocked my potential"

What shall you do after you have heard his tale, Lieren?
>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>"Ah, so your tale was intended to show the lighter side of the Empyrean and its forces, I assume?", and when the meeting is finished, speak with Kanzeon for awhile while you plot your next move
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
>Write in
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>>4870602
>Exhange techniques.
Like. . Duh.
>Arrange a signal to get the others attentions or organise a monthly/some regular time meeting to stay in touch with eachother.
>Speak with Ghozai and Kim in
>Finish the school.
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>>4870602
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
May as well talk shop while we're here, we're not always gonna get an opportunity like this either.
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>>4870136
And I almost forgot to thank you for being so understanding.
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>>4870617
Yeah, learning that our eye technique is a technique, or being able to teach our students this is a great chance.
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>>4870602
>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
This whole conversation makes me think that although Lieren is a psyker, he would be in favor of a Librarium should a Council of Nicea happen.
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>>4870625
Is it a technique though? Because it's something Lieren has been able to do instinctually since his "birth".
I have no doubt that a technique with similar properties exists, but I'm not sure I would classify the "Golden Eyes" as such.
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>>4870628
Librariums are objectively the greater use of resources and safety.

But the reasons people oppose them make appeasing them a worthwhile effort for big E
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>>4870631
It is a psychic power but an instinctive one.
Magnus mentions it as such, so it is a reliable sauce. I just worry we cant teach it, because how do you teach breathing?
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>>4870602

>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>"Ah, so your tale was intended to show the lighter side of the Empyrean and its forces, I assume?", and when the meeting is finished, speak with Kanzeon for awhile while you plot your next move
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
>>4870625
>>4870631
>>4870642
Not like we really need to turn it into a technique when we could just lend it to others.
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>>4870648
We dont "Need" it. But people being able to do it means it can be taught, which means it can be written down and conveyed to other people through books. Which means that when we die, the ability can still be used and learned.

And it is frankly too useful to let die with us.
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>>4870602
>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
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>>4870654
It’s also a horrific technique in the wrong hands.
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>>4870625
Oh his "See the truth of everything" Isn't a power that can be taught,. It's a feature that Lieren isn't supposed to have. One thing the first decision of the quest decided, which planet Malal pushed Lieren into, was among other things what Alteration Lieren would gain.

Like Sangunius' wings.

Voormis was a more noticeable and purely physicals change, horns and being xbox huge even for a primarch.

Carib 4, according to the notes I scrawled down, was similar in nature to Kondrad's but instead 2nd would be able to see the "Wind's of fate and chance" and basically manipulate luck...alongside slightly webbed fingers.

Bravan prime, would be the closest to my image of the "Canon" 2nd primarch, and have machine empathy/ technopath. Basically a wet dream for the cog boys.

>>4870631
Correct in both assumptions.

>>4870642
Pretty much hit the nail on the head their. It's more like a psionic sixth sense, its an instinctive power as Magnus said.

>>4870648
I will warn that being able to play host to true vision is something only a few people would be able to do, at least at 100% and could have...side affects if the host isn't right or if too much is given to them.

Remember the farseer who just happened to glance at Lieren when he broke his soul and had her eyes melted when it ignited and began feeding and growing upon itself?

If Lieren's soul and power is a great sea filled and filling a thousand vessels, his eyes are the deepest part of it.

Hell Lieren could, in theory, explode people connected to his "Golden sea's aura" if he poured enough of his Qi into them. it won't happen unless he wants it to, of course. Or if some jack ass sorcerer tries to steal his energy and realizes there's a reason his soul is on fucking fire.

Cause this is still warhammer, even if Lieren has been doing his damndest to beat the grimdark away with the prosperity stick since the quest began
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>>4870670
Oh. That's sad.

I wonder what his power looks like prior to being broken. Or if our vision persists if our eyes were removed.

And holy shit, making an enemy psyker fucking immolate from trying to steal prosperity soul is so damn poetically satisfying.

>>4870669
I suppose.
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>>4870670
So only our Marines could handle it.
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>>4870658
Also i will add this "Please be careful Magnus, I've lost a brother before and I don't want to lose a second one."
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>>4870679
Oh yeah, I will also support that write in.
Because I desire to make Magnus worry about the primarchs for a split second and to truly demonstrate our connection with mortal men.
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>>4870670
Oh fuck, we somehow made the 11th legion both the Carib 4 and Bravan Prime together in the other quest.
How odd.
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>>4870670
>Voormis would have made us look like an adolescent daemon prince
>we'd still probably be a loyalist anyways
Get fucked Chaos
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>>4870675
Remember, truesight came BEFORE Lieren made his soul a paradox by accident.

As for the second question, you might see what would happen, depending on how things go.

>>4870676
maybe

>>4870669
There is a reason why everyone who Lieren focuses on feels unease and eventually pain if they're under his gaze for too long.

And why the only people who can look at his eyes directly for more than a glimpse are the ones with HUGE forces of will and conviction, or those who have been exposed to his gaze often

>>4870684
>Oh god which one died? Was it four? twelve? Nineteen? Nine?
>Wait, there's more than two of us? I thought you were primarch 1
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>>4870691
what do you mean "his soul is a paradox"?
is that the fact we SOMEHOW regained our emotions?
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>>4870602
>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
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>>4870691
>>Oh god which one died? Was it four? twelve? Nineteen? Nine?
>>Wait, there's more than two of us? I thought you were primarch 1
kek
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>>4870696
I think Malal's referring to how Lieren's soul is perpetually burning yet never diminishing.
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>>4870696
I think it's the whole "I empower those who empower me" deal.
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>>4870700
Support the write in anon, we must make him panicked.
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>>4870703
>>4870704
>>4870696
It’s more precise to say it feeds upon itself to grow. Which is such bullshit it made Nurgle’s champion do a double take.
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>>4870718
>>4870704
>>4870703
GODDAMMIT ITS THE WHOLE"believe in the me who believes in you" FROM MOFO GURREN LAGAN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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>>4870718
>GRANDFATHER! THE MORTALS ARE IGNORING THE LAWS OF THE IMMATERIUM AGAIN!
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>>4870696
Oh Lieren having such depth of emotion and heights of passion and feeling, came because of how you chose to interact with the starving peasants of nothing at the start, and grew from there as you made choices that had him by choice deciding to help and emphasize with people. He has emotions, because he chose to force himself to be more "Human" and thus opened his heart. Notice how Kanzeon mentioned his thoughts, as poetic as they are, are ordered like a machine's code.

If, instead you chose to mercy kill the weak, he would most likely be far more emotionally cold and even more ruthlessly pragmatic instead of the kind hearted Giant's he's grown to become over the threads

And look back to thread six "For the short span of your life, you had often looked within yourself for answers, and turned inward to restrain and control both passion and cold logic to achieve a stable internal equilibrium of the two paradoxical sides of yourself. That which acted upon emotion, and that which acted upon near mechanical instinct. The Genial Giant who labored so others may prosper, the Emotionless Ogre who stared out at the world and found the most efficient path forward. Both sides of you were Lieren. Rage, Sorrow, Joy and all other emotions were as much a part of you as much as the void of feeling was. You were Lieren, the Golden Eyed Giant from the stars and sole scion of the primarch people upon Shangrala"

Its the choice you've made, that forged Lieren's personality and his world view.

The paradox is that his soul is constantly "Burning' and feeding on itself, without depleting or burning away. And remember how that happened, when he looked inwards to actually gaze upon his own soul.

His eyes were what "cracked' his soul and made it weird and gave him a "Fraction of enlightenment", the immolation of it is what gave him psychic powers beyond truesight

>>4870703
Yep!

>>4870704
Also correct. The cycle is without end and beginning

>>4870718
Exactly!
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>>4870602
>>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
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>>4870721
Did it take you this long to notice we are the anime primarch?
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>>4870747
all primarch are anime to some degree but to be GURREN LAGAN?
THAT IS A WHOLE OTHER THING
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>>4870755
We been fighting tyranny, seeing that which could not be seen and bringing hope through prosperity this entire time anon.
The power write-in just sealed the deal.
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>>4870725
So even lieren couldnt withstand his own gaze.
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>>4870602
>>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
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>>4870766
In a way, I suppose. Through meditation, Lieren looked inwards and met and knew himself and the truth of his nature.

Again, from thread 6

"From the stygian depths of the realm of your subconscious mind, you returned carrying a message penned by the very nature of your gentle soul. A lesson imparted by the disconnected consciousness of all mankind and all else that thought and felt. A teaching of life itself, spoken for the first time and perhaps the only time such wisdom shall be uttered by living lips. Knowledge both ancient yet newly made.

It was not wisdom inborn, nor knowledge gifted. It was a truth gleamed from comprehending the inner self, the shadow and light that existed within all beings. Your gaze had turned more deeply inwards than ever before and at last met its own reflection."

And as the Farseer said last thread "The eightfold path denounced, and turned inwards"

Which, in thread 6 again, if you remember the cut away to Eldrad, is a phrase he thought when he saw the after math of Lieren's setting his being on fire and the other farseer having her eyes boiled out of their sockets by looking at it with her mind as it happened

And that the same "Refinement"/"Ascension" of Lieren's being, gave that shit Kor Phaeron nightmares
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>>4870602
>>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>>"Ah, so your tale was intended to show the lighter side of the Empyrean and its forces, I assume?", and when the meeting is finished, speak with Kanzeon for awhile while you plot your next move
>>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
>>4870670
>when he broke his soul
Is that to say it's still broken? I think the choices for the awaken psychic powers vote were called fragments of enlightenment. Does each soul fragment have a corresponding piece of enlightening knowledge/psychic discipline? I also gotta say, I'm elated with how you took that shoddily-worded write-in of mine and took it's implications to their extreme. It's a joy to read.
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Seems Lieren is going down path of becoming a god/perpetual without realizing it.
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Question

Is it possible for Lieren to become so enlightened that he ascends to some sort daemon prince in the warp minus the chaos? Similar to a monk escaping the cycle of reincarnation through enlightenment?
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>>4870829
>>4870826
That level of power also requires more psyckic power than a single person canxprovide, even with his bulshit aura.
Probably would need a shitload of followers empowering him through belief.
But he would need to start some sort of widespread philosophy and be somehow be intrinsicaly linked to, and how possible would that be?
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>>4870833
Or he could just take the cultivator route and just start eating daemons.
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>>4870833
Almost as impossible as someone becoming a god while vehemently proclaiming Himself not to be a god.
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>>4870836
Hey, that's Small Chen's thing.
Do you think that someone of that size would just become a snack for daemons? Specially now that they are basically being santified?
The Daemons fear the Ox-Man, for he is hungry.
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>>4870839
He might've had more success, both on that front and in general, if he didn't deny his divinity by appearing as luminous golden giant and forcing an army of transhuman supersoldiers and their leader/his son to kneel before him as he reigned hellfire down upon the planet for making a city where he was worshipped as a just war-god. Abyssmal optics right there.
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I can imagine Lieren taking in warp energy and using it to add fuel to his soul flame. Deamons are basically warp energy, and fragments of their respective god. I wouldn't want that course because such consequences are unforeseen when it comes to the effects on lieren's soul.
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>>4870602
>>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
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>>4870602
>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
Honestly?

I feel like people forget it's Magnus we're talking about here. He's probably going to keep in mind that there are dangerous warp entities that normal psykers should take care of, but still end up falling to the good old "I'm too smart to fall for THAT kind of trick" path.

I guess we can at least say "I Told You" if he still fucks everything up.
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>>4870956

Basically, it'll just take some scourging of dangerous warp entities to help shift his warpview. Like find another greater unclean one or bloodthirster to smash together.
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>>4870602
>>"Ah, so your tale was intended to show the lighter side of the Empyrean and its forces, I assume?", and when the meeting is finished, speak with Kanzeon for awhile while you plot your next move
>Let Magnus know of our coming battle with not hindus, warn him of their god that has them collect skulls, tell him when we next meet, we shall be able to confirm whether or not a 4th demon lord exists.
>Tell him some quirks of their servants that follow these dark gods that we know so far. And wish him luck and safe travels till we meet again.
>With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect
>Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.
>Thank Magnus for his story, and leave each other's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students
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>>4870956
Mayne we can bring him along when we throw another stone to any of the other gods windows. Seeing any of them with his own eyes should hopefully show him how dangerous they are.
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>>4870670
would you consider running a 2nd primarch qst on those planets once this one is over?
>It'll never die, Leiren will live forever.
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It's better to not speak any names of the Four in warp, it's like screaming for attention directly into their ears!
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>>4871416
We don't know their names, we just know that one is a fat smelly toad and that another is a degenerate based on their servant
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>>4871423
Lieren's already openly said Nurgle a couple times. And Guozhi knows him as Na'gou.
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the feel i'm getting from this dialoge is "bro, you're smart as fuck, and i won't stop you from probing hte warp but please at least be a bit more carefull, i don't wanna loose you"
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>>4871730
I mean that's basically it.

Lieren is not someone who revels in ignorance or in turning away from uncomfortable truths, but he is most certainly not someone who is reckless to the point of flat out ignoring the danger of an enterprise and deriding anyone who notices as fools and novices.
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>>4871730
That's also pretty much what his mentor and the Emperor said, and he ignored the fuck outta them.
Maybe this time he'll actually listen since we're his peer and not an authority figure.
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>>4871964
While i agree that Magnus probably still going to be careless, the emperor was much more of a pedantic know-it-all when he "warned" him.
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>>4872028
If the Emperor decided to tell me about a specific danger, I might just fucking listen to him.
Granted, I'm not a bright red demigod, but still.
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>>4872042
You only say that because you "know" that he's right, in universe he's pretty much that asshole that tells you that something incredibly useful and versatile is a bad thing for everyone and that you should stop messing with it without ever elaborating on fucking WHY?

That is what magnus feels, we are telling him WHY and showing examples whilst still being respectful to his curiosity, we don't know everything and we admit that readily, the emperor doesn't know everything and getting him to admit that is harder than getting nurgle to take a fucking bath
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The warp is a memetic hazard because of how it functions.
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>>4872496
if the warp was a scp it would be an apollyon class
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>>4870780
If it's going to be this post, or some post after this one, I'm voting to give our brother a warp astral projecting hug. Nothing more manlier than showing affection to someone you care about.
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>>4871150
I think our best bet for seeing those world is chancing upon them during the Great Crusade. Killing Skaven is a great way to bond with our legion.
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>>4872810
Speaking of skaven do you know what the sad thing is? On the forum spacebattle/spacevelocity some mods think that skaven are representing Jews so advocating of killing them is a bannable offence. The same with orcs being blacks. Later the same mods even admitted in not knowing Warhammer yet still towted as being in the right. And any members not seeing that same pov gets banned.
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>>4873125
>race made to represent literally every worst thing that a human could be
>"clearly they must represent jews"
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>>4873133
you know this, I know this, majority of the members on those sites know this, but the mods fucking don't.
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>>4873136
No, i'm just saying it's interesting that upon seeing a race of schizophrenic backstabbing dirty psychopathic maniacs, they immediately think "jews"
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>>4873125
What the fuck are you smoking? No one sees that shit, are you high off of your own race theory or what?
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>>4873145
Seems you misunderstand him.
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>>4873160
no there is no one conflating skaven or orks for jews and black people. His statements are complete bullshit.

And if there were then they are idiots whose opinions need not be regarded as relevant because they are divorced from reality

these are races of ratmen and sentient fungi, anyone who sees anything relating to real life social issues when talking about these things is a fucking idiot
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>>4873177
...that's kinda what i'm getting at. the mods there ARE fucking idiots who, only God knows, conflating skaven and orcs to jews and blacks. that's my point. the mods there are fucking menially handicap that admit to never reading anything related to Warhammer both 40k and fantasia.
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>>4873177
That's the point dumbass, the mods who are supposedly woke are the one's who see these races of vile and despicable creatures who are meant to be hated and immediately conflate them to blacks and jews and get offended by their OWN FUCKING RACISM, no one made skaven or orcs to represent blacks and jews, but these racist woketards immediately upon seeing these vile creature's did and are therefore the true hypocritical racist niggas

You fat sack of beans
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>>4873177
Don't worry, reading is hard.
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>>4873266
In my experience everyone hates gypsies.
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>>4873288
That's their own fucking fault
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Well it seems the machine spirits might acting up.
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>>4873457
Captcha disconnecting randomly for you too?
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>>4873602
More that Malal is running late. The spirits usually are behind this.
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>>4873636
True, he usually is by after this long to say something. I hope the QM curse didn't get him.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait, things have been a little rough.

Mention how you gained access to your own psionic power, and of the techniques you've trained yourself. Ask if your brother would be interested in exchanging techniques as well.:12

Arrange a signal to get the others attentions or organise a monthly/some regular time meeting to stay in touch with eachother.:1

With Guozhi and Kuan Im, discuss the nature of Prospero society and how it differs from your own as the three of you continue training the junior members of the sect:10

Thank Magnus for his story, and leave eachother's company bound not only by blood but by the beginnings of friendship. Return to your school, finish its construction, and open it for students:10

"Ah, so your tale was intended to show the lighter side of the Empyrean and its forces, I assume?", and when the meeting is finished, speak with Kanzeon for awhile while you plot your next move:4

"Please be careful Magnus, I've lost a brother before and I don't want to lose a second one.":2

Let Magnus know of our coming battle, and let him know of tell tale "Quirks" of wicked spirits: 2

Give Magnus a warp hug: 1

Total votes:13

So Lieren will, after hearing Magnus' story, explain how he unlocked his own potential and offer to exchange techniques, Bid him farewell as both brother and friend, and continue work on his school before discussing the differences between Shangrala and Prospero's society while training the cultivators in the psyker arts.

Writing now, sorry for the wait.
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>>4873720
HUG THE RED BOY!
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>>4873728
NO!

PSYCHIC HUGS ARE FOR FAGS, WE WILL HUG HIM IN THE PHYSICAL WORLD LIKE A MAN!
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>>4873836
How about a simultaneous pyshical and psychic hug when we meet him?
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>>4873859
this man get it
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>>4873864
Never tought I would Senna in 4chan of all places.
RIP
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UPDATE INCOMING. Sorry I've been a bit slow lately but IRL tragedies and Machine spirit troubles can't be avoided.
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Closing your eyes to better appreciate your brother's words, you listen in silence to the tale of his triumph and glory. It would seem that his world, this Prospero he speaks of, was simultaneously both blessed and wretched in ways that Shangrala was not. Most strangely it was not covered by a shroud of constant fog that blanketed the lands which is quite the surprise in itself, but more telling is the lack of misrule and tyrannical rulers crushing the common folk beneath their heels. As Magnus tells it, he arrived upon his adopted world in a center of great learning that was divided between sect loyalties and areas of study and was quickly accepted into the fold of these scholarly societies.

And unlike your own tale, there was little in the way of internal strife or unacceptable states of poverty and scarcity or troublesome restrictions that oppressed the people of prospero and filled their lives with hardship. Thus, unlike yourself, who was urged to spend his time improving the quality of life and rendering the land safe and bountiful, Magnus was instead able to focus entirely upon his studies as the gravest danger posed to his adoptive civilization had long since been nullified by wide spread discipline and self control. Though his world was one of ruins and empty countryside, it yet flourished in the shadows of the predators.

When he tells that at a mere one year of age, when you had busied yourself with road building and spreading proper hygiene, medicine and more efficient means of crop rotation and farming, he had wandered in the dangerous wilds on a lonely pilgrimage to find answers in the territory of the Psychneuein hordes. Having left the tutelage of his tutor, the Amon he mentioned prior, who he had surpassed within the first year of his life, he sought the means to unlock his full potential. But, by his own words, he had already mastered the "Meager" disciplines of the last city of Prospero long before he began his journey, which truly speaks of the sheer height of his psyker abilities and of the vastness of his intellect.

Much like yourself, he sought to test his limits, but with much less caution than your method. Though few would call facing an army alone with no weapons as a sign of prudence, compared to Magnus' bold pursuit for power and the measure of his limits if they indeed exist, would be as reckless as a maiden brushing her hair and wearing it in an untraditional styling.

For forty days, Magnus traveled the wilds haunted by the shadow of Psychneuenins and found the means to harness the power that was inherent to his being and wield at its complete power. He had wrote treaties and journals concerning the utilization of such advance psykerist techniques, when he was approached by his master Amon, the second most powerful psyker upon Prospero. Your brother had taken residence in the ruin's of his people's past, and thought to have found an fragment of enlightenment! an hint towards the truth of the Universe!
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>>4873992

Amon, however, saw only beauty within the designs and patterns upon the stone work, and was so moved by their sight he began to write poetry inspired by the glory of those forgotten by time. It would seem that your similarities with this Amon do not end at your shared sense of caution. Both thus now had results to show for the dangerous trek into the wilds, treasures in equal measure. Magnus bore the knowledge he had gleamed from himself and the designs of the ancients, much as you divined the arcane protection inherent in the geometrical runes and sigils that were woven in the mechanical eggs that birthed both of you, and thus created the Null Denouncement Charm with Kanzeon's aid.

Showing his findings, Magnus inspired and awed the masters of the city of Tizca with the knowledge he had gleamed from the ruins of his study, and begged to accompany him to the statue so they themselves may look upon the stones that held the mysteries of both the past and universe.

This would nearly prove to be a grievous mistake, and deadly folly. As the Psychneuenin hunted by tracking emotion, rather than sound or scent, and so overcome were the scholars upon being exposed to the shards of the statue, the geometric glyphs and runes, and the indescribable incandescence of the stone's colors that their discipline waned and their once bridled mind's became open. Their mental walls broken down in their eagerness to learn and understand the sights before their eyes.

And so the mouser descended upon the blithe fieldmice, and the skies were blackened by their arrival. What would have been the doom of the scholars and thus their people, was instead turned into a great victory and the beginning of Magnus' reclamation of his world for mankind. fifty men died in a breath, as the males of the species fell upon the unprepared, tearing them to bloody ribbons.

Then came the fecund females engorged with eggs, and in a matter too horrific to imagine impregnated the unguarded minds of all but the most trained psykers by pushing their eggs through their lowered mental barriers. All that remained of the people's defender, was Magnus, Amon, and the eight masters who sought to learn beneath your brother's guidance.

Magnus understood, this catastrophe would be the only way for a man who held as much power as himself to be truly tested. The only way to measure his capability and potential, was to face against the all devouring horde that now descended upon his people.

And guard them he did, spewing torrential geysers of flames to fill the skies and blister his foes with their unnatural heat, he smote legions of the beasts with every gesture he made. The sky was torn asunder by his power, and as the golden sea fills a thousand vessels, so to did his acolytes unlock their own hidden potential by the mere exposure to Magnus' own.
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>>4873998

What a glorious battle it must've been. Ten against thousands, surrounded by walls of flame woven from their souls, plucking the mind defiling beasts from the heavens with but a thought to dash them upon the rocks below. By a whispered command, the ichor of Psychneuenin boiled beneath their still living flesh and chitin.

Amon however, was blessed with an unmatched foresight. Visions of dangers to come burned into his mind's eye, and it was he who lead the valiant scholars in the final push to claim victory as Magnus shook the very foundations of Tizca with his unleashed might, saving his fellows from dangers yet to come and threats unseen

By this guidance, the final strike was made. The beast's minds were made blind to human presence, and thus Prospero was made freed!

if only your own struggle was ended with such ease.

And that, your brother tells you, is how he unified the city of Tzica and began to rebuild the lost culture of Prospero. And was named their leader.

"You do not wish to take the mantle for yourself" Magnus whispered, feeling the weight of your concern and dread as his story finishes "You do not think it is right for a man of your boundless insight, wisdom and might to rule, despite knowing it would be for the best"

"Men must make their own fates. And we are a different breed. I am human, but my goals are more easily accomplished without needless praise and responsibilities. I am a warrior by necessity, a leader by desperation, but by nature I am an administrator and cultivator of prosperity. There are those who would bear the mantle of royalty with far more dignity and grace than myself" You answer simply, as Magnus ponders your decision "And thus are far more deserving of the position, Why perfection should always be strived towards it can never be reached, and if I were to rule I would become naught by an unreachable pinnacle for future rules to claw towards. I'd do far more good for the world free of such burdens, so I may wander and spread the fruits of my wisdom to every corner of Shangrala"

"I am not sure if such a desire is Selfish or Selfless, but I am certain it is commendable. Your humility is ironically praise worth, brother. Power holds now sway over your mind, wealth and glory to are meaningless to you. All you desire, is the betterment of your fellow man. In that way, we are closer than any other, though our methods differ greatly" Magnus answers quietly "I am sure our father would be proud of your decision, for he holds a similar idealism to that of yourself"

"Perhaps, I have only met him in distant dreams. But I must thank you for your story, Magnus. I have always enjoyed heroic tales and valiant stands to defend the innocent. It shows the quality of your character and explains the beliefs you hold so strongly to" You say blithely sudden intrusive thought drives itself to the front of your mind
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>>4874001

"However, perhaps there is something more we can learn from each other, before we part ways"

"Yes, I was about to suggest it myself but did not know if it would be considered ill mannered to do so. We are both scholars, and psykers alike. Surely we must have much to teach the other. Power to share, techniques to exchange, improvements upon the traditional methods of harnessing and unleashing psionic potential to discuss!" Magnus raves excitedly, sounding more his actual age at the prospect of nurturing his knowledge with a brother and peer, to aid and better each other by the mutual training and research "I am certain your students would greatly benefit from the exchange as well, considering the atrophied nature of psionic study within your culture as it is viewed as "Foul sorcery""

"Without guidance a youth will become a fiend" You answer, wagging a finger "But with your permission given, we must begin with haste! There is so much we can learn from each other, so much we can teach and share with others"

"Perhaps when we meet in the flesh, you can delve into my private collection of grimoire, Lieren" Magnus cheerfully suggests "Now, tell me, what disciplines do your students already know?"

"Disciplines? I've only began teaching them three techniques I myself know. Are these powers truly so codified?" You ask meekly "I apologize for my flagrant ignorance, brother Magnus"

Magnus' pained groans of shudder the very fabric of the empyrean's reality.

"This...is going to take a little longer than I expected" He answer somewhat sheepishly
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Spring has come, and you stand upon the highest tower of your first school watching the frosts melt beneath free throwing streams of thought. The tell tale mark of a cultivator's wind whispering as they study in the peaks of the mountain standing before you school. Your students, lead by Avinash and Ananya, perform their morning exercises, punching and kicking the air to stretch their limbs and work their muscles. The first classes shall start soon.

The air is abuzz with psionic power, as the members of the Wanderers in the fog sect train their bodies and mind and gossip and exchange revelations and discoveries concerning their Dao. You tap your hands upon the marble of the window you stand before, admiring the morning fog and rising sun.

With a raise of your finger, you call your personal radio to your hand, pulling it across the air to hear Kanzeon's routine maintenance on her body and inspection of the industry churning within her bowels. A quick flick of the dial, and you hear a broadcast calling for workers to come to the Xue marshes, another flick and there's broadcast for destitute warriors to come to the martial accademy you've begun to establish in Kang Lands and declaring Yongrui the "Steel Lion", another flick and you catch Luli reading passages of the Journey for the illiterate among its followers.
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>>4874006

Another flick and you listen in on one of the first conductors of a train excitedly tell the world of the sights before his eyes.

Another flick, and its propaganda, spread by Qian Xia, telling of Jinhai's absolute victory against the "Separatist" elements in the Luo and Huang regions. Another ploy of yours, that Xiaowen helped enact. Yes, it seems, at last, the fledgling kindgom has achieved serenity.

Banditry is non existent, as the roads are patrolled and well defend, and a standing army now occupies the numerous forts and way stations upon the white snake's back. Electricity has spread to all but the most remote villages, and infant mortality rates have plummeted even further.

And by the ledger you keep, the excess stores of food should be able to feed every citizen for ten years should a great famine befall the land once more. Unlikely, considering the advances in farming, but one must always be prepared for the worst.

The peace you had labored for, for the nine years of your life has been at last, at least partially, achieved. The only dangers that remain, are those without. The remnants Yan and Northern Yin families have kowtowed before the council of royal administrators, and been allowed to return lesser positions within society, after bearing the collective shame of their kinsfolks and swearing oaths of loyalty and speaking proclamations damming their corrupted kinsmen.

The Kang, to, have returned to the fold, to repay the debt owed by Yongrui and what remains of his family. The relief organization, now named the White Lotus, has began building hospitals and proper care facilities beyond the Cao families Manner. Nothing flourishes, everything flourishes.

The horizon is not marred by the smog of industry nor the shadow of tyranny past. You feel....content, and proud. So much accomplished, with as little death as possible. what an ascendant joy it is, to reflect upon your deeds.

Soon, the king will be named and by your calculations it will not be yourself. Jinhai is a far better candidate, for his attentions would not be as greatly divided as your own. Your friends and brother by oath's dynasty, shall usher in the morning to follow the new dawn.

And what a glorious day it shall be.

Sighing, you hear the wind whispers of Guozhi and Kuan im, asking for your company somewhere at the peak of the mountain. Recalling a technique magnus gave to you named "Levitation", which is an off shoot of the "telekinesis" discipline he has taught you, you pull yourself through the window, and realize just how insipid the names sound.

As you plummet through the clouds and towards the earth, you ponder names more befitting the grace of the techniques and quickly discern two more aesthetically pleasing titles.
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Kek, I'm just picturing Nikaea being the clusterfuck that it is, with half of the Primarchs on one side going all "DEATH TO ALL WITCHES", the otger half screaming "FREEDOM FOR PSYKERS", and [Pic Related] Lieren in the middle just done with their shit and trying to propose a middle ground thet satisfies both parties without damaging either.

>Leman/Morti/Lion/Angron: Fucking psykers and their fucking powers, KILL THEM ALL BEFORE THEY GET CORRUPTED!!!
>Magnus/Sanguinius/Corvus/Dorn?: Psykers need help and they will only recieve help if they are let free.
>Lieren: What if, and listen carefully brothers to my daring and innovative plan, we do NOT let the reality-warping nukes walk around with no rules or safety meassures, BUT also stop FUCKING POKING THEM with a pitchfork and a torch. I know, crazy plan right?
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>>4874012

"Cloud walking" for levitation and "Spirit's touch" for telekinesis, so the proper Shangrala name for levitation would become "Spirit's touch: Cloud walking", though doubtlessly it will be further refined, perhaps into "Spirit's touch: Eight graces Cloud walking" Or maybe "Spirit's touch: Heavenly cloud walking"

Pleased with this improvement, you command your body to stall upon the wind, and reaching out with your spirit and mind, begin to walk upon platforms hidden within the clouds as you lift yourself through the air through sheer force of will.

Though future generations may abandon the moniker, and refer to it as an even more overtly grandiose title. Such as heavenly spirit's path, or Star seeking journey. Who can say, the future is unknown to even seers such as Amon and Kuan Im.

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean!" You radio screams to the heavens as you realize you've tuned into a conspiracy theorists personal station, sounds like one of the assistants who helped build your road, a man from the eastern region of the Gao Province, intrigued, you listen closely as you float through the clouds with a deft grace.

"Benevolent and Graced Lieren has always claimed to be a man, and denounced any who claimed him to be divine! However, no one has even thought on the possibility that HE IS IN FACT A RECORD OF THE SCIENCE THAT HAS INCARNATED IN A HUMAN FORM! No no, think about it logically, what mortal man could possess such boundless wisdom and broad learning without divine guidance or official education! He emerged from the wilds! I'm sure in the years to come we'll learn Nothing was in fact a remnant of a prior civilization that concerned itself more with knowledge and teaching than it did wealth!"

You begin to laugh at the man's obviously intoxicant induced ravings as you reach the highest peak of the mountain and touch down to find.

Kuan Im and Guozhi, calmly having tea together alongside three of the most talented among the inner disciples of the sects membership. And two of the Outer disciples who had shown both great progress and potential. Judging from the scent in the air, they're sharing a rather expensive type of fermented tea. Puerh. In fact, you know its scent well. It's leaf that is two decades old, and one of the last pressed by a member of the Wardens of mysteries sect who spent three life teams cultivating tea instead of his psionic potential.

"Ah, Sect master Lieren!" One of the students cheers, who you know to be named Cai, an occultist who sacrificed oxen and cliffjumpers in a misguided effort to curse his oppressors, now one of the foremost disciples of the wanderers in the fog sect.

Cupping your hands before he can do so himself, you bow to greet him as the other sect members raise their still steaming cups of tea into the air.
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>>4874020

One of them, one of the youngest, the little girl who Guozhi found in a ruin of a village instead raises a glutinous rice cake into the air before returning to suck the fruit paste from her snack. She is Meixiu, who has somehow made close friends with several of the Tiger cubs, including Sandip and Ananya

And despite being only two years your junior, she is already surpassed the majority of the sect. Among the outer disciples, only Xiaowen is her better. If she was left alone, she'd doubtlessly become a witch of myth to terrorize the countryside. Children should not have the power to break men's arms with a twist of their own wrist

"How auspicious for you to join our meeting unannounced!' Cai declares, bowing further to show his subservience towards you "We were discussing the mystical land of Prosperity"

"Prospero" You correct, making the bald man's bare scalp flush as red as his cheeks

"You spend too much time yelling to listen" Guozhi scolds as you walk and sit between him and Kuan im. The blind woman sensing you with what you now understand to be an instinctive form prescience that arose when she had been blinded in a ritual to beseech her namesake for aid "But we are most blessed by your company, grandfather Lieren, please, take your pick of cup and join our discussion"

"As Cai the fool tried to tell you, we were debating the nature of your wayward brother's home amongst the stars, and the inherent the value of his people's culture and traditions compared to our own. Namely if a society whose foundation is learning and wisdom is inherently greater than one built upon material concerns" Kuan im excitedly proclaims, spilling thankfully lukewarm tea upon your legs as she swings her cup around blindly

Guozhi puts a hand upon her arm, as Meixiu quietly busies herself in devouring the assortment of candies set before her to keep her occupied, while Cai endures the heckling of his peers, the twins Bohai and Peizhi, who very much resemble Liang and Jiang from a generation prior, matching your two brothers in both beauty and familial affection. Meixiu's peer Zixin , a young soldier scouted from your arm and a recent addition to the sect, taken from the Shen province of the Gao region, watches the proceedings with a warrior's wariness

"Well, each culture values different ideals, and holds different virtues than other. In one land, one may be seen as virtuous, in another he may seem sinful. Before the Journey spread, many valued sinful ways and thoughts, the gospel of nihilism, the pursuit of extravagance and personal glory. Now such men are" You begin before Zixin suddenly interrupts

"Dead and rotten" The man says with a grin that reminds you of Red faced Wei or Bai or his close friend and fellow guardsmen, Xin "You were very thorough in removing the bug eaten branches of our nation's trees, Li...Master Lieren"

Zixin raises his cup as Cai and the twin priests look at him as if he just made a most bawdy and obscene joke

You nod
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>>4874021

"I was going to say condemned as villains and monsters, but that is also correct my disciple" You laugh, before turning to Kuan im "and Prospero is a society built by scholars, so they'd see the pursuit and cultivation of knowledge to be paramount to living virtuously. While to those who follow the Journey, Generosity, kindness, efficiency and understand would take precedence in being worthy of praise" You explain as the blind seer nods "and no society is inherently superior to another, that is bias. All men are free to follow our own path, as we cultivate ourselves spiritually and physically some instead choose to cultivate their artistic talents or mastery of a single trade. My Brother's people, are much alike our sect, but as if it spread to encompass all people of the world"

"A most wise insight, a most wise insight indeed. Though I had brought up the organization of their society into sects as well, and pondered if grouping together is natural for us cultivators and is how to prevent forbidden methods and arts from taking root among our kindred" Guozhi states, clapping his hands together and shaking them thrice in the air

"Perhaps, perhaps, after all I have met know cabal of sorcerers in my travels yet! Only wayward villains and practitioners of demonic arts" You say, pressing your knuckles to your chin in thought "What do you think, Kuan im? Cai?"
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The sun has begun to set, Meixiu has fallen asleep, and still the discussion of your brother's home and people rages between the six remaining members of the sect and yourself. It has been determined, that wayward Cultivators are dangerous both to themselves and the world arround them, and easy prey for wicked and spiteful spirits. What hasn't been determined, however, is if such renegades caused the fall of prospero's old society.

But that is a conversation for another day

"And forgive me my juniors, but I must take my leave" You say, as Cai collaspes after a particularly fiery proclamation denouncing the practice of blood sacrifice and arts that require the defilement of the dead

The twin priests raise their cups, half asleep, Guozhi nods and cups his hands.

"May the heavens bless your journey, whereever it may take you" Kuan im coos as she to cups her fists and bows as you take a flying leap from the mountain top.

Cloud walking may become an addiction. It is incredibly entertaining to soar through the heavens with such ease and freedom.
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>>4874022

When you're down wandering the heavens, what will you do Lieren?
>Devout yourself entirely to your students and the spread of education across the lands
>Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
>Write in

>>4874017
That's scarily accurate to how I imagined it'd go down, actually
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>>4874023
>Travel the kingdom
>Return to the Capital

We can do one in service of the other. We are swift enough, and spotting flaws now means that we are able to plan around them and fix them before they become terrible nuisances.

Also we need to reign in our psychic use. It will alienate the Vishnu.
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>>4874023
>>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
Don't worry about the wait, man. Real life always comes first and you've got a pretty full plate.
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>>4874023
>>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
These two are the most important
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>>4874023
>Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
Time to invent planes for crop-dusting and inadvertently shoot warfare forward another century.
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
As a generalist Lieren wouldnt be significantly handicapped. He'd still have his martial arts to fall back on, and would probably suggest his Librarians do likewise. If anything the "Warding" or protection tradition of psykerism should be maintained, in addition to whatever navigators have if they can be taught.
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>>4874017
Reminder that Russ’s entire position was putting an end to Magnus’s sorcery not shutting down psykers altogethe, however his argument against sorcery got highjacked by Mortarion who wanted all psykers gone (including Russ’s Rune Priests).
>>4874062
>using planes on a planet covered with dense fog
>>4874023
>>Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front
>>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
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>>4874039
Speaking of alienating, we should check to see if there's any psykers among them, in addition to explaining how psykers work in a way they will understand
>tl;dr psykers can be good or bad like you or me
>demons take advantage of psykers so that's why we cant have nice things
>psykers can be taught to beat the shit out of demons
>treat them normally (with some exceptions) and they wont turn evil
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>>4874064
Daemons fear the fog panther style, and hate the carp's dance.
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>>4874071
You mean drawing distinctions between them like enemy and foe, being cultivators and sorcerers?
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>>4874078
Kek. Our Gandoffs got some sick ass gains. Fucking lifting Bloodthirsters like dumbbells.

>>4874089
Something like that.
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
We can take a train when it's time to be there.
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>>4874078
On the topic of styles, I think we should create a more generalized style for the masses.
While the Fog Panther and Carp styles are very much effective, they're also somewhat specialized and may be somewhat harder for laymen to use effectively without significant practice.
I suggested this in an earlier thread, but I think creating a more orthodox style based around self defense and conventional striking and grappling techniques.
While not intended to be lethal, it could still certainly prove to be if taken to it's highest level.
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>>4874130
Name it Monkey style to fuck with the Eldar and it's a deal.
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>>4874130
So like karate, judo, thai Quan do, and mma?
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>>4874134
Funny as that may be, I do take umbrage with it.
I think we're starting to rely just a little too heavily on animals for inspiration for our styles.
We're Homo-Sapiens goddamnit, let's run with that first and for most.
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>>4874136
Closer to MMA in all honesty, but with more of an emphasis of practical usage in a variety of scenarios.
Something simple to pick up for the masses that doesn't require much in the way of specialized equipment to train.
Something that doesn't require traveling to an academy for months, if not years, at a time to become proficient in.
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>>4874138
But anon, what are humans?
You know that the monkey is the correct way, do not deny it.
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
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>>4874147
Humans are not monkeys, even if we share most of the same DNA.
The seemingly minute physiological differences alone between Humans and monkies contribute to a world of difference in how we do things.
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>>4874078
Is there a psyker tradition that combined martial arts and space magic? It's called biomancy or something right?
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>>4874177
Biomancy is manipulation of your biology. It can make a human quite terrifying, but it isn't especially space kung fu cultivation.
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All of this talk about psychic powers and martial arts made me wonder something.
So here's a question. out of all of the Psykerist techniques Lieren has demonstrated, which is your favorite? I'm not asking about the martial styles, because there is only two.
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>>4874177
Though it certainly would complement space kung fu cultivation. Size/mass control, life force manipulation that can let you shoot lightning out of your hands, hardening flesh to resist damage, super speed, regeneration, etc.
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>>4874206
"Mien of the companion loyal and true" is my personal favorite since it fits Lieren to a T, plus it gives us a whole variety of abilities on top of cool visual effects.
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>>4874023
>When you're down wandering the heavens, what will you do Lieren?

>Devout yourself to your students and the spread of education across the lands.
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front.

We spend some time around our students, learning about how people of different ages (and people in general) learn best, more easily and more efficiently. Once we have enough empirical data, we travel to nothing and dedicate ourselves fully to making the best educational system and methods we can, including as much new knowledge as we can without overloading the curriculum (remember that young children have no problems in regards of cultural shock or difficulty learning new things, science fiction lvls of knowledge won't be a worldshaking revelation for them, they will be common knowledge). This way we accelerate Shangrala's development into an advanced world and ensure that more and more people will be able to invent solutions the more mundane problems while we tackle the ones that require superhuman minds. After we finish the educational system and it's contents, we spend some time with our family and friends as a small but meaninful vacation (Lieren's first vacation), then travel through the lands spreading education and studying what needs improvements, what can be improved, etc. This should give us ideas for some useful tech, if not for this turn, then for the next. If we indeed, after giving our all to this tasls, have time for the clean industrialization project, then so be it. If not then in the next turn.
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>>4874023
>Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
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>>4874206
None.
My small brain prefers to just hit things really hard.
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>>4874206
all of them
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>>4874211
This shit is absolutely broken and fitting, it is also our Primarch ability. I also like the inifinity cultivation paradox, but I feel like it's a little more of a long term focused, less visible ability. Our bullshit soulkilling golden fire is also cool and as soon as we mix it with piromancy and that daemon banishing/slaying discipline, we are going to blender through most warp-related enemies.
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>>4874258
I think Lieren should grant people a very, very, very small rain drop of his fire so it'll cultivate in them and hopefully protect then from the horrors of the warp.
Although that might have some unforeseen effects, so a counter solution would be to put some or his energy into his horse.
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Devout yourself entirely to your students and the spread of education across the lands

I want the kids to meet their granddad goddamnit!
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>>4874266
>Turning our giga horse into an undying warp-stallion so we're never alone in the spirit realm
nice
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>>4874310
He shall forever be known as Cui Fu's steed, until the history books mistakenly name him Cui Fu himself.
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>>4874310
>>4874316
We came up with some names a few threads ago. Anyone wanna go looking for them?
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>>4874310
He is known to the world as that giant man eating horse that Lieren rides.
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>>4874316
>Rememberancer: And Lieren defeated the warlord Cui Fu in single combat, and then killed him, and then rode him to battle for a century! Then he proceeded to hang over 1/3 of the Yan nobles and...
> Emps: Say no more [Telefrags into Lieren while he is discussing philosophy in Prospero]
> Emps: DO NOT WORRY, THE CHAOS CULTIST HAS BEEN TAKEN CARE OF.
> Magnus: THE FUCK FATHER!?!
> Tzeench: [Takes off his Rememberancer costume] Just as planned.
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>>4874336
He is known to some as "that fucking colossal red horse that comes every day to the psyker sect and seethes at the cultivators" or just "that fuck horse that kicked me through a building because I tried to give him a carrot"
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>>4874383
>"that fuck horse that kicked me through a building because I tried to give him a carrot"
Well that's on them. Everybody knows our horse like apples and red meat.
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>>4874310
I could've sworn someone mentioned what Cui Fu called him to us recently. Either that or I'm going insane.
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>>4874211
The one that let's us call upon the strength of our brothers in times of need

I want to create a technique or some kind of charm that let's normies tap into this techniques power as well so that they too may have the strength of a primarch or the tactical genius of the carp/thunder horse

But just to keep it fair it should be treated as a last resort that only the strongest can use since it either severely damages you or outright kills you when activated

No one man should have all that power
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>>4874414
I'd like to create a more mundane psyker power that literally anyone could use, psyker or not, because almost all humans have some spec of psyker potency. Just not as much as space elves. Something like a mantra or spell to protect against evil or invigorate people with courage.
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>>4874424
It's called music anon,beautiful fucking music

https://youtu.be/YNsqeB5ClAQ?t=44

We shall harness music's power for mankind!
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>>4874463
i miss this game
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>>4874414
Sorry, but that is too broken and would be practically impossible without the user expoding after a few seconds unless you are a Primarch or a trutly exceptional Space Marine veteran.
>>4874424
That would be dangerous. The reason why daemons do not pop out of regular people is that they are not awakened psykers. Even a Rho can be a gate for a nurgling, and then you have plagues everywhere.
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>>4874023
>Write in
Spend the Winter of our Fathers life with him and our friends,being our students on a field trip so they don't feel left out but also so people can bind while we spend time with our own dad. Naturally doing what we do in the meantime

When the time comes we return to the capital dropping off the students along the way. So we can be there when the tally is done.
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I've been thinking something lately: Emps wanted a webway for humanity, so they could hide some of the best among the best there (in the entire Galaxy, there's enough top tier humans to fill a hundred worlds or more). Then those apex guys get the full Custodes treatment, with psyker training that makes them stronger and immune or absurdly resistant to Chaos and an overall Primarch lvl education and tech. The rest of humanity was probably going to get fucked and sent as cannon fodder, producing more hero units for the human webway while they slowly die out (10k years minimum) stalling the orks, tyranids, chaos, etc. Then after some time, Emps comes out to a galaxy purged of the Chaos gods by the war between the necrons (and their anty psyker tech), tyranids (and their monstrous warp hivemind), the fuckhuge enslaver plague that would eat part of those orks, tyranids and daemons, etc (basically wjat the Eldar did during the War In Heaven). It all makes sense and is Grimdark as fuck.
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied

>Write in
During our travel create a new martial art of self defense and escape, to be taught to the masses for avoid that they can be hunted upon by criminals and beasts (Whenever soldiers aren t nearby). The style will be called the, Monkey Style, because it will mimic in part such animal agile movements (beside the ones of it s tails).

>Write In
With the new king chosen, it is time for create alongside him a more proper law system as well perhaps have some changes to the government it self. Or perhaps, we could remain with the model of government of the Yan kings ?
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>>4874017
Kek
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Loren will be the Emperor's Judge as Russ was his executioner. Just walking down lines of people to sniff out chaos just stopping from time to time and pointing to the tainted.

NGL I hope these lil skips continue so we see the world develop but also get into the 40k. It's such a fine balance to keep.

God's I hope we have a fun first contact
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>>4874771
Lieren would be a better judge than most of his brothers. Piercing eyes, not an asshole, likes kids. Yep, judge material.
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>>4874463
This is what got me into metal, poor Lita, she deserved more.
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>>4874023
>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
>Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied
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>>4874023
>>Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front
>>4874206
I don't know what it's called but that one where we boost moral to those around us and that in turn boosts ours into a never ending cycle of 'never give up'
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>>4874023
>>Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.
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>>4874463
based and metalpilled, the killmaster would be proud of your idea, anon
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I hope the Qm propeller didn't get our Qm, I'm starting to worry.
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>>4875814
Malal posted yesterday.
Give one to two more before worrying.
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>>4875814
He's got a lot of real life things to deal with, anon. His grandmother passed away and his father is recovering from surgery, iirc. I'm surprised we've gotten the amount of updates we have. If I were in his shoes, I'd take a week to myself.
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Did you guys know that big mommy archeotech spaceship milf milk is high in calories?
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>>4875974
Did you know Primarchs are disproportionately likely to give a woman triplets per volume? Seems like a good match.
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Calling the vote now.

Travel through the kingdom, checking on the progress of each region to see if there's any work left to be done on that front:6

Return to the capital, with the efficiency of bureaucracy and census taking generated by the giant's road, the burgeoning network of railroads and radios, the votes for the king should arrive within the season. and it'd be unbecoming not to be present when they are tallied:14

Return to your father and friends, and make up for lost time while tinkering to produce new technology to aid in the "clean" industrial revolution spreading from the Xue Marshes.:16

Begin making plans on transporting material to Kanzeon to give her an Avatar & Discuss plans with Kanzeon on how best to free her from under the corrupted mountain in the future.:1

Devout yourself to your students and the spread of education across the lands.: 3

During our travel create a new martial art of self defense and escape, to be taught to the masses for avoid that they can be hunted upon by criminals and beasts:1

With the new king chosen, it is time for create alongside him a more proper law system as well perhaps have some changes to the government it self:1

total tally:18

So once the Chen Dao Academy is opened and its students begin their education, Lieren will return to Nothing to make up for lost time with his father and friends and spend the beginning of his ninth spring tinkering and inventing in the company of his oldest friends and kinsmen.

Then, he shall return to the capital before the seasons end so as not to appear rude and uncaring for when the vote's tally is read and Jinhai his hopefully crowned in his stead.

Writing now

>>4875888
It helps that writing, tea and monster hunter are the easiest ways to distract/ cheer myself up in these volatile times

>>4874266
>>4874288
And thus, Lieren earned the ire of the one and only DOOOOMRIDER

>>4874336
>>4874383
>>4874387
kek

>>4874771
I've been planning first contact since day 1. Numerous first contacts beyond BIG E.

>>4874463
A brutal legend quest would be fun.
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So since we’re friends with Magnus could we borrow his knowledge of warp stuff to study the warpstone?
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>>4874771
>Loren
At least it isn't Karen
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>>4876256

Did you read Alpharius yet?

Have you planned for that?

Also hope things get better my man.
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>>4876457
We're good, but not that good.
Konrad Curze falling to Chaos is inevitable, there's no helping somebody that fucked up.
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Chen Dao Academy opens with a graceful celebration, held in the shadow of your fallen friend's grave and the monument that stands a silent vigil above it. Chen's father Chen attends the ceremony, as does the entirety of the small community of shepherds and farmers that now neighbor the school's grounds. Scholars from the capital, officials from all provinces, pilgrims like Luli, all come to witness the historic occasion and see for their own eyes the storied "Beast children" who had been "civilized" and "Tamed" by the boundless love and wisdom of the giant. Wreathes of flowers are hung upon twisted ribbons of azure and plum silk, tied to poles set at the base of Small Chen's stone simulacrum.

A sorrowful tune, that inspires one to reflect upon the past yet hope for the future is played by the two hundred and eighty five survivors of the tiger folk. The resonating twang of Pipas and Guqins being plucked, echo through the fogs and the valleys they cover like the whisper of departed days, the beat of Tanggu and Bangu signaling the march towards tomorrow, while the buzzing whistles of Paixiao and Dizi become as the wind carrying the weight of yesterday's memories. The display brings tears to your golden eyes, your students planned and taught themselves to play the instruments and writ the melody from their own hearts. The emotion present within is nearly overwhelming, regret, sorrow, pain, loss stand beside hope, pride, love and gratitude. It is a mourning song, that celebrates the lives of the departed and the world that shall come after their passing.

The crowd of onlookers and prospective students are brought to tears, while the peers of the two hundred and eighty five children stand stoic and proud of the accomplishments of the youngsters, maintain their composure while you lose your own. Members of the Wanderers in the fog, break from their own training to join in the ceremony and give praise to your other students, all of them wearing some form of Null Denouncement Charm. It must seem an odd sight, children, farmers, laborers, scholars, pilgrims, sages, and holy men. Men from all rungs and stations of society intermingling together, a meeting that would have been impossible mere years before.

A sign that the culture is healing, moving on from their past of oppression and tyranny. Luli lends her voice to the song, that is played throughout the ceremony, singing the tenants of the Journey as you proclaim the requirements and fees for entry into the academy.

Nothing at all, besides a willingness and desire to learn. Where once education was the privledge of the wealthy and elite, now it shall become accessible for all who desire it. Doubtlessly your brother Magnus, and friends Shirong and Cao Yunru, would be overjoyed to hear of this generosity. And word will reach their ears, by your lips or another's.
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>>4876546

Learning will become free, education will spread and flourish, and the new generation's intellect will be cultivated with the waters of knowledge upon the foundations you have laid.

Leading the flock of onlookers and students to the mountains. The gates of the school are closed and wrapped with cords of rope and woven wool

Handing Ananya and Avinash the knives you yourself forged a morning prior, and sharpened to prepare them for their task. Hand in hand, the feline youths cut the bindings upon the gate and together pull them open for the first time. Those who know the secrets of the Null Denouncement Charms, hide their knowing smirks and mirthful smiles behind fans and sleeves. They know the part they played in shielding the future of the nation from threats both unseen and unreal, and they are content in that knowledge even if none will know of the parts they played nor even know the protection is in place.

Grinning gregariously, your lips curl ear to ear as you stand proudly before the institute you built alongside your students and followers, hands held behind your back as you look upon the awed crowd standing before the white marble walls and pathways. Streams of purified water feed into a fountain in the shape of a lotus flower blossoming from the ground, a mist of clean water spraying to water the gardens and peach and plum trees planted throughout the courtyard. A variety of crawling ivy, that blooms with fragrant white and gold flowers, grows upon the pillars supporting ceilinged walkways and enclosed outdoor classrooms. It was Small Chen's wife's favorite flower and thus it was his as well. The young widow clings to her child, eyes red with tears as she is the first to look upon the academy that bears her husband's name and legacy.

Your eyes meet with that of Little Chen, Small Chen's only child and son. A healthy babe, as robust as his father. Giggling and babbling, the infant does not turn away from your sight, and instead reaches to grab at your hair like you were a beloved uncle. You look away, so his mother does not see the tears returning to flow down your cheeks once more.

"Your son, he has his father's eye and courage, Lady Lanfen. No man has before forced me to avert my eyes from their gaze, in away, Little Chen has surpassed me, he who led his father to his" You state, a shroud of guilt returning to wrap around your heart.

"His dearest friend, who inspired such loyalty he would give his life to achieve his dream. I know you must blame yourself for his passing, but he would have died a thousand times in your name. And I know, Lord Lieren, you would have done the same" Lanfen squeaks, the petite woman never turning her eyes in your direction "Though I would give everything beneath the heavens to have him return to my side for but a night, death comes to all men, and I can find solace in knowing that he died for a just cause and surrounded by his brothers"

She's crying.
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>>4876549

"My father died to" Sandip says, speaking to Little Chen "Perhaps we can be friends"

You hide your face behind the hanging sleeves of your robes, catching a glimpse of Ananya looking horrified and Avinash seeming amused by his juniors antics.

Lanfen turns to face the little hooligan, and smiles warmly. A mousey little woman greeting a beastial seeming child, his fur coated with stone dust and dirt, with patches of his fur shorn down along his four arms and tail, something that would be a frightening sight even for an unsheltered maid.

"I'm sure you will be, Little Chen has a soft spot for our farm cat, when he is grown you are welcome to visit him at our ranch" Lanfen coos, as Sandip almost grins before remembering his manners and instead stomps his feet joyously.

Poor Ananya looks like she has aged years from the worry of her junior making a scene and offending the meek widow standing among them. Little Chen just tries to grab the youth's "beard"
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<Record of artifacts in the reliquary of the esteemed <Data redacted> Chen of the <Data lost>. The artifact is a painting upon stretched canvas of a bovine descendant of an extinct native terran lineage, referred to as Oxen. The fur of the hide has been burned away with intense heat, generated by a standard model lasrifle or <Data redacted> Model Plasma pistol. The surface of the hide canvas is covered by natural pigments and ink derived from the fauna and flora of many worlds, and includes the stain of xenos filth in the presence of approximately <Data corrupted> ml of ichor belonging to an Eldar specimen of approximately <Date redacted> standard years.

The scene depicted by the pigmented inks upon the canvas, is the conclusion of a glorious battle against foul xenos raiders showing the cowardly beings being driven from the field of battle, humiliated and shamed by the combined might of <Data redacted> and the coequally named "Benevolent wings" regiment, the <Data lost> as they are officially known. The presence of two figures stand more prominent than the others.

A warrior the Adeptus Astartes, resplendent in his armor, free of the refuse and gore that surrounds him and covers his companion. In one hand, he wields a power sword, raised upwards and tilted a 60 degree angle, with the other he supports his companion.
The companion and second figure, is that of an sanctioned abhuman axillary, a strain of "Beastmen" known as "Tiger folk". The Abhuman soldier has has one of his lower arms replaced with cybernetics, alongside his jaw and a single eye.

The figures clearly are meant to be depictions of renowned heroes, Captain "Little" Chen of the <Data lost> Company of the <Data corrupted> legion, and Sergeant "Boulder breaker" Sandip, of the "Benevolent Wings" regiment, at the victory of the agriworld world of <Data removed>. It was painted by "Little" Chen himself, mere solar days before <Date removed> <Date redacted> <Data corrupted> <Data migrated to secure storage>
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>>4876551

You spend a month and a half with your students, taking part in their educations and studies and their lives. You train alongside them in their exercises, you tutor those who struggle to grasp more advance teachings or simply do not like their assigned teachers, you organize the growing library and record vaults of Chen Dao Academy, you join them in their childish games, encourage their interests and hobbies, lead them in tending to the gardens, hold lectures and visit Chen's family. The training of the Wanderers in the fog sect, coincide with these more mundane lessons.

It'd seem you've become the honorary uncle of a few hundred children, men and women, whose number grows everday as dozen of hopeful students and visitors join the academies ranks to undergo its curriculum. But now, the Cultivators, having learned a few basic techniques or "Powers" as Magnus refers to them, have been given to the task to meditate in solitude or train until they reach a breaking point.

You intend to alleviate the most promising of their number to higher positions within the sect, once they have proven themselves. Guozhi and Kuan im have gone to personally tutor Qian Xiaowen and the fearsome Meixiu under the watchful eye of his "Sister" the scarlet spider.

And thus, with both of your schools now function autonomously from you, you can take a leave and allow yourself a reprieve from your duties to your students and the people. Your stubbornly unnamed assistant, had sent word he had began construction upon three more academies in other regions of the kingdom, and that the Martial Academy gifted to the Kang had been completed.

However, you do not journey alone. As you ride for nothing, Luli decides to accompany you. As do Ananya and Avinash! as they had surpassed your expectations and finished all of the studies, work, riddles, tests and extra credit to earn a vacation from their studies. As you had promised to allow them, never imagining they'd be able to toil enough to earn the allowance of two seasons of minimal study should they wish to take it.

Now, the three of you road the path to Nothing, along the White Dragon's path. Though even without them, the trip would not be lonely, every night you speak with your friends. From Kanzeon to Half jaw Hu, reminiscing and sharing tales while your other companions sleep. You intend to make up for lost time, to bolster your bonds and relationships that you had to otherwise ignore during the war for liberation. What a joy it is, to speak to men like Bai, Red faced Wei, Zian, Liang, Xin and dozens of others casually and without the fear of losing them in battles to come.

Feng, is overjoyed to here you're returning to nothing and not so subtly hints that his family and many others will prepare a welcoming party for your arrival.
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>>4876556

The Gao region flourishes, and by rumors you hear that Daiyu has chosen to relocate away from the ruins of her families palace. That had become a victim of arson during the war, thankfully with no causalities, though no one had confessed to the crime and most who spoke of it referred to it as a "tragic accident". Apparently, she is moving her remaining family members nearer to the southern yin, upon a island that Yin Jie had gifted her within one of the largest lakes within the kingdom. You also hear, that lord Lai has opened his heir and his twin daughters for marriage. And that a "Vishnu wildman" who matches the description of Rudra of the fifth, had entered the tournament for the hand of one of the daughters alongside Manu! and was currently posed to win the entire affair.

And you learned, while passing by the village of dragon's end, which grew into a proper's city in the years since your defeat of the toad dragon, that Shaved Head Wei had found himself a bride, as you stumbled upon the ceremony as it was nearing its end. And as you drank and sang with your old friend and his plump wife, you learned that several of the brothers and guards had become husbands in the seasons that passed since the wars end. Bai apparently beat a Vishnu screamer half to death to claim his sister's hand in marriage, and then beat her in a duel to first blood to officiate the wedding, Xin had found a dancer in the capital that caught his eye, and last Wei had heard, Liang and Jiang were fleeing from a "Small horde" of Vishnu women who wanted to claim them as their own. Which was equal parts amusing and unsettling. In fact, as Wei regaled you with these tales, you spotted two more familiar faces in the crowd!

Om and Daiyu's near lackwitted sister! What a love story has sprung unseen! Om, the leader of the meek and pacifist Vishnu, met with Daiyu as she built her new home, seeking a place to settle his own tribe far from the dangers of war and became enamored by the meek woman. And in a very shocking twist, took her name after Daiyu agreed to the match, after months of mutal courtship.

Such a joyous occasion! how fortunate you happened upon your friend's wedding to learn of such merry happenings! truly the lands prosper most serenely! The Vishnu are integrating and seemingly are accepted despite the historic hatred between the two cultures. How marvelously astounding!

"What's castration?" Avinash asks warily as Om talks of his wife's brother, who had chosen to become a monk of the Journey and was last seen traveling for the border to the Kingdom of Basque

You decide then that it is time for your young wards to be sent to bed, lest they be exposed to fouler topics yet.
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A hero's welcome home. it seems like something out of an overtly dramatized play. all of your village has come to greet you, dressed in clothes fashioned from such fine silks and furs, that they'd make a noble feel a peasant.
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>>4876559
Yet all of them still live as humbly as ever, despite the obvious wealth they all now possess from merely living in Nothing. Which has grown from trade, bountiful harvest, fertile mothers and virile fathers. Dozens of Babes are shown to you, by proud mothers and their grinning siblings. Old farmers whose fields you saved in your first year, show you how they've expanded their operations and even purchased herds of the finest oxen, swine, cliff jumpers and.

Heavens above! Are those Cui Warmongers!? Even the highest noble houses can scarcely afford to own a stable of your own steed's breed! Of course your steed has already established dominance, and wanders the field alone with his mate, Aiguo's mare with the coat of snow and rendered fat. And beside them played their fowl, whose hide was dappled with his father's fired clay and his mother's undefiled snow in equal measure.

Ananya had named him Kanti, meaning beauty in the Vishnu tongue. And she had taken to feeding him songbirds she catches to share their feathers with Luli.

Grinning happily, you stand in awe of your people's expansive fortunes and wealth. Truly, they have prospered in your absence.

You just hope your kin haven't trampled Luli in their attempts to show hospitality or their pestering on the nature of the relationship between you to. She should be alright, Feng and Hu had volunteered to be her bodyguards alongside young Avinash, while you were given the tour. But, the affections from Nothing can become smothering. Such a welcoming and loving people, you are glad they avoided the brutalities of war.

And you are content with how greatly your home has grown! from the devastated ruin of the winter of your arrival, to the wealthy village of your service beneath the Gao family, to the burgeoning city of miracles, lit by electricity, blessed with running and warm water, with fields more fruitful than any in the former Sheng province. What was once a backwater, will become a metropolis unified with nature and tilled fields in the years to come. The very incarnation of the Journey's Tenant to nurture and guard the natural world.

"My son! How you have grown!" Wenyan laughs genially, as he is lead by Avinash and Ananya to the farm you've been touring "You've become an even more resplendent young man!"

"Father!" You cry joyously, turning to face him. Striding over, you embrace him in your arms. A long overdo and somewhat shameless hug

"Lieren! you've kept your promise! You've survived the war, and freed the lands. I've heard over the speaking box that all of the lands are becoming like our humble village. I could not be prouder of you, my son" Wenyan cries, returning the affectionate gesture and holding you as tightly as his old arms are able "And you've returned to me, again"

"I only break the promises I give to the vilest of villains, father" You answer humbly, kneeling down so you are nearer to his own stooped height. He's tied his beard around his waist,
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>>4876563

and decorated it with the funerary flowers...or rather, Ananya has, judging by how much of your father's garden she now wears in her fur.

"And that is exactly why you are a son any man would be envious to claim as his. Despite all your achievements and the esteem of your own name, you still mind your manners and respect your fellow man. If only my first son and beloved could have met you, how well you would have gotten along with them" Wenyan sighs wistfully, bowing his head as your two wards mimic the gesture.

He turns to glance over them, and smirks mischievously, as he begins to carefully groom his beard with his fingers, careful not to displace the petals woven into it.

"Though, despite your humility and sense of etiquette, it would seem your heart remains as wild as the panthers you hunt. Why else would my grandchildren be born with fur and fangs" Wenyan playfully teases, as Ananya and Avinash tilt their heads in unified confusion "But what lovely children they are! Well mannered, complainant, and good natured! I've rarely met children as deferential as these handsome youths! You've raised them well, wherever you've found them"

"Your humor remains as healthy as ever, my wise father" You chuckle, patting the old man on his shoulder "I take it you've met Luli as well"

"And wondered why she wasn't heavy with child already?" Wenyan snorts, shooting a dismissive stare in your direction "Of your many virtues, your chastity is the most selfish. I've heard how maidens throughout the lands learn for your company and touch"

"Father, not around the children!" You bark, as the old man laughs, and Avinash scratches his chin with intrigue "And I know very well how I am desired, and how many hold me as the subjects of their nightly fantasies, however as I have said to every woman whose approached me with such offers I have no interest in such things! But still they refuse to relent! Akanksha and Kamakshi, other wise proud warriors, debase themselves in their obsession"

"And you ignore Luli's obvious attraction because she to becomes a devil of lust?" Your father tease, tapping his cane as the two of you walk along the familiar path to your home "or is it merely because you fear you'd hurt her"

"As I said, venerable father, such things do not interest me in the slightest. There is no temptation, and such wanton desire is quite unseemly" You answers, shaking your head as you cross your arms "Besides, she too is blind to her own affection, so devoted is she to the philosophy of The Journey"

"Well, at least you had the sense to adopt then" Wenyan snorts, shaking his head "I am sorry if I've upset you with my teasing, Lieren"

"You haven't, I just get tired of being the quarry of dozens of women, some of whom are willing to go to any lengths to win my heart" You half groan as you step walk into the villa your family's longhouse had become,
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>>4876565

Glancing around at the new decoration, and smiling as you see you're father has kept the fire pit the two of you spent nights around, discussing the fate of the village and the work that needed to be done to save it

"Perhaps a trip to our new bathhouse would soothe your mind of such turmoil" Wenyan suggest, as he takes a seat upon the floor, while Ananya takes Avinash's hand and leads him to explore the mysteries of your father's abode "It's as soothing as any natural spring, I assure you"

"I may have to visit then" You say happily, as you warm your hands by the fire and can hear a conversation in the wing above your head. Luli's voice stands out among the others.

"Ah, yes, that maiden flowering with unmatched beauty demanded to assist in household chores. Even though I've hired staff to help around the house in your absence, even though they offered to do it as a charity" Wenyan says, noticing your eyes trailing towards the ceiling "A lovely young lady, gentle natured and gentle hearted, would make for a wonderful mother"

You shoot your father an annoyed glare, which he laughs off

"Oh don't hold it against a man for trying to find his son a match" He cackles "Besides, I was merely jesting"

"I could tell that you were" You chuckle, shaking your head "But I do hope she can find a good husband, if she wishes...perhaps Feng?"

"He's been exchanging letters with a paramour, hasn't told anyone her name or where she comes from despite the nettling of his mother and the town gossips. I think she may be a Vishnu...you've truly had a terrible affect on our young men. Many of them have taken Vishnu brides! Vishnu! Imagine telling their father's their grandchildren would be descendants of the our long time rivals! Har! banish the thought" Wenyan says joyously, laughing from his belly as he slaps the ground, grinning even wider than before "A fine folk they are, a group of them visted not to long ago, including that man who paints a skull on his face like some kind of cultist of death"

"Aruna, and yes many have stated how his chosen fashion unnerves them" You say as you offer your father a cup of heated mushroom broth "A fine man and a skilled fighter. Did they tell the reason for their visit"

"Your prospective suitors convinced their entourages and peers that convincing me might open your mind to the prospect of marriage...Is it customary of their people to be so, bare?" Wenyan says with a shudder racing down him That girl with the cloak of feather's especially!"

"Akanksha" You sigh deeply, bowing your head in shame. Wenyan groans

"Yes, her. If she were Yan or whatever we're called now, she'd have been whipped by her mother for being so Shameless. I thought the other Kama Shu or however you pronounce it, was lovely, nearly the perfect image of a gentle beauty. Before she threw an ox to the ground like a petulant child" Wenyan rambles, swirling his cup of broth thoughtfully "What strange friends you've made, Lieren"
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>>4876567

You nod in agreement

"You should meet the true oddities I've encountered in my travels, father" You laugh, raising your own cup in toast to your father "Oh, and I should mention, I plan to remain here for the duration of spring, lest duty calls for me"

"Fantastic! we have spent far too long apart, I am sure the children will be overjoyed to hear you intend to stay for longer than a week!" Wenyan shouts merrily, his reddening cheeks betraying the true depth of the joy he feels by those words alone "Oh! I must show you a gift I receive, its a flying basket! Lifted by a tarp trapping air! You of all men would appreciate the sight of the world from the heavens!"

You choose not to inform your father that you can take to the skies by the power of your own will. No doubt, Shirong, Cao Yunru, or perhaps even Jinhai gifted him the balloon he's raving of.

You had heard that Jinhai had used such vehicles to breech the walls of one of the criminal elements of the Luo family and are curious to see how he and Shirong devised to overcome to issue of visibility while piloting the contraption.

"Truly!" You say, feigning amazement "Then you must show me! Such a marvel is unknown even to my eyes"

Following your father, your laughter intertwines with his and carries across leagues and into the stars above.
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It was good to be home. You spent time wandering the wilds, retracing the steps of your old hunts, patrolling the wilderness with the brother's of the panther, meeting their wives some of which already had a child growing in their bellies. You caroused with the locals, visted their homes and played with their children. By dawn you trained with Avinash and Ananya and the village children who sought to join the ranks of the brothers of the panthers some day and by night you discussed philosophy with Luli and your father by fire light.

Sharing tea with your elders, helping at their farms and herding their oxen out to the fields. You worked tirelessly when you were not entertaining and caring for your father. You spent the length of the nights in the workshops, smithies and factories that had sprung up in your absence, showing the craftsmen you once trained to make new devices and innovations. Some kept hidden in your own mind, and some taught to you by Kanzeon when she was feeling generous. Through your tinkering and instruction, you created numerous devices to help aid the industrial revolution beginning with in the Xue marshes, and ensured it'd stay clean for the foreseeable future and not tarnish Shangrala's natural splendor.

However, as Blissful as these spring days were, they had come to an end eventually, and with a radio broadcast that ignited the passions of the kingdom, your call to leave once more came one warm misty morning.

The votes have been counted, and the final result would be tallied in the capital city in a few weeks. An exodus of travelers left Nothing, and you were among them.
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>>4876573

And, it'd seem through Shan's tireless work and the assistance of your network of architects, craftsmen, laborers and long time assistants, that a rail leading from Nothing to the capital had been built just in time for the king's naming.

How will spend your short Journey to the capital?
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Mingle with the travelers, and smile and laugh when they tell you you will be an amazing king, and reply with nothing more than "If I am to be named king"
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
>Write in.

>>4876476
Thank you. And haven't found the book yet, but I've heard a synopsis
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.

I assume we'll visit the Huang region immediately after the election has concluded, but there's still something bothering me.
For as well earned as this peace is, it won't last forever. We'll have to begin dealing with the Vishnu Kings at some point.
I would rather we be proactive about it and start collecting intel on their military strength, culture, technology, etc...
I'm leaning towards personally training a body of intelligence agents for this purpose and leaving one of our companions in charge.
Who would do that though is up for the debate.
We should also think about fortifying the borders along Vishnu territory as well. It can never hurt to have a wall and turrets to hide behind.
Either way, we can't go into this half-cocked. Best we start preparations sooner rather than later.
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
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>>4876588
+1
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>>4876588
+1
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>>4876575
>>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
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>>4876256
....Why hasn't there been a Brutal Legend Quest? I have heard literally nothing about it for years.
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>>4876672
That really sucks. It is the cheesiest schlock of a Metal Album with a decent game ever.
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>>4876575
>Mingle with travellers
>sit on the train of the roof
>Go to Haung.

Gonna be war soon.
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>>4876575
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines

>Write in
During our travel create a new martial art of self defense and escape, to be taught to the masses for avoid that they can be hunted upon by criminals and beasts (Whenever soldiers aren t nearby). The style will be called the, Monkey Style, because it will mimic in part such animal agile movements (beside the ones of it s tails).

>Write In
Thanks to the radio system, and with the new king chosen, it is time for create alongside him a more proper law system as well perhaps have some changes to the government it self. Or perhaps, we could remain with the model of government of the Yan kings ?
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>>4876690
Lawmaking can wait until the king is crowned. But I would also remind everyone that peacetime is the time when we want to re-format how our armies make war.

Do away with one general leads all, begin with robust and collaborative chains of command and divisions.
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>>4876697
I would like for this to pass first, i have write in related to war but i am not backing down to this ones not passing. If they don t pass now, i will post the military reforms, next malal post.
Laws are better to be done now that we are still very fresh from the victory rebellion, or at very least they can be prepared which would give Jinhai something to implement after his incoronation.
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>>4876575
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
Our industry is almost stable enough to feed her the raw materials she needs to be fully healed. It's only a matter of studying the cause and effects of the warp stones so we may safely dispose of them.
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>>4876607
I say that we should leave a scholar in charge of the spy network

Feng sprang to mind first but then I thought about it and saw that Feng isn't really suited to it, instead just let him become chief of nothing when our father unfortunately...passes
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>>4876575
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
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>>4876607
Qian Xia, she served the rebellion very well, with her network of spies and courtesans. And she is a brilliant mind, improving spies with her would bring great results. Maybe she is a bit cold, but this is also seen in other companions who serve us to a certain extent, so nothing problematic.

Regarding any conflict, it is better if we avoid it for a while, not even a year has passed. And there is a lot to do and implement. Reform and modernize the army (modern organization / training, superior logistics, improved armor and weapons, first military vehicles, and so on), have spies scouting the lands and extracting information from our neighbors, improving border fortifications, ensuring our administration moves to a level in which it can organize a united world and ... beyond.

There is to consider that when the next war start, be by our own hand or one of our foes, the other neighbours will do something as well. More out of oppurtunity than for work with the enemy of my enemy. Of course we will be ready even for that.
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>>4876755
Buff up the borders with the gattling guns and soon they will all know to fear the borders of the giants land.

Qian Xia is the most blindingly obvious choice for spy master, I fear it may be too obvious.
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>>4876575
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines.
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>>4876756
We can't start suspecting our inner circle of betrayal so easily, besides that her "brother" is a loyal disciple of ours, she's wrapped around our little finger as tightly as possible without outright threats making her do anything
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>>4876931
Thatd not "suspicion" anon.
The implication in her being the exceedingly obvious pick, is that most important elements of the realm already know that she is a cunning, deceptive, ruthless and intelligent individual.

And when there is news that we have a spy service going, who will they think is running it if not the known trusted asset of Lieren who fits all the needed qualities with more besides to spare.

Granted she is qualified, I just worry that she herself is too easy to notice as the paymaster, even if it is just by suspicion alone.
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>>4876950
No one but our original band of jinhai, guohzi, and the general know what she does, they just know she supports us.

Just a few updates ago malal wrote that she was continuing her work on the nobles somewhere in yang, can't do that if her spy tendencies are common knowledge
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>>4876575
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
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>>4876575
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
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>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
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>>4876954
I remember Ling the Tax collector saying something to the effect of "you have good taste in women, but be careful because she is a dangerious snake in the grass".

She is probably completely fine and I am just worried because of how clearly we understand things. But I would be remiss to not mention it.
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>>4876575
>>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
>>4876500
Anon's his whole pre-heresy schtick is trying to find proof that fate is mutable. Since Lieren is a person who should not exist, Curze'll latch onto us as proof that his visions don't have to come to pass and we'll be able to bring the fact that a society built on fear of one person will collapse into its prior state when that person leaves to his attention.
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
Wasn't the captured the people that Jinhai freed using his Just Cause skills?
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>>4876697
You are right anon
>>4877036
>During your travels, begin to plan on how to reform the armies from their ancient structure to something that can more easily accomodate the new technologiea and strategies that have been developed. After a king has been chosen, a modernisation of the army is should be one of the first steps, should the Vishnu or the Shuni try to attack thinking that the change in leadership is a moment of weakness.
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
>Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines
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>>4877036
Oh my god imagine if we got Jinhai a wingsuit.
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>>4877223
He needs a grappling hook too.
Jinhai the flying fish.
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>>4876575
>>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
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>>4876551
Malal, you capitalize all parts of a proper noun, not just the first one.
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>>4876565
Damnit, we should have chosen the start a family option too. Damn this gay timeline.
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>>4877223
>>4877257
>>4877268
So when are we making C4 packs?
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Mingle with the travelers, and smile and laugh when they tell you you will be an amazing king, and reply with nothing more than "If I am to be named king"
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
How do we waifu Luli?
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>>4877593
We don't.

She's not a space milf, she's far beneath our strikezone, our strikezone being giant ancient big ass space milfs!


Pair her with Kang if you must ship her, I found their interactions in the mountain very cute
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>>4877596
But she is an embodiment of Isha in human form, we're definitely waifuing her, if we don't gotta fight Magnus for her hand like we're in Castle Crashers, and we will be awhile before giving Kanzeon a body.
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>>4877605
Silence.
She is closer to daughterfu than waifu.
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>>4877605
I name thee faggot, for that is all that you are by wishing us to act completely contrary to all that we are.

Us being of course, a boy who is attracted to big goddess milkies and little else
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Wait, Om is a eunuch. We need to get him a Sunflower Manual an turn him into Dongfang Bubai.
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>>4878145
Om is not the eunuch, but his wife's brother.
Which means that's one of Daiyu's brothers, since he married her "lackwitted sister".
We kill a dudes dad and most of his family, and he becomes so enaumered with our phylosophy that he chops off his own balls and goes to preach it to (maybe nurglite) foreigners.
Also we need to find these orders of Journey monks and stop them from eunuching themselves.
Unless it's one of the tortures that Gao Linwei did to his own son.
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What do you guys think the Emperor will think of our "man but be led by their fellow men" thing? Because in a way it's what he wants but also not.
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>>4878218
I think he'll either have to accept it or suck demondick because we're not budging on this point
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>>4878218
The Emperor is an autistic faggot, so it's a complete mystery.
It will entirely depends on how Malal interprets him.
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>>4878218
I think the Emperor has that as it's end goal, he's just trying to get Humanity to a point where it can happen without it all crashing down in short order.
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>>4876575
>Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor
>Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.
First we go congratulate out buddy Jinhai on becoming The Carp King, then we go check these weird news.
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>>4878218
Better than other primarchs and not too bad in his own. Which is good enough to keep around at least. There might be some problematics, some important others that can be easily resolved.


>>4877596
Luli might be better with someone more gentle. Someone like Feng or others companions still unmarried. I don t want to shoot down the infatuation mr Kongrui might have already start to have towards her, but I wouldn t accept someone that isn t properly adequate. He is somewhat violent and quick to anger, Lieren would make him dust if he even would put a finger on the girl in a harmful way.
He betters adjust it self as a presentable man, if he has intention to court her.


>>4877223
>>4877257
Lmao
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>>4878255
LMAO...wait you're serious?

My dude, the lions are the most autistically honor bound men on perhaps the entirety of the planet, they just happen to hate us and the turtles specifically.

Everyone else including their subjects and neighbors has nothing but good things to say about them, and I honestly believe that having such men be the voice of dissent among the population is good because again, they're good people, they just backed the wrong horse and hate us specifically, they will work towards the betterment of the people because they were doing that anyway but just happened to be extremely loyal to some sadistic motherfuckers

I'm saying all this because I'm fucking tired of people saying that the Kang are bad and we should have killed them just because they disagree with us!

Good people can disagree with lieren, he isn't perfect, just closer to it than most.
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>>4878269
That is true, but the fact that Luli is so close to us and the journey is something that I wouldn t take lightly in a possible relation between them.

That said, I don t mind the Kang they are okay more or less. It s true they hate our guts, but they are honourable at least.

Same for Kongrui, at the end of the day it would be a decision they both need to take. Still beside his hate for us, it just looks like is temper isn t much high. Maybe it s just a protective observation of mine, hopefully it will turn out all well.
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I just want to point out, trainfags always win
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>>4878402
Trains are just fucking awesome, provided you aren't a Southerner or a sub-Saharan African.
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"Well done my honoured friend"
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>>4878583
Fucking amazing there my friend
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the late update.

Bring Wenyan, Luli and Ananya and Avinash in your company, and enjoy the passing view of the country side with a bottle of dragon's spit liquor:11

Reports from the Huang region speaks of the vanishing of entire villages during the war's duration. It could've been caused by famine and drought, or there could've been a malevolent actor responsible for it. Visit the tamed province and with the aid of their new lord, seek answers.:20

Sit upon the roof of the train as you near the capital, and speak with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and one day freeing her from her confines:14

Mingle with the travelers, and smile and laugh when they tell you you will be an amazing king, and reply with nothing more than "If I am to be named king:2

During our travel create a new martial art of self defense and escape, to be taught to the masses for avoid that they can be hunted upon by criminals and beasts:1

with the new king chosen, it is time for create alongside him a more proper law system as well perhaps have some changes to the government it self:1

After a king has been chosen, a modernization of the army is should be one of the first steps, should the Vishnu or the Shuni try to attack thinking that the change in leadership is a moment of weakness.:1

Total votes:21

>>4876667
I don't man, but its sad there isn't. Lots of potential.


>>4878583
Love it and the smugness it radiates. Also the Null Denouncement Charm is cute. The eyebrows remind me of Zenigata


So Lieren will first attend the Coronation with Wenyan, Luli, Avinash and Ananya, enjoying the countryside in their company and sharing a bottle of dragon's spit with his father, before speaking with Kanzeon of the future of the nation and how to achieve her freedom as the train arrives the night before the votes are officially tallied.

And then, having heard unsettling reports concerning the Huang Region, once Lieren is certain he has escaped the crown, he will with much haste leave to investigate the mystery of the vanished villages and if it they vanishings were caused by a malevolent actor.

Writing now.
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I know I'm probably in the minority, but I'd love to see Lieren wield the Wailing Doom against Chaos without being possessed. Make the knife-ears AND daemon shits panic real nicely.
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>>4878688
what's the Wailing Doom?
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I wonder if we'd get brownie points with the other Primarchs if we can gift them warhorses like Kanti, who have the stamina and endurance to carry them into battle? I'm sure the standard Astartes (and maybe the Sisters of Silence) would be pleased.
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>>4878691
The Wailing Doom is Khaine's cursed/blessed weapon; every swing sounds like a thousand screaming Eldar maidens, thus the moniker. Khaine in 40k is scattered and broken into fragments, and the only way that the Eldar can summon his Avatar is to sacrifice an Exarch (whose soul is consumed/burned as fuel).
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>>4878695
I think they’s be even more pleased if the horses could survive a bolter shot.
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>>4878583
we need more memes
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>>4878695
The only one who I see would appreciate it would be our brother Khan. Everyone else would probably think the horse as a novelty to keep in a stable on their homeworld.

>(whose soul is consumed/burned as fuel).
Me wonders if Lieren could pull it off since his soul is constantly in a state of creation and destruction. He might just end up destroying the shard of Khaine on accident, then again he was able to embody a portion of Khaine for a brief time during his time with that lord of rust.
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>>4878702
Maybe the Emperor's got some gene-enhancing tech lying around? An Astartes-grade war horse with light carapace armor or maybe a personal force field would definitely make an impression.

>>4878583
Glorious.
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>>4878708
I don't think it was Khaine he was manifesting; remember, Isha's husband was the Eldar god of the hunt.
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>>4878716
I read more symbolism leaning toward's Khaine than I did Kurnous. With Kurnous you'd probably expect more symbolism towards hunting, but what we got were burning fragments held together in ice. Khaine was shattered into a million pieces, but was manifested for a time in Lieren.
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What a sight it is to behold, the first functioning railroad upon Shangrala now opened to the public. The engineers and artisans who built the compartments of the train wasted no expense in their decoration and design. It is almost like a mobile palace in its finery, and they are asking for a pittance for admittance, partially out of generosity and mostly because the train is electrically powered. Primarily by wind turbines the remaining Tao family has built throughout their lands to replace the income and influence lost in their denouncement and removal from their station as well the strict guidelines and code set in place to prevent the further explatiation of their quarries and deeply buried mines.

Petals are tossed upon the slanted tiled roofs of the cars, artists are allowed to paint scenes of prosperous lands and men and women performing virtuous deeds along the length of the car, and a vintage of plum wine is poured down the open maw of the panther figure head that graces the locomative's frame. Music is played, young and old dance merrily and without a care in the world as they are filed into the train, though the elderly show some wariness. After all, they do not know that stepping upon and riding the train would be at all safe. For all they know it will, upon legs of lightning and spitting sparks, lift off to the skies and tour the heavens whipping to and fro like the tail of a drunken serpent. Or perhaps, as one of Wenyan's life long friends guesses, the bones will be torn from the passengers by the sheer force of speed generated by the cars shooting down the track like a bullet. You do you best to ease such fears, and thus are the first to board the train, followed by Luli and then your father Wenyan, as he herds Avinash and Ananya from the stares of the amazed onlookers.

Doubtlessly, those who have heard tale of your students, assumed their descriptions as Feline and Beastly to be naught but poetic metaphor. Bowing your head to move through the compartments, you are led to a car set aside for your own personal use, the only compartment with a ceiling high enough for you to stand comfortably at your full height.

"Solid glass! Clear as spring water!' Wenyan gawks, tapping his finger upon one of the windows, as the conductor ushers your party into the mechanical carriage "Shame there won't be much to see beyond the fog, Har"

"The walls are cooled, like.." Luli marvels, holding back her silver tongue as she nearly reveals Kanzeon's existance to those who have no buisness knowing. Her living eye shimmers, as she clasps her golden fingers over her mouth, the cybernetics upon her spine glowing through the rough hewn hide she garbs herself in.

Motes of light cascade down her visible cybernetics, mists of white and cornflower blue lights dusting from the rivers of dark cobalt that flow down her limbs.
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>>4878724

"Like a river's stone. How soothing, it is as if the gentlest day in spring has been replicated in steel and grinding gears!" Luli says after a moment of thought, raising a jade tipped finger into the air as the conductor ponders her poetic statement, and allows a silent smile to creep beneath his brush stroke thin mustache.

"Yes, Master Cao Yunru devised this method of miraculous cooling! By miniaturizing water pipes, he found a means to both comfortably cool and heat confined spaces, with plates of metal conducting the temperature into the room they're set around and beneath, like hidden flames or blocks of ice! I myself have furnished my home with this system" The conductor raves, rubbing his hands together as you take pull a seat closer to the largest window and sit down. A form of air conditioning, that doesn't utilize fans or radiators but rather flowing water.

A sign of Yan sensibilities. the noise of a churning fan or the rushing of its wind would upset their comfort and set them ill at ease. Rust resistant metal should be employed in the pipes construction, or treated clay that can withstand sudden temperature shifts.

"How curious, that would explain why I was able to sense water rushing beneath my toes!" Luli explains, clapping her hands together with a most melodic chime.

"I thought it was just powered by water, like a ship crawling on land" Ananya chimes in herself, stomping her feet "It reminds me of the lake by Dai Castle, always whispering, always comforting, like a mother's embrace"

"There's also freshly slaughtered meat upon the train" Avinash says, hiding his jaws beneath the sleeves of his robes, wetting them with the drool that drips from his fangs "Truly, the master of this moving palace has diligently worked to ensure his passengers would receive an unparalleled hospitality and comfort"

And at that, the foppish man begins to practically radiate his joy, his narrowed eyes twinkling as he blossoms from the compliments given to him by his honored guests. And for once, you are not the center of attention.

"It would seem the conductor could power this train himself, with all of the wind of his words and flamboyance" Wenyan chuckles, as the rail thin man lovingly regales Luli and the children with the finer details of the amenities and simple luxuries supplied to the guests of the "Fog Panther King". Which is the name of the first train to travel the mists and fogs, and is clearly a reference to yourself. Will it be renamed to the Carp king of the sea, when Jinhai is crowned.

"Oh let us be polite to our host, father" you scold sarcastically "The man has a passion for his craft, he is in artist at heart and has been given an audience awed by his masterpiece, allow him the simple joy of fluffing his feathers and prancing about"

"Perhaps a cliffjumper or crane could take his position instead" Wenyan snorts, before sighing
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>>4878726

"But the man is proud of his work, I cannot fault him for that, even though he dresses more like a flower than a man he is good company for the short time he'll entertain us"

Clicking his tongue, Wenyan retrieves a bottle of dragon's spit liquor, and sets it upon the table standing between the two of you. Drops of condensation flow upon its intricately carved surface, which shows the entirety of the Giant's road and the sigils of the houses who aided the rebellion standing in its corners.

"May I offer the driver a beverage, to show our gratitude to his impeccable sense of etiquette and boundless generosity to his passengers, and a toast! to the dawn of a new era for the lands and their people!" Wenyan proclaims, popping the cork from the bottle and lifting the bottle as high as his old arms are able.

You whip the sash of silk from your waist, the catch the drops of potent alcohol as they fall, so as not to dirty the furs lining the floor. The Conductor looks as though he had just been offered a sip from the waters of the well of eternal life.

And so, the three of you sit and share a thimble of dragon's spit , while Luli entertains Avinash and Ananya and points out distant vistas beneath the fog.
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It is a strange sight, watching the countryside rush past you as you remain seated. Seeing hills, forests, valleys and rivers pass by as quickly as a breeze. To see cities vanish beneath the fog like lanterns being snuffed out, to cross through mountains as swiftly as an arrow through the air. The drier wind of a northern night chap your lips and blow dust in your eyes. You're restless, knowing there is work yet to be done and bothered by a concern you've held since before you've departed for the capital city.

Unsettling reports given to you by Jinhai, one of the men you most sincerely trust, detailing the sudden disappearance and vanishing of villages that were by recent records known to be populated and lively. The Huang family settled quicker than the Luo, and the battles they waged were less violent. No accounts of wanton slaughter or accidental butchery have been collected or found. It is true that some prospective lords sabotaged their rival's fiefs, but none of the murdered their peasantry.

When trade broke off from the Gao region, both the Luo and Huang suffered from a renewl of famine. So it is possible that the inhabitants of these villages merely dissipated and left for more bountiful lands or more likely starved and were devoured by tigers and apes.

However, considering the hidden knowledge you hold, you are suspicious that these vanishing are no mere misfortune but rather an act of malevolence hidden beneath the chaos of war. That some blackhearted rogue or wicked spirit or rampaging magical beast has preyed upon the innocent beneath your notice, and escaped their rightful punishment.
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>>4878727

This possibility has quietly come to trouble you in the days since you boarded the train with only the companionship of Wenyan, Luli, Avinash and Ananya to sooth your worries and silently growing anger and worry.

Sighing, you turn your eyes to the stars and the golden harvest moon shining beneath the blanket of Shangrala's fog, and without a second though connect your radio to Kanzeon.

"Lieren, you know even a genetically modified and altered man such as yourself has to devout some of his time to sleeping" Kanzeon answers dully "Has some concern caused you to suffer from insomnia, my friend? or have you been driven to a frenzy by criminal activity or a discovery that would incite excitement within even strings of code and data?"

"Oh nothing of the sort, Kanzeon, I simply wished to hear the melody of your voice and be blessed with a conversation" You chuckle warmly "and I know your heart is much more than that, my friend. It flourish with the same intensity as any living woman's would."

"I figured as such, talking is one of your favorite hobbies after all. thought it'd be false for me to claim that I didn't enjoy our discussion" Kanzeon laughs, causing the radio to buzz and vibrate in your hands "So I shall accept this request, tell me, my Scholar. What is it you wish to discuss"

"The future of this nation we have both been adopted by. How it's path may shift and change. Of the fate of the generations to come and how we can ensure its continued prosperity" You answer without hesitation, tapping a heel upon the roof of the train car "to see that benevolent and virtuous men and women will govern and lead, that villains and tyrants shall never again rise to prominence and power"

"So our usual topic of discussion then? Your train of thought can overly focused at times, and scarily machiavellian at others. But, this thought exercise is a acceptable means of ensuring both of our mental faculties remain fully functional and sharp" Kanzeon teases, and you laugh alongside her "So how shall we approach this ongoing debate? What factors will be added to our calculations to alter our prior hypothesis? Should the focus of this discussion be societal, agricultural, technological or militarist in nature? Perhaps we could theorize on the impact of the Vishnu culture interbreeding with the Yan?"

"In truth, the future I wish to discuss pertains wholly upon yourself, oh Lady Kanzeon. To free you from your cage of soil and stone, and release you into the world, so all may perceive your beauty, so you and your sister may at last be thanked for the sacrifice of seeding life upon Shangrala" You explain, waving an hand to swat away flies and passing birds as the train beneath you shudders forward.

"Pragmatism and romanticism are an odd combination of characteristics to have in equal quantities" Kanzeon mutters, though you can hear the gratitude and happiness if her voice that you have not forgotten your promise to her
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>>4878728

"I have been calculating the most efficent means of freeing my main chassis from the earth, without damaging my recently repaired systems and machinery. Explosives, automated mining drones, strategic rifts into the empyrean, overt uses of disintegrator cannons, simply melting the mountain by super heating my surface. But, I have been unable to find a method that satisfies the specifications of being without risk, not costing the majority of my energies reserves or raw material banks, and polluting the surrounding environments through the waste produced. It is my own "blood" that has kept me isolated here, and I shall not see more men be ruined by the energies that once leaked from my wounds"

"As caring as ever. it is commendable to sacrifice your own happiness to protect others. However, I believe I have stumbled upon new information that may provide the answer to this quandary" You say, as Kanzeon's "Breathing" halts

"Tell me!" She half cheers and half snarls "Tell me now! I'm curious to know what secrets you've found that I, in the vastness of my constructed intellect, do not know. Tell me! It such a rare gift for a being like me to be curious! Come no, Lieren, tell me what you've learned"

She sounds like a mother excited by her child's achievements, and a prisoner desperate clawing at the key to their cage, mere inches from the edge of their reach.

Grinning widely and with an unshakeable confidence. You tell her of the Spirit's touch technique. Telekenisis. And are nearly defend by her unrestrained squeal of joy that she gives in response, nearly burning the speak from your radio by the intensity of its volume. And her composure is once more shattered when you mention there is surplus enough to funnel materials to her, in case it is impossible to utilize the Spirit's touch to simply lift immeasurable tonnage of stone and dirt from her back.

The conversation onwards, more resembles to merrily drunk youths speaking of days to come rather than two geniuses calculating and theorizing together.
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Jinhai was tired.

He did not know how Lieren was able to deal with criminal rabble with such grace and ease. It was exhausting hearing them plea, beg, and weave excuses for their vile deeds. Leading an army was like a walk upon the Giant's road compared to the theater of politics. Jinhai was thankful he had never before been in a position to partake in such trivialities and be witness to such greed and wild ambition. Why could men not be as birds, or shoals of fish, or backs of oxen? why was cooperation so prevalent in the natural world, but so rare in civilization? Even beetles flocked together to aid one another in labor.

Jinhai frowned, resting his chin upon the back of his hand as his mind drifted through his memories, avoiding the empty villages he had come across, and the cowards he had dragged from their fortresses. Of all the wealth and men wasted upon frivolities.
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>>4878730

The sins of the past, that would never rise again beneath his brother's eyes and those of his sons. Yes, that cheered him up. Knowing that the kind of men he had spent years of his life opposing would never again take power or be allowed to abuse the people or the lands.

Wealth would not be hoarded. War would not be raged over fragile egos and petty grudges. Men would not starve or freeze in their beds. People would speak and work for the greater good. And children would not become orphan's because a fat bastard decided their homes were marring the beauty of his domain. The kingdom would be better, and the world would be better. A dawn beneath golden eyes. Poetic. Jinhai sighed, and once more his mind wander as his gaze met Lady Daiyu's. His heart raced as she brushes her hair aside, tracing her fingers from her neck to the nape of her shoulders. Feeling ashamed, Jinhai struggled to make his at times wandering mind to plot away somewhere else, lest he embarrass himself in front of his beloved.

A blue song bird fluttered before his eyes, and his attention was drawn to its wings, and how its feathers were formed. The little bristles that made them, the gentle fur beneath, the smooth surface upon the outermost wings. How the bird moved as it caught upon currents of winds, how it flapped its wings and tilted to gain altitude or descended closer to the earth. Jinhai's mind became lost, and his loins calmed as he pondered how a man may imitate a bird's flight.

He had taken to the skies before, but Shirong's cloud basket was rather clumsy and vulnerable in its flight. Not like a bird's natural agility and elegance. Could man mimic such movement? Could they replicate a bird's flight.

Jinhai scratched his bare chin, as more and more people gathered below the awning upon which he sat, alongside the royal administrators and other favored companions, followers and assistants of Lieren.

"Flight" He whispered, as someone, perhaps Lai Song or Shan tried to stifle laughter.

Lieren's adopted father was giving a speech, though Jinhai did not hear it for his mind was in its own world, trying to imagine a way for a man to fly like a bird. Unassisted by flame and with complete control of their movements. He was aware that people were cheering, shouting and making quite a ruckus. The vote must be being counted, read by the father of the common folk's savior and hero. Jinhai smirked as his perception drifted nearer to the waking world, still day dreaming about flying through the skies by his own power, like the most elegant of cranes. Perhaps then people would name him dragon instead of carp, a title he has no inkling of how he earned or why it clung to him so tightly. Carp & dragon, how many whispered that a carp could not hope to be a worthy match for a dragon.
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>>4878731

Grinding his teeth, Jinhai forced himself to focus, and glanced towards Daiyu, and nodded his head in her direction. An incredibly bold show of interest, that flustered the lady general. Smiling confidently, Jinhai turned towards Feng, and noticed the hunter seemed strangely shocked. More astonished.

Jinhai blinked as he heard his name whispered, quietly and with baited breath. And he realized the cacophony of the courtroom had become a deathly silence. Sifting through his recollections of grandfather Wenyan's speech, Jinhai realized he had missed a crucial details in his ponderings.

Votes in his name were nearly rivalling those put in Lieren's favor. For several terrifying minutes , Jinhai was confused, and felt his skin pale and the blood beneath it freezes, as thousands of eyes slowly settled upon him, as more and more votes were counted for his ascension to royalty. His guile, wit, and intellect all broken down into a jumbled mess of thoughts and panic. Jinhai was no mathematician, but the last region counted would be the Kang, and they would never vote for Lieren's ascension. And by his own count, the span between Lieren's tally and his own could be counted upon his own two hands.

Wheezing and laughing nervously, Jinhai moved to stand, to right this obvious mistake, but as he moved to do so, his eyes settled on a queer sight.

a mere seat away from him, he saw the unremittent glee in Lieren's eyes. His brother and master, stat focusing intently upon his father, nails digging into the arms of the oversized chair he sat in.

Jinhai sighed, and sat back down. Content in the knowledge this was no mistake. Lieren must've not wanted to have been king. Why would he be? All he desires is farming and hunting. All he has accomplished was done because cruel men forced his hand. He remembers how furious he was, when he was named king before, how panicked. How frightened. Jinhai was not certain how Lieren to sway so many to vote for him instead, as he was not as devilishly cunning as him, but he was soothed that he had.

Lieren always had a plan, he never acted without purpose. there must be a purpose for this as well, even if it is impossible for me to comprehend. Jinhai smiled serenely and settled in his chair as he closed his eyes and reflected on the grand irony of the situation and...perhaps one reason for Lieren to manipulate the vote in his own favor.

Perhaps this had been his plan to begin with. Perhaps it was repayment for Jinhai's friendship and deeds. Or perhaps, just perhaps, it was so non may say he betrayed the Gao, as Jinhai would no be given the privledge and position necessary to wed his beloved Daiyu.

Who was now as blank faced as the rest of the crowd, except His brother guard's men, the Vishnu, and Dandan, who was laughing herself sick next to a sleeping Shan.

With a final sigh, Jinhai bowed his head, and abandoned his life as a simple guardsman.
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>>4878735

With a shaking voice, Wenyan proclaimed to the gathered crowd of all walks and ladders of life a phrase that would echo down history and shape the future of the kingdom to come.

"Jinhai, senior guard of Lieren of Nothing's personal guard, Valiant general and leader of the rebellion, pioneer of the Carp style. The forth king of war, the son of the sea, the Unseen Azure wind...has won the vote. And shall be named king and successor to the celestial throne, he shall granted all of the responsibilities, gravess and privledges of royalty and become to first king of his dynasty!" Wenyan proclaimed, hands shaking as they clung to the final ballots like a raptor's talons "Long may he reign?"

Jinhai did not move, Lieren alone stood and stand, clapping his hands and laughing gregariously. Jinhai kept his head bowed, as his brothers in arms, and fellow generals and the Vishnu chiefs joined him. It took time for the crowd to join in, more out of shock and following those around them.

Most were too shocked to yet acknowledge reality, and stared blankly ahead as the heaven's were split by a giant's merry laughter.
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You had begun packing your necessitates into your largest and most expansive satchels and travel bags, when two guards entered the train car you had been dwelling in for a week's span. Sighing, you rise to your full height, and look down upon the two men. Like the majority of the pilgrims and observers of Jinhai's ascension, their faces are pale and hollow with a mortal shock, their eyes bulging from their eyes as they stare at nothing in particular.

Confusion fills to their expressions as they look at you, and their jaws fall agape and hang there as they try to speak their great shock, but only groan. Eventually, they find their tongues and one of them steps forward, rifle raised like a spear.

"Ki..Lor..Lieren of Nothing! The most auspicious, merciful, wise, benevolent, virtuous and prominent King...Jinhai of the yet unnamed dynasty has deeee" The man says as he raises his head to look you in the eyes "Reeeequested your presence forthwith!"

The man bow's his head so suddenly, he knocks himself unconscious upon the table in front of him. You click your tongue, and nod.

Perhaps he has seen through your deception? only Feng and yourself have sharper eyes than Jinhai, after all.
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>>4878737

How shall you respawn, Lieren
>Apologize profusely and tell the remaining guard that you have a prior obligation to fulfill, and shall earnestly plead for the king's pardon when you return from your buisness
> OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion!
>Cheekily proclaim "Ah but I am no noble, nor am I general, the one man of noble blood who employed me is long dead! am I truly worthy of a king's audience? Besides! Who upon Shangrala could force me to heed his summons? HAR!"
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
>Write in
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>>4878716
>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!"
Found in thread #8

>>4878738
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
>Write in
BROOOOOOOO! We got yo back homie! Now you can marry Daiyu and no one can say nothing about it!
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>>4878738
Not sure why or how I wrote respawn instead of respond. But now I'm just imagining Lieren bursting into flames like a phoenix, rising from the ashes and casually continuing on like nothing happened
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>>4878738
> Cheekily proclaim "Ah but I am no noble, nor am I general, the one man of noble blood who employed me is long dead! am I truly worthy of a king's audience? Besides! Who upon Shangrala could force me to heed his summons? HAR!"
> Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.

>>4878757
For them, it's a scene of wonder and horror. For Lieren, it's a Tuesday.
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>>4878738
> Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.

Gotta back up our bro and hell need all the help he can get
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>>4878768
Oh now that is just fantastic. Great work, I adore it.
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>>4878768
Fucking sides entered orbit, you magnificent sunovabitch.
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>>4878738
>Cheekily proclaim we are not worthy
>Approach Jinhai as we always have, congratulate him on winning and his new wife plans.
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We should congratulate Daiyu as well. She's come a long way, and now she's in a position to ensure men like her father never rise to power again.
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>>4878738

> Cheekily proclaim "Ah but I am no noble, nor am I general, the one man of noble blood who employed me is long dead! am I truly worthy of a king's audience? Besides! Who upon Shangrala could force me to heed his summons? HAR!"
> Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.

Make sure he knows we'll be there for him and tell him his Empress while giving him a wink will be a capable woman whom will help him bare the crowns weight.
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>>4878780
Delightfully devilish anon
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> Shit's gonna get crazy when we finally confront Khorne's emissary on Shangrala
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>>4878787
We cannot forgive him for making Ananya cry.
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"Ill just blam myself Commissioner, its ok I understand"
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>>4878813
Kitten would be so proud.
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>>4878807
"I WILL DEFEAT YOU! FOR MY FATHER! FOR SHANGRALA! AND TO PROTECT HER SMILE!!"
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>>4878768
>>4878813
Great job
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>>4878583
Great too
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>>4878738
> Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance

We are here for him of course. Though we need to check out what s happening in the East.

It s kind of sad we had never let jin or others partecipate in our fights against evil (for them at least, since they really want to help us). But it s impossible for them to partecipate, the risk on their lives is just too great.
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I, for one, hope we can save Angron and Perturbo. Leading a Crusade alongside them could allow Lieren to address their hurts and give them a chance to embrace a bit more humanity.
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>>4878877
Why not try to create some daemon-killing, anti-sorcery weapons?
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>>4878899
That could be a good idea for next write ins. Something like this for example (this isn t a vote just an example):

>Write in
- Begin a deep reformation and modernization of the army. From equipment, command structure, tactics and more.
- Fortify and garrison further the borders.
- Begin the creation of prototype spirit killing weapons, that can be used by humans.
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>>4878738
> OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion!
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
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>>4878912
You don't think that they would be having the wedding so soon would you?
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>>4878909
Well my ideas on making weapons for the gods to fear is we’d research the warpstone and find a way to refine it, maybe using Lieren’s flaming soul for forging, using the Journey and Null Denouncement seal, or using whatever knowledge Magnus teaches Lieren in the construction.
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>>4878738
> OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion!
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
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>>4878738
>> Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
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>>4878738
>Cheekily proclaim "Ah but I am no noble, nor am I general, the one man of noble blood who employed me is long dead! am I truly worthy of a king's audience? Besides! Who upon Shangrala could force me to heed his summons? HAR!"
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
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>>4878921
Oooohh, shaping and refining Warpstone using Lieren's incandescent Will and pure Intent as anvil and hammer. I like it.
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>>4878737
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
> OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion!
We are having a constant stream of happy updates, with Little Chen and Sandip, Kanzeon's glee and now Jinhai's chance to marry Daiyu.
Also he really wants that wingsuit, doesn't he?
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>>4878970
He wants to FLY

Though a few people talking about weddings makes me think that this little git is going to propose to Daiyu at his coronation. So
>>4878775
I'll add
>The wedding!
to my prior vote.
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>>4878583
>>4878768
>>4878813
Kek.
Memes are what empowers quests, and you have ensured we are strong enough for the next crisis.
That will happen very soon, everything is just TOO good right now.
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>>4878738
>>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
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Jinhai, my friend, know that this is no trick or Dastardly plan for us to be truly in control, you are among the pinnacle of what normal humanity, of which I am shamefully not, has to offer. You will be a great king for I have seen your soul with my very eyes, and I wish for you to know, that I will forever be in your service, my king (lieren bows to Jinhai)
....now give daiyu the dick, we need some heirs and I wanna be an uncle!!!
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>>4879084
Lieren you have over 350 nephews and nieces. How many more times do you want to be an uncle?!
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>>4878738
>>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
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>>4879134
Do you qualify the number of breaths that a man must take to live his life, Does one know how many heartbeats one will ever get along his life's journey, Can anyone ever say how many smiles and joyful occasions a person needs to claim to have lived a life worth living!?

Do not ask such foolish questions jinhai, I want a little neice and nephew sometime within the next year, get to it!
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>>4879156
>I'm going off to Huang to investigate the disapearaces, by the the time I get back there better be at least one running around and another in the oven!
Tge reason why Lieren likes motherly women is because he is fatherly.
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>>4879163
I can't wait until we get to bond with our astatres sons, and by get to bond I meant uplifting entire sectors and burning Commorragh to the ground.
How do you think our legion will react to Kanzeon?
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>>4879187
>How do you think our legion will react to Kanzeon?
They will be tucked into bed and she will read them bedtime stories of course.
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>>4879230

Speaking of ships and how our sons will react. What are our thoughts on the Gloriana ship we are going to get? I like the name Prosperity of Shangrila. My inspiration was the Macrages Honour.
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>>4879275
How insipid a name, how unpoetic!

Great Bringer of prosperity, wandering the sea of stars from noble Shangrila!
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>>4879275
Why dream so low?
It's not only Shanrala that deserves prosperity, but all of the Imperium.
No, all of existence must become prosperous!
Hope shipfu doesn't become jealous of the new capital ship
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>>4879291
Swordstorm (White Scars Legion)
Hrafnkel (Space Wolves Legion)
Eternal Crusader (Imperial Fists Legion)
Red Tear (Blood Angels Legion)
Fist of Iron (Iron Hands Legion)
Macragge's Honour (Ultramarines Legion)
Flamewrought (Salamanders Legion)
Shadow of the Emperor (Raven Guard Legion)
Pride of the Emperor (Emperor's Children Legion)
Iron Blood (Iron Warriors Legion)
Nightfall (Night Lords Legion)
Conqueror (World Eaters Legion)
Endurance (Death Guard Legion)
Photep (Thousand Sons Legion)
Vengeful Spirit (Sons of Horus Legion)
Fidelitas Lex (Word Bearers Legion)
Alpha (Alpha Legion)
Beta (Alpha Legion)

How many of these names are actually that inspired? Is may name really that out of place seeing as how the white scars ship is named sword storm and the alpha legions ship is named alpha?
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>>4878738
> OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance
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>>4879275
I like "Benevolence," myself.
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>>4879334
Anon, I will now refer you to this line, in this post >>4874012 specifically.

>Recalling a technique magnus gave to you named "Levitation", which is an off shoot of the "telekinesis" discipline he has taught you, you pull yourself through the window, and realize just how insipid the names sound.

And then the end result.
>"Spirit's touch: Eight graces Cloud walking" Or maybe "Spirit's touch: Heavenly cloud walking"

And hope that you may see with unclouded eyes the jest and reference to which I have made my statement in.
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>>4879377

Gatcha. I just balked at the idea of all the space a long poetic name would take upon the hull.
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>>4879387
It's a gloriana.
If there is one thing it has, is space.
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>>4879387
Just do what we did for the theoritical name of Sgangrala's regiment.
It's Benelovence in Azure and Plum Wings, but everyone (that's not Yan) would cal Benevolent' Wings.
>>4879291
So in this case the informal name would be somethig like Bringer of Prosperity.
>>4879373
Fuck off Liu Bei, don't you have a firstborn to kick down the stairs?
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>>4878768
BEGONE THOT!
>>4878787
>>4878807
>>4878833
Asura's Wrath intensifies.
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>>4878738
> OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion!
>Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.
>Inform Jinhai of the troubles we shall be investigating.
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A few ideas I had for the Gloriana.
> The Herald of Justice
> Hou Yi's Arrow
> The Relentless Pursuit
> Chariot of Light
> The Aegis of Man
> Tyrants Bane
> The Prince of Panthers
> New Dawn
> The Beacon of Truth
> Spear of Shangrala
> The Flame of Hope
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>>4879494
Do we know about the current state of our ethereal being? Because Paradox Soul is a good name too.
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>>4879632
Eternal wellspring of puryfing flames for maximum flowery bullshit.
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I want to try creating psyber familiar out of horses. Anyone else interested in the idea?
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>>4879754
Breed a psyker horse and that can work.
Otherwise the only one I know are the Gyrinx.
Also it's not like we are that attached to horses anyway. We have a lot of panther symbology, and the old Oxen too.
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>>4879719
Long, purple prose-y names will be to us and our legion as "wolf" is to Leman and his.
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>>4879770
That's space china for you.
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>>4879770
Dorn is going to hate us.
>>4879719
Actually, it can become worse, how doea Eternal Wellspring of Puryfing Flames Emanating from a Paradoxical Soul of Golden Will sounds?
But the best possible name we could give is either just Wenyan, or the name of our brother, the one that our pod killed when landing.
I still feel bad about it.
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What if we were to name our Gloriana something like Garden of Jade, or after our home of Nothing?
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>>4879826
Actually, just don't give it a name.
That way it's name after Nothing.
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>>4879790
>the one that our pod killed when landing
Our pod squished a guy? Shit, I don't remember that at all. RIP that guy, I guess.
>>4879826
>Garden of Jade
I still want Lieren to pick up penjing. I think it'd be a good way to bond with Peter Turbo.
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>>4879494
>Shadow-of-Sundered-Stars
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>>4879931
from the first thread:
>And to these laymen, your arrival was a calamity. And would have destroyed the village in its entirety, if not for them being forced back to remain on the devastated land, to salvage what little was left and rebuild on the pain of torturous death. Their fields and the lands they worked had been torn asunder by what to their eyes seemed to be the wrathful fist of a god. And such was the labor taken to restore what remained of their homes and to bury those who had been so unfortunate to live in the path of the comet, that they had no mind to investigate what had caused such destruction. Until long after you had awoken, and they found merely a metal egg that none of them could make sense of.
>"Protection, it is how it has always been. We have never grown fat, but we had enough to live, but this year, we were met by great tragedy, our fields erupted and cracked open, killing many of us, many of our" He says, eyes wetting with tears as his tone begins to lower, cracking as he nearly cries from merely remembering what had happened "Youngsters, our grown sons and daughters, and when we tried to leave for greener pastures to escape the memory and devastation"
>Wise Wenyan helped and counseled him on this task, having been alive long enough to know a bit of everything, though the young primarch didn't require his assistance, he grew fond of the elderly man, who he had come to view as something akin to a father, and Wenyan had began to see him as another son, in place of the one he had lost in the great tragedy.
Our pod landed right in the middle of the fields and flattened a bunch of people, including our adopted father Wenyan actual son.
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>>4879761
I said it before, but Lieren's personal life goal would amount to making a petting zoo.
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>>4879972
I wonder how that all slipped my mind. I thought that Wenyan's wife and biological child were killed by Gao-induced famine, clearly I need to go back through the archives. Maybe we should build a monument in the middle of the crash site for the people who died there?

Also, and entirely unrelatedly, I want a scholar's rock made of warpstone. Meditate on it and we'll hopefully be able to explore the options we didn't take so we could chat with Magnus.
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>>4880064
Better to not mediatate with warpstones, otherwise the shit rats will appear.
And we don't have enough mousetraps to deal with their cancer.
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>>4880088
We'll have to limit our meditation to rooms filled with cats, then. A true and unabashed shame we don't have a bevy of anthropomorphic felines lying around... A perfect counter to shit rats if ever I've seen one.
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>>4880189
>A true and unabashed shame we don't have a bevy of anthropomorphic felines lying around
We have 285 of them actually.
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>>4880206
He is being ironic anon
>>4880189
Good, the only thing those rodent fuckers deserve is complete genocide.
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>>4880214
I want to find Voormis during the Crusade, for no other reason than to curbstomp those rodentine shits and kick the nascent Great Horned Rat in his gestating warp-god balls. And to bring prosperity to the oppressed people of the world, of course. Maybe we can take it as a muster world. Maybe Malal will give us something shiney and chrome for finding all three of the other starter worlds.
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>>4880240
> Find the other starter planets
> Voormis; horrible jungle world where men are prey to all manner of monsters
> Carib 4; constantly stormwracked hellhole where man desperately fights to survive the storms and hungry cthonic kaiju
> Bravan Prime; basically the first decade of the 1900's in Europe, with every demographic and group at each other's throats

If we have to choose, Voormis has my vote. Exterminating monsters and uplifting poor tribespeople with his sons sounds like an excellent bonding period for Lieren.
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Lieren Tyrant's Bane,
Behold the Gold eyed giant,
The Hunter in mists.
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I didn't realise that the tiger folk had four arms. Damn we gotta make sure to teacht hem how to fight with weapons.

Use gun-kata and dual wield swords at the same time.
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>>4879334
Why not name our Gloriana ship The Bringer of Prosperity?
Friend of the Pauper
Bountiful Gift?
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>>4880468
What about "Benevolence on Golden Wings"?
It's flowery enough to be a Yan title, and it's a loose reference to one of our monikers.
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>>4880512
I thought that name was taken already. One of our future IG divisions?
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>>4880515
I thought they were called "Benevolence on Wings of Azure and Plum"
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the late update, sleep schedule is fucked.

Approach Jinhai as you always have, with the warmth of a mentor, comrade, and friend and ask what it is he requires of you. You did promise you'd "abdicate" to whoever was named king, and Jinhai will need guidance.:15

Tell Jinhai, he can now marry Daiyu without scandal or insult: 1

Cheekily proclaim "Ah but I am no noble, nor am I general, the one man of noble blood who employed me is long dead! am I truly worthy of a king's audience? Besides! Who upon Shangrala could force me to heed his summons? HAR!": 4

OF COURSE! The wedding! How could you call yourself Jinhai's sworn brother, if you are not by his side for such a momentous occasion!:7

Make sure he knows we'll be there for him and tell him his Empress while giving him a wink will be a capable woman whom will help him bare the crowns weight: 1

Jinhai, my friend, know that this is no trick or Dastardly plan for us to be truly in control, you are among the pinnacle of what normal humanity, of which I am shamefully not, has to offer. You will be a great king for I have seen your soul with my very eyes, and I wish for you to know, that I will forever be in your service, my king: 1

Inform Jinhai of the troubles you shall be investigating: 1

Begin a deep reformation and modernization of the army. From equipment, command structure, tactics and more.: 1

Fortify and garrison further the borders.: 1

Begin the creation of prototype spirit killing weapons, that can be used by humans.:1

Total votes:16

So Lieren shall approach Jinhai as he always has before, casually and warmly, as his brother and mentor. And ask what is required of him before ceremonially abdicating to him.

He shall also not so subtly bring up the matter of marriage and promise to attend Jinhai's own, with a sly smile.

Writing now.

>>4879425
Well, just Look at "in your belief"'s lyrics.

> what were your piercing eyes looking at?

> You are the flame that burns the world I know, your kindness will burn this world and char the frozen time

>>4878813
Ooooh, A gif. Love the scars on this one, and that cocky grin. Might have something to do with Lieren trolling the three daemon's he's encountered thus far, basically.

>>4880447
They can have four arms. Not all of them do. For example Sandip and Avinash have four arms, Ananya does not. And yes, tiger women can have four arms. It's just that of the thus far three named Tiger students, the two with four arms happen to be boys.
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>>4880525
In your belief would make for a neat song when we inevitably must face one of our brothers.

Or a meteorite
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"Such summons are well within his regal authority and privledge, send a messenger telling that I shall heed his request and enter his court to hear his commands and obey with the utmost haste" You say, humbly bending your knees to become nearer to the quaking guard standing before you. He imagined you'd take umbrage at being called away from the ever mysterious business you habitually undertake and vanish to see carried out.

Smiling and averting your direct gaze from the man, in the wayward hope he'll be set at ease by the gesture. Whistling as you breath in, you glance towards the open window by your side and feel a sudden and somewhat mischievous impulse. Allowing your smile to grow to a grin, you stand to your full height and adjust your posture, retrieving a fan from the nearby table and using it to hide the expression of childish glee growing across your features.

"And be certain to congratulate the king for winning the people's hearts and votes, for his ascension, and the ceremony to come. Truly we are in a time of auspicious blessings" You proclaim to the now utterly baffled guardsmen as you fan yourself in a manner you've directly copied from Qian Xia. Some would call it overtly feminine, but the elegance of the fan's motions must be admired.

"To think a virtuous king would be crowned, and within the same season, he'd find himself a worthy bride whose heart resonates with his own sublime benevolence!" You laugh, adopting a somewhat dainty posture, puffing your chest outwards as you continue to fan yourself "Such good fortune can only signify the prosperity of the coming era! Blessings of heavenly providence shall flow from the king's court down through every corner of the kingdom, into every home! A cleansing rain, to wash away the ashes of war and tragedies of the past! Truly we live in the most bountiful times, my friend"

"Do you insist that I tell him all you have said? or is your acceptance of our exalted monarchs request and your most graceful congratulations sufficient?" The man asks, his stuttering and jilted manner of speech irritating you. His forced formalities and overt politeness are grating upon the senses. So you close you fan suddenly, knowing the snap will startle the timid man.

Lashing your arm out in his directions, you swing it upwards as if to strike him, before gently bringing it down to aim its end at his heart and pivot around to face him directly once more. To greet him with most genial smile you can manage, closing your eyes to complete the look of a harmless uncle or grandfather.

"Just my lauding of his ascension and acceptance of his command shall suffice, I was merely musing upon the numerous fortuitous windfalls that have come our nation's way, sir" You say, chuckling airily as you step around the man, opening your fan once more to idly make us of it
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>>4880566

"Though I may arrive to him before the messenger is sent to make my response and acknowledgement known! But that is no reason to ignore the proper procedure, after all, we would not wish so thoughtlessly insult our newly crown lord, would we not?"

The man stares blankly, mouth open as his mind struggles to find a response to your odd manner and unexpected subservience. Perhaps he expected you to be outraged by the outcome of the election? Though you had made your distaste of bearing an imperial title well known. Some men are just willfully death, though they were born with ears.

Sighing, you continue to fan yourself, as you march through the quiet streets of the capital city with a merry bounce to your step and a steady and unbroken pace. Seems the shock of your defeat is slowly wearing out, as men pull down hung depictions of Fog Panther carrying bleeding foxes in their maw with hastily drawn images of a dull scaled carp taking to the skies and becoming a magnificent dragon, scaled in azure, plum, alabaster and shimmering gold. Amusingly enough, you pass by some very irritated men, smelting down the coinage they had prepared bearing your likeness and tearing down the statue they had erected of you, dressed in imperial regalia.

While you hate to see their efforts wasted, it is for the better, and you make a mental note to find a way to repay these unfortunates who prepared for a future you could not allow to pass. But it may serve as a lesson to them, to not build the cart before the wheels. Lifting your head, you pass by a flock of young girls and maidens watching the passing of a party of Vishnu warriors. And spot to your delight, the daughter and father who were hunted and enslaved nearby, shopping for sweets. Such joy falters, as you see the man struggle to hold his bowl of sugared fruit in his malformed hand, but the aid his daughter provides him brings tears to your golden eyes.

Lifting your fan to greet them, the girl and her father wave to you happily, the man who remained human though his body was twisted into that of a monster grinning widely and in struggled Yan, proclaiming for even the heavens to here

"Though you may not be my king! You are my savior! Benevolent Lieren, know my debt towards you can never be repaid!" He cries out, as his eyes glisten with tears. His daughter is crying as well. Hiding your face with your fan once more, you continue onto your trek to the one courthouse that serves as a temporary court for Jinhai's family and courtiers.

Smells of roasting and stewed fish fill the spring air, mixing with the aroma's of pollen and wetted soil. A soothing breeze, cooled by the water's of nearby lakes caresses' your cheeks and you once more reflect upon the peace that has been achieved. How pleasant this day is, perhaps a poem should be written to preserve its beauty forevermore?
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The courthouse's theater is lit by a combination of electric lights and oil fed lanterns.
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>>4880568

Unlit candles line the bannisters and steps, and streams of cloth bearing tenants and teachings of the Journey flutter upon the draft let in by the open windows. Cast in the radiant rays of the sun, and veiled by mist and smoke, Jinhai sits upon a chair intended for a man of your size, still dressed in the formal attire designated for a general, colored black in honor of his mentor and pink in reverence of his love. To one side, sits Shirong the Scholar, diligently copying every word spoken in the proceedings of the new dynasty's first held court. While Cao Yunru sits at his other side, serving as a silent advisor as the yet uncrowned King sits somewhat wearily upon his unlacquered, undecorated and unpainted throne.

The Old fox is kneeling before him, dressed in humble robes more befitting a monk. Wool dyed yellow and bleached white, his head shaved in a show of honest repentance. To his side, kneels his son, who has cut away all of the hair upon his head except for a bound tail hanging at the end of his scalp. Observing the events, you can see Dai Gang, smoldering next to Xue Liang, who judging from his expression used the secret entrusted to him to trick the heir of the turtles into making losing bet. Daiyu sits alone, her outward expression quietly stunned, yet in her eyes you can see her scheming restlessly. Yin Jie sits besides his son Yin Delun, besides Yin Huizong's eldest and mourning daughter and his eldest son, who seemed frightened that Kamakshi, who must've demanded an audience herself, would devour him to his bones. Lord Lai is also presently, and in a heated debate with Kang Shan, while Lai song laughs in his usual boisterous manner.

The newly named Lord Luo and Lady Huang stand side by side, hands intertwined. They are younger than Jinhai and Feng, Nearer to Luli or Xiaowen in age, and are clearly smitten with each other. They are humble beauties, who have not wasted their natural handsomeness to gluttony or a foolish pursuit of vanity via pointless starvation. Yet, your blood boils at the sights of their eyes, dredging up the memories of the dearest companions of that worm of Gao. However, the glance settles the reawoken disgust, as you can see nothing in their hearts but a serene love and humble gratitude

For a moment, your presence is unnoted, as you move silently in to the shadows linger outside of the sun's radiance.

"We accept the demand of the merciful and virtuous King Long-Jia Jinhai, that the capital of the Long-Jia Kingdom shall be removed from the former Yan family's territory and moved instead to the province of Gao" Yan Zihao says quietly, showing his subservience by crossing his arm over his chest and kneeling forward "For the continued prosperity of the Long-Jia People, we shall give our loyalty and pledge our house as vassals to the kingdom, as it is said may the spoils go to the conquerer"
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>>4880570

"I am pleased you would permit my selfish desire, Yan Zihao. it is for the best that the Long-Jia kings remove themselves from the resentment building towards the past and find new fields to cultivate the bounty of this new dawn" Jinhai says in a gentle manner, his choice of words and emphasis showing he is doing all he can to match the regality imposed upon him though his words carry the same distance as he has always spoken with and reveal the curiosity that has never once left his heart.

Jinhai raises his head, as he perceives you judging the manner of which he holds himself, and you spot him grinning toothily beneath the sun's glow.

"Ah Brother Lieren of Nothing, you have at last joined our proceedings. How lucky I am to have caught you before you vanished into the fog like a fading dream!' He proclaims, clapping his hands together as Lord Luo, Lady Huang, Yin Jie and Lord Lai are nearly startled from their seats as they suddenly become aware of your presence.

"Why would I deny my brother and friend my company? My presence would only be requested if you had reason to call me. Thus, I realized you must require something from me, or that there is a command I must carry out in your service. And I must say, Jinhai, already you give off the presence of a great ruler. It is as if I am beholding a figure of myth" You say joyously, speaking to him casually and without trepidation "Though, I would remind you to mind you posture less men come to think you indolent"

Jinhai chuckles and does just that, righting his posture and sitting as straight as a bamboo stalk rather than lounging lazily upon his throne.

"My exhaustion had dulled my sense of etiquette brother! and you are as keen as ever, I see. Yes, there is a matter I wish to discuss with you at some length" Jinhai says genially, his words popping with his joy to see you "Namely to offer an esteemed position within my court or service, as there are several offices left open by your latest..."

He tilts his head, motioning his hand to the ropes that once held the bodies of criminals, rogues, and villains alike.

"Pruning has left unattended" He says lightheartedly "or those offices I've been advised to create wholesale! That the Yan courts lacked entirely"

"And here I thought I would be called to plan the coming wedding" you playfully, tease, hopping nearer to Daiyu to make the implications clear. The Black Jade of house Gao shoots you a glare beneath her black eyeliner, but maintains a mask of cordiality "I had already devised a ceremony of unequaled excellence and grace"

Jinhai's face returns to its natural state of softly carved stone

"Perhaps when such an occasion comes around, my excitable friend" Jinhai says, hiding his embarrassment with stoicism "And when more pressing matters have been discussed, such as your interest in the vanished villages of the Huang region"
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>>4880572

Lady Huang's eyes widen to rival the sun in size, and she turns to face you flabbergasted. You are not surprised, Jinhai must've noticed your concern when he relayed his reports to you over the radio. Most of the other attendants are similarly amazed by what must seem to them a sign that Jinhai is nearly as observant as yourself. Or perhaps possessing the gift of foresight

"You caught me before I traveled the mists to cast aside the mystery surrounding that incident, how perceptive of you, Lord Long-Jia" You say with a ponderous bow, pressing one hand to your chest as you offer the other's open palm to Jinhai "The matter concerns me greatly, considering the life I've led"

"We will discuss the matter of your appointment to higher office after you have solved this myster, brother Lieren" Jinhai says solemnly "Lady Huang had brought the matter to Imperial attentions moments ago, if you wish, the reports and evidence collected shall be given to your peerless scrutiny and then you may decide which if any office presented to you you'll accept the position of"

You rise and stand to your full height, straightening your back as you lash an arm outwards, dramatically swiping it through the air with such cutting rapidity the air surrounding it shrieks. Clenching your hand into a fist you fall to one knee, and raise your head to look above Jinhai. All in a show meant to amuse your friend, which succeeds, judging by smirk he wears at the sight of your overblown dramatics.

"As you demand, my majesty!" You shout, before standing, turning on your heel and approaching the newly named Lord Luo and lady Huang. They gawk at you as if you've suddenly turned as black as pitch while the golden waters of your eyes had darkened to red.

"Lady Huang, I must humbly request your assistance in this endeavor of mine" You quietly ask, kneeling to look into her eyes. The two noble paramours take a moment to comprehend the man who brutally cut down their predecessors is speaking to them most courteously
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Reviewing and examining the written accounts and crude maps drawn by those who've investigate this quiet crisis prior to yourself, have revealed to you a number of locations where you are most likely to find answers to. The ones bearing the strangest accounts and surrounded by the queerest of Circumstances. With the knowledge that the answers you seek may slip from your grasp if you follow the wrong leagues and that the truth may fade upon the winds should you fail to investigate the correct location quickly enough, weighs heavily upon your mind.

With Zian and Rong, given to accompany you on this task by Jinhai, you once more study the empty villages you've selected as being most likely to bear the fruit you seek.
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>>4880575

Which Village will you travel to in search of answers before your quarry's trail runs cold, Lieren?

>Orange blossom peak, where travelers reported strange lights glowing throughout many nights and "Ghostly" figures wandering its outskirts

>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.

>Serene Moon, where a survivor was found muttering of living shadows and nightdevils. Half of the village is a burnt ruin, the other has been swallowed by a flood.

>Celestial Maiden's Laughter, where urchins and vagabonds claim to have heard the whispers and wails of the vanished. And where a single bloody head was found lain in the center of the town.

>write in?
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>>4880578
>Dark crescent gorge, the village was left completely empty over the span of a moments, as explained by a tao merchant who was approaching the town from so far away. The fog swirled like ghosts had passed without bodies and the walls were chipped and cut through with paper sized wounds. Though there was much blood and screaming within a span of 3 minutes it took to approach, they were all gone.
>The merchants only sighting of who did it, was a glossy Beatle which stood as a man, topped in a horses tail
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>>4880578
>write in?
KILL SKAVEN!
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>>4880578
>>Serene Moon, where a survivor was found muttering of living shadows and nightdevils. Half of the village is a burnt ruin, the other has been swallowed by a flood.
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>>4880578
>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.
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>>4879275
>>4879291
>>4879373
>>4879719
>>4879826
>>4879830
If not the Gloriana, then at least one of the ships Lieren's chapter gets ought to be named "Journeyman".
Don't ask me to make the name more flowery, I can't wrap my head around such a naming scheme.
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>>4880578
>>Orange blossom peak, where travelers reported strange lights glowing throughout many nights and "Ghostly" figures wandering its outskirts
Could be xenos? It's hard to pick, honestly, they all have a draw, especially Serene Moon. A half-drowned half-burnt villiage seems like it could've earned the ire of everyone's favorite paradox god.
>>4880637
>Journeyman
Thoroughly based. Hyperflowery Shangralan language conventions are all well and good, but we will need to adapt to the culture of the society we're gonna have to join.
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>>4880578
>write in?

>Horns Respite
A farming village in a valley where after a misty night all the villagers were found upon likes of bronze yet the goats unharmed watching....those who stayed the night to investigate met the same date and yet the goats remain chews grass watching people avoid them as blood and bodies become cold...a hunger said to be in their gaze
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>>4880652
Maybe I should tone it back to just heads on pikes....I just what khorne to complete the set lol
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>>4880578
>Celestial Maiden's Laughter, where urchins and vagabonds claim to have heard the whispers and wails of the vanished. And where a single bloody head was found lain in the center of the town.
Smells like Khorne, we should try to gain some experience against them before we deal with the Vishnu.
I'm also adding a second vote for my second candidate
>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.
It's either Chen's spirit, or a Daemon trying to use his appearance. We can't ket that stand.
>>4880590
Patience friend, their time will come.
Their kind litter Voormis, we shall find it, and make sure to clean it all.
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>>4880660
>>4880654
>>4880652
Actually, I will change to this anon, he had the same idea, and his write-in makes sure we are dealing with khorne.
How about making the heads be scalped and the pikes be of bronze?
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>>4880578
supporting >>4880652
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>>4880578
>>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.
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>>4880578
>>Serene Moon, where a survivor was found muttering of living shadows and nightdevils. Half of the village is a burnt ruin, the other has been swallowed by a flood.
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>>4880578
>>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.
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We really need to prepare our sect to combat sorcerers and daemons.
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>>4880578

>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.
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>Stubborn Ox's rest, where a unit of soldiers armed with firearms has failed to report after investigating the village's silence.
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>>4880578
> Stubborn Ox's Rest
> Celestial Maiden's Laughter
Either one of these sounds like the work of a blood cult under the influence of a Khornate daemon.

Orange Blossom Peak and Serene Moon sounds like they might be strong hauntings or where the veil is thinner. Maybe Gouhzi and the more capable Wanderers can take a closer look (carefully and obfuscated, of course) while Lieren is occupied?
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Aside from combating malevolent daemons and corruption of the natural, what do you think our standard policies regarding Xenos should be? I tend to imagine that minor species like Jokaero (the idiot-savant space orangutans) might be welcomed, and Exodite colonies allowed to remain in peace under strict non-interference orders.

I also think we might be considered unusual for our acceptance of Abhumans, but that *also* may make Lieren the Patron of loyal mutants and others.

ALSO, who do we think the 2nd Legion will bond with the most (aside from human auxiliaries)?
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>>4881360
I kind of envision that Lieren and his sons don't *hate* different forms of Life. It's the cruel and corrupt that are to be burned away, like clearing away strangling parasitic vines so new clean growth can blossom.
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>>4881360
Calm down Emperor.
>>4881351
If the Xenos had contact with humanity and didn't backstab during the collapse, them they are to be found as allies.
Traitors and tyrants will get the ropes.
Anyone else can be a small protectorate prohibitted from expanding, unless they manage to maje a really convinceing argument, than they can get a shitty extra planet or something.
So the exodadites can keep on chilling in peace, the deldar need to be killed on sight, and the craftworlds nedd to learn how to actually do diplomacy to be treated seriously, because they act like the Kang and everyone hates them.
The monke are to be protected at all costs.
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>>4881351
Trust not the alien too live. You FOOL.
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>>4881399
Tyranids are little more than beasts to be hunted.
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>>4881392
There's a few peaceful Xenos we could have as nominal allies; the Demiurg for example, and the Diasporex (who were a nomadic space-faring civilization of humans and xenos who banded together to escape the predations of shits like Drukhari and Orks).

Intercession on behalf of the Interex could also be interesting, as they were well aware of 'Kaos' and it's dangers.
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>>4881399
>>4881413
The Nids are a whole different can of snakes. The only way to deal with them is Extermination, lest they devour everything.
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>>4881431
All peaceful and maybe useful xenos have to be at maximum protectorates with just a few systems.
Most Xenos are absolute cunts who got what they deserved, but even the chill ones could very easily rebel if they aren't restrictes.
Also one of the racea of the interex were Nurgle workshippers, that the Chao Gods basically sacrificed in order to be able to corrupt Horus, so we got to always be at a look out.
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>>4881351
Anyone that is reasonable and not evil, should be okay. The imperium made several minor alien species in protectorates if they wheren t a problem of any kind to them. Most aliens just died, because they wheren t able to be either reasonable or not evil.

Of course some where probably just sitting on a ton of resources, and other valuable things and just died for that without any talk.

Exodite and craftworlds maybe. It depends on how they present themselves to us and how us to them. If they want, we can make peace and sign official treaties. If not, war will be inevitable if we don t have something official for peace.

Honestly, beside humans auxiliaries and abhumans, i don t think mechanicus will be looked well upon. Maybe some knight houses though.

So one or more of the other legions that are similar to our own for believes same for their primarch: salamanders, raven guard and other ones.
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>Lieren to human purists: Don't ever talk to me and my 285 kids again
Imagine

>>4881351
Beneficial species like the super monkeys will probably be given more benefits if they continue to be beneficial to the Imperium, while the Exodites will require some greasing. Maybe see if we can get some knowledge out of them, or have them become naturalist guardians.

>>4881360
>Sterilized
Might be too much for Lieren. THat's kinda fucked. Eldar can't even breed that fast.

>>4881455
We might be able to negotiate with some of the more radical members of the mechanicum to use more eco friendly power sources. It wouldn't be that hard. Those giant geothermic power plants for Hivecities for example?
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>>4881634
Why not try to recycle/convert the waste somehow rather than try to force extensive changes?
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>>4881662
That would work too. Maybe some secondary facilities that processes the waste produced by other facilities into something more clean.
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>>4881399
Our best bet in terms of "beating" them is stopping the Pharos incident from ever happening, ensuring that they starve out in the void between galaxies. If the Pharos Beacon is lit, we do Kryptmann's tactic of treating them like a wildfire and use controlled burns, but with life-supporting planets. Stopping before they come? Maybe. Stopping once coming? If we're incredibly lucky and uncharacteristically willing to burn trillions of innocents. Conquering? Absolutely not.
>>4881634
>We might be able to negotiate with some of the more radical members of the mechanicum to use more eco friendly power sources. It wouldn't be that hard.
>Dude, change fundamental aspects of your religion for the plants and animals, my dad's the ruler of everything so you have to. What? You're one of the few organizations keeping the Crusade going? Maybe you didn't hear me.
Just because we don't like grimdark doesn't mean nobody else does. At best we'll get a fleetwide sect of green energy cogboys. Even a forgeworld is too much to reasonably expect. The idea of the whole Mechanicum building air and sea turbines instead of holy promethium refineries is laughable.
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>>4881747
I was wondering...what if our legion/chapter descendants and himan auxiliaries learn how to create a false beacon using the strange light of paradox souls fed by the Journey and Lieren (wherever he may be)? The Tyranids can't resist the allure of a feast, and they could be drawn into the Ork empires or a region of space devoid of life that we can trap it to hell and back.

Also, I realize it's metagaming, but I can't help imagining just how much the course of 40k history can be changed by a genuinely altruistic faction that is open to reason and cooperation. For example, the Craftworlders have every reason to want Matron Isha free, and a legion of Astartes has firepower that they can't ignore.
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>>4881392
No one hates the Kang, especially not lieren.

Fuck you, I will simp for the Kang to my dying breath, they are good honorable people and the only fags who hate them are the "lieren is God and can never make mistakes" fags
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>>4881785
Of course it's easy for a simp like yourself to relate to the Kang, as they too have low-functioning austism.

Everyone dislikes the Kang, and are forced to tolerate them. The few that defend them, even the Kangz themselves, use a ideal version that don't exist in reality. It is fortunate that they will become culturally become indentical from the rest of the Long-Jia in three generations, so Shangrala will never again have to suffer from their mere existance.
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>>4881774
>what if our legion/chapter descendants and himan auxiliaries learn how to create a false beacon using the strange light of paradox souls fed by the Journey and Lieren
If we ever realize that our existance is bringing an enemy without number to the galaxy, the only in-character option we'd have is suicide.
>I can't help imagining just how much the course of 40k history can be changed by a genuinely altruistic faction that is open to reason and cooperation.
Such a faction would have their offers for aid accepted (by any number of other factions) before being obliterated utterly so they can't help anyone else. The reason altruism doesn't exist on a large scale in canon 40k is because acting in a way that is detrimental to oneself in the 40k Galaxy is pretty much russian roulette. It either kills you or increases the odds of you killing yourself to the point where you don't feel comfortable doing such a thing again. As for marching a legion into Nugle's domain, I fear that's a great way to steal the Death Guard's spot, regardless of intention.
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>>4881747
I wouldn't expect an entire change over night. I was thinking maybe small pushed and reforms.

>>4881851
It would be better to fire Votex torpedoes into his realm so we can send all his daemons to the super warp.
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Okay, so I know this is coming straight out of left field but I think it should be brainstormed in advance. What are some ideas for our legion's name? I'll start Seekers of Truth. Because Fuck Lorgar and Fuck the Emperor.
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>>4881940
But if we open the super eye of error, how are we going to fight super nurgle?
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>>4881942
How about fuck off with this. We don’t need to rename our legion when we can just take the one they already have.
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>>4881952
But what if their name is trash?
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>>4881942
Also the most popular name so far has been Fog Panthers.
It's simple and fits along the rest of the legions.
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>>4881851
Grim & Dark *everything* is fucking retarded. Part of Lieren's entire character, and the Journey itself, is compassion. You make it sound as if paranoia and hate are the only way to survive, but that's treating things as if the canon events are set in stone and nothing we do matters.

I think Malal is better than that.
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Anyway, I was thinking about how Lieren's character and methods will shape his Legion's Gloriana.

For example, Dorn and Perturbo seemed to be in a dick-measuring contest, wasting *kilometers* of space on bullshit (seriously, twenty-something kilometer grand processional halls, what the fuck). I can see Lieren wanting his fleets and vessels to be fully self-sustaining and capable of long-term campaigns, while also being welcoming to civilians and Imperial guard as well.

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/u/0/d/1WNi_HGUTAv8yDPNtsi-uGD9CTDdRXGWQLmoY6_RiUcs/htmlview
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>>4881942
See
>>4881952
Same with the paint job, no matter how fun chapter generator is. Even if we decide to change their name and heraldry, most of what the debate does at this point, is foster ill will. The colorsperging from three or so threads ago comes to mind.
>>4881993
>You make it sound as if paranoia and hate are the only way to survive
If that's your reading on my post, it's a poor one. Regardless if they're the "only" way, paranoia and hate are what have allowed most of the nonchaotic sentients to survive during the Age of Strife. They know that paranoia and hate work as means of securing a continued existence. They don't want to try anything different because if that new approach failed, they'd be set back even further, killed, or worse.
>but that's treating things as if the canon events are set in stone and nothing we do matters.
The first post of this quest proved unambigously that canon events aren't set in stone. The entire premise of this quest is "the God of Anarchy curveballed a primarch pod into the warp to change canon events." I'm well aware our choices have an impact.
>Part of Lieren's entire character, and the Journey itself, is compassion.
Part of Vulkan and Sanguinius' characters are compassion as well. And also like Lieren, they largely BTFO'd grimdark on their homeworlds. But compassion doesn't count for shit if those you offer it to slap your hand away. Such is the galaxy.
>Grim & Dark *everything* is fucking retarded.
One man and his book on how to not be a dick fixing everything is also fucking retarded. I was quite happy that Magnus, even with us telling our stories and showing our experiences, still thought he knew best. I'll be disappointed if we save all our brothers from Chaos and doubly so if the Heresy is avoided, both things are far too interesting. But I think Malal is better than that too.
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>>4881807
Gay and cocksuckerpilled
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>>4881942
it's been talked about before, the most popular name was Fog Panthers.
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>>4882028
If one of the Primarchs are not killed by the Emperor after the Xenocides then the Horus Heresy will be derailed since Emps showing he was willing to kill his sons on top of his blatant distrust of his own sons is what led Horus to start the Heresy.
>>4882062
The most popular option was to take what we are given.
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>>4882081
Not really, most people engaged in the colour and name debate, while just a few held that position.
Honestly, I'm pretty sure that when the Emperor arrives is when this quest is going to decrease in quality.
Not due to Malal, but the playerbase.
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>>4882115
I imagine that Malal will do some timeskips and votes for major events and character interactions. One thing that will be important is *when* Shangrala is discovered, because that will determine who among his brothers Lieren meets and has opportunity to bond with, as well as what campaigns he and his legion participate in. For example, the war against the Megarachnids was horrible for the legions involved, with huge losses inflicted that take time and resources to replenish.
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You know something I realised. If Lieren now in this time of peace becomes more playful and mischievous he is a pretty good avatar of Malal. In times of suffering and decay he brings order and peace. Yet when peace reins he goods about, ribs people and stirs the pot which in theory could kick things off again
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>>4882228
Seems like us being a good avatar of him.
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>>4882228
Coyote without the peyote...

FOR NOW.
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>>4882029
>1 post by this ID
>>4882062
Literally doesn't matter until the actual vote.
>>4882115
>Not due to Malal, but the playerbase.
Nail on the head there, Anon. At the very least I forsee the need for stricter rules when it comes to voting. Only picking one option, no new IDs unless you can link back, etc.
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>>4882238
It's going to be impossible to completely avoid metagaming, but I can foresee Lieren only being able to befriend a handful of his fellow Primarchs and be respected by a few more.

Already I can imagine the supreme shenanigans that will ensue with Fog Panthers and Raven Guard working in tandem. Likewise, the snippet of the Legion fighting side-by-side implies that the 2nd Sons will have a similar care for their fellows as the Salamanders.

I think that the Primarchs most likely to loathe Lieren (for differing reasons) are Lion, Lorgar and maybe Leman.
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All of the Legions have gimmicks and cultures and advantages and flaws that are supposed to make them, and by extension their successor chapters, unique.

I don't see the second legion as having behavioural dysfunctions or extreme abnormalities, so it might come down to genetic compatibility. Though I was thinking that the cold, machine-like thought processes mentioned before when we talked about how Lieren basically *forced* himself tp become more human and empathetic could be an inherent flaw. Over time Sons of Lieren have a harder and harder time connecting with humanity on an emotional level, with some degrading to the point of sociopathy. A grueling, internal struggle to retain their hearts. Could literally call those lost souls The Heartless.
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>>4882270
And before anyone says it, I know the second half is counter to the first. I only just realized after posting.
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>>4882238
>1 post by this I'd

I have a job and have to move around a lot, not everyone can play pretend primarch from their daddy's basement
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I could see the second legion adopting the way of Lieren well, as for their flaw maybe their issue is keeping the hope in themselves alive, a deeply internal struggle where while their mechanic like minds tick away eventually they don't feel emotion just simulations of it leading to often dangerous or heretical thoughts?
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Calling the vote now. Happy Father's day, got mine a a kickass gift.

Dark crescent gorge: 1

KILL SKAVEN (What in heaven's name is a skaven?): 1

Serene Moon: 2

Stubborn Ox's rest:6

Orange blossom peak:1

Horns Respite:3

Celestial Maiden's Laughter:1

Total votes: 14

Alright, so Lieren will prioritize investigating Stubborn Ox's rest, as the logistics that feed the nation's army and the weaponry they wield could not be overcome by mere famine or an incredibly bold bandit clan

Writing now.
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All of the accounts are unsettling in their own way. Each rumor and tall tale laid before you must hold a glimmer of truth, even if in the end they are naught by the fevered visions of men driven mad by fear or hunger. Buried within each record presented to you by Lady Huang's traveling aids, presents freshly awful possibilities buried beneath the superstitions of those who had the misfortune to be the source of such nerve wracking tales.

A village in the peaks, lit aflame by ghost lights and devilish wisps, haunted by spectral lurkers stalking the boundaries of a once thriving community.

Strange tales of beetles that walked as men, with laughter like cracking ice and the slicing of sharpening blade. Livestock left untouched to feed upon the fields sprinkled with the spilt blood of their herdsmen. A soul survivor sitting amongst flames and floodwaters that seemingly divided their broken home by an inhuman unspoken accord. Ghost tales of bloodied heads, whispering and wailing still to the uncaring night.

While you cannot name such stories as nonsense with complete certainty, there are explanations for each of these wild tales. Dark nights and thick fog has a habit of twisting itself into the most monstrous of visages, and mind's already unsettled by finding a lifeless village would doubtlessly see monsters in the gloom that surrounds them. Livestock would not survive a famine, nor a raid even if the perpetrators were in someway inhuman or blatantly monstrous. A single survivor lingering to tell the tale of their communal tragedy is so improbable and inexplicable to become unbelievable, as is the fact that the report states that the "Village burns yet!" which is simply impossible unless it was entirely built from sap and resin soaked wood.

And while there may exists spirits that take the mien of disembodied heads, it is not an overly concerning tale and is in fact the oldest among those most likely to give answers to the mystery plaguing the Huang province. So it has doubtlessly been altered and exaggerated through retellings and a lenses of fearful superstition. While it would be pertinent to visit all of these village, they will not retain any evidence for long, before predators and the elements was it all away and leave nothing behind but fairy tails and folk lore to frighten children.

Time is of the essence. And of all the tales you've studied, one stands out from the others in its nature. A unit of well armed, trained and fed soldiers vanished after they were given the order to investigate the disappearance of a quiet traveler's town, kept alive only by the inn that shared its name. The Stubborn Ox's rest, apparently renowned both for its hot springs and delectable beef. It had gone silent, the fires sputtered out and the oxen wandered from their fields. None dared to approach out of fear of joining its inhabitants in vanishing away beneath the fog.
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>>4882527

Until a party of Lai riders, Vishnu screamers and Dai stalwarts following Jinhai's orders to patrol the lands, came to investigate and rest at the seemingly emptied village. And none have been heard of from since. Zian's eyes burn with the fury of a man who has seen his brother murdered before his eyes, and the usually irreverent Rong shows the same kind of anger. And you'd be lying if you did not hold such feelings yourself. Bonds forged in battle are tightly tied, and you have fought alongside many warriors and soldiers.

There's an unspoken code of honor among those who have shed blood for other's sake, that such warriors would not abandon their own or leave them to their doom. Anything that could kill as many men as veteran and well armed as they, must be dealt with. And as morale has never been higher, it is all but impossible that these men have deserted. That they simply failed to report to the their higher ups is a possibility, however considering the current state of the province and the incidents within it, that to is unlikely.

Out of all the vanished villages, you have determined Stubborn Ox's Rest to be the most likely to hold the answers which you seek, the answer of if these vanishings are carried out by some malignant design or roguish character or if they are simply the result of the populace fleeing for green pastures.

"Zian, gather the expeditionary force bequeathed to our command by Long-Jia Jinhai" You order, your old guard cupping his hands before turning to carry out your command, Rong lifts his chin in anticipation "Rong, you recruit Bai, Xin, and Redfaced Wei, I have a feeling we'll need their expertise"

"Of course, of course, it has been so long since we've ridden together" Rong muses flippantly, chewing on a dried leaf as he ponderously takes his leave to find the men you wish to bring along for the investigation.

Rapping your knuckles upon the edge of the table, you contemplate the mystery before you, eyes focused upon the map laid out in front of you
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Stubborn Ox's Rest lays nestled by a cliffside spring, surrounded by overgrown fields and empty farms. Ox still wander the landscape, though it is clear they've been preyed upon judging by the bones dotting the fields and the drag marks leading off higher into the cliffs and nearby forests. The air, is oddly stagnant, no breeze. The entire village seems like a tomb, an open grave. Xin licks his lips, checking the feed of the gatling gun he and Bai man. Bai himself grins, and adjust the shapeless hat he's taken to wearing. Red Face Wei sniffs the air, and senses what you have already perceived

Blood has been spilt. Rong and Zian, sense it to

"A battle has been waged here" Zian mutters stoically, adjusting his war mask with the back of his hand "Not too long ago, the air is still ripe with the stench of death"

"Seems we missed the party,Boss" Ross says, attempting to hide his dread with a façade of disregard "think it was bandits? Eh,Red face"
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>>4882529

"No, it'd be messier if it was. And they would've spread their tale as far as they were abled to" Wei says through his teeth, hushing his voice "Not keep quiet about it"

"Predators about" Bai points out as you near the border of the traveler's town "Feel the hairs on the back of my wrists and neck standing up, something stalks these ruins. Not a panther though, no signs of it. No drag marks, no severed limbs, no obvious den sites, no bones littered about. How mysterioussss!"

"Co..could you not sound like this arouses you? why must you always be so freakish!" Fat Chen whines, gripping his rifle close to his chest as Bai's eyes twinkle with curiosity

"Action, action, need some action or I'm going to die of fright" Xin chatters, reaching one hand reflexively towards the revolvers hanging from his hip "Don't care if its a Magical Beast, army of screamers or some devil! This anticipation is poison!"

"Quiet!" Zian barks, eyes flaring with anger as you lead your nameless steed nearer to the village's edge. The gentle hissing of the springs reminds you of a viper moments before it strikes. As your eyes dart to pick up every piece of information available to you, a few details stand out to you from the entrance of the town proper.

There's scorch marks and soot upon the ground, and walls of the buildings, reminiscent of those produced by hastily loaded cannon fire or gunpowder explosions. The packed dirt roads have been disturbed, set with pits and snapped wires. The stench of burnt hair, cooked meet and bone hangs on the air, the aroma of a ill prepared cremation. Some of the buildings are damaged, and not only by wayward bullets. The village's namesake inn has had its doors torn off, and its windows shattered or cleanly cut.

Stubborn Ox's Rest had withstood a siege, but its fortifications fell to its mysterious attackers. Recently as well. Rolling your tongue inside your mouth, you trace it over your teeth in thought before deciding to slide from your saddle and enter the village on foot.

And no sooner than you do, does a Dai banner unfurl from one of the shattered windows of the inn. It's blackened with soot and frayed. Shortly thereafter, a jittery man dressed in their colors, but wearing patchwork armor marked with deep gouges upon its mask, which has been taken from a Lai Rider judging by the expression it displays.

You whistle and acknowledge the man by lifting your chin.

"A survivor, how unexpected" You state sternly, hoping the man will be calmed by you stoic demeanor

"Thank all eight courts and their every master" The man hisses through his teeth, eyes darting to and throw in a fit of paranoia "Have "they" left? or have we lost their interest and you've come to the find the source of this madness"

"Speak sense, who or what are you referring to!" Zian commands, rushing to your side "We've come to search for the missing unit, are you one of its number?"
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>>4882532

"Ye..yes, not many of us left now though, sir. So, "they" haven't spread out to haunt other towns then? How welcome to hear that our stand has not been in vain" The man rambles, twitching and clacking his teeth like he's been drugged. Zian eyes flare open, telling you he'd like nothing more in the world than to strike the babbling man crouched before the two of you

"Control yourself Zian" You order, placing a hand between him and the survivor "Tell me, Stalwart, what manner of foe or enemy has assailed this place"

"I...I don't know, Lord Lieren. They appear and vanish as quick as thunderstrikes and move as the fog. We've been struggling to merely survive their ceaseless, nightly assaults. Every man we've sent out has failed to return, no doubt taken by...by these devils" The man manages to relay between rapid breaths and cries of pure joy.

"Devils?" You ask, deepening your voice as your words turn bitingly cold

"They are men, that's for sure" The man explains, rising shaking to his feet "Don't know if they bleed, or can die. But we caught one of the whoreson's, surprised him with a bomb, blew his legs clean off last night! the other's have been keeping an eye on the putrid bastard, but, it doesn't have long to live"

Your eyes widened

"You caught one of the assailants?" You ask, almost mystified with shock, Zian chokes on his tongue in surprise, while Rong whistles

"Impressive!" The one eyed man cheers, pumping a fist into the air

"Seems the hunter became overconfident, whatever it was. Rookie mistake" Bai states calmly as Xin sighs and visibly relaxes

"Firestorm Dandan would be proud" Wei cackles

"Show me this "Devil"" You command with fire in your voice, tightly gripping the twin daos sheathed at your sides "Perhaps I will recognize its breed"

"Yes! Yes! Of course! Your eyes will be able to divine its nature and purpose!" The man cheers in delight, struggling upon a crutches to leave his post, one of his legs have been twisted off by some force. Perhaps a casualty of their trap "It's in the basement of the Brewery, bound in chains, come! Come see the devil"

You glance to Zian, who looks to you in quiet disbelief, before glacing to Rong and Bai

"You three, set up perimeters and bolster the remaining fortifications. Night approaches, and we'll soon know if devil's care for their kin. We will not be caught unprepared" You order, bellowing so your words will carry to every man in your entourage, before turning to follow the crippled soldier to the Brewery next to the Inn

He doesn't speak, just mutters and wheezes, talking to men who aren't their and ducking from shadows. The Brewery is cluttered, bottles of ash sitting with suits of armor and their rifles lain before them, names carved in the glass through a knife, alongside a date. Those fallen in holding the empty village. As the soldier knocks on the cellar door with his crutches, you offer a quick prayer to the deceased

The man shouts, slamming the door harder
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>>4882533

As he steps away, a wild eyed Vishnu man's peers out, and angrily asks in his native tongue why he's being bothered. Fresh wounds dot his cheeks, signifying a victory won.

"Sorry, I can't make sense of anything he says" The first solider laughs

"I've come to see the devil" You state in Vishnu, the screamer shakes his head dismissively

"It's no devil, Mighty Lieren. It's a living warrior, of a stock that even the old stories don't describe. It's passing quickly, others are keeping guard of it. We're luck it's delirious, the son of a bitch survived an explosion than leveled three houses" The man snarls, lifting his head to beckon you into the cellar.

Nodding to the flabbergasted man of the Dai, you crouch into the cellar, and nearly have to shuffle around on your knees to fit into the basement.

Gas lights shine over a barrel, wrapped with chains, with nails pounded into its surface. Two more men stand, one a mustached Lai rider, missing two fingers and an eye, and the other a Woman from a regiment raised from the lands of the Qian. They move their eyes from whatever it is they're gardening, and look towards you with awe.

And the moment they do, their charge begins to thrash and threaten to tear itself free from its bounds.

And it screams and shrieks in a language utterly alien to your ears.

"Son of a whore!" The lai rider bellows, slamming the butt of his rifle into the creatures chest, while the woman backs away, grabbing a candle and tilting it so its light reveals a trail of blackpowder

"Stop thrashing or all of us are going up in flames, you wretch!" She hisses, as the chains stop rattling, and a single phrase is spat from the lips of their captive in the silence that follows.

"Mon-keigh!"

Judging from the tone, its some form of damning curse or the gravest sort of insult.

Frowning, you slouch and struggle your way closer, motioning for the two soldiers to step back.

And are met with a most queer sight.

A creature, shaped like a man, standing far taller than any you've seen besides Rudra, Small Chen or Cui Fu, though all three men would still be shorter than the being chained before you. Its height is closer to your own, than any natural man. But he is lesser to you, in both size and vastness

Both his legs have been ripped apart, and the oddly shaped bones sticking from the ribbons of meat that remain have nails driven through them. Charred bits of skin peek out from the queer armor it is dressed in. From a glance, you see it is no man, mutated or otherwise. And Not spirit or devil.

The suit of armor it wears is forged from a material you have never seen before, hued onyx with highlights of an unnatural tone of white and deep shades of grey that near black. Camouflage perhaps? Or does it wear the colors of its master or house? The not man stands still, staring at you, studying you as you study it.

Its armor is segmented, and tightly fitted, adhering uncomfortably close to its body's curvature.
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>>4882537

It is adorned with scythe like blades and curved spikes like fangs or thorns, primarily upon its wrist guards and shoulder plates. Unevenly placed and numbered.

Leaning closer, you lift your gaze to look upon its helmeted face. Lenses of glass or some similar crystal are set in grooves that run down to form a mandible like split in the helmet's face, like a simple mask. The thing squirms, and you blink. There's a queer symbol etched upon its forehead.

Three crescents pierced by a rhombus with a line extending from its southward tip to form what look's to you to be a curled spear tip or a fishhook split down the middle.

In a mocking tone, the thing speaks again, taunting you. However, you can tell it is terrified. It doesn't know what you are. So you stand as equals.

Except of course you still have your legs, and are not chained to a barrel of cheap rice wine beneath an abandoned city.

What shall you do with this thing, Lieren?
>Stab it in the forehead with the Lotus Scepter, and look within its memories.
>Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
>write in?
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>>4882541
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>>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language

Take off everything, including all its jewelry~
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Also just want to say, I was thoroughly amused that the first vote's write in managed to correctly guess what was going on.

At Stubborn Ox's Rest at least
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>>4882541
>Continue to study it
>Strip it of it's armour and examine it
>Use whispering wind technique

Dark eldar. It is abhorent, and soon we shall realise this.
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>>4882541
> Gaze it it's eyes, look into it's heart and soul (or lack thereof)
> Use the Whispering Wind technique, no need to waste breath on monsters
We can take the time to thoroughly study it's physiology later when we perform an autopsy. A soul-deep interrogation might net us more information than just surface examination; like how he got here, how many came with him, where they're based, what kind of military assets they have, who their commander is, etc.
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>>4882541
>write in?
Pull of the helm so that the lads can see it is infact a warrior not Demon. First we connect to its mind with the Wind whispering technique that we might try to pull the understanding of its language and poise.

Then we extract memories with the lotus since we'll understand it.
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Hmmm did Isha mention her children? Or would we recognise her spark in them so to speak?
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So while Dark Eldar are edgy degenerates their technology is mostly mechanical in nature and the shit we could do if we get on their ship is quite fun to imagine.
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>>4882541
>>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
>>write in?
Describe to Kazeon the creature in front of us, as well it s equipment, and if she has any possible ideas about it.
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>>4882603
Ah, the answer to the age old question.
What happens when role reversal occurs on a Deldar ship.


>Heeeeeeeeeeeeere's Propserity!
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>>4882556
I am happy about that but does that mean retroactively there was another village that has gotten got?
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>>4882586
Supporting this

Also, crap. Dark Eldar, this is really fucking bad.

For the dark eldar, that is.
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>Dark Eldar

I don't think lieren could find a more disgusting species if he tried, atleast slaneshi daemons are just following their natures, deldar are just worms for the fun of it
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>>4882541
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
>Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.
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>>4882427
Could you at least project something entertaining? Like a movie, or a survey on how well-liked the Kang are by other nobles?
>>4882541
>>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
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>>4882541
>>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
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>>4882646
Wait, do deldar have children? Cause i mean, if so, technically they're just doing what they have to survive since they didn't have the choice to be normal eldar.

They are still disgusting and genocide-worthy, though.
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>>4882541
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
>Stab it in the forehead with the Lotus Scepter, and look within its memories.
I doubt that he will answer our interrogation, but asking questions about the rest of his raid should bring the memories to the front of his mind, so we can use the Scepter optimally.
Also how boring, we got Deldar instead of Daemons, ghosts or possessed. Atleast we are saving some soldiers.
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>>4882714
Mostly clones but the upper class Dark Eldar have children,
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>>4882714
Some do, yeah. They're called Trueborn (as opposed to the more common Vatborn) and are held in pretty high esteem for actually having been gestated inside a parent.
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>>4882610
Oooh, that's true. I can get behind bringing Kanzeon in to advise.
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>>4882741
The vat born are normally called half-born. Probably as an insult.
>>4882714
They chose this life anon. When shit hit the fan, they retreared back to the Webway to keep their decadent lifestyle. Some Kabals are continuations of the Noble Houses, and a few Haemunculi were alive during the empire.
Not only that, but Eldar needs multiple inseminations through a long period to reproduce. Keeping their race alive is an active, thought out choice, that they even clone and create new ones ao that they can have greater number to raid more.

Also, does anyone know what Kabal this is?
The colours are close to the Lords of the Iron Thorn, and the symbol is close to the Black Myriad. Although it can also fit the generic Symbol of all Deldar.
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>>4882541
>>Stab it in the forehead with the Lotus Scepter, and look within its memories.
>>Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.
>>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
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would like to point out dark eldar as we know it don't actually exist yet. the webway is full of the transeldar peeps that even eldar society thought were too crazy like the fuck that some how put his mind and soul into part of the webway or that other dude that became a beam of light.
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>>4882756
>They chose this life.
Well, yeah, the original ones did. But the so-called Trueborn were already born into it. That doesn't make them any less evil, just on the same level of evil as other people who do fucked up shit because that's their only way to survive.
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>>4882781
So if Vect hasn't done his uprising yet, than this guy isn't from a Kabal, but from one of the Noble Houses.
It might be the Lords of the Iron Torns than, since they were a Noble House before they turned into a Kabal to survive.
Damnit, this mean that my lore for the Kabal of the Barbed Chains is wrong.
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>>4882801
Yeah vect from what I remember does his thing in like M32. These are literally eldar empire remnants. Still have hyper advanced regular tech but that was something the eldar had anyway.
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>>4882541
First
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it
Then
>Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.
We should also ask Kanzeon about his specie after, and finaly
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
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>>4882541
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
>mention that it looks like a spawn of Isha, but perverted.
Describe to Kazeon the creature in front of us, as well it s equipment, and if she has any possible ideas about it.
FUCKING DELDAR! THERE ARE DELDAR ON OUR PLANET!

>>4882595
Dunno

>>4882714
Anon these guys deserve no mercy. They dont do this because they have to so they can survive, the do it because they like to stick their dick in your eye holes.

>>4882826
This too
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>>4882541
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
Suddenly the Vishnu Kings don't seem like our biggest problem anymore.
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>>4882541
What shall you do with this thing, Lieren?
>Stab it in the forehead with the Lotus Scepter, and look within its memories.
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
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>>4882835
Now the question is, where is their webway portal and how fast can we turn our tides.
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>>4882541
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
>Dark Eldar
aaawww shiiiiit. Here's hoping this isn't a large party of the knife-eared fuckers, their technological superiority is unfortunately quite above our forces.

Unrelated AND late, but I would like to remind Anons of the possibility that the 2nd Legion won't necessarily have a name by the time Lieren is put in charge of it. Personally I hope it's the case.
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>>4882923
>their technological superiority is unfortunately quite above our forces
As we can see, that's nothing a generous helping of explosives can't handle.
It's really a shame we didn't bring Dan Dan along.
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>>4882541
>>Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.
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>>4882946
Cannons are worthless against Deldar, Massed fire or eldar tier reflexes are the only saving grace.

Luckily, Lieren has one of those.
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>>4882946
i would rather not have her become some sort of khorne/slanesh worshipper.
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>>4882923
Here's hoping that they aren't from the Iron Thorns or a large party.
Because the Lords M.O. is orbital bombardmend and air superiority.

The legion being unnamed and unpainted would be the best move Malal could make.
And I bet even there would still be votes to be the ? Legion of the Adeptus Plasticus.
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>>4882995
>>4882923
Horus’s legion already had a name before he was found (he was found almost instantly), being that it’s the second Legion we’re talking about I doubt they haven’t already gotten a name considering they have already distinguished themselves and formed their own identity.
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>>4883074
I don't see why people are worrying over changing the name. They're our legion, why WOULDN'T we change their name? Their entire culture is going to change. I mean, they don't exist on a vacuum, right?

Shangrala is still going to be the legion's homeworld, which means we're still going to draw people from there, which means the legion is going to end up being affected by it's culture. Hell, this is not even without accounting for the fact that they're our sons, they'd WANT us to give them a name.
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>>4883145
But anon, that's change, it would upset a few marines that will hate us anyway.
We should change ourselves, our manners of speech, our culture, our way of fighting and all of ours beliefs to fit what the secobd akeeady have.
Which seens so far to be sending rhe imperial guard to die in massed charges to die side by sude
You know, the exact tactics that tge Yan used, and that we tought wasn't cool.
Also, if they don't have psykers, we should atop usong our powers and hunt the ones in Shangrala too, because that would be a culture shock.
Actually, we should stop loving normal people, because our legion is only fighting side by sude with the 100 due to our psyker bullshit, so it's us that are causing this change. So when we stop being a psyker, and beg for their forgiveness for causing change, we should go back to being emotionless like the great and almighty emperor intended.
Because our aura of work together can't be influencing our sons to become closer to us in any otherway, that would be impossible.
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>>4883159
Also wr should kill ourselves right now, because our existance is a insult to the setting.
Or better yet, we should go nuke Kanzeon for being an abomination and take the throne, we aren't allowed to not be grimdark.
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>>4883159
There is nowhere in the lore that the marines of a legion hated their primarch because he changed their name, the terran marines simply adapted unless they were provoked in another way by their primarch
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>>4883169
I was being a sarcastic cunt, if the marines would be so pissed that changing their name and colour would cause conflict, they would hate us for absolutly any change that we would introduce, or dislike us by the mere fact that our presence would mean a chamge in the chain of command.
You want to say that to the other anon.
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>>4883178
More like it goes against Lieren’s self-determination streak of letting people choose their own path. Seriously do you have a good reason of why the guy that dislikes ruling over people so much that he rigs the vote against himself and only leads out of necessity would immediately change the name of a Legion he was put in charge of which he had no hand in building and have an identity of their own? May I also point out he is also not egocentric enough to slap his personal symbol on everything and isn’t obsessive about fog panthers.
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>>4882541
>Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
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>>4883214
What self determination? The name and colours would have been chosen by the Emperor, their choice is to join the Legion, not what fucking flag they have.
Did you choose the Flag and anthem of your cou try anon? We don't have a choice in this, we are the Primarch, even if we leave the leadership to the legion master, we will still be the Primarch, and we will lead the Legion.
Since you love so much to cite Lieren actions and what Malal wrote remember when Aruna said that we can't run away from our destiny of ruling? I wonder what that could possibly mean.
Bot only that, but they will want to follow us, our psychic bullshit is probably already modelling them after us.
You already said that the Panther is our symbol, and guess what a family heraldry is? Something that tge children inherit. And what is the primarch to the children?
It's not because Lieren is obseessive with Fog Panthers, it's just a part of his characthers. The Salamanders are obssessed with the damn lizards, yet it's in their name and identity.
And do you want the Legion to keep using the tactics that they have been so far? Human waves with tge hundred as cannon fodder? Because no matter how connected they are, the imperial soldiers will end up cannon fodder when gighting together with the marines.
Because that's what they chose to be, way more than a fucking dumb name and colour, and I do believe Lieren hates that type of tactica way more than whatever excuse you can give, because he mad every clear his toughts on it during the rebellion.
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>>4883267
I meant to say thatxthe salamanders aren't obssessed, their realtio are the same to ours, they use the hides as decorations, clothes, and hokd respect to the animal.
The obssessed ones are the Wolves.
I'm not going to bother fixing the rest of my typing errors, they can still make sense
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>>4883214
If I may interject, I think that I do have a decent reason as to why the name would be changed. A few actually.

One is that this is effectively our noble house, in the terms of his culture. It is the house of Lieren, rather than Gao or Yan or Dai. Which means that upon assuming command, which we will have to as it is not a place where "advisor" and "leader" will have any distinction in the eyes of the soldiery so there is no point in even pretending otherwise.
That means that our children adopt our colours and sigil of the panther, though naturally we are likely to marry their symbol with our own out of recognition of their own past.

I'm rather convinced he would begin training up a self sufficient war council to command in his absence while he takes to the field and trouble shoot, if our previous war is anything to go by.

>>4883267
A point I feel you should note is the excerpts of the 2nd legion in action, already taking after their primarch in their firm desire to protect and work besides their lesser allies.
The accusation of fodder is a faulty one, since it was quite clearly a charge.
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>>4883289
Well, if they are fighting alongside Space Marines, they will end up as fodder.
Numbers are the only thing that the Imperial Auxilia have over the Astartes, and the loyalty that the old hundred few to tge second legion was show in them throwing themselves to save the marines.
It's the unfortunate truth.

Basically, my argument is that we are going to lead the legion no matter what, and the pre-contact identity of the legion is their origins as terran born, their fights together, their startegies and how they work, and their chain of command.
That will all change, since we are going to mold them to fit our style of combat better, and that will piss off the grog-marines.
So the name and colour change is irrelevant.
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Actually, instead of being asshole to each other, let's do something productive.
Anyone got ideas for new colours?
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There can be no other significant colors than black and white. However I think it will be more significant if those become our later colors. Why not start with Blue (water) and Gold (carp scales)?
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With the Dark Eldar coming in to use Shangrala as a hunting grounds, I can't help but wonder if this is the start to an arc that will finally see us take to space and enter 30K proper. Maybe they attack us in force, and as all hope seems lost, the Emperor/2nd Legion finds us and rolls in?
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>>4883365
I'm not so sure about this one.
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>>4882541
>Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.
>Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language
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>>4883428
They look passable as Chaos though
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>>4883384
Here's a Carp style practitioner.
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>>4883462
Hopefully Kolinasi won't sue
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I like the idea of the pale bone and black colour scheme then having different patterns on one shoulder pad to show their company/school.

The symbol for the Legion should clearly be the Fog Panther cos that's Lierens main thing
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>>4883542
>>4883384
Two people liked the Black and white/bone, so here's a variant.
Also that was the idea with the claw on the shoulder, each company/chapter would have a different symbol, probably using a different animal to have that zodiac animal vibe.
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>>4883585
That doesn't look that bad actually,

Not my favorite but very very nice.
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Reposting
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>>4883681
I made the blue and purple one based on this guys.
Mainly because painting the grandient is a pain, and the azure and plum deserve representation.
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>>4883691
>painting the grandient is a pain
You aren't kidding, mate. Chapter Generator also divides some of the armor weird, so it's more difficult on something like Tartaros. It's still my favorite though, and I'm too stubborn to stop trying.
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>>4883705
That's true, the slow change from one colour to the other is so.ething very interesting.
But there would be no way that I would manage to make aomething like this without the marines looking like trash.
I can hardly apply tge gradient to only one marine without it looking bad, the ones with robes and decorations would be impossible.
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>>4883729
>>4883681
Here's an attempt to do the scheme within the generator itself.
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>>4883267
>>4883289
>noble house
May I remind you that Lieren would rather live as a something humble like a peasant than a “noble” so that’s a piss poor comparison especially since Lieren brought in a voting system (which clearly isn’t part of the culture) to grant people more agency (which he then used to remove agency by rigging the vote). Culture is doesn’t matter to Lieren, what does matter to him is virtue and what benefits the population. He’s also the sort of person to encourage independence and self-improvement but doesn’t change that much (beyond removing tyrants) especially since it would take time out of his busy schedule of bringing prosperity and punching Chaosfags. Honestly he’s more likely to act like a father than a leader or a noble.
>fodder
While Lieren likes to avoid risks and avoid causalties he is willing to take them if necessary. Chaos and other existential threats must be dealt with at all costs. If lives must be sacrificed to stop a ritual from summoning a greater daemon I have no doubt Lieren will do it if he has no other alternatives. I would also like to point out the only reason Lieren got away with so few casualties for so long is a combination of his natural superiority, technological superiority, and his tactical decisions. All of that will end soon (except maybe the natural superiority but who knows maybe we’ll find Khorne sitting on the skull throne under a rock) with stuff like Deldar showing up. There’s also the fact the Imperial soldiers chose to be fodder.
But regardless Lieren is man of many contradictions, enough to make Malal proud, so who know how things will actually develop.
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>>4883754
Not too shabby. The colors I used for >>4883681 start with #0057AF and end with #5E0E5E. Here's the site I used to make it, just in case you wanna torture yourself.
https://colordesigner.io/gradient-generator
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>>4883832
Lieren being the father is exactly the reason why they would take the Panther, because it's their dad's symbol.
Anyway, this makes me curious on what the second legion was suposed to be. Guilliman being a natural tactician can be easily be implemented in combat, but what was Lieren's geneseed suposed to do? Make them the quartermasters for the rest of the crusade?
>>4883833
I just searched for the RGB code for Azure and Plum on google, made a gradient over an unpaitend marine and used the colours.
Probably should have given more priority to the purple in the slider, it seems that the blue dominates the clour transition for some reason
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>>4883842
>I just searched for the RGB code for Azure and Plum on google
That's what I did initially, but quickly realized that whoever names specific colors has never seen a plum before in their life. I was so incenced that I think I got 5E0E5E from uploading a picture of a plum to a HEX finder and using the code that got spat out, out of spite. Not sure where I found the blue though. Might've started with Azure and fucked with it till it played well in a gradient.
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And here's the newest attempt at a gradient tartaros. Since the generator counts the whole neck/chest/shoulder/hood thing as one thing, I tried multiple, smaller instances of gradiency so we wouldn't have too much of one color. Not sure how it worked.
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>>4883902
To be honest, the diferent gradients of blue are close enough that just one solid volour for the torso, but a progression for the arms work well.
The real problem ia going to be the Land raider, Predator and Dread.
The assault bike can work with you put the gradient sideways.
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>>4883487
nah, he's pretty chill about that.
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>>4883938
I find it funny that I now have two blue and green schemes saved next to eachother in the generator.
But their colours are mirrowed, and one has darker tones than the other.
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>>4882541
As much as I hate the dark eldar. And I really, REALLY, hate them- we should , nah. I am gonna write in. I have been here for a while I should write in.

>> Use Wind Whispering
after we inevitably learn that they are directly responsible for slaanesh
Write in
>> HANG EM UP. HANG THEM FOR THEIR DOUBTLESS NUMEROUS CRIMES
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>>4883925
>Land raider, Predator and Dread
...yeah, they're gonna need something a bit more specialized than CG's painter. The Dread, Rhino, and LR need to be updated anyway, you can't select individual panels in the current version.
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>>4883948
The bike can't be painted individualy too.
Also the primaris lack around half of their arsenal, and the imperial guard is nearly abandoned.
But at least they exist, so that's nice.
I think I will try to make an example tank using photoshop's gradient tools and the colours you used, as a proof of concept.
It should be easier if I don't bother coloring individual parts.
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>>4883963
So I tried a few combinations and effects, and they all ended up looking like trans flag tanks.
This may be a doomed scheme, atleast without painting individual parts
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>>4883995
Ah yes, the fabled Vapor-Wave battalion.
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>>4883995
>trans flag tanks
My first thought was vaporwave. They'd fit nicely with /tg/'s glow-in-the-dark japanese regiment. I forget what they're called, but they grow psychadellics from tyranid corpses, which I've always thought was funny.
>This may be a doomed scheme
Goonies never say die, mate. You're right though, individual parts would be easier.
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>>4883997
Oh fuck, you just made me remembers this guys
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Hua%20Yuan
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Gentlemen remember, Best waifu is Shipfu. Do not let the thots tempt best boy into sinning.
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>>4884000
Apparently they are more cyberpunk Hong-Kong than Japanese, which is kinda fitting in a distorted what could Shangrala have been way, but now I can see the neon vaporwave aesthetics.
>>4884015
Would Lieren play Kancolle or Azur Lane? Or would he play both and World of Voidships?
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>>4884020
I feel like he'd be the guy who spends the most money on the newest girls, Max them out in affection and then visit each 'save' once a day to be a dotting and loving husband admiral.

Also

>World of Voidships
not
>Voidships of the worlds.
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>>4884003
Glad it wasn't just me who thought of them.
>>4884020
>more cyberpunk Hong-Kong than Japanese
You're right, my instinct when it comes to /tg/ doing asian-inspired faction generation is to assume Japan. Hong Kong does fit better though, despite Yan's lack of ports.
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>>4884020
Animal Crossing and Stardew Valley.
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I prefer a simple white and gold.
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Calling the vote now.

Strip it of its armor, and study its body, tending its wounds so it will survive long enough for you to understand it. If it dies anyways, dissect it.:12
-including jewelry: 2

Use the Wind whispering technique, and speak directly to its mind unshackled by the burdens of language:18

Continue to study it, gazing into its heart and upon its spirit, no moving or speaking as you seek answers beyond its mortal vessel.: 8

Pull of the helm so that the lads can see it is infact a warrior not Demon:3

Stab it in the forehead with the Lotus Scepter, and look within its memories.: 6

Describe to Kazeon the creature in front of us, as well it s equipment, and if she has any possible ideas about it.:6

Mention it looks like a spawn of Isha but perverted:1

End the wretches life as you have so many other's. At the end of a noose: 1

Total votes: 21

So Lieren will utilize ywind whispering to peer into the creature's mind and speak directly to it to surpass the obstacle of comprehension. After he has probed the entities mind, he shall in turn study its body and attempt to treat it so it'll survive long enough for him to gain an understanding of it and its physiology.

But if it dies, he'll dissect it to find the answers he seeks instead.

writing now

>>4883475
>>4883487
>>4883681
>>4883585
>>4883754
>>4883902
>>4883995
NIiiiiiice

>>4883470
>>4883428
Yeah, have to agree that they do
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Now that I think of it do we have any reason to not experiment with the souls of Dark Eldar?
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>>4884418
you mean aside from Lieren's adamantium-strong moral compass?
I just wouldn't mess with Dark Eldar souls in the first place, they're fucked up enough as is.
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>>4884432
If left alone they’ll just feed Slaanesh eventually.
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Without a singular drop of fear flowing through your veins, nor with even an ounce of hesitation you reach forward and grip the bizarre raider by his throat. With the grip of your thumb you hold their head in place, harshly constricting the movement of the neck, but not so tightly that it'll be unable to breath. If Indeed it must breed.

"Hoooh, I heard tell of this. He's going to pull the harlot born devil's head clean from his shoulders, like it was a cork in a bottle. The same fate that met Old Slug's eldest and vilest spawn" The Lai rider coos, scratching his scraggly and unshaven beard as he observes your silent interrogation. Your gaze meets itself in the reflection of the devil's white stained lenses. They must be technological in nature, looking closely now you can see wiring and strange mechanics just beneath the surface. It must be an advance visor of some sort, to assist in their gruesome hunt. Judging from how the captive struggles, it's beginning to feel the sting of your gaze.

Which is unwanted, there is no reason to torture this creature. No matter its crimes or nature. But more importantly, its body is on the verge of death already. Such a shock may kill it before it can give you the answers that you seek. Closing your eyes, you press the flat of your other palm, directly upon the rune carved upon it's forehead and focus intently. Its mind is alien, and closed off. Walled like your own, fortified like a citadel. An unbreakable vault forged of raw will and further hardened through a lifetime of training.

Its alien nature in itself is an extra layer of reinforcement from unwarranted mental prying and contact. Among the Sect of the Wanderers in the fog, only Guozhi would have the skill and raw power to even approach the challenge of breaking the seal still set upon this dying mind. And without training, such a task surely would have been insurmountable for your humble self as well. However, Magnus and Guozhi are mentors who are unrivaled beneath the heavens, and Kanzeon's own intrusions have allowed you to memorize the detailed terrain of a mind's defense.

Lo, a wall may be built by strange architects and its foundations quarried from unnatural stone but it remains a wall. And all walls fall the same, no matter how bizarre their construction. Even though the construction of its mind is queer, its mental processes incomprehensibly bizarre, and the organization of its thoughts seemingly the product of generations of madness, it is still a living mind. And all minds can be peered into with the proper approach and focus. Every fortress has its weak points, every wall has a foundation.

All that must be done is finding these gaps in its mental defenses.

It does not take long. By your estimates it took the span of you breathing in and raising your head, craning it back towards the low ceiling above. Mere moments, but in the realm of the mind, it was an agonizing siege.
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>>4884418
Yeah, we can experiment with how best to throw them into the fucking trash.
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>>4884456

For the defender that is, for he has not ceased screaming since you've broken into the vaults of his psyche. Guilt creeps into the corners of your mind.

The merest contact with its thoughts, inspires revulsion in every fiber of your existence. Like easing into a pool of frigid water, or dipping your hand into putrid oil, the sense that you have immersed yourself into something truly vile surges through your bones and tightens your skin. There is no sense of empathy here, like a pond deprived of fish. There is not but the abyss of its depths. Tightening your grip upon the captive's head, you browse through its thoughts and memories as if you were wading through a flooded record hall searching for documents not yet consumed by mildew and mold.

The feelings you meet, are abominable. Every whim is dyed with sadism, and framed by a sense of egotistical superiority. Whatever this creature is, it is nobility among its kind or at least there servant.

"YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAARGH!" The wretch wails, kicking its stump legs as you drive your perception deeper into it, conceptualizing it as shoving your hands into the mire of a marsh in search of jade trinkets. The knowledge that has value. Language, memory, intent, reason, logic, culture.

And slowly, picking through the mud of its conscious and subconscious minds, you retrieve motes of comprehensible thought. And like a candle's light , these wisps of knowledge teach you to understand what is valuable and has purpose within this decrepit cerebral realm.

Mon-Keigh. Inferior, misshapen cannibal monster of legend, Terran, Homo sapiens. A sneering insult spat spitefully by a dying man. Having now achieved a basic grasp of their language through your thievery, enough to converse with it or its kind and learn their eloquence of their tongue at the very least, you move on.

Moving your attention from the portion of its psyche that comprehends and understands speech and other social cues, you turn instead to plunder its memories. Its short term memories. The Lotus Scepter could do the same, but you would not risk defiling such a treasure upon this wretched creatures psyche.


An assault of visions. Like the bloated faces of the drowned, emerge from the surface of the creatures mind as you feel its mind buckle beneath the agony of your presence within. Flashes, alien vistas, a world that is and isn't, others of their kind laughing and drinking vials of the foulest of poison as the sit as conspirators in a hall decorated with still pulsing veins and freshly skinned hides, Abominable things, twisted, broken and repaired into new forms emerge from the shadows only to disappear. Sights that are only rivaled in awfulness by the depths of the Celestial Incarnation Palace's hellish grounds. You see Technology! Technology as advance as Kanzeon and her mysteries, terrible in its beauties. All sharp angles, all curled fangs and hooks.
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>>4884458

There is no light, no warmth, no comfort. Paranoia, hatred, apathy, boundless spite and countless vices.

You restrain your emotions, and quiet your own thoughts, lest you are driven to tear this animal's head from his shoulders or erase its mind in your rage. It is a dark sea that surrounds you, a lifetime of centuries spent in sadistic debaucheries and cruel delights. Madness beyond madness, evil beyond evil. This thing is no devil or spirit.

But he is their kindred.

As they creature whimpers and spasms, drools and squeals as it experiences the light of love for the first time in its sorry existence, you find the answers you seek, in the never ending gallery of wicked impulses and reminiscences of bygone cruelties.

The helmet falling over their eyes, powering on as he joins a coterie of others of his kind, all attended by legions of servants. A dozen heirs and heiress out on a hunt, lead by a patriarch draped in finery, glowing blue gems stitched upon a cloak of jade like skin, pale in its imperfection like living marble. A tipped beard is how this wretched aristocrat recognizes his liege, though his attentions are drawn to the subtly reinforced plates upon his left leg. Extra armor, to compensate for an old injury worn like a badge of valor and a show of his power. That he can allow himself to remain lame without fear of death. Such wanton hubris.


Ships, star ships. Space ships. Lesser than Kanzeon, and unliving. Shaped like arrowheads, stocked with strange vehicles and weapons. A hunting lodge moving through the cosmos, riding out of a door set between the material and spiritual.

The visions shifts, and you stand as an unseen observer in the past.
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"Another empty village. are you sure we're without competition? I was told by my most valued of contacts that this world was a primitive backwater, even by mon-keigh standards" Lord Patriarch Cearnarch complains most ruefully, his boredom clear even beneath the eye lenses of his helmet, intercity carved to resemble the face of beast made extinct by his own hand, in the midst of the fall "The territory of prey, one that has not yet domesticated itself and retains the savagery of its primate ancestry. A quarry that would make good slave stock or at least a somewhat entertaining chase. Yet, it would seem to me I have been misled, for these hovels are empty! Abandoned! and"

The old lord was going senile, becoming weak in his advance years. Salaigh knew he was not the first of his sons to harbor such thoughts, but his progenitors weakness was made apparent by this latest fit of pique. He ran his gauntlets down the length of his dark lance, imaging what it'd be like to feel the last breath of his father wash across his face.
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>>4884459

"Look, to the skies! Aerial vehicles! hidden in this accursed fog!" Cearnach howled, lounging back in the throne of the ravager, lounging in the hide of the feline predator that had devoured two of his daughters and one of his sons, another sign of father's waning mental faculties. He had become fond of the white fur coat with a most dazzling silver undercoat

Salaigh knew the beasts were of a deadly elegance, but his father and better would not cease his rambling of its apparent "Beauty"

Growling, Cearnarch stood from his seat, glaring towards the horizon

"And the village before that, mon-keigh freshly flayed. By an untrained hand no less! I've seen freshly born toddlers who held a blade with more finesse than those ingrates! The audacity of that wretch! He will regret conning me, the lord of the stellar hunt!" He raved and howled, raising his arms towards the skies in a tantrum "Salaigh! Take a party, scout ahead, report back when you find the presence of anything that can appreciate pain and feel the terror of the chase! I don't care if its a warren of inbred mon-keigh, or a great city!"

"As you wish, my liege" Salaigh muttered, bowing to one knee. So the old fool was retreating to the site of their landing-that pitiful-slinking away
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"NOooooooo!" The Aeldari shrieks, as it purposefully blanks out its mind and ends the vision prematurely, unable to force you from its mind, so it simply overwhelms the recollection by focusing entirely upon the pain you've been forced to inflict upon it. A clever trick, but you'll be able to return to the memory in time, however doing so now would completely destroy the wretch's mind. A fate you will not condemn any villain to, no matter how vile

"I will not be bested by a mon-keigh! I refuse this shame! You hear me wytchling! Your torture is nothing to one such as I! Who has suffered since birth!"

"You already were overcome, lordling" You whisper, imitating his father's gravely tone and lackadaisical manner of speaking "Bested by men far less advance than your own society, equipped with weapons that were as sharpened sticks to you. You were bested, alongside your fellows by the ingenuity of mankind and their will to survive. A trap that wouldn't have caught a cliffjumper felled you"

Salaigh falls silent with dread as he realizes you've taken his language, and tricked him into speaking Yan for a brief moment. He looks up to gaze upon the unfeeling mask you now wear

"And I have seen you for what you are. Naught by a pit of fear and paranoia, a squalling babe terrorized by the dark. A façade of cruelty and malice, to hide away a trembling infant utterly consumed by a existential dread, thinking it can chase away its nightmares with excess and debauchery" You proclaim, having stared long enough to gain a measure of his soul and the truth of his existence "I could overwhelm your mind with the voice of my own, but cruelty is pointless. And there is still so much left I can learn from you"
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>>4884462

Moving your hands to his shoulders, you rip Salaigh from the barrel he was chained and nailed, as the soldiers watch on, both horrified and awed by the show of power.

Setting the crippled lordling upon a nearby table, you split open its armor like the shell of a nut. With one precise chop to its center, and with your other hand, tear the helmet from his shoulders. Your thumb and palm have left indentations upon its metal surface.

And what you behold, is certainly not human. At a glance, this "Aeldari" is similar in form and posture to a man, but it would only take a second glance to see the tell tale difference separating this specimen from your own species. Lithe, spindly, with skin of alabaster and exaggerated limbs, stretched to inhuman proportions. He is taller than a man, and broader, but still seems so fragile.

There ears are pointed, like a fox or a cat, but without fur. There eyes are almond shaped and slanted. There is a ethereal beauty to the alien form, but it is marred by scarification and tattoos, and worsened by the blue tinged flesh of this "Aeldari". Like a twisted mockery of the spirit Isha. it seems as though this Salaigh has never or only rarely seen the light of day. His teeth are flawless, as are the features of his face, though he looks more maidenly than handsome and again his features reveal his alien nature, angular and long with prominent cheekbones. His hair is long, flowing, obsidian black with barbs and splinters of glass interwoven into its curled locks.

A glance towards his abdomen confirms your worry. These Aeldari raiders, have entirely different musculature, internal organs and skeletal structures. You aren't certain what will kill on of them, besides blowing them to hell.

"What a handsome devil! Who knew our enemies were blessed with good looks" The Qian soldier muses, drawing nearer and nearly losing a finger to the raider's teeth as he bites down and snarls at her like a rabid beast, you trace the pulling of his muscles to find a nerve ending and pinch it tightly to pacify him.

"Looks like an eel, or a leech to me" The Lai man snorts

"What a pathetic looking creature, I am ashamed to have feared him once" The Vishnu sneers, poking the injured raider with the end of his rifle.

"Bring me my men, the one with the disfigurement, the one with the feral grin, and the one with the autumn red beard. I need their assistance in tending to this monster, so I may learn more from it before it expires and passes on to the greatest mystery of life" You say solemnly, before turning to Salaigh and whispering in his own tongue "Do not worry, this not to torture you. I find such sadism to be wastefully pointless. Though I doubt one such as yourself, who brings naught by pain, is illuminated with such wisdom to be able to comprehend a truth even as simple as that"
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>>4884462

What shall you do after you've studied Salaigh's physiology, Lieren?
>Execute him like a common criminal and leave him hanging as a warning to his kinsmen. Reinforce Stubborn Ox's Rest, and send a warning through the radio

>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.

>Radio Yin Lei, bring the elite regiments of the army here to scour the land to flush out these bastards. Bring artillery. Lots of artillery.

>TRACK & HUNT.

>Write in
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>>4884465
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
Then
>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884465
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT.
These goons have no idea what they've just done.
Fucking rich kids I swear.
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>>4884465
>Study the armour and weapons

>HUNT

You came to the wrong world
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>>4884465
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT
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>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884465
>>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT
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>>4884465
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT.

This is going to be fun. Also probably means we will bond with the salamanders having to deal with this shit.
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>>4884472
Support.
Let's go full Predator.
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>>4884463
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT.
>Write- In
After having send messengers away from the village (thus avoiding radio military messages to be intercepted) inform of this new foe, through radio Kazeon, she might have a better knowledge of this creatures and how they arrived here. Highly valuable, if they are all to be tracked and hunted.
This will be a problem and will need at least a military campaign with great disadvantages for the fledgling kingdom of our people, especially if this new enemy doesn't flinch away after a few fights.

Of course though, there is some positive things that can be taken from this which are : discovery of new informations, experience in fighting an advance and alien foe, learning of new technologies and a new desire for expand outside of Shangrila for the security of his peoples and retribution against the new foe.
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>>4884456
Lierin is surely brutal:
>If Indeed it must breed.
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>>4884502
New funniest typo?
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>>4884504
Seems perfectly in character for Lieren. CBT is something no ma-Aeldari should have to endure.
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>>4884504
For me - Yes;) It has made my day. I didn't expect this at all and that's why it was the funniest thing I read today. Thank you for that typo!)
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>>4884465
>TRACK & HUNT.
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
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>>4884465
>>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
Followed swiftly by
>>TRACK & HUNT.
Been far too long since we made good on our name.
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>>4884474
>rich kids I swear.
Don't you mean, fortunate sons?
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One thing the I noticed is it’s not the Dark Eldar causing the disappearances. Something else is afoot.
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>>4884535
Now be careful anon. You could be putting Idea's in our head. . . .
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>"Another empty village. are you sure we're without competition? I was told by my most valued of contacts that this world was a primitive backwater, even by mon-keigh standards" Lord Patriarch Cearnarch complains most ruefully
>"And the village before that, mon-keigh freshly flayed. By an untrained hand no less! I've seen freshly born toddlers who held a blade with more finesse than those ingrates! The audacity of that wretch! He will regret conning me, the lord of the stellar hunt!" He raved and howled

Fuck. So the Dark Eldars aren't the only ones around. Anyone has a guess what else is around? Did our Khorne cultists neighbor finally attack us? Do Khorne's worshippers even bother with torture? I don't remember.
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>>4884536
Yeah, but what? We aren't on the border, so Vishnu raiders aren't likely. A marauding group of Yan sympathizers could hide away in secret places, but again, unlikely.

A nascent cult of Chaos might steal bodies for sacrifice and rituals, but I tend to think they're too messy to stay quiet for long. There would be more signs that something was wrong.

One of the 'magical beasts' not yet discovered could have a hand in this. An unnatural predator with a taste for human flesh and the intelligence not to seen or heard.
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>>4884465

>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge
> Send a report to the capital via radio; if these 'Aeldari' have any forms of scrambling technology, a runner may be necessary. If so, have the men fortify their location as best they're able.
> Describe this new foe to Kanzeon; in her great wisdom and millennia of experience, she may know how to best counter their weapons, technology and tactics.
> TRACK & HUNT
Awwwww Yeeeeeee, they haven't got a clue what's coming their way!
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>>4884465
>TRACK & HUNT.
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
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>>4884465
>>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884576
Considering 40k, it could be a whole variety. Just hope its not one of the nastier beastys who travelled through the webway at times.

Umbrals, enslavers (if some beast or mad psycher managed to summon one), those insects that magnus killed. All of them have been known to pop out of the webway on occasion, or arrive on crashed ships or hulks.

I do wonder if orks are on this world yet or not.
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>>4884093
It's also my favorite, the simplicity is it's strength.
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>>4884606
>I do wonder if orks are on this world yet or not.
If there were, Lieren would be up to his golden eyes in greenskins.
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I just hope that we reach a new thead soon. This one is starting to chug.
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>>4884612
Also, the two claws are there becasue I could not choose, I would apreciate if someone picked a favorite.
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>>4884614
Some orks devolve back into tribals, but I think you are right, if there were orks wede have seen them, they do tend to proliferate across any world they arrive on.
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>>4884465
>TRACK & HUNT
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>>4884576
>An unnatural predator with a taste for human flesh and the intelligence not to seen or heard.
Something tzeentchian, maybe? Or some anachronistic (or as close as you can get as the warp isn't beholden to linear time) Raptor cultists?
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>>4884465
Wait wait wait
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT.
YYYEEEAAAAHHH!

>>4884566
No clue. It's just another thing to add to our laundry list. I'm hoping we can capture/kill all the aldari and aquire their ship for research. It should be possible considering the dark eldar rely more on tech than warp powers.

>>4884576
Another cult? Probably the case.
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>>4884632
It could be a few slaneshi holdouts, the prince could have not bet everything on the firefox, and left a few lesser daemons around.
Or it couls be khornates going more with blood than the skulls part.
Or just ramdom, unaligned daemons.
Or some other obscure xeno or thing of the setting.
It could also just be ghosts, or monsters unique to Shangrala.
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Lieren is acting significantly more restrained against the deldar than I expected. Does this mean we're gonna try the "kill him with kindness" route or something, or keep him alive long enough for us to peal all the secrets from his mind?
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>>4884644
>It could also just be ghosts, or monsters unique to Shangrala.
...Hmm. Wouldn't be surprised to find "wild" Tyranid off-shoots, cut off from the Hive Mind ages past
Seems like a lot things on a lot of planets turn out to be Tyranid in origin, ugh.
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>>4884656
We'd be way more fuck if they were tyranids, wvencjust off shots. Those things breed like crazy if you dont kill them off and they dont manage to drag your corpse away to be consumed, plus, flayed corpses. Tyranids dont spend the extra time to flay bodies, they just eat.
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>>4884653
Deldar have a lot of useful knowledge.
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>>4884653
He already said "I can see through you, you despicable slug. I'm not going to torture you, but you cannot die until you have given me everything useful in your head."
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>>4884656
>Seems like a lot things on a lot of planets turn out to be Tyranid in origin, ugh.
Only in 40k. They're extragalactic too, so there's no way any bioforms would be here since we're pre-Pharos. Thank god too, we'd be fucked six ways from sunday if there was a tyranid presence here.
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>>4884465
>>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>>Radio Yin Lei, bring the elite regiments of the army here to scour the land to flush out these bastards. Bring artillery. Lots of artillery.
>>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884674
Well, the Tyranids are attracted to the Astronomicum, and the Pharon activating was what really grabbed their attention.
With some lifeforms that resemble tyranids like the Kraken and the catacban devils, and also some buried biofleet that was from 34, it could be possible that a splinter from the main Hivefleets could have broken off much earliers to inveatigate the beacon before the Pharon really did things in, or maybe remmantes of an even older passing scouts that got lost and became feral.
But this is all theory, nothing not even close to being confirmed.
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>>4884465
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT
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>>4884465
>>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884653
It’s not like he’s currently eating a soul in front of Lieren. Remember while emotional Lieren is extremely logical, so he he isn’t going to kill them out of a kneejerk reaction unless they particularly heinous. Lieren is a very patient too (he waited seven years to overthrow Gao and his master).
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>>4884750
*they are doing something particularly heinous
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Yo I had an idea. What if Lieren used one of his warp powers to look like an eldar like when he fought that great unclean one?
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>>4884753
Of course they're doing something heinous. He just got a good long look inside this knife-eared bastard's mind. But as other anons have already mentioned, he'll want every scrap of information he can wring from this parasite.

Lieren is a hunter, and the greatest weapon at his disposal is knowledge.

>>4884785
The various 'Meins' that Lieren adopts seem like they might have the greatest power against corrupt psykers and daemons. As for displaying traits of ancient Khaine in the body of a Primarch? Well, anyone who isn't Eldrad, a fellow Primarch or the Emperor would probably have a moment of pants-filling terror and dread. Even the Keeper of Rust wasn't unaffected.
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>>4884806
>Lieren shitposting irl in 'Meins'
>disguises himself as Khaine as he sneak ups on knife ears
>ooga booga booga!
>deldars shit, piss, cry, and vomit themselves to death
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>>4884612
plus, due to the constant fog, white/silver makes for a better stealth colour than black/blue/purple.
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>>4884836
"what are you going to do? are you going to cry, piss your pants maybe? maybe shit and cum?"
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>>4884836
>It's sometime between 32k and 40k
>Lieren is in the Warp
>He keeps harassing Lorgar
>He disguises as Big E and sneaks on him
>"out of 6 dads you just had chose the 5 molestors didn't you choir boy"
>None of the Big 4 want to try to stop this
>Last time they tried he broke Slannesh's door, spit in his/her/its face, dissed Fulgrim and stole some silver dude.
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>>4884942
Wait. . We could adopt the Mein of our brothers and father. .

I have a feeling that's a bad idea, given latent chaos corruption and shit but. . It's certainly an idea.
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>>4884942
> Khorne's experience has been the most mild
> He observed his realm one apocalypse only to find Karanac wearing cones of shame and his trophy wife reading some flowery death-poetry

Who else feels like Cegorach and the Harlequins are going to introduce themselves with some shenanigans (as is the honored custom of trolls and tricksters in every universe)?
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>>4884463
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884956
If that’s the case anyone of our followers could be a vector for Chaos corruption.
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>>4885012
Could be, but not anyone of our followers is a primarch [So naturally superior in any endevour they undertake] and having the direct attentions of their patron god [which could offer them unexpected boons or means of attack] and almost certainly aren't aware of this link [Which magnus already is, and I'm sure he can figure out how to manipulate the link if he spends some time on it.]
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>>4884942
Tzeentch keeps finding the psykers that pledge themself to him dead or rejecting him and they started calling him a bitchass squid.
Whenever he tries to stop this a great deamon vanishes never to be found
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>>4884465
>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.

>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884465
>>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>>TRACK & HUNT.
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>>4884956
> A detachment of the Emperor's Children and their howling degenerate chattel descend on a helpless sector
> The first target is a lush, gentle world that has not seen conflict since the Lonh Night; a delicious prize to despoil and defile for their new patron
> Strangely, a vast and dense shroud of fog forms even as they land; the cities and fields are empty, without a single sign of panicked retreat
> The champion and master of the horde feels the gaze of something far greater than himself peer into his twin hearts and find him wanting
> "F-Father?"
> His head parts from his shoulders in complete silence, his personal guard performing an about-face only to find their brother held aloft by a god.
> It both *is*, and *is not* their beautiful progenitor. Immaculate, save for the panther's snarl that distorts his divine face.
> Dropping the corpse to dew-soaked grass, their hearts are paralyzed in mortal fear, as the golden-eyed giant's features shift to those of one they *know* is dead. His head claimed on Istvaan V.
> Ferrus.
> A gleaming gauntlet is raised, and from the impenetrable fog come a legion of vengeful angels. Black and silver, azure and plum.
> "For my brothers" he whispers, and the fist closes. Heavy bolters, ordinance and artillery are unleashed, whilst from the outer system emerges a loyalist fleet to rain hell down upon their corrupted counterparts.
> As the carnage passes, the obscuring fog fades, and civilians ushered out into the light from hidden bunkers, Lieren looks up to the heavens. With sight beyond sight, he perceives the great torch of Terra struggle against the hungry dark.
> "I will leave command of the fleet to you, Small Chen. Hinavi. Shou. You and the Screamers will join the sons of Ferrus. They will need you, now more than ever."
> "My Lord? What do you see?"
> "The beasts wearing the faces of my kin near the ancestral home of man, and upon their backs ride the Great Enemy. My father and brothers call for aid, and I must answer."
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>>4885306
How utterly terrifying.
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>>4882541
Oh...Dark Eldar. Swell.
>>4882556
So what else is out there?
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>>4884465
>Write in
"So the hunters will once again become prey"

Pull out the brats tongue and then throw him to the wilds. We then stay near staking the shadows that when the others come to help their injured kin or more likely finish them off we hunt them all. We will have their heads in a row by morning

But most importantly word must not get out to their kind, they are cruel, prideful and spiteful if they know they were bested here more will come.

Word must be sent to other villages and we should entrust this to Kanzeon, nothing alarming just to be watchful etc
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>>4884465
I can dig on Track and Hunt.

I guess we can study the armor and weaponry.
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>>4884612
I concur love this one
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>>4885370
Sneeeeeeeeaky.

But I don't think they would bite.
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>>4884969
>Cegorach and the Harlequins
I hope we make it to the Harlequin's return. Primarchs seem to have a hard time keeping their whereabouts known post m.31
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>>4885370
Nice idea, but Dark Eldar wouldn't go for it, they'd take pot shots at him for fun instead then fuck off.
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>>4884465

>Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.
>TRACK AND HUNT
Break their skulls and stab their hearts. None may survive.
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>>4885432
I could absolutely see Lieren leaving messages and information for his sons in the form of poetry and codes, references to the Journey, philosophy, history, the occult and culture that only those part of his legion could fully grasp.
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>>4885466
If we do, I hope Nick Cage gets reincarnated on one of our muster worlds. He'd be their only hope.
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>>4885518
Pfff. The Imperial Treasures' series, starring Agent Nikolaus Kage. Like a peer to Ciaphas Cain.
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Calling the vote now

Study his armor and weaponry, and construct a disguise from it. These "hunters" are not used to the fog, and for once your stature will prove useful in subterfuge.:23

TRACK & HUNT.: 24

Send messengers away from the village (thus avoiding radio military messages being intercepted): 1

Radio Yin Lei, bring the elite regiments of the army here to scour the land to flush out these bastards. Bring artillery. Lots of artillery.:2

Send a report to the capital via radio; if these 'Aeldari' have any forms of scrambling technology, a runner may be necessary. If so, have the men fortify their location as best they're able: 1

Describe this new foe to Kanzeon; in her great wisdom and millennia of experience, she may know how to best counter their weapons, technology and tactics.: 2

"So the hunters will once again become prey":1

So Lieren will Study the armaments of these extraterrestrial raiders, and construct a disguise out of it, trusting the fog the aid in his subterfuge before he lives up to his name's meaning

And tracks and hunts down these self styled "Lords of the stellar hunt", and shows to them just how big of a mistake they've made in coming to Shangrala to satisfy their twisted urges.

Writing now

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>>4885171

Hilarious

>>4885306
Awesome. Good work anon!

>>4885350
https://youtu.be/Qz2wnSVeITg
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>>4885898
Would we ever be able to sit down and give an interview to that one conspiracy theorist we heard on the radio earlier?
Seems like a fun guy.
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>>4885906
If you want to, sure.
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>>4885910
Hell yes we should. I wanna see what chinese Joe Rogan
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>>4885924
>"That's cool...you ever smoke Ginseng?"
Apparently that actually is something people do. Thanks Google.
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>>4885939
Why would you smoke ginseng.
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>>4885948
Supposedly it has health benefits when smoked.
However I'm pretty sure what little you get from actually introducing Ginseng into your system is immediately negated by the fact that you're smoking it.
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>>4885952
How very contrarian! Malal's favorite!

>>4885898
Thanks Mal. I can't imagine how the loyal sons would feel, seeing the ghost of their father appear within his brother if only for a moment. Bitter? Honored?

I'm sure that's another thing that'll be [REDACTED] in the Inquisition files. They'll just tell everyone he was fond of childish tricks!
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A single gunshot signals the end of the aeldari named Salaigh, as the sun begins to set and the fog rolls in opaque and thick. Like the whole of the world has been wrapped in a shroud of cotton or snow. A horizon colored in autumn shades, golds, red, vivid tangerines and smooth lilac frames the border between the village of Stubborn Ox's Rest and the wilds beyond. As the night approaches, your mind wanders as the the corpse of your captive joins his fellows piled in the horse stables besides the inn. Bai cleans his rifle, having been the one chosen to execute justice upon the lordling from the dark between the stars, Zian and Rong aid the Lai and Qian soldier in preparing a funerary pyre for the extraterrestrial criminals. For as wretched as they are, even they do not deserve to be left as meals for vermin or carrion birds. The scent of burning straw, alcohol and resin fills the cool night's air before it is defiled by the distinct aroma of cooking flesh and charring hair.

Wei stands at your side, alongside Xin who is absentmindedly sucking upon the pit of a peach as the three of you look over the war gear gathered from the handful of Aeldari raiders who were slain in the siege of this quiet traveler's town. Salaigh may be dead, but he has served his purpose. It took only a few hours to pull the knowledge you sought from his quivering mind and mangled body. While it is an incomplete understanding, you now know the function and use of their weaponry, vehicles, and other technology. The benefits given by their armor, its simulated senses and more esoteric boons. The nature of their society and culture, most of their language, their hierarchy all of this and more has been revealed to you. Salaigh wasn't an intellectual, but even a lackwits mind is a trove of information.

Through his fevered thoughts, you've reached an understanding of these self styled lords of the stellar hunt. One that extends far beyond the meager of their culture, traditions and linguistics, for the villain's mind harbored the secrets of his people's tactical and emotional approach to war, as well as their manner and etiquette. The subtitles in their mannerisms and demeanor, their poise and grace, the intricacies of their bearing that would reveal an outsider amongst them through even the shallowest of scrutiny. Yes, much of what was once unknown to you concerning these raiders from the stars, has been revealed to you through the careful examination and interrogation of the now deceased Salaigh's psyche.

All of it combined paints a picture of these new foes. One of a twisted race of ancients, whose cruelty is unmatched upon heaven, earth or hell. Of a people so egotistical and consumed by their own desires that refused to abandon their path of true self lead corruption, even when it brought catastrophe to their race and cosmic empire.
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>>4886039

A society where sadism is the standard, and psychotic madness is considered a sign of excellence and good breeding. Thousands of generations bred and raised to be heartless torturers and remorseless killers. It is as if the universe has conspired to bring about an entire race drawn in the image of the detestable lineage of the Yan! It chills not only the mind but the very soul to imagine what their world must be like, a realm lit by stolen or artificial suns, where children are only born to serve as tokens of their parents prestige and power, where generations of slaves are reared as livestock and brutalized by the whims of their drivers. Where ancient aristocrats grow fat and wealthy upon the toils of their servants, lesser and slaves.

If it were not for the knowledge that these Aeldari have lived in this manner for what must be countless eons, you would have assumed they had styled themselves off of the worst tyrants of Shangrala's history, or had even been privately tutored by a handful of them! The memories you've witnessed, belonged to one man, a common soldier of his house. And yet the atrocities he alone committed surpasses those achieved by the dynasties subverted and enslaved by Huli Jing herself! To think, the first intelligent race you meet would be of such a foul stock, and so pitifully lacking in common decency and morals.

Looking upon your reflection in the lenses of Salaigh's battered helmet, you take solace in the fact that such prideful cretins were bested by a handful of men and women who had what they could never achieve. The indomitable will of humanity, the heroic resolve of warriors and the cooperation and unity you've taught to the masses. They are weak, despite their greatly advance technology, because they are a race of schemers, traitors, and ambitious rank climbers.

They would even plunge a knife into the backs of their own fathers and gut their mothers to drown their siblings if it meant they could reach a high position or claim an office that would bolster their meager influence and power of their lesser by the most pitiful of percentages. The only thing commendable about their society is it hasn't consumed itself in a matter of years, and they they managed to survive the tragedy they themselves wrought upon themselves though it would surely not persist for much longer even if by your own reckoning and calculations concerning the timeline of events, they have done so for centuries already.

That fact may be the strangest you've come to known, that a culture as treacherous and scheming as theirs survived such a cataclysm. And if even a fraction of the accounts that Salaigh knew of that period, as he had shirked his education for the pursuit of martial excellence and bedside prowess, then the empyrean posed a far greater threat than you imagined before. The truth of the events may have been muddled through the passage of time and folklore but if any of it were true then...then.
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>>4886040

"Are these supposed to be rifles of some kind?" Xin asks curiously, reaching for a splinter rifle, an ingenious weapon designed solely to inflict the most torturous of agonies upon its victims "Looks like they were made from beetle shells"

"A cruel form of one, designed to inflict pain rather than death. It fires a crystalized neurotoxin that brings about a most hideous death to those afflicted by it" You explain to your friend, who pulls his hand away from the weapon the moment he hears your explanation.

"I'm surprised the Yan didn't find a way to do that instead of imitating your guns, brother" He mutters, hooking a thumb beneath his head band and moving it up the stiff peak of his hair, which he shapes with wax and grease "Where did these bandits come from? To carry such queer weapons and look like the way they do"

"They're not human" Zian answers, having been one of the few in your party to see Salaigh before his execution, and one of the three to be present for his examination "They're something else, another species. Like a cat to a hound"

Xin goes pale, as you lift up a dark lance, and test its weight. It is powered by dark matter, and fires a focused spear of "Darklight" that can pierce any armor or render a man to nothing more than burnt atoms in the resulting explosion of energy. A terrifying weapon to be sure.

"I don't even want to know what that weapon does! It looks like a portable steel canon! what? does it rip out a man's living soul to fire as a stream of fire at his brothers in arms? Does it pull the skeleton from it's victims is broken shards?" Xin asks, half horrified and half excitedly curious as he backs away from it

"It's purpose and how it functions would take too long to explain, but what it does is easy to explain. It erases life and can pierce any shield or armor" You say, as you set the Darklance down, Zian staring ruefully at it as though he expects it to wreck devastation if left unattended

"Sooo, brother? Elder brother?" Xin laughs nervously, as he looks over the suit of armor you've pieced together from the materials you've gathered from the wargear of the fallen "if these things are as dangerous as you claim them to be, what are you making over here? Isn't this a little deranged? to so brazenly tinkering and toy with a force so deadly and mysterious"

"He knows what he's doing. He understands the technology" Zian answers, without looking away from the gathered armaments "He's come up with a plan, no doubt. Don't underestimate Lieren's wisdom, these starborn bastards were doomed the moment they appeared before his eyes!"

"Wait, they're from the heavens?" Wei asks, having been busy tending to the pyre that was busy consuming the corpses of the former owner's of the components of their disguise "No wonder the Yan were the way they were!"
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>>4886042

"But why would he want to dress like...!" Xin yells before he realizes exactly why you would, and grins in a way that makes him resemble the monkey many claim him to be "Ohoho, your devious side has shown itself again, elder brother!"

"Exactly, for once my prodigious size will be no hinderance to my schemes, though it has never proven to be an obstacle in my more furtive activities. Tonight it shall be a blessing, for I am closer to the height of these cosmic devils than they are to a man" You say with a jackalish sneer, as you lift a helmet from the table and turn it around in your hands "They are unused to the fog, and like children they blunder about. Unaware they are in the territory of a true hunter! Such hubris to believe themselves predators without equal. I shall live up to my name, and track and hunt them like the beasts they are"

"And what will we do?" Xin asks excitedly, gripping the edge of the table.

"Stay here, fortify, and defend if these bastards return to seek vengeance for their fallen or simply to amuse themselves further" You answer, as Xin sighs in relief and bows his head

"Thank the courts" He cackles "I don't want to die an agonizing death, today"

"No one does!" Wei barks
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The night was dark, and the fog was thick. But your eyes could pierce through any darkness, especially when aided by the internal sensors. Which included digital gauges and graphs detailing the present atmospheric conditions, ambient temperature and gravity. As well as the current percentage of narcotics and toxins coursing through the wears bloodstreams. However, it would seem the moisture of the fog would play havoc with the alternate spectrums of light that the lenses could artificially replicate vision for. The ambient light helped to pierce the veil, but the fog remained as a sea of static and grey fields of incomplete data.

Alien symbols appear in the corner of your vision, alerting you to the presence of blood and weakening life signs. Crouching down, you find a burrow a young panther has dug itself.

Its veins run black with poison. It's eyes are bloodshot and yellowing. Its muscles twitch and contract as it howls in agony. The second trace you've found in your hunt, besides footprints and the faint aroma of ammonia. It's fur has begun to fallout, and its flesh has already begun to decay though it still clung wretchedly to life.

A strange blade is stabbed in its neck, and judging from the blood coating its maw and "beard" it has managed to wound its attackers.

But the fact it has been wounded and left to die so torturously, enrages you. Panthers are dangerous beasts, man eaters. But they are living creatures even though they prey upon mankind! they deserve respect and consideration like all living things. And yet here the once proud predators lays, pathetically wailing to the night, begging for a release from its agonies.
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>>4886044

It doesn't even attempt to intimidate you as approach, or defend itself. Its gone delirious from the pain. You can see its heart beating beneath is mud splattered coat. Placing an armored hand upon its chest, you observe the readings of its life fading away, feeling its heartbeat as it is displayed before your eyes. Three fragments of a splinter rifle's shot brought this majestic creature to this low state. What a terrifying toxic. Three miniscule slivers of solid poison, splinters of the full dosage, were potent enough to cripple and doom a creature that can tear through a man's torso with a single bite.

"At least you slew one of their number as well, before you found your grave" You say, thinking outload as you reach for your personal knife, and after taking a moment to calculate the position of its heart and lining the blade up to it, stab its blade down into it. The modulation of the helmet's inbuilt speakers makes your words sound like those spoken by soft spoken but sneering killer, but there was not spite in your heart as you ended the beast's suffering

The panther seems to sigh in relief, as the life fades from its eyes as its tainted blood surges from its wound to slowly pool and sink into the floor of its den.

Rising to your feet, you continue your hunt knowing with each step you draw nearer to your quarry. If not their hideout, then at least a wayward party of unexpecting hunters lazily tracking their own prey. Rubbing the liquid poison off your fingers, you inspect the blade that was driven into the beast's chest. Judging from its edge and the length of its blade, it is some form of flaying knife. Needlessly serrated and curved, with two additional knives jutting from its sides as a weaponized guard.

Clearly customized to feed its owner's ego. Which must be massive considering they attempted to fight a panther with a common knife. The fool.

Glancing down the ravine ahead of you, the helmets senses picks up the presence of pollution and airborne toxics. Smoke. Burning chemicals with names you do not recognize and compositions that seem to be the writings of a mad man rather than any scientific formula. You clench your jaw as you realize this pollution is seeping in to the water of the rivers below.

The crash site must be close by, only a few leagues up river.
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"Come on, beg a little more weakling. Couldn't survive the crash and fall, couldn't fight back. Least you could do is entertain your older sister while you die" Daighear snarled, lifting her beloved power sword "Excruciation's embrace" above her head as her crippled sibling looked up at her with delectable expression of scorn and impotent fury, a rare delicacy considering the usual façade of comradery demanded by their patriarch and lord. She could appreciate his flair for dramatics, and romanticism but the edicts he commanded became so restricting before the hunt.
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>>4886045
When she just wanted to slice and cut, but couldn't grab her younger siblings for practice without being punished for going against Lord Cearnarch's wishes.

"Think we should say he was the one helming the venom when it crashed, so he'll take all of the blame in death?" One of her smarter, more subservient brothers asked "Certainly would reflect better on the two of us to claim we executed incompetents rather than"

"It being known an overgrown feline tricked YOU into steering our transport into the wall of a ravine, Mailís?" Daighear spat, as she kicked away their siblings hand, and ground the heel of her boot into his neck "I can only wonder if you incompetence comes from your mother, like the imbecilic brute Salaigh"

"Well, darling sister. I haven't vanished into this damnable fog when I was commanded to find the nearest settlement of somewhat intelligent life. Perhaps our quarry devoured that fool, and saved him from father's disappointment" Mailis defends impudently "Though I suppose he at least had results and paid his due before he wandered away to play prince or flagellate himself in a corner somewhere"

Daighear moaned as the barbs in her armor pulled at her flesh as she brought Excruciation's embrace down on her crippled sibling's brow, splitting it in two. And then, with a single, elegant movement, brought it to her subordinates throat.

"You'd do well to remember your place, brother. Father has shown his preference toward receiving the pelts of these mistborn predators as tokens of our regrettable subservience to him, we'll be rewarded far greater for one of their bleeding hides than Salaigh was for the miniscule amount of slaves he took" She whispered, shivering in delightful agony as Mailis stared her down and clicked his tongue, his helmet turning the dull sound into a cutting burst of noise "And recall that you were the one who crashed our venom, I hold your life in my hands"

"As you always have, my beloved sister" he snickered, turning away from her blade, to level his shard carbine on the back of their crippled sister crawling down the river "Truly it is fortunate you survived the crash uninjured, it'd be a tragedy to lose your guidance. Why"

He thumbed the trigger and tilted his head

"I just don't know what I would do if I lost you, I'd have been devastated. Imagine, seeing my own sister die before my eyes. What sorrow I'd endure" He mocked as he pulled the trigger, seeding her back with toxic needles, thus dooming her to an drawn "I'd be besides myself with grief"

"Keep your ambitions in check, before I sever your tongue for another idle threat" Daighear spat, drawing her finger over the blood and cerebral fluid dripping from the tip of her curved blade "We need to move on, find a vantage point to get our bearings and coordinates, so we can resume our chase"
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>>4886047

"An abandon the venom to the primitive Mon-keigh?" Her brother asked, as the two of them left the still warm corpses of their kin to fester in the water's flowing around their legs "you're losing your expert's intuition, Daighear"

"Oh like they'd know what it was, or understand how to pilot it. We'll return to repair it once we've gotten something to show for our excursion. If we move downstream, we'll find a worthy prize. Be it beast or mon-keigh, and we'll be able to go back without being fed to our father's new pet" Daighear spoke wistfully, testing the edge of her blade with her thumb as she walked through the stream's red and black streaked waters "It'd be a most extravagant waste of talent for the two of us to be devoured, a tragedy to surpass all others"

"Of course. But let us hope that there is indeed a prize waiting for us on these waters" Mailis sneered "After all, it'd be a tragedy for YOU to be devoured, darling sister"

Daighear thought about decapitating him for his impudently smug behavior, but stopped when she remembered she needed him to serve as bait still.

"I didn't wreck one of our venoms chasing an animal through the fog" She sniped back

"THE FOG IS IMPENETRABLE! We should've gone on foot!" Mailis snarls, his outrage and embarrassment feeding her more than the despair their sibling's faced in death "It was an astounding stroke of luck that we didn't wreck sooner and"

"Somethings in the fog" Daighear hissed, motioning her arm for her brother to get behind cover, he obeyed and graciously shut up, as the sensor array in her helmet screamed of rapidly approaching life signs unlike anything she had seen before

"Is it your feline?" He hissed

"No" She said dully, peeking around the rock she pressed herself against to see, an all to familiar silhouette framed in the gloom.

Another Aeldari warrior. Shame tricked down her spine, flushing her cold flesh with the shock of embarrassment as her brother began to cackle and mock her.
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Two Aeldari stand before you, one of them feminine the other masculine, though they are dressed in near identical armor. Water cascades down the segments of their queer attire, as you wade closer to them.

The Man is holding a shard carbine, slung over his back like it were a wooden staff. He's laughing and mocking the other, the woman, who seems to have made a grave error and unforgiveable mistake judging from her body language. They haven't noticed the discrepancies of your height and the broadness of your shoulders because of the distance between you and the heaviness of the fog settled above the river's water.

And because you've adopted the stride and manner of one of their own, walking with the same contemptuous dignity and disdainful pace of they themselves uphold. Your presence has become that of an Aeldari hunter, sneering and judging the world around him and judging himself superior to all he beheld.
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>>4886049

"Oh my foolish sister! don't tell me you're jumping out our siblings shadow?" The man mocked as the woman held her blade ready, instinctively sensing something incorrect in your posture, which you adapt the moment you realize you've settled your heel in the improper position.

"Silence, Whelp!" the mocked woman roared, pointing her glistening blade in your direction. Judging from the pigment of the fluids on it, she has just ran it through one of her own people. Perhaps in a fit of pique or ambitious power play "You! state your intentions and purpose. Lord Cearnarch has decreed only those carrying out his will may leave the landing site! Reveal the task entrusted to you by our father, or else be executed for mutiny"

Ah, she's a prideful one. One certain of her own talents and dismissive of all others. She's suffering from stress and lingering doubt she herself will not admit, worried that she will be judged as incompetent and punished. An easy mark for manipulation. However, her subordinate is more cunning. Though he is also assured of his own genius and the grandeur of his own manipulations. He's thinking how you will serve him, while his mistress is panicked that you've come to carry out her own execution.

An ambitious servant, and a blind master. The easiest pairing to turn against each other.

How shall you approach the pair, Lieren?

>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.

>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally

>Tell them your orders are to bring them back to the landing site, claiming they've wiled away the time allotted to them by your "father" and have failed in their duties

>Just kill them. Not point in wasting time. "fade" into the fog, and ambush them from behind. A single strike should be sufficient.

>write in
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I had a couple thoughts, regarding the various powers displayed and 'Meins' that Lieren seems able to adopt; they don't seem to necessarily require a deep and personal bond with the person or being (otherwise Khaine wouldn't have featured). Malal has also confirmed that at least two of our friends and companions were able to draw on the 'great sea' of Lieren's soul in times of stress.

So firstly, Lieren may be able to behave like a chameleon/octopus, assuming an identity informed/inspired by particular people/beings for whatever situation applies. Caught in a meatgrinder against an Ork Warboss and his horde? The 'Mein of the Scarred Blade-Biter' draws on a sliver of the monstrous combat abilities of Angron to RIP AND TEAR. Need to infiltrate a heavily defended citadel with archeotech defenses? The 'Mein of Black Wings' draws upon the wraith-like talents of Corvus for the perfect assassination.

My second thought was whether or not it might be possible for an Astartes descended from Lieren to manifest similar powers. The Blood Angels see snippets of their genefather's life and demise through the Black Rage, and are haunted by a weirdass murder ghost/guardian angel. And I haven't forgotten that the one captain seemed to have an experience where he drew on the spirit of a human berserker from Future Finland. What if the psykers and odd individuals of the 2nd Legion and it's successors can momentarily do something similar?
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>>4886051
>>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
>>Just kill them. Not point in wasting time. "fade" into the fog, and ambush them from behind. A single strike should be sufficient.
>>write in
"To fulfill our Lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return." Then fade into the mist.
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>>4886051
>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
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>>4886051
Changing vote
>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.
I realize Lieren needs to study their language just a little bit more to perfect it. Once he's done that, we can move on to
>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
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>>4886051
>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally

We want one of them alive, the smarter one at least. Another perspective to compare to would greatly help with our understanding of these bastards, fill out the gaps so to say.

After that we can pretty much slaughter them all until we find someone tech savvy.
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>>4886051
>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.
>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
>write in
Then come near them and rapidly kick them in their guts, afterwards disable their arms and legs and take away their helms (they have comms in them) and weapons.
Done that, immediately look at their minds and search for all informations and knowledge they have. Afterwards they could be killed or put unconscious for a few hours for future more in depth interrogation in a fort.
Their equipment can be recovered at the end of our hunt.
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>>4886051
> Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.
> Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
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>Tell them your orders are to bring them back to the landing site, claiming they've wiled away the time allotted to them by your "father" and have failed in their duties
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>>4886051
seconding this>>4886055
and this>>4886060
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>>4886060
I support.

Let them be punished, but first let us perfect their accent.
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>>4886051
>Plan: "devil on your shoulder"
Blast the she alien with our Lance then bow/nod to the male before vanishing back into the mists. The idea being we're some ladder climber like them and we're hedging our bets with them. He might see us again and think we're his and thus not raise the alarm.

From there we keep distance and track his return to the others.

Plus I kinda want something fun for Malal to write.
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>>4886062
This. Make sure we destroy the helmets too.
>>4886061
They have Haemonculi too which have some extremely useful but dangerous knowledge (for us that is since messing with the soul opens a lot of opportunities for when dealing with daemons).
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>>4886055
Supporting this one
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>>4886051
>>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.
I would rather we string them along a bit further, but if we are going to murder them i want to hit at least one with the memory extraction device
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>>4886055
Metal changing to support this
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>>4886061
they both had long lives, it is better to capture both of them since they will hold a vast amount of informations just for their age alone. It doesn t matter if one isn t smarter, or tech savvy.
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>>4886183
In this case only capturing one is purely to cut down on exposing leiren to their shit as much as possible. Plus its unlikely they will have unique insights or knowledge being of the same social standing and in the same family, so why waste time to learn nothing of any real worth?
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>>4886193
Familiarizing ourself with how their minds are structured would be good reason to as would learning their individual schemes amongst their kind to keep our momentum.
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>>4886055
Fuck yes, I'm going with this one.
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>>4886051
>>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
>>Tell them your orders are to bring them back to the landing site, claiming they've wiled away the time allotted to them by your "father" and have failed in their duties
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>>4886051
>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.
>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
We do a little trolling
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>>4886055
Support the sowing discord option.
Assuming we have the darklight rifle from earlier, can Lieren escape to a snoipah position in the mist?

We must salvage corpses and all tech later, including the armour, weapons and venom for Kanzeon's study.
She is our agent Q.

>>4884504
>typo
I'm disappointed we didn't kick anything in the grain yet.
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>>4886051
>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.
>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
The Mon'kheigh managed to kill a few of our brothers, and father obviously demand revenge for this insult.
His patience is growing thin with his children incomptence.
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>>4886055
Anons, if we don't study the language more, we won't be able to trick others that are more attentive.
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So what tech do you guys hope to get from the Deldar? I’m hoping for the shadow field generator.
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>>4886271
Anything related to transportation.
The Emperor's webway project is shit, but getting in his good graces is worth it.
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>>4886271
>>4886272
Exactly this, and better armour. If I remember right, (and 1d4chan seems to confirm) the deldar scion dropped power armour and not the bonesinger-made psychoplastic from craftworlders, that we can't patch up.

I'm hoping Lieren never finds out what mandrakes are while at this tech level, so he probably won't get any warp-space jump understanding.

Miniturised antimatter generation and containment could be awesome for many reasons, starting with Kanzeon and getting her systems back online. Then using that for speedrunning back to the space age on Shangrala.
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>>4886294
We just got to hope that no techpriest ever find out about Shangrala, because we are either going to end up with them hating our guts, or attracting hereteks.
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>>4886314
But anon we want hereteks!

Not the chaosfag type heretek but the actually tries to innovative and makes new tech type heretek
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>>4886271
>>4886272
Yeah webway technology would've great and all, but what I really want is their ships and their ground to air vehicles. Those could take our tech level off the ground real fucking fast. We just need to retrofit their ships into something less grimderp.

>>4886294
Shit man, all this Deldar tech might be able to help improve Kanzeon if she recycles it all. Then she might be able to fix that warp leakage.

>>4886314
But we want hereteks. They're more open to technology, and arent nessassarily chaos fags.
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hereteks slapped and slatherd in null denouncement charms would probably be some of the only "safe" researchers the imperium could have. We are very likely going to be required to spread our protective knowledge to mars.
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>>4886314
Tech priests can go away, our stuff is ours. There are good reasons for why nobody or just a brave few fucks with space marines chapters in 40k, nevermind in 30k with the legions being alive and functioning.
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>>4886055
We really should be studying their language and manners more. Sow discord, but keep watch to see what they do.
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>>4886377
So basically, we need our own Belisarius Cawl, right? Some smart techpriest that we trust enough to carry out our will.

Maybe we'll find an Japanese Forge World.
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>>4886377
Problem is, if the Emperor knew wardings, why didnt he spread the knowledge around?

>>4886385
Agreed. The more we understand our enemy, the more efficiently we'll be able to kill them.
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>>4886390
We and the imperium at large need to gain something substantial, or no deal.


>>4886271
Honestly ? First to take their fleet out if they have one above our world. Then to gain technology for bring Shangrila to a space age, combined with our intellect and Kazeon knowledge we should be able to become quite advance.

Beside that general dark eldar knowledge and galactic one from the interrogations, so we can prepare tactics against them and prepare our military for fight them.
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>>4886392
Because the emperor is a fag.

Seriously, when you look at his eradication of faith plan while throwing around words like crusade and inquisition while wearing the guise of a 10 foot tall golden flaming demigod it becomes apparent he's either an autistic dumbass or that he planned to make himself a god all along
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>>4886400
This is just a small hunting party made up of one "family" there's probably 3 more apart from these 2 and we'll get at most some fancy weapons from the patriarch and the crashed ship that will take us months to understand how the fuck it works, this is Eldar technology, basically magic that humanity could only rival during their own golden age
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>>4886051
>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.

>Just kill them. Not point in wasting time. "fade" into the fog, and ambush them from behind. A single strike should be sufficient.
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>>4886400
>We and the imperium at large need to gain something substantial, or no deal.
We're going to win a lot by having an trustworthy techpriest or group of techpriests that are just borderline hereteks, but not of the chaos kind.

Because if we just rely on normal techpriests, we'll never get anywhere. I mean, what do we do with Kanzeon? Even if we tricked people into believing she was just an normal fancy ship with a machine spirit or whatever the fuck, we'd still need people manning it.
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>>4886425
We're working on giving her a flesh body so that we may one day explore her "bountiful gardens" and pluck her "sweetest rose" as we finally come to "final understanding" with her.

BOW CKIKA BOW WOW!

prosperity =plowing kanzeons fields and maybe one day also that hot elf goddes too
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>>4886496
Is that after or before we get our psycker child almagamantion of the remnants of the Dai monks?
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>>4886524
After, by a long shot I'd reckon.

A premade ikea soul is easier to man handle than a machine without one as we understand it.
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>>4886390
Why japanese forge world?

Mate, they arn't special except the memes and the porn.
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>>4886425
We have seen that Kanzeon has a soul, or has formed one. That should be sufficient for emps to deem her "A machine spirit". Though I doubt anyone but the techmarines in our legion would be allowed anywhere near her just in case.
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>>4886535
So we can get a Mecha, anon.
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>>4886535
Because aesthetics matter?
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>>4886535
Because we're the Asian one, our astartes are Korean, our homeworld is Chinese, our forges are Japanese, and our big bruisers are Indian (where Amazons are actually from)
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>>4886294
It's worth remembering that the Mandrakes are something different and uniquely awful to the Drukhari. I think it's implied in their lore that they're native to a shadow dimension that's not related to the Warp.

>>4886373
Reverse-engineering Eldar tech is a great way to avoid Chaos hijinks for future generations. Personally, I would *love* their stealth fields.

>>4886314
>>4886377
>>4886383
>>4886425
Many of the greatest advancements that the Adeptus Mechanicus ever made were thanks to the Emperor and his sons; if a Primarch who is also notable for his staunch opposition to Warp-corruption vouches for the great intelligence known as Kanzeon, then the senior ranks of the Machine Cult shouldn't have too much issue. They might actually have more problems with the xeno-tech research than with Kanzeon herself, given that she is of that great era before the Long Night and is therefore a precious child of the Omnissiah.

>>4886496
>>4886524
> Lieren; the only Primarch to ever have relations with a woman or father a child, and it's with an ancient machine-goddess to sire a being that should not exist.
BEST HUSBAND. BEST DAD.

>>4886548
Clearly we need to befriend an Imperator Titan and introduce them/it to Big Sis Kanz.

>>4886622
We've got murder-roosters, giant turtles, multi-headed vipers, spoopy cranes, alien panthers, aurochs-esque oxen, and super-horses. All we need now are hive-mind rats and baby titan-sized elephants.
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>>4886634
Imagine how some of the other Primarch's may respond to holding a child of their flesh and blood; born, not made.

I can see some of them having a conniption, but others might take it much more positively.
> Perturbo, building a starship-sized playhouse for his niece/nephew.
> Sanguinius, taking the little one up into the clouds to fly with the eagles and cranes.
> Great Grandpa Malcador, cursing under his breath as he plays hide-and-seek with the little one.
> Corvus restraining his laughter while showing his niece/nephew the best hiding places and how to move without leaving a trace.
> Angron, the most zealously protective godfather the universe has ever witnessed.
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>>4886628
We could bullshit and say that she was built by copying a human brain, or that she isn't an AI, but someone that transplanted their conaciousness into the ship, ina seemless way. It's just that the organic brain died because the fkesh is weak.
And no, she doesn't remember it, because someone did it, no need to try and inveatigate it.
That is, if our plan of trasnplanting her sould into a body doesn't work.
>>4886634
>"You wanted me to find a wife and and have children so much, so here they are father, a being that is workshiped as a Goddes, and a child that has the memories of a thousand different persons"
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>>4886622
Pretty much. But I don't mean your modern Japanese stuff, those are the Tau's business.

I mean, imagine one of those old Zaibatsu Industries, except grown to the size of a planet, with Unit 731 Magos Biologos .

Basically, less mech and more of the Japanese industrial stuff, you know what I mean? After all, we're going to need people to produce our stuff. Finding an Mechanicus World we can trust and finding a Nippon Cawl would allow us to do more stuff by our standards.

Introduce them to The Journey, adapt it to the Omnissiah Cult or whatever is it they do.
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>>4886652
How would Malcador feel about the Shuni after we free them? They also would be space arabs dark sorcerors that became allies to a golden giant.
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>>4886658
...That's something different, like the Tiger children. IF there are any among the Shuni who aren't corrupted by Chaos, then it is Lieren's duty to see them led back into the light of human civilization as free people. If not then they must be put to the sword, their cities and temples ground to dust so they may not tempt or corrupt others in the future.
> Also I can totally see a 40k Inquisitor of the Ordo Hereticus with a Tigerman sword-singer and Shuni Exorcist in his or her entourage.
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>>4886672
> Angron, the most zealously protective godfather the universe has ever witnessed.
> Goes on a rampage whenever a speck of dust lands on our child
Good luck to the asshole Imperial/Xeno/Daemon assassin that tries to touch a hair on that baby's head.

I kinda feel like Dorn, Gorillaman, and Mortarion will be pissy shits about it. Leman is just more likely to be unnerved by the kid who sounds like a legion of ghosts from beyond the gates of Morkai and want nothing to do with them.

Vulkan may or may not approve, because he might think it wrong to 'experiment' on an innocent child, while Magnus...he might take it as Lieren being a hypocrite. "It's not okay to use the Warp for the betterment of mankind, but sure let's play God with a host of innocent souls and shove them into a single body against their will!"
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>>4886051
>>Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally
>>write in
"To fulfill our Lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return." Then fade into the mist.
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>>4886684
But Lieren never said that.

We told him to be careful and stop being flippant. Be incredibly incredibly careful.
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>>4886652
> Angron, the most zealously protective godfather the universe has ever witnessed.
I hope he never has a daughter for her sake. She'll die a virgin.
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>>4886684
Why the fuck would our kid have a million souls again, the plan was to make a body for Kanzeon and knock her up the old fashion way.
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>>4886700
> Angron adopts an orphaned child, a daughter, from a brutal planet he frees from slavers and tyrants.
> She grows up to be a gorgeous shield-maiden alongside his Legion, studying under Kharn as his protégé.
> Angriest Dad learns she's in lesbians with a Sister of Silence.
> To the shock of literally everyone, he's totally chill and accepting.
> "There were many such couplings among the men and women I fought beside on Nuceria. Their love is true, and that is all that matters."

>>4886706
I don't particularly mind either way, it just seems to be the direction several anons want to go.
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>>4886672
The important question is how will the Emperor deal with one of his sons having a motherly scientist wife and a chikd that's a legion of souls together.
And it's the one that was suposed to be the autistic loner that crunched numbers.
"I may have put too much of myself on that boy"
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>>4886715
>Dyke daughter
Fucking ruined, that shit is always god damn cancer.
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>>4886715
>I don't particularly mind either way, it just seems to be the direction several anons want to go.
Its an irresponsible jump from having a kid to a mini Emperor experiment.
>>4886729
The Million souls child idea is fucking retarded. We're gonna be a better dad and husband that Emps, that's enough.
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>>4886706
Malal said that the reamnants of the Dai ghosts couldn't reincarnate, but something else could be done with their paychic presense.
We also seen that an almagamation of souls is the nature of the emperor.
So it would be a way to give them another chance, and reapy the help they gave us against the daemon bitch.
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>>4886736
Okay, but not our kid, they can have the other vat body we grow for them, our baby is going to be from hot space ship momma.
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>>4886735
We are going to save Guonzi old disciples, are you going to just abandon those that helped us? Specially ones that were promised reincarnation, and than had it stolen by the machinatio s of slanesh and tzeentch?
A true villain.
The nornal child can be the younger one, if primarchs are able to reproduce
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>>4886730
Awwww, poor baby. That's just one of the lessons you'll have to learn; you don't get to choose how other people live their lives and who they want to spend them with.
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>>4886737
The hell do you mean what would happen? Her being an AI doesn't change anything. The AI gets a flesh body, and fucks then gets pregnant like a normal woman, why the hell would it randomly get a conglomeration of souls out of no where?
>>4886748
We're already going to get Kanzeon a new vat grown body, there is literally no reason to include them in our family business with her, and not just grow a few bodies for them.

Fucking worthless captcha connect damnit!
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>>4886741
That waa the idea, grow a vat body for them to have a second chance, and adopt them.
>>4886737
We don't know if we are capable of reproducing, or the body that we will give Kanzeon, or they will be compatible.
If they are, we get a sibling for the weird child, if not, atleast we still get a kid.
>>4886730
It could be worse, they could be a tranny.
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>>4886763
>That was* the idea, grow a vat body for them to have a second chance, and adopt them.
That's fine then, so long as the retards stop talking about making our kid a psyker experiment.
>We don't know if we are capable of reproducing, or the body that we will give Kanzeon, or they will be compatible.
>If they are, we get a sibling for the weird child, if not, atleast we still get a kid.
I can't imagine that Kanzeon wouldn't keep that in mind when growing her own body, she'll probably make sure she can have Leiren's kids.
>It could be worse, they could be a tranny.
Dyke is the first step.
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>>4886762
A plan has been setting the old sect of psykers into a new body, since they have been damaged immensely in the soul sense.

We may even need a few bodies for some complete repair. But it is good practice.
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>>4886777
EVIL TRIP SEVENS OF THE SHE BEAST, BEGONE TO THE PALACE OF RUST YOU VILE FIEND!
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>>4886785
7 is Nurgle.
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>>4886788
The Prince of Filth then? EVEN WORSE, HE WOULD APPROVE OF A HORRIBLE DECISION!
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>>4886785
>>4886788
>>4886793
The Numbers of the Gods are;
> 3 for Plague and Despair
> 8 for Madness and Blood
> 6 for Pleasure and Pain
> 9 for Sorcery and Mutation
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>>4886795
7 is nurgle, not sure where you got 3 from.
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>>4886548
>PRIMARCH CLASS TITAN INTENSIFIES

>>4886628
>They might actually have more problems with the xeno-tech research than with Kanzeon herself
We could probably pull some bullshit and say GaoT humans already made this shit, we're just rediscovering it, which isnt technically heretical.

>>4886634
Lieren, the only Primarch to be a dad to hundreds of abhumans
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>>4886797
Huh, must have confused his symbol of three poxes with his sacred number.
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>>4886769
Hey, the adopted child will be as much our as kid as the birthed one, giving that the idea/musing that Lieren had for Kanzeon was to make an body using ours as the template, and modifying to make it hers. The kid will probably will be able to be first, since we wouldn't need to learn how to genetically alter the gender.
>>4886795
And 11 is the number of being based.
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>>4886803
> PRIMARCH CLASS TITAN INTENSIFIES
You should check out the Imperators; they're basically Gods of War who answered only to the Emperor, Mars, and the Primarchs.

Just imagine; traitors invade Shangrala only to witness the capitol rise up on the shoulders of a divine machine of terrible majesty and awesome might, only to be cut down by a meteor shower of rockets and hot plasma, skewered in the air like a hunter catching a bird on an extending blade and wiped from existence by the wrath of a grand Volcano Cannon.
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>>4886377
Y'know what would be great? If the Null Denouncement Charms spread across the Imperium and end up being used among every day citizens in the same fashions as the prayer scrolls or bloody tear tokens dedicated to Sanguinius.

It's not an impenetrable defense, of course. But it will make it that much harder for Chaos to infect the dreams and hearts of good citizens. Every baby's crib, every soldier's identification tags, every Planetary Governor's throne, bearing a mark that burns the unholy like hot irons.
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>>4886938
I still think that must be some downside to it that we don't know, otherwise just putting it at every single place would be something that the emperor, psykers or the peoplexthat made Kanzeon would have done.
Unless no-one managed to charms exactly like it before.
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Please stop talking about coffeeshop au tier garbage

No 'le uwu wholesome primarchs' pls

pls
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>>4886948
My thoughts exactly. Is there a downside to making the Null Charm so wide spread?
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>>4886962
Ease of destruction, widespread view of their function, ect ect ect.

>>4886959
The only shit thing that people are seriously considering is trying to impregnate a Kanzeon body-puppet.
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>>4886968
He is baiting.
It's probably the faggot that tries to shit up the quest every three to two updates.
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>>4886968
No, i'm just tired of the whole 'le wholesome children with the happi primarchs'

seriously, i don't like grimderp either but this is just cringeworthy
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>>4886959
>>4886979
TBF he's probably shitpost unironically (am I using that term right?). if he really hated the quest, he wouldn't be posting, ergo he's a fan.
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>>4886985
And in keeping with Lieren's personality. It's also fun to think about, because children are cute to look at and Primarchs are the destroyers of worlds. Juxtaposition creates feelings.

>>4886986
if by "Unironically" you mean "He means what he says" then yes.
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>>4886992
Yes, fair juxtaposition, but the whole child thing is just cringeworthy.
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>>4886996
Than you better go and demolish our school, kill all tiger students, because that has already happened.
Either way, I want to repay the ghosts and save what remained of them somehow, and Malal already said that there are just remains that can't reaincarnate, but can be shaped into another form.
Lieren adopting the child is not nessessary, it can live with Guonzhi and the Wanderers in the Fog.
But him adopting it wouldn't be out of character anyway.
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>>4886996
Maybe it is, but cringe is no justification to stop unless you personally [the individual posting such things] feel terribly ashamed of them.

Fortunately, that is not within our means to control. So when people get bored of their memes, then it will stop.
But I'm completely with you on details like >>4886769 No having kids with the space ship.

>>4887013
Pulling the souls together to create a new being, tha'ts a worthy goal however.
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>>4887013
>Than you better go and demolish our school, kill all tiger students, because that has already happened.
That's different, those are kids we took wardenship of. That's something people did, it's not cringey.

You know what's cringey, though? The demigod warmachines acting like they were written by an art college dropout girl.
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>>4887033
> Demigod Warmachines acting like they were written by an art college dropout
Oh boo hoo, Malal isn't writing enough genocide and anons aren't voting for more slavery.
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>>4887061
There's a difference between being good and going full pastel.
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>>4887081
Jee willickers, it looks a lot like a faggot is in here.
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>>4887089
Honestly I knid of agree with him but for different reasons. Waifufags are a cancer and Primarchs reproducing sexually is not an idea I’m on board with.
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>>4886051
Malal please forgive the anons, they don't know than being retarded is bad.
Please have mercy on them
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>>4887157
Adoption and psychic creation is fine though.
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>>4887166
I’ll agree with that.
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>>4887157
>>4887166
>>4887172
Fuck off, we're gonna be a dad Primarch to make Dad look bad. Waifufags being a problem to you makes it worse when a waifu isn't chosen, the cycle continues regardless of if you like it or not. Shut the fuck up and let it end.
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>>4887157
> Primarchs are asexual beings who only exist for war and without any personal desires or wants beyond what they were made for
Careful, starting to sound a bit like the Emperor there.
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>>4887188
> Primarchs are asexual beings who only exist for war and without any personal desires or wants beyond what they were made for
This is a bit of a strawman. The Emperor’s intent was to make superhuman soldiers that couldn’t replace humanity and beyond them doing their job the Emperor didn’t really care. Lieren has exhibited no sexual desires that would be indicative of the capacity to reproduce. As far as I care Lieren is sterile and the quest better that way.
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>>4887238
Apologies if I'm starting to sound like a dick, just tired.

Anyway, I kinda feel like developing romantic and familial desires are just a further evolution of the character. I still remember how Malal described Lieren having yo force himself to be more human, and he's continually grown since then.
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>>4887280
>developing romantic and familial desires are just a further evolution of the character
Bit of a non-statement, this. Of course it's character evolution, but is such evolution good or needed? When drawing or painting it's easy to find other things to add or detail, a big part of being good at it is knowing when to stop. Overdevelopment is just as big a hazard as underdevelopment.
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>>4887280
We could have had a nice dream about family, but everytime we sleep, anons bumrush the emperor and primarchs.
And than they have the gall to say we were putting off family bonding for some time.
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>>4887301
Alas, I wasn't able to vote or comment in prior threads because of 4chan fuckery.

Personally, I would have voted for family.
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>>4887320
It wouldn't really matter, the Emperor voters was leagues ahead than the Malal chads and simple family men.
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Can we talk about sad boy Angron?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzP6DT7zSOU
>“What would you know of struggle, perfect son? When have you fought against the mutilation of your mind? When have you had to do anything other than tally compliance's and polish your armor? The people of your world named you "Great One". The people of mine called me slave. Which one of us landed on a paradise of civilization to be raised by a foster father, Roboute? Which one of us was given armies to lead after training in the halls of the Macraggian High Riders? Which one of us inherited a strong, cultured kingdom? And which one of us had to rise up against a kingdom with nothing but a horde of starving slaves? Which one of us was a child enslaved on a world of monsters, with his brain cut up by carving knives? Listen to your blue clad wretches yelling courage and honor, courage and honor, courage and honor! Do you even know the meaning of those words? Courage is fighting the kingdom which enslaves you, no matter that their armies outnumber yours by ten-thousand to one. You know nothing of courage! Honor is resisting a tyrant when all others suckle and grow fat on the hypocrisy he feeds them. You know nothing of honor!”
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>collect the Remnants
>Shove then into an artificial form
>Mfw we create a mortal Kombat character
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>>4887408
Angron has his flaws, but a lot of his actions stem from the agony and insane bloodlust that the Nails inflict on him (and of course the Emperor leaving his close companions to die without honor).

I don't think he'll be *perfectly* at ease around Lieren, but I think his actions leading a revolution against inhuman tyrants and that when it was done he didn't hold on to power will speak louder than condolences and sympathies for his past.
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>>4887408
Don't worry anon, we will save Angron
In 11th primarch quest, when the qm posts the new thread
>>4887412
His eyes glowing fade instead of gold makes sense considering the warpstones that fuel Kanzeon, since we are going to have to use the ship's laboratory to make his body.
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>>4887444
Speaking of origin, i wonder how ravenboy is going to react to knowing that we also rose up against an oppressor. He was pretty happy when he discovered that he had brothers.

Of course, he was found so late that by the time it happened the second and eleventh were already gone...so i just hope that we're not a goner so soon.
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I wonder how much the order has changed because canon we're the 3rd to be found which is solid but now working with Magnus we could find him way sooner and butterfly out
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>>4887556
I would be cool with being found sooner than later. That just means we get to fuck with Chaos a whole lot sooner on a lager scale.
>Lieren shitposting in order and unity
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>>4887556
I want to see this also.
>>4887455
He will probably like Lieren
>>4887454
It could be this chapter. It could happen sooner than you think.

>>4886051
>Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.

THEN after gaining intelligence

>Just kill them. Not point in wasting time. "fade" into the fog, and ambush them from behind. A single strike should be sufficient.
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Calling the vote now.

Play into the two's obvious friction to turn them against each other. Vaguely allude to your "Orders" in away to seed paranoia into both of their minds, while placing yourself as a potential ally:17


Just kill them. Not point in wasting time. "fade" into the fog, and ambush them from behind. A single strike should be sufficient.:9

"To fulfill our Lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return." Then fade into the mist.: 9

Silently motion and pantomime that you've discovered a well populated settlement, and are reporting back. You need to study their accent before you speak, to be sure you will not reveal your ruse.:12

Come near them and rapidly kick them in their guts, afterwards disable their arms and legs and take away their helms (they have comms in them) and weapons.: 2

Plan: "devil on your shoulder":0

Tell them your orders are to bring them back to the landing site, claiming they've wiled away the time allotted to them by your "father" and have failed in their duties: 2

"The Mon'kheigh managed to kill a few of our brothers, and father obviously demand revenge for this insult. His patience is growing thin with his children incomptence".:1

Total votes:22

So Lieren will study their accent through remaining silent and communicating through his body language and mannerisms, and when he's able to mimic it, sow discord by playing into the two's obvious friction by vaguely alluding to his orders to both seed discord in their minds and position himself as a potential ally.

Writing now

Also going to include the >"To fulfill our Lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return." Then fade into the mist.

As an option next update, to give it a second chance since it was really close to getting in this round

>>4886257
Monkey steals the peach
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The intention to speak sparks through you, an instinctive reaction to reply when spoken to as etiquette dictates. A subconscious action engrained into the minds of all men, to respond the moment they are called to. However, the logical part of yourself halts the process and reminds you of a weakness inherent to your disguise. Language. You can speak the Aeldari tongue with finesse, however what you lack is their accent. Aristocratic, bitingly cold, yet crushingly deep like the depths of a bottomless ocean. While it is poetic and at times gentle and soft spoken, a deep cruelty and apathy is inherent to their every spoken word. While the helmet you wear is outfitted with a speaker that modulates the voice further until it becomes the very sound of a sadism made incarnate, the subtle pitches and emphasis would reveal you as an outsider.

Maybe not as "Vile Mon-keigh" but perhaps as a rival raider, seeking to do away with his competition. Paranoia is encouraged and groomed within their society. And Salaigh's voice and recollections were muddled, by his injuries and their transient nature. Thus you must study uninjured specimens, the native speakers of the tongue not made delirious by pain or weakened by their hastily approaching death.

So, you speak with your body instead. Silently, you incline your head, lifting your chin and resting it at an angle, before raising onE hand onto the chassis of the Dark lance you carry and using it as a board to make a sign with your fingers. The interact symbol for peaceful intentions and subservience among this most wicked breed. It is difficult to make, and requires the bending and arching of joints that in human anatomy were not made to move in such a fashion.

The woman lowers her blade, but only enough to show she does not intend to attack, while making it obvious it is a show of temporary nonviolence and a complete light. From the gentle arching of her shoulders and tautness of her leg's tendons, you can see clearly that if you make one wrong move, she will attack without hesitation. The man meanwhile continues to cackle beneath his helmet his razor edged laughter cutting your senses like a butcher's knife, but beneath his glib façade you can see he is also readying to attack, subtly maneuvering his shard carbine to aim it directly for where a Aeldari's heart would be beneath your chest.

"How fortuitous, the newcomer is miraculously mute when questioned" The woman hisses, idly powering and depowering her power sword, causing the foul liquids still clinging to its edge to rise and dance as she speaks, using it to accentuate every syllable that passes by her lips "I can only assume you're devising your alibi to avoid your lawful punishment at your sisters hand, or do you to derive pleasure from playing the fool"
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>>4887939

"Perhaps he's had his tongue pulled from his jaws. It would certainly explain his austere presence and overtly serious posture" The man suggests, rolling his head, and flashing his fingers to suggest his master to bide her time, by flicking his wrist like a scorpion's tail. A clever deceit, that he masks by then waving his wrist flat to lazily rest the side of his head upon his palm.

You bow your head, and turn the lights in your lenses off and then back on, while arching your back and outstretching your idle hand's fingers. This is a form of silent communication you've found to mean you're being watched, tracked or hunted. The woman's posture stiffens, and you can tell you're silent message has resonated with her stress heightened paranoia.

It is no lie after all, however you did not claim it wasn't you who was hunting them. Smiling unseen, you watch her scan the edges of her vision, which by your judgement ends at the ravine's cliff and a few feet circling herself. Of course he perceptions are greatly dampened by the fog, even if they surpass easily surpass those of a human.

"By what exactly? Beast, or Aeldari?" The woman questions as you shift your gaze towards her and watch her jolt as she's exposed by your piercing attentions. Just a little longer and you'll have completely catalogued the subtleties of their accent and perfected its imitation, as you did with the Vishnu in the Bone Devouring Forest. Soon your Aeldari will sound as natural as one who had spoken it their entire life.

"Is something wrong, my treasured elder sister?" The man asks, twitching his hand to ready to turn his carbine in her direction if the opportunity to take her life arises.

"Just moved against my armor to roughly" She lies, averting her gaze instinctively from your direction, you can see the shame on her back. But in a moment she bolsters herself and finds an opening to once more turn her subordinates predatory ambition once more towards yourself. And falls directly for the trap you've prepared the moment this conversation began.

Raising her blade once more, she questions you once again.

"You haven't relied to us which command our prestigious lord and father has given unto you, nor which task you're undertaking. State your purpose or be cut down" She says, lowering her voice even more than they have already at the implications they were being spied upon.

Drawing your hand into a cage, you begin to compare and study all of the subtle forms of speech and subconscious shifting of pitch and pronunciation to complete your mimicry of their accent and to assure yourself of its total authenticity. Slowly, you draw the cage of your fingers open and shut, and motion with your neck behind yourself. And then lift your Dark Lance towards the horizon in a vague direction.

"A populace settlement?" The man proclaims quietly as he is able to, greed dripping from his words as you turn your back to both of them and motion for them to follow you
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>>4887942

"Our brother just happened upon us while he was reporting his findings back to father "

"That seems too easy of a coincidence" The woman replies suspiciously, yet she follows you all the same, her lust for power and prestige overcoming her paranoia "Especially considering how he's been acting, it all seems suspicious to me"

"Darling sister" You speak, flawlessly shifting your voice to mimic their own, while applying your own subtle changes so the imitation is not obvious "If you were blessed with our father's intellect, you'd have already realized the cause for my silence. The two of you were within the field of a cleverly hidden listening device, planted upon your now demolished transportation"

Both of them fall silent now, the woman cursing under her breath as the man takes a breath in.

"Is that how you found us then?" He asks, with only the barest hint of hostility revealing itself in the lowered pitch of his tone

"I am fulfilling the orders given to me by our lord and master, which in part includes integrating with your hunting party and bringing to you your just entitled and deserved reward" You answers, sowing the fertile earth of their minds for the seeds of discord. Their natural friction and rivalry will serve as excellent fertilizer to cultivate "Though it would seem I was not the only one to have been seeking the two of you out. Judging by the events that have lead to you being marooned in this barbaric place and forced to travel on foot"

"I knew that bitch was up to something, Mailís" The woman snarls, turning towards her brother

"For once your suspicions proved to be justified, Daighear" The man named Mailis mutters ruefully

"Oh like you wouldn't know, you wile away most of your time in her arms" The woman named Daighear hisses with all the vitriol of a love scorned...wait! Oh heavens no, not again! Yes, it should've been obvious! their friction arises not solely from ambition or spiteful competition but the jealousy of lovers as well! Just like the two eldest children of Yan Weizha! How abhorrently twisted!

"So killing her was not a gift, but a means to disguise my involvement with her attempt upon our lives? Remember who pulled you from the wreckage! My dear, dear sister" Mailis barks back, offended to be accused of a crime he probably had no involvement in.

"Ahhh familial love" You jest, shrugging your shoulders and shifting the lances weight in your hands, before grinding your teeth to show disgust "And all the weakness it brings. Will both of you cease your bickering? Our enemies watch us still and I shall not fail in the duty given unto me, understand?"

Both of them exchange looks, and judging from their shifting of their shoulders, ponder simply killing the sibling out their side to appease their brother and reap a greater reward. Each guessing the other to be a weakness their father wants excised. But, the fruits of distrust have not yet grown ripe.
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>>4887947

They need to be coaxed further to turn against each other like rabid jackals.

How shall you turn them against each other, Lieren?
> "Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist

>Lead them both to one of the other emptied villages, and take Mailis aside to convince him Daighear has become "A liability through the frailty of her psyche" and that this village shall be her grave or his own.

>Their mutual affection is a weak bond at best. Without meaning to, you've won the hearts of countless maidens. Charm Daighear into murder Mailis to "Weed the family tree of dead ends"

>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.

>Write in
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>>4887949
>Oh heavens no, Not again!
I kek'd, I kek'd loud and long.

>Their mutual affection is a weak bond at best
>Ah, I've been vauge. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than dark light.

What we do, is we weaken her appeal to Mailis and feign an attraction to her, which she will obviously notice and try to leverage as a leash, then relay our orders. Naturally Mailis shall die, then we can either kill or capture Daighear as we reveal ourselves and feign joy.
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>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.

If they end up fighting, we can subdue them and dissect them at our leisure.

Especially in the town with our men.
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>>4887949
>Write in
Use our telekinesis to crush their segmented rumour like cans reducing their limbs to mush then tear out their minds. We're on pure pragmatic mode now we got what we needed from the acting now we extract what we want from their minds. Brutal and to the point
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>>4888011
To further my own case and logic as to thismethord my thoughts are thus.

Segment armour works great at absorbing impacts and distribution of pressure over wider areas but this means indervidual pieces are actually pretty weak, pinch them like crushing a hoop and they have no greater structure to support them. This crushing wouldn't work on say power armour it's to bulky and soild pieces but in this case their armour design is their undoing.

Next their cries of shock and such will provide more range of acting information further bolstered by us tearing out two minds not one!

We killbot now
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>>4887949
>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.

When one of them attack the others we will do this

>>4888011


, and proceed to find what knowledge they have in their minds. They are at our mercy now. Hopefully they have a data storage on their equipment, so we can learn more things.
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>>4888015
I disagree in your assessment. Their cries of pain are equally obtainable by making them betray one another, while we also require them disabled before we plunder their mind.

To that end, setting them against one another permits us first hand view if their targetting priorities, how they move and fire, a rough indication of their reflexes, etiquette of combat (if any) as well as a fantastic opportunity to see their tools in action.

I also deeply desire to see them tear one another apart, with the pay off of crippling the remaining Eldar for information, which the sister is more likely to have. The horror and shame of what has transpired will serve as apt revenge. Their hanging as apt justice.
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>>4887949
> "Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist
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>>4887949
>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.
>Or Lord Father is growing thin with his children's incomptence.
"Oh heavens no, not again!"
Kek, Lieren is really tired of all this noble incest thing. I wonder what would happen if he knew about the Habsburgs.
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>>4888118
I think it was said best during his first encounter, when he shot them both with the Chen Dao

>Primarch Lieren "Fuck your brother, die with one another" of Shangrala
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>>4887949
>>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.
Using this as a distraction is a good thing. But having Siblings kill each other is distasteful. The killing should be done by someone else while they are very distracted by their arguments.
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>>4888190
I disagree. They are for all their faults, exceptionally good at killing and their dexterity is inhuman.
We already told them that the settlement was inhabited, so you are using our companions and our soldiers as bait for enemies with a toxin rifle and a barbed sword rather than letting each hedonistic monster kill the other so we can restrain the second and kill that one later.

"Distasteful" or not, putting our friends at risk when there is no need is exceptionally foolish and I protest greatly.
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>>4887816
Will Kanzeon kick us out of heaven for taking these artifacts though?

>>4887949
> "Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist
in the direction of:
>Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.
Lieren can use COURTS' ABOVE COMMANDMENT TO THE FAITHFUL (telepathy) or ventriloquism to mess with the aeldari as they make their way to the ambush site
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>>4887949
>>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other
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>>4887949
>>Their mutual affection is a weak bond at best. Without meaning to, you've won the hearts of countless maidens. Charm Daighear into murder Mailis to "Weed the family tree of dead ends"
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>>4887949
>>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.
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>>4887949
> "Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist.
>Their mutual affection is a weak bond at best. Without meaning to, you've won the hearts of countless maidens. Charm Daighear into murder Mailis to "Weed the family tree of dead ends".
We can imply that 'Salaigh' desires a queen to rule at his side when he finally wrests command from their father's mutilated corpse.

Also 'and this seems to be a point that no one else has considered, we need a prisoner to bring back to the capitol to stand trial before the new Emperor for the vicious murder of his beloved subjects.
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>>4887949
>> "Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist
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>>4887949
>>4888428
Shit, I'll even add this
> Once a clear victor has been decided, make use of your superior strength and new knowledge of Aeldari anatomy to subdue and render them unconscious.
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>>4888428
let it be their lord we bring back, rather than not.
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>>4888428
Better to just kill them them both.
We can keep the Lord Patriarch for judgement, after we break his arms and legs so he won't run away.
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>>4888451
That assumes he'll let himself be taken alive. Or that he isn't already dead at the hands of his other children.
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I hope you guys didn't forget that it wasn't the dark eldar disappearing villages. They found them deserted too.
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>>4887949
Also, this!
> As the murderous sibling-lovers attempt to kill each other, observe their styles of combat. This may give you yet another advantage in dismantling and executing their twisted 'family'.
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>>4888460
My thinking is that it's either a cult or a magical beast. A foreign raiding force would leave more evidence of their travels and depredations.
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>>4888428
Be honest anon, you're just voting for that for coomer reasons.

We don't need the girl, the big prize is the patriarch and more importantly we need to find out who's really disappearing all these villagers
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>>4888485
I don't see why that vote is a coomer option, given we will be killing her anyway.
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>>4888485
> Coomer Vote
Eww, that's a sadistic xeno witch you're talking about. At least Kanzeon is an awesome shipfu we can joke and have deep conversation with, and Isha is a literal milf goddess of immaculate beauty.

We only accept quality here!
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>>4888524
If lieren hooked up with Isha, wouldn't that make him stepdad to the entire eldar race?
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>>4887949
>Their mutual affection is a weak bond at best. Without meaning to, you've won the hearts of countless maidens. Charm Daighear into murder Mailis to "Weed the family tree of dead ends"
>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.
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>>4888528
> Lieren; the only man to ever out-smug Eldrad, who knows him better as 'That Motherfucker'.
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>>4888528
Do not.
Look what harems cause.
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>>4887949
>>4888428
>>4888447
+1 we need to take a few of the guys alive, but unconscious. Maybe a cut to their hamstrings should suffice.
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>>4888549
It would be funny though
>I cant believe my step dad is younger than me!
>anime intro theme plays out
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>>4888549
I mostly jest. *Mostly*. I do think a romantic relationship with Kanzeon could be fun and interesting.

Also, I'm not expecting Malal to write smut.
> I go to other places for that.

>>4888575
Something something Eldar Oyakadon.
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>>4888594
Heh. If we *did* ever want to piss in his Cheerios, that would be how I'd want to do it.

Though, that's like FUTURE END GAME shenanigans, given that we have to rescue her from Nurgle first. The fat fuck.
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The DE aren't the ones emptying villages. We need more information. I say we capture them and take their stuff.

>Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.
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>>4888758
I say we murder every single one of them with extreme prejudice. I don't give a shit about information while there's fucking Dark Eldar here. Even beasts and chaos cultists aren't as horrible as dark eldar, because you're going to be tortured by chaos eternally when you die anyways so at least chaos people just sacrifice you. Dark Eldars squeeze every last ounce of pain they can like you're a fucking capri sun.

Give them all a one-way trip to prince slan's party house.
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>>4888892
I wonder if Null Denouncement Charms could turned into soul-purging weapons?

Kill the evil fucks, only for their souls to burn away before Slaanesh can even get a taste.
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>>4887949
Seconding this>>4888428
>>4888447
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>>4888933
On one hand, that's cool, but on the other one, i don't think i even want an soul-destroying weapon.
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>>4888985
Definitely not lierens style, especially since he knows about reincarnation, maybe they can be something less shit in the next life, like a dung beetle or a bacteria
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>>4888990
(Un?)forntunaly they are eldar.
Their new patron god is their only destination.
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>>4889006
dark eldar can suck it and die. regular eldar is a case by case judgment.
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>>4889006
This is also why I’m interested in experimenting with their souls. Their souls are going to be eaten by Slaanesh anyway so they can’t suffer in their next life.
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Did we ever gather those Isha tears?
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>>4889204
Too busy fighting fighting the fat rusted one.
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>>4889204
>>4889220
We were never getting those tears since it would require getting close enough to Nurgle for him to bitchslap us.
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>>4888528
He's just Dad. And none can deny his right.
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>>4888549
People like you ruin them out of spite. Beat it with that self fulfilling prophecy bullshit.
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>>4889228
No harems.
Lieren is an elightened man, he knows the truth.
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>>4889006
This is also why I’m interested in experimenting with their souls. Their souls are going to be eaten by Slaanesh anyway so they can’t suffer in their next life.

I say we convert them into the Way. If they find a way of that fate, we could unify them and benefit greatly.

We'll use Isha to rally around! She'll also make sure that they won't do stupid things like betray us.
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>>4889268
My only reservation about using Isha as a rally point for their souls is the potential for Nurgle to intercept. Then again, I've always liked the idea of Eldar corrupted by something other than Slaanesh. I like the idea of Khorne-corrupted ones becoming Vampire Counts.
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>>4889268
The eldar paths are already basically our Journey anyway, just with more arrogance and a chance to protect their souls due to the infinity circuits.
Getting craftworlds and exodites to cooperate might be easier due to our interaction with Isha and the observing Farseer that we ignored, or not, Eldar are assholes.
The real problem is dealing with the Deldar and Harlequins, because they take that mantra to the extreme.
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>>4889268
dark eldar are a lost cause.
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>>4889309
Actually, most eldar aren't assholes. It's just we're mainly dealing with the warriors and farseers and what not who emotion warping masks to prevent themselves from getting shit like PTSD or something. I forget exactly what it is but craftworld eldars at least wear specific war gear in to make the stress of fighting less sucky on them.

Doesn't help that their main military leaders are basically stuck in a fighting mindset due to having become lost on a path.

Also the exodiate eldars aren't assholes, they just want to be left alone.
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>>4889314
Yeah, the Exodites don't have the same arrogant behavior of their kin; nature tends to punish hubris harshly, and their whole lifestyles and culture is about returning to their roots, being reminded that they're part of something larger than themselves and not gods above all.

As for the war masks and Paths, that's pretty accurate. No one writes about the calm, quiet life of Acheren the Bonesinger or Enfarel the Cartographer.
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>>4889385
I remember seeing somewhere that there was a book that touched on craftworld eldar civies and they actually felt bad for how the rest of the galaxy was and for humans. Like how people in first world nations look at the wartorn parts of the world.
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>>4889235
No harems on random women we don't know. He does know the truth. Get lost autist.
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>>4888011
>>4888015
Supporting the use of our Psyker gifts in a way that would make Magnus proud
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>>4887949
>Just bring them into an ambush at stubborn ox's rest
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4889439
No harems.
We barely know Isha, just saw her nature. Shipfu is ok though. Fuck off faggot
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>>4890252
Lol, just for this mistake I'm voting harem when the time comes
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>>4890256
Even though it’s explicitly against the Journey?
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>>4890260
Hey now, the Journey advises against the pursuit of base pleasures, not seeking romance. We're not the Yan!
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>>4890292
It advises against having multiple wives.
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>>4890305
Wait, it does? I thought it was just excess.
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>>4890256
What mistake? Me not giving a (you) to the man who comes out of nowhere and try to start a fight by insulting instead of arguing? The one that appeared right after the other one disappeared?
Or me changing the poat to call the faggot a faggot instead of just repeating what he said like a child?
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>>4890326
More than one wife is excess.
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>>4890326
Multiple wives is excess.
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>>4890305
Does it? Seems a bit daft to considering, there will always be polyamorous groups in any society, its just how humans are. Not neccesarily a bad thing on its own.

Dude calling for a harem is blatantly fishing for reactions tho.
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Found it.
> The gravest sin, the greatest act of foolishness one can commit, is to chase and spend their energy, wealth or power in the pursuit of life's base pleasures. Gluttony, Lust, Revenge, Rest without work, and many more names are attributed to this most deadly of sins. Men may be beasts, Men may be animals, but to act as such is a sign of utter stupidity. A merely satiated stomach is much more pleasant than one filled to bursting, the love of a single partner more fulfilling than the touch of many, Understanding brings more peace to one's soul than blood revenge.
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>>4890346
I feel that verse is very coloured by his history with the yan than people as a whole. But its not really important so oh well.
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>>4890346
Quoting the Journey like the Bible when it's only meant to inform, not dictate every aspect of a person's life.

>>4890331
>>4890332
*Excess* is not the same as *love*, just as a fortune does not always take the form of gemstones and precious metals. A person can have feelings of affection and desire for different people and for different reasons.

The only one who ultimately decides whether or not the quest goes in that direction, is Malal himself.
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>>4890346
First off, you're beginning to treat the journey like the Bible by interpreting it to its most literal and dogmatic interpretation

Second, that just calls for excess of pleasure rather than emotional fulfillment and stuff, basically saying that you should enjoy your life and you SHOULD seek out the pleasures that makes life worth living, just don't go full retard to the point where you begin smashing your balls with a mallet because it's the only way you can cum now
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>>4890360
>>4890388
You keep citing “love” for a reason to have a harem but that’s logical. The entire reason harems exist in first place is not love for having a harem is a status symbol, an expression of superiority, willful excess, and harmful to the integrity of society. You also don’t have to be romantically involved with someone you love and can help them find someone else to marry that can devote their time to them.
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>>4890415
*illogical
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>>4890415
I haven't been arguing in support of a harem, if you can't understand context; maintaining a romantic relationship with more than one person does not equate to keeping a harem, nor does it imply that the significant others are mere possessions.
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>>4890415
Also we haven't even interacted with Isha other than promise to free her.
At best it's attraction and desire, not love.
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>>4890433
>if you can't understand context; maintaining a romantic relationship with more than one person does not equate to keeping a harem, nor does it imply that the significant others are mere possessions.
What you are arguing is irrelevant though. “Being romantically involved with multiple individuals” never remains that way and Lieren is a Primarch thus designed to reproduce in a nonsexual manner.
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>>4890451
Bro, I don't know wtf you're talking about with the romance stuff

But you can't use that "we were designed" excuse for lieren or Any of the primarchs, our design got thrown out the window the second we went through the warp as test tube babies
Every single action and emotion that we've experienced since we got here has been AGAINST our "design".

You got me fucked up man, no one seriously cares about harems or shit here, it's when you started using the journey like a Bible and talked about what we're "designed" for that people started taking issues
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>anons reeeeing over harems or the better waifu: big titty virgin GoaT ship GF, or massive mommy milker xeno goddess
>"yeah that's par the course"
>anond using the Journey in quotes and "muh primarch designed dis weh"
>REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Lmao what's going on now?
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>>4890507
der coomers

The only thing they care about is their isekai-tier fantasies. They want to turn Lieren into an actual manhua protagonist.
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>>4890481
> But you can't use that "we were designed" excuse for lieren or Any of the primarchs, our design got thrown out the window the second we went through the warp as test tube babies
That’s bullshit because we’re still a Primarch.
> Every single action and emotion that we've experienced since we got here has been AGAINST our "design".
>Somehow he stopped being a tech primarch despite doing all of this tech stuff.
Him gaining emotions and eye souls doesn’t change him being a Primarch anon.
> You got me fucked up man, no one seriously cares about harems or shit here
Never discount a person’s capacity for doing stupid shit. They’ll surprise you every time.
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>>4890507
Soneone shitposting and baiting, like what it happens everytime.
Unfortunally it seems that the rate it happens is increasing, it went from every thread, to twice evry thread, to every two to three updates, to every update, and now multiple times per updates.
I fear the day that this quest turn into more baiting than actual discussion and votes, and therefore turns into every other big quest in this god forsaken board.
Atleast Malal is still based, and hasn't fallen to ranting instead of posting.
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>>4890545
God, imagine how horrible it'll get when we get to the actual crusade part.
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>>4890744
Not very, all things considered. What we can affect, and how, will be very heavily dependent on who among the Primarchs we campaign with and where.

We could spend some years working side by side with Magnus and Leman to purge hostile xenos from their lairs and bring whole sectors into the light of civilization free of Warp corruption, or we might end up paired with Gorillaman and Perturbo to create a robust and self-sustaining empire free of excess, where every man and woman has the education and opportunities to utilize their full potential.
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>>4890744
dude, i'm legit fearful of what may come.
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>>4890744
The shitposting that will come when anons are forced to choose which primarch to hang out with will be astounding.
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>>4887949
> "Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist
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>All this talk of waifus in a warhammmer quest

"Boy"
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>>4891310
> Sisters of Battle
> Craftworld Banshees
> Commoragh Wyches
> Tau Battlesuit Pilots
> Genestealer Cult Milfs
Come on now, GW is just as depraved and dysfunctional as any 4channer. There's even an Ultrasmurf that's a half-elf bastard.
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>>4891384
>There's even an Ultrasmurf that's a half-elf bastard.
My boy Illiyan Nastase hasn't been mentioned since 1st Edition, throne rest his soul. He's one of the few pieces of lore that can be regarded as completely and utterly non-canon. Him, the Valedictors and Rainbow Warriors being the two lost legions, and chaos!Necrons. Curse Varro Tigurius for usurpation.
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>>4891409
I think the setting would be greatly improved if everyone could drop the seriousness here and there. Remember that you can't spell 'Warhammer' with the 'Ham'.
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Y'know what we need to do in the near future? Fix brother Feng's terrible limp; either by creating a fine hospital where he can be treated, or taking him to Kanzeon herself.

After that, it would only be a matter of training him (IE beating the cocky bullshit out of him) to join our elite warriors.
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>>4891480
Once we find the time to deal with all the Warp bullshit in our region, study + fix the cause of the warp rocks, then finally levitate all the mountains from on top of Kanzeon, we could probably take our bros there to get his limp fixed.
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>>4891518
How about just studying the warpstone with Magnus’s help.
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>>4891384
Those last two are fan stuff anon don't push ya luck
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>>4891557
I was pretty sure that I remembered a geneatealer cult that was matriarchal in necromunda.
So I spent the last half hour searching the wikis for something, but I found nothing, not even in suptg.

Did I somehow mix the Escher, Delamaque and a genestealer cult in my memory, or do I just suck at searching?
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Their mutual affection is a weak bond at best. Without meaning to, you've won the hearts of countless maidens. Charm Daighear into murder Mailis to "Weed the family tree of dead ends":7

"Ah, I've been to vague. Of course, love blinds with greater ease than Dark Light. I have tracked both of you Daighear and Mailis, to fulfill our lord's orders. That only the strongest sibling should return". Then "Vanish" into the mist:7

Just bring them into an Ambush at Stubborn Ox's Rest, and fuel their arguments until one of them snaps and attacks the other.:10

Use spirit's touch to incapacitating them via severing their spines and take the secrets in their minds by force (Crushing limbs seems a little too cruel for Lieren IMO): 3

"Our Lord Father is growing thin with his children's incompetence": 1

Once a clear victor has been decided, make use of your superior strength and new knowledge of Aeldari anatomy to subdue and render them unconscious.: 3

As the murderous sibling-lovers attempt to kill each other, observe their styles of combat. This may give you yet another advantage in dismantling and executing their twisted 'family'.: 1

Total votes:21

So Lieren shall simply lead the two alien siblings to Stubborn Ox's rest, where his companions and some of the finest warriors of Long-Jia lie in wait.

And after the ambush has sprung, Lieren will manipulate the siblings and encourage their petty arguments, until one of them snaps and attacks the other.

Writing now

>>4891310
Good work.

>When none of your brothers listen to your warnings or advice

>>4888548

This reminded me of hellsing abridged for some reason

"Dear vile patriarch of all filth and father of all things verminous, who soon shall be cleansed from this world.


I wanted to deliver to you this genial message to inform you of your impending and hastily approach demise, and the cleansing of your foul realm and all of its abomination from the Emperyan.

If you're intrigued by the mounting frequency of these well meaning messages penned and delivered by my own hand, It is to merely install as much of the very same despair and dread you spread as gospel as I am capable of.

As if to cultivate a garden to merely pluck a singular flower before tearing the rest out root and stem and salting the once fertile soil below, to ensure that the garden will never again be verdant.

That's right I am going to PLUCK the very flower of despair!

Follow me at @TheGoldenFuckr"
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>>4891837
Amusing.
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>>4891837
Wait, don't you mean before the ambush is sprung?

Because if you are doing it after, and both of them are able to attack then our friends are dead or crippled.
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>>4891851

Yeah that's what I meant

Lieren isn't stupid. The manipulations and encouragement happen before they reach SOR, and the ambush will serve as a tipping point for one of them.

Since Eldar don't expect or consider Mon-keigh, especially from a primtive world like Shangrala, to be a threat.

Which is why the soldiers were able to kill a couple. They had explosives and the knowledge of how to rig them to make a big boom.
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>>4891837
Will we keep the survivor alive and pick their brain for details again?
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>>4891870
I think we’ll get a vote on that (which kind of annoys me since we’ll have to wait till tomorrow for an update.
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>>4891837
If Lieren is Alucard who is Anderson?
It can't be Lorgar as he is a little bitch.
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>>4891910
Horus, of course.

> The only other potential options are traditionally loyal sons turning traitor, like Gorillaman.
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And what better serves as poison for the prideful and haughty than the sting of defeat and the agonies of its shame? Daighear is as sure of her own greatness as she is her martial skill. Should her imagined position of eminence and glory be threatened by the supposed incompetence of her sibling turned salacious servant, her fury and indignation will doubtlessly lead her to make an attempt upon his life if she does not simply become feral with the fall of her pride and lashes out at the world like a dog made rabid.

And Mailis, is ever ambitious and cunning. Should the sister that stands superior to him in both position, talent and renown were to reveal a frailty of the mind or vulnerability in her aegis of savagery and martial skill, it is unlikely that he would allow such an opportunity slip through his fingers. After all, his people value such cold and pragmatic intellects as much as they do wild savages who have glutted themselves upon sadism and every taboo whim.

Either way, one of them will be driven to the brink of restrain and lose the genial masks they wear as the dark rage within their hearts bubbles out, and in desperation to maintain the façade of being an impeccable heir and hunter will turn upon the other to shift the blames of their failings to them and either maintain their position at the expense of their underling or make a grasp for the power and station held by their witless master.

Both Daighear and Mailis remain silent, the looms of their minds weaving plots and deceptions, weighing the risk of punishment against the likelihood of their schemes success. However, neither of them thinks to plot against you. Rather, it is clear you have become the foundation for a number of the sibling's erstwhile schemes. Mailis has noted his "brother"'s apparent lack of ambition and subservience to his betters and already considers you to be a fitting servant and weapon to use against his rivals.

While Daighear, self centered and exasperated by the failings of her lover and subordinate looks towards you quizzically with the same eyes Akanksha does, assessing your worth as a prospective mate and follower.

As you intended both of them to, by presenting yourself as an Austere man devoted to the will of his lord and father, unconcerned with the squabbling below himself. A perfect tool for an ambitious heir, if he could be swayed into their service. Never suspecting that you are the greater threat, which would in you eyes would be the most obvious conclusion to come to. But Love and Hatred blind all to the truth before their eyes.

Smiling once more, you lead the two scheming children of Cearnach through the fogs and to their doom. The graves you have prepared for them are waiting at Stubborn Ox's Rest. All that needs to be done is to fill them.
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>>4892020

It is not long before the two begin to bicker again, trying to paint the other as a woeful incompetent or useless lunatic to your eyes, unaware that you've already seen just how desolate their souls and hearts truly are. And unknowingly walking directly onto the road you've paved for them, that leads directly to both defeat and shame. Each time one of them speaks out against the other, or begins an argument you join in as a neutral party, twisting your words and theirs to assure each that the other intends to be rid of them and that you are reliable ally that should be courted to ensure their own survival.

Their tempers rise and flare, irritation feeding into paranoia, the cruel upbringing leading both of the lovers to anticipate a betrayal upon the horizon. The vile act of kinslaying, a sinful deed that both of them must have committed numerous times before, with the other serving as the co conspirator or partner in their crimes. It would be prudent to expect to be disloyalty from such a companion.

In fact, there's barely any need to manipulate either of them at all. After a bit of tinder is added and then set ablaze by the spark of their suspicion, the other provides a suitable amount of fuel to feed the ever rising fires of their paranoia and resentment.

Within an hour, each has begun their "Courting" to earn your allegiance, subtly approaching you with praise and compliments, comparing your obvious professionalism favorably to the inadequacy of their other siblings. Both attempt to bind you to them through the closest thing their species has to friendship and comradery.

Mailis thinks its amusing that you refer to yourself as only "Hunter" thinking it to be quiet means of mockery intended towards the rest of their apparently expansive tree of relations. While Daighear shamelessly flirts and attempts to drive Mailis mad with jealously when you weave a wholly fabricated story of your victory in the arena kept by your shared "progenitor", which leads to the man to tell his own story, of the fates of Daighear's previous paramours and what remains of each. Which inspires the prurient swordswoman to pen of insults so flowery it is almost like a bawdy form of poetry.

Both of the siblings continue to butt their heads and lock their horns, each trying to dredge more evidence than the other to further bolster their unspoken suggestion for an alliance against their rival and lover. Which you encourage with silent gestures and body language, sending signals to each that they can trust in your assistance and backing if the other turns against them.

Through the fog, lights glow in the distance. Showing that the ambush is ready, and the party accompanying you have entered into their positions beneath the veil of the fog and the rubble left behind by the explosion set off by the surviving defenders of the town.
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>>4892022


"At last, a mockery of civilization! I had expected we'd be lead to a collection of burrows and hollowed out piles of mud" Mailis jests, tapping his shard carbine to ask if Daighear should die in the raid to free both of you from the trouble her presence brings "No fortifications, no defenses, no way to even foresee our approach. As easy as taking a child from its mother's arm"

Daighear remains upon the hill, as Mailis walks boldly forward unafraid of any resistance he might encounter.

"No, its all too effortless, brother. Did you think I'd be deceived by such an infantile scheme?" Daighear says, realizing an ambush awaits her, proving her killer instinct to be as sharp as she proclaimed it to be, but not understanding the form it would take "Already moved your lackeys into position once you've figured out the coordinates from the silent hunter, hrrm? We'll see how a well a pack of incompetents fairs against warriors bred, you dog."

You remain silent, and nod, unable to restrain your glee as you grin maliciously beneath the faceplate of your stolen helmet.

Mailis moves his head to sign "be wary" no doubt expecting Daighear to have also orchestrated an ambush or trap to catch him in. And again, ignoring that "Disgusting, barbaric, witless Mon-keigh" can pose a threat to an Aeldari even if their weaponry and tactics are comparatively primitive.

You trail behind both of them, waiting to see which will take their chance to remove the threat walking besides them, which will emerge victorious from the duel to follow. And if either of them will notice the field of mines and killing ground that encompanses the entirety of the villages border.

Hidden cannons, vantage points in the rubble and ruined buildings, open sight lines looking out of the town by not in. A trap laid by the expert hands of a hunter luring in his prey. There is, however, one thing you dread and that is that your companions will not give the two a wide enough berth before they begin infighting, or that they'll spring the ambush to late and be caught in their crossfire.

Then you see it through the fog, a glint, the strange almost chitinous steel used to forge the Aeldari's armor and weaponry. And it occurs to you, that you didn't directly give any of your men orders to keep away from their weapons. Nor did you expect any to be so foolishly bold to think to wield one.

Daighear and Mailis are too focused upon each other, watching for signs of treachery or killing intent to notice it. But you do, and you figure out exactly WHO has taken the splinter rifle as his own. It must be Bai, a natural born killer who has never shied away from slaying beasts or men. A man with the same lust for battle as the Vishnu. The only man of your entourage who'd see a weapon as terrible as those fielded by the Aeldari, and become curious rather than terrified.

A fortunately, his foolhardy decision has played directly into your hand.

It happens in the span of a breath.
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>>4892024

Mailis steps on a mine, with a yield low enough only to daze the armored warrior. And Daighear's takes a glancing shot to her shoulder, the deadly payload of the splinter rifle scattering across the air. Simultaneously. Bai expertly timed his shot, trying to hide it beneath the cascade of explosions and eruptions of fire that followed. Unknowingly drawing your scheme to its inevitable conclusion.

Daighear's armor protected her from the neurotoxin, and so she realized what had happened. While Mailis was distracted by the explosions and gunshots surrounding him. He saw a pointless resistance from his quarry, She saw an assassination attempt plainly hidden behind theatrics.

Mailis attempt to fire back at the gunmen, standing unharmed in the midst of explosions and gunfire, coldly calculating the trajectory of the bullets ricocheting off of his armor. He begins his volley, your twin hearts stop, you raise your dark lance to eliminate the threat posed to your dear friends from instinct alone.

But you never get the time to shoot.

Poison flies from Excruciation's embrace , dancing from the edge of its blade in a rain of droplets as its powerfield is activated. Daighear moves like a killing wind, striking like a bolt of lightning crashing down from the heavens or a viper hidden in the grass. Unaware, Mailis continues firing, until the last moment. His infuriated sister stands a step behind him, her blade at her side. A sickly purple glow illuminates the night's gloom as the power field crawls down the curved edge of her sword mid swing. A diagonal strike, aimed at the joint connecting his shoulder and arm. A decisive cut, that will render him completely defenseless.

Should it connect.

A scream echoes through the night
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Bai moved like a spark from a flame, tilting his head to the side as he felt a gust of wind rush past his ears. A jolt of cold realization shot down his back as he realized what he had just done. Xin cried out and fell to the ground, withering and clutching his arm. The veins were blackening. His closest friend was screaming in agony, drool already pooling from his mouth.

Bai's expression twitched, but remained unconcerned. Dropping the strange rifle, he grabbed the spear he carried with him everywhere. Its edge was honed to a razor's edge and its head was weighted enough to cut cleanly through a panther's leg. Slicing off a man's arm would be an easy task for it.

Tears pooled in Xin's usually energetic and cheerfull eyes. It happened in the span of a single second, but his pain wracked mind was able to comprehend his friend's grim yet pragmatic intentions in the brief window between the intent of the deed and its actualization. He knew Bai well enough to understand how he thought. He knew what was to come.

"N...nnngh" He protested "Lie...cahn..fi.xxst".
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>>4892028

He swung the spear down, and spared Xin the pain, severing the arm at its joint, before the sorcerous venom could spread further through his body and condemn him to death.
Blood pooled at Xin's side as he wailed and screamed.

He knelt down to bind the wound, as casually as he would brush his own hair.

"Do not worry, my friend, I will bring justice to the lucky wretch who did this to you. I wish there was another way, but I shall not lose another friend to ill fortune" Bai explained serenely, as more shards of crystal splintered the walls around him, melting into the holes they drilled "I am sorry, Xin, I am sorry"

Xin continued shrieking and wailing, no longer because of the toxin's torture, but from the nerves screaming in what remained of his arm.
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"Damnations! Curses upon their line! A thousand year hex upon their sons!!" Wei hissed, pressing his back against a stone wall, keeping his head down as he heard unseen bullets flying above his head, Fat Chen had began to cower before the volley began, his elders Zian and Rong had managed to queerly dance out of the bullets' way, having heard Xin cry out when the firing began. It seemed like that devil from the stars wielded some kind of portable Gatling gun!

Fury welled in his heart, and Wei boldly stood again. He had let Chen die unavenged. He could not stomach standing idle as a second friend passes. Anger devoured any sense of reason or logic, and fed his courage. Through his wrath, he saw the world with renewed clarity, undaunted by darkness, fear of death or the cacophony of explosions that rumbled against his skull.

He whipped around, took aim at the first figure he saw, and waited until he saw the pallor of their skin. He thumbed the trigger of his rifle, sweat and furious tears streaming into the fiery expanse of his beard.
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Mailis was unable to turn around quick enough to avoid Daighear's strike. His arm, now severed, flew through the nights air followed by a stream of the most vividly scarlet blood you've ever seen.

It still held his shard carbine, and continue to fire. You ducked away from its last volley, dancing the carp's dance to avoid it's deadly payload, relieved that your friend's were no longer in danger of suffering a most gruesome demise. Instead, you turned your attention towards the bastard who threatened them.

Mailis stumbled backwards, as you aimed the dark lance for the center of his mass. He tried to swallow his pain, but Daighear struck again, splitting his armor open down the middle. You calmed you rage, and turned the incredibly dangerous weapon in your hands away from the town that sheltered your friends, the brief moment of passion nearly blossoming into a disaster.

With a flick of her wrist, and subtle movement, Daighear plunged the tip of her blade through his stomach and bodily lifted him from the ground. A scream of rage rose from her lungs. You could not tell if she were sobbing, laughing or both.
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>>4892033

The helmet's speaker distorted her cries to such an extent even you couldn't determine what form they took.

And then, one of her helmet's lenses cracked, an improbable shot that would've killed her had she not been dressed in such advance armor.

It ricocheted off and left only the smallest of grooves in the surface of the lens, barely enough to be called a scratch.

It served only to heighten Daighear's rage.

"CONTEMPTIBLE MON-KEIGH DOGS!" She shouted, as she recovered her footing and kicked her brother from her weapon, leaving him to expire from a torturous gut wound, as she raised Excruciation's Embrace over her head and prepared to charge "HOW DARE YOU STRIKE YOUR BETTER!"

Sighing, you carry out the second part of your scheme.

And what would that be, Lieren?

>Stopping Daighear, claiming she passed your father's test and that you have already procured a suitable tribute of pelts to appease his wrath. Try and convince the raging swordswoman to turn away from bloody revenge and lead you to the rest of her loathsome kin

>Grab her neck from behind, pierce your fingers through the segments of her armor and knock her out via choking her with a pinch. Capture and interrogate her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed

>Play the part of the lovestruck fool again, and soothe her wrath with honeyed words. Then use her paranoia to lead you to the other "hunting" parties wandering the hills and plains.

>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed

>write in

And Yes, Bai was able to save Xin's life from the neurotoxic with that amputation. before any of you start theorizing.
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new technique.

Always, always innovate a new technique.
We will have to scold Bai for using that gun, it is too cruel. But god damn we breed some real beasts here. Good enough to headshot an Aeldari.
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>>4892038
>>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892038
>Play the part of the lovestruck fool again, and soothe her wrath with honeyed words. Then use her paranoia to lead you to the other "hunting" parties wandering the hills and plains.
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family
>write in
But dont kill her. Cripple her, stripe her of her armor, but dont kill her. We can grill her for more information in the future, and we can study her anatomy..... oh dammit she'd probably like that wouldn't she.
Dont forget to loot the body of the dead brother. Check on our friends, and help with injured, talk with Bai. What he did had the fortunate effect of enabling the trap, but with unfortunate consequence. Good and bad things came of this, he already knows what he did, we cannot chastise him for what he already knows.
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>>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892038
>>Grab her neck from behind, pierce your fingers through the segments of her armor and knock her out via choking her with a pinch. Capture and interrogate her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4891409
He was mentioned in one of the recent books, hes still canon.
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>>4892038
> Distract her from her rage by crushing Mailis' head beneath your boot. Like smashing an egg under a stone.
Because it would probably work at subduing her ire, because executing the parasitic alien wretch is just, and because allowing an enemy to suffer in agony in their last moments isn't Lieren's idea of good or honorable behavior.
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coerce her into revealing the location of her family, before binding and gagging her for transport. She will be taken prisoner, to be judged by the new Dynasty; delivered by your companions while you pursue her blighted patriarch.
We have no guarantee that we can take the Drukhari leader prisoner, but having a live example of their species will definitely win over any doubters (alongside their technology of course, though we might want to destroy anything we aren't keeping in a secure vault). She can also be brought to Kanzeon; Best Ship may be able to aid in extracting information from her mind and body, including potential weaknesses in the Aeldari anatomy.
> After the interrogation is done, take her blade and a trophy from Mailis' corpse; these will assist your disguise, proving that you are the 'superior spawn'.
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892038
>>Grab her neck from behind, pierce your fingers through the segments of her armor and knock her out via choking her with a pinch. Capture and interrogate her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
>>4891946
Lion, Russ, and Corax strike me as the most likely candidates for that. It'd be interesting, that's for sure.
>>4892270
Illiyan Nastase the Ulthwe Farseer was mentioned. Not Illiyan Nastase the Ultramarine Chief Librarian.
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>>4892471
Russ, maybe, because he's an angry fucker, but Lion and Corax? Hell no. Corax would probably really like Lieren since they're both revolutionaries.
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>>4892471
> Lieren befriends Vulkan, Magnus and Perturbo for his work uplifting various worlds and appreciation of their talents
> Respected by Fulgrim and Lorgar for his artistry and culture, charisma and philosophy (even if they may disagree on a few points).
> Affectionate rival to Corax, a rare competition between Primarchs to display who is the better predator
It'll be interesting to see how Lieren's presence will change the course of history.
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>>4892607
You forgot
>The Panther and The Kahn being Kumis drinking buddies and having a throat singing duet routine.
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>>4892615
The horse brothers.
The Lai are going to love the khan.
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
I want her to know that she had not only fallen for an mon'keigh, not only defeated by a mon'keigh, but that everything that happened was a plot by said mon'keigh.

We can use our charm, threaten her, read her mind, anything we do is a thousand times more merciful than slaanesh's going to do, so keeping her alive for a few moments more is way more than she deserves.
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>>4892602
>Lion and Corax? Hell no.
Corax's paranoia about becoming like Curze and the presence of the Sable Brand in himself and his legion are exactly the kinds of flaws that Chaos would exploit. Likewise Lion's bitterness about not becoming Warmaster and the fact he had Chaos whispering in his ear every moment of every day he spent in the wilds of Caliban have sown a similarly fertile field. Granted, he is the least likely of the three. Horus would have to be loyal.
>Corax would probably really like Lieren since they're both revolutionaries.
Mortarion and Angron were also revolutionaries, I wouldn't bet on such a limited instance of common ground. Despite having the fact they're all filthy reds in common, all of the different flavors of commie seem to hate each other with a passion. I forsee one big contest of "my revolutionary childhood was worse than yours" being an obstacle on the way to brotherhood.
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>>4892654
Mortarion was a bitter jealous fuck who would turn the most heartfelt compliment into an insult of pity. Angron is literally brain damaged.

Corax was just a guy who revolted. Hell, he was happy when he learned he had brothers. Pretty swell guy compared to the other revolutionaries.
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>>4892654
> "my revolutionary childhood was worse than yours" being an obstacle on the way to brotherhood.
Oh, yeah, this is going to probably happen. I can already see Angron saying Lieren is a little bitch hypocrite who had it easy because his so called 'suffering' was literally just being rich and participating in the rich parties of depraved noblemen while he had to eat mud and stab people with a rusty spoon
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>>4892672
Lieren just need to straight up says he loves his brother Mortarion and give him the strongest bear hug he can muster.
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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As an add on lads I suggest we pull information from the brother slowly bleeding out on the floor at the moment before he expires, never know might witness a soul getting munched
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>>4892674
I wouldn't go *that* far. Angron was bitter and tempermental at the best of times because of his history and the Nails, but he's not an idiot. He lobbed insults about supposed nobility at Giga Smurf because he was raised by the highest echelon of a relatively peaceful society.

His biggest gripe with Lieren might just be his gentle, friendly 'mask', pretending to be the same as the simple men and women he surrounds himself with. Maybe accusing him of craving their adoration and worship, making the Journey his cult of personality, etc.

Though these potential opinions can of course change, depending on our choices in the future.
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>>4893021
Would Lieren give Angron's criticism some genuine consideration, or pass them off as the nails interfering with parts of his brain?
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>>4893069
I don't see why he would not consider everything said. Even if it's untrue, it's still telling of Angeron
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>>4892038
>>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
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>>4892955
good idea as well, he might know something as well
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>>4892038
>>Grab her neck from behind, pierce your fingers through the segments of her armor and knock her out via choking her with a pinch. Capture and interrogate her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
Friends escaping unscathed is a must. Also innovating new psykerist techniques is something we should perform in a controlled environment; the warp is a fickle thing.
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>>4892955
+1

Anyone else want to get in on this?
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>>4893069
Lieren DOES care about the thoughts of his peers, and would recognize that the nails only interfere with Angron's thought process to a point.
If Angron didn't actually have anything to say, he'd just ignore Lieren outright.
Plus, Angron is still a Primarch. Nails or no, he'd still retain some of the clarity afforded by his birth.
Also what this guy >>4893079 said.
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>>4892955
+1 Supporting
We might not be able to get much, given that he's dying right now.
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>>4892955
Joining the support the train.
You never know what secrets a deldar is hiding from others.
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>>4892955 #
+1
Let them know that we know what they know.
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>>4892038
>Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
But be ready for this if we fail
>Grab her neck from behind, pierce your fingers through the segments of her armor and knock her out via choking her with a pinch. Capture and interrogate her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed
Also, make sure to read the wounded Eldar's mind, keep him alive as long as possible, but if he is dying in seconds (or a span of time in which no useful tech knowledge could be gained), then we focus on the sister.
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>>4892067
>>4892161
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>>4892183
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>>4893571
Here me out, what if we knock her out, draw the information from her mind, cut her hamstrings, but don't kill her so we can gather more information in the future?
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>>4893583
That is...literally what my vote says, knock the sister unconscious, then either try to keep her brother alive for as long as possible (for mind scanning) or scan her mind (make sure she is restrained in either case)
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>>4893583
Oh, maybe you mean the part about executing her. Well, I believe that Lieren would only kill her after getting all the useful info he possibly can.
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>>4893583
We're not sparing a fucking dark eldar just because she has titties, you retard. This woman has probably done more horrible shit than huli jing.
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>>4893800
>ow the edge
You do realize the purpose of keeping her alive is not to redeem her, but to dig information out of her until we have everything before disposing of her?
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>>4893800
oh don't worry pal her death is only a matter of when
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I'm going to point out that keeping a Dark Eldar alive and captured will be a difficult especially a none legless one.

I suggest once we have used our gifts to extract info from her mind we end her. What she could tell us is not worth the risk of her escape or injury to friends.

Just my personal view of it
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>>4893940
I dodon'know why are people treating like this specific deldar will have that many answers. It's better to just draw the knowledge from multiple sources, giving how paranoid and arrogant they are, every single one will have secrets and focuses that the others don't.

So, how will Lieren react when he learns that he has an inbuilt way to learn memories without using psyker powers or archeotech.
And will our sons take a note from us and use the Omophagea on all of their foes?
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>>4893902
And keep a fucking live deldar around? Who knows what bullshit she has hidden.
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So can I pose a question for Malal, how did the old fox actually survive his battle with our army?
Like. . I was re reading it and I am still not sure how he survived where all else died. I think some genetics are at play but seriously.
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>>4894085
She is restrained and has a Primarch with truth-vision poking at her mind 24/7 until he learns everything and kills her. Any bullshit she can pull pales in comparison to Lieren on full paranoid mode. So yeah, I think it's safe to read her mind, and you are just panicking or trolling with "eldar titties" comments.
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>>4893940
Are you guys serious? The entire purpose of capturing her is to read her mind and then kill her while being sure that she is restrained for the duration of the process (a few hours at most). You guys are saying "we shouldn't capture her and read her mind, then kill her, because it's too dangerous. We should just read her mind, then kill her". It just makes no sense and seems to be the fruit of a massive missunderstanding between the parties involved in this argument.
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>>4893940
Not really. Tie up, cripple, grill for info, kill then be done. simple. It's not like we'll leave her alone and give her a chance to escape. At most an hour for Lieren to learn everything about her, then disposal.
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>>4893960
I doubt they will, but if they face a particularly smart human foe, they will munch on those brains. The braineating function the Astartes have was designed by Emps, so it won't turn anyone into chaos cannibals, but abusing it actually can cause a sort of boold angel thirst for blood but with brains instead. Of course, all of this without having into account that, due to bring able to awaken our psykerism at a very early age and having the ability to soul-link with all our sons and improve them via osmosis, we will have a decent ammount of psykers with telepathy that can act as interrogators and then teach the acquired knowledge to others.

Maybe our ways of utmost pragmatism and never wasting resources and talent paves the way to controlled eating of the brains of particularly good generals/commanders that after death, donate said brains to astartes, and of high level enemies. This would at first benefit the legion but if not properly and ABSOLUTELY controlled and regulated, it would lead to some members of our legion getting a mindflayer-esque addiction (and probably become slaaneshy or tzeenchian in the future). It would be a ironic way to get fucked over. One that Liren, with his wisdom and eyes, is going to curve before it appears, if it ever appears.
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>>4894607
this, it s just an enemy that holds informations. An enemy uncivilized and disgusting too, at that.
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I wasn't super concerned about interrogation; my first thought was getting her to Jinhai and letting him pass judgement as part of respecting his new position (technically Lieren's boss, har!). It'll soothe some egos to know that the Golden-Eyed Giant wasn't just going to do whatever the fuck he wanted.
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I hope Malal is ok and the Machine spirits are at peace
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>>4894616
>>4894602
I am agreeing with this. Capture. Read her mind. Dispose of her. Drukhari cannot be trusted and she is way worse than anything we encountered.
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>>4894665
The emperor judging a footsoldier in a court isn't really that glorious though.
We should to aim for that Lord-Patriarch to bring back. But we also will have to stay here in the region to inveatigate more, since the deldar aren't the culprits of the disappearances, so we would have to send someone back with him, or have a crippled deldar along.
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>>4894602
Anon, tge argument started because this guy >>4893583 specifically said to not kill the deldar to extract more information in the future, which means not executing her for a long time atleast.
I'm pretty sure there is no misunderstanding between the opposed parties here.
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>>4894152
I've been waiting for someone to ask this.

His Subconscious and survival instinct honed through a lifetime of war.

Despite wanting to die gloriously and charging to suicide, he unconsciously avoided placing himself into inescapable danger .

Since a general in Shangrala warfare is the head of the serpent, a battle tends to be lost if they die. And Yan Zihao is one of the greatest generals it has produced. Some part of him, despite wanting to lose, tried to ensure he had a chance of victory.

And the fog played a part as well, because its hard to confirm a kill when they just vanish in the chaos of battle. As did his lineage and general good health, since he had the wealth to eat a varied diet, but not the hedonism to consume extravagant quantities of it.

So the environment, his subconscious desire to survive and the fact his armor was made of the finest materials and techniques, lead to him surviving through a bit of luck.

The old fox is a genius and a veteran without or with very few, true peers. He's survived decades of warfare. He sensed danger and his body moved, despite being an old man and trying to get himself killed.

Like, for example, how he survived getting trampled by Lai Song. His armor took the brunt of the hoof's impact and he instinctively curled up. Or how he survived Dandan dropping an artillery barrage on his head, he knew the radius of the shells fielded by Lieren's army and adapted a pace to avoid being caught in the center of the blasts, his armor did the rest.

He survived, despite wanting to die, because his tactical mind refused to concede defeat by allowing himself/ the general to die. The rest was just the quality of his armor and peer luck, or people not having the time to shove a bayonet down his throat cause they lost him beneath the fog, or a group of Yan soldiers rallied to save their general.


>>4894696
They are now

Anyways, almost done counting up the vote
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Alright, calling the vote now. Sorry about the wait.

Innovate a new psykerist technique. "Spirit's touch: Branch snapping breeze". Paralyze her with a flick of your wrist, drag her to the village and coarse her into revealing the location of her family, before executing her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed:13

Stopping Daighear, claiming she passed your father's test and that you have already procured a suitable tribute of pelts to appease his wrath. Try and convince the raging swordswoman to turn away from bloody revenge and lead you to the rest of her loathsome kin:1

Play the part of the lovestruck fool again, and soothe her wrath with honeyed words. Then use her paranoia to lead you to the other "hunting" parties wandering the hills and plains.:1

But dont kill her. Cripple her, stripe her of her armor, but dont kill her. Loot her brother, check in on Bai:1

Grab her neck from behind, pierce your fingers through the segments of her armor and knock her out via choking her with a pinch. Capture and interrogate her. And ensure your friends escaped unscathed:4

Distract her from her rage by crushing Mailis' head beneath your boot. Like smashing an egg under a stone.:1

After the interrogation is done, take her blade and a trophy from Mailis' corpse; these will assist your disguise, proving that you are the 'superior spawn':1

pull information from the brother slowly bleeding out on the floor at the moment before he expires: 8

Total votes:20

So Lieren, taking inspiration from the young outer discipline Meixiu's own ability, innovate a new psykerist technique based upon Spirit's touch, to precisely sever Daighear's spine and render her paralyzed with a flick of his wrist, refining his pupils own natural ability into a finely honed weapon

Then he shall, through intimidation or Wind whispering/ Telepathy, force her to reveal the location of the rest of her kinsmen.

And then execute her, after first checking on the wellbeing of his friends, as they were endangered by this ruse.

Writing now.

Sorry again for the wait, and remember to stay hydrated. Its hot as the devil's dick outside
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I wonder what Lieren would call teleportation.
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>>4895008
Probably something along the lines of "Spirit's Touch: Transient Journey"
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>>4894999
Only for you northerners, it's very cold down here. But that still makes hydration important, since the cold makes you forget that you need to drink.
Sad that we aren't going to try and salvage anything from the corpse, but moat of his toughts would be about the betrayal anyway, so no big loss.
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>>4894999
I feel your pain bro, it's about to be 105 degrees where I'm at. Still, nothing a good fan and some ice packs can't help.
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>>4894976
Sweet emperor. He isn't Cui, but he most certainly isn't Gao.
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>>4895057
There is a reason why the officers and generals of your army, feared facing him in battle despite trouncing all prior opposition and having Lieren coordinating and leading the war effort.
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Holding your hand out in front of you, you crack your fingers and spread them apart as far as they're able, as you call upon your potent psionic abilities to realize their power and work your will upon the world. A little girl, wearing the ragged cloth of a burlap sack as a robe, dances across your minds eye. Young Meixiu, one of the most naturally talented amongst the disciples of Wanderers in the fog sect. An child orphaned by war or famine, tanned by the sun's light until her complexion more resembled that of the Vishnu, her hair left to freely hang, untamed by the brush and untied. A child that would have become a witch of the wilds without Guozhi intervention, a child possessed by a terrifying potential.

Her psykerist ability expresses itself as a crushing, unseen grip. An unrefined version of the Spirit's touch, or telekinesis as Magnus named it. While her power remains brutish and crude, turning the usually gentle spirit's touch has been an avenue of research that caught your interest when Guozhi regaled you with the girl's story, and how she herself explained she "Snapped the branches of the monsters" that approached her in the night.

Thus, the beginnings of a technique began to grow in your thoughts, ceaselessly assaulting you with its possibilities, demanding you to discover it and innovate its use and refine it into a more proper technique, one deserving of being enshrined and remembered through the teachings you would pass on. But there was a difficulty, in calculating the force required to snap a grown man's limbs or to crush the bones and tear the muscles without marring the skin above.

A sudden outburst of power, a rending grip, is easier to accomplish and bring about the forces required for such a crude action. However, to target a specific portion of bone and flesh and to sever it cleanly as a knife cutting through a thread requires a greater control and exertion to achieve. A storm may knock down a tree, but it devestates the countryside with its gales. A breeze may only tear free a branch, but it leaves the rest of the forest untouched. Power without restraint brings naught by tragedy and pain to the world and the master who willed it into being

Each usage of this new technique, would required an understanding of mathematics, air pressure, the ability to intuitively measure distance at a glance and measure the force required to achieve the injury they seek to inflict. It would doubtlessly become an advance technique, beholden only to the most skillful of inner disciples or those who hold the vaunted position as a core disciple. However, for a mind whose foundation is built upon ceaseless equation and calculation, the simply task of reaching out with the spirit's hand and inflicting harm comes as naturally and easily to you as a child picking up a stick

All that remains to be seen, to complete your hypothesis of this burgeoning technique's merit and if it can be introduce to your sect's membership, is a simple test
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>>4895087

If the forces necessary to sever bone, pulp flesh and tear skin, can be restrained and controlled to the achieve the degree of precision and efficiency you demand. If the unseen wind you command, lashes out against the world, or renders the bone in the Aeldari's neck to naught but marrow pulp and shards of bone, then this technique must be abandoned at the eve of its creation.

It its power can be subdued and tamed, then Meixiu the orphan witchling, shall be trained in its use, so she can express her natural talent without bringing harm and devastation to those who surround her. She is, after all, the most gifted in sect regarding the art of the spirit's touch.

Focusing upon the crook of Daighear's back, where the spine meets the shoulders, you begin to formulate the equations to judge the where her vertebrae lay beneath inches of armor, skin and flesh, to find the distance between the two of you and calculate the necessary applied force to cleanly sever her spine and cut her nervous system in twain; rendering the once haughty swordswoman a paraplegic with a mere gesture.

Finding the degree and angle from which to launch your unseen assault, takes a matter of moments as you find the conclusion you sought, the mathematical formula necessary to measure and devise the exact measure of psionic energy to release and grip around the bone in her neck.

It could fill the entire face of a scroll.

But, to actualize it, takes the merest flick of the wrist. Any observers would not see the complex stream of equation, calculation and formularization that saw this technique realized. They would only perceive a giant reaching outwards, and with a twist of his arm, rendering his enemy a cripple. Like cutting the strings of a puppet.

It shall be sudden and painless, if your evaluations are correct.

This Technique, should it fulfill its intend purpose, shall be known as "Spirit's touch: Branch Snapping Breeze"

Daighear's ravings and rantings are silence. And over the roar of gunfire and screaming, a singular snapping sound is heard. The sound of bone being cut through and cracked in two, cleanly and without fracturing. The armor above her neck, does not distort, no blood seeps through its segements like a crushed beetle's ichor.

And the raider collapses in a heap, sword arm held out in front of her, legs twisted together, and head rested upon a rock. A low, mournful groan rises from the piled heap of useless muscles, the modulations of her helmet's speaker distorting it into the wailing cry of the dammed. She lays there, sputtering on drool and blood, as you march to her side.

You can see the confusion and hatred burning in her eyes, even through the lenses glaring at you with violet light. Reaching under the jaw of the helmet, you cast it to the ground, and rest the darklance you carry upon your shoulder.
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>>4895089

Daighear's wordless moaning stops, as shock supplants her feelings of betrayal and impotent anger. Disbelief and shame fills her hollow heart, but it cannot drown at the fear that is intrinsic to her very existence.

Grabbing her by the waist, you lift her from the ground and look into her eyes disdainfully.

"It would seem, Daighear, that you are more incompetent than the "Barbaric Mon-keigh" You so disdain. Manipulated, deceived, and broken. You thought yourself the pinnacle of your family's talents and prestige, but now, you see you are naught but a frog in the well" You mock as you carry the near catatonic Aeldari over your shoulder "For you could not even comprehend being outwitted by a member of this "Lesser" race. I hope in your last moments, you shall reflect upon your folly and endeavor to lead a more virtuous existence in your next life, should such a thing await us await us beyond death"

A low, crackling hiss leaves the speakers set in her helmet, as you can see the tears streaming down her face. Her hand twitches and attempts to activate her power sword, and draw it to your neck, but the connective nerves fail from the effort required. Burnt out, and losing what little control she still retained over her body, she falls limp in your arms.

Unable to do anything but wail wordless curses, and cry her shame and despair to the gloom of the night.

"What did you do to him?" Red Faced Wei gapes, as he approaches you, rifle still drawn on the defenseless raider in your arms "He crumpled like a dashed tower of stones"

"I broke his neck, with a secret trick a student of mine taught me. It would be difficult to explain, but it was not a sorcerous art, merely a..." You pause, shifting Daighear's weight and position to more comfortably carry her "An expression of my spirit, my will made manifest. Have we suffered any cassualties, my friend?"

"I heard Xin wailing and...I know what these bastards weapons inflict upon their victims" Wei answers mournfully, his words cut by his hidden, murderous intent directed solely towards Daighear "Shall...shall he be avenged"

A wave of cold dread trickles down your spine, soon surmounted by the rising anger whelling from your heart and exploding outwards. Static replaces all sound, the world begins to be bordered by white light, as you struggle to keep yourself from executing Daighear before she can be wrung of her knowledge. The ogre hiding in the shadows of your mind, roars to be uncaged, to be unleashed as it was against others, demanding recompense in the form of spilt blood. And then, a familiar voice ends your internal conflict, and cleanses you of potent emotions of grief, sorrow and rage.

It is Bai. And you can hear Xin whimpering beneath the static. Calming yourself, you see to your delight Wei's tear faced expression turning to one of boundless joy, reflecting your own felicity. Whipping around on your heel, you behold Bai, holding his dearest friend upon his back.
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>>4895090

A look of guilt is clear in his usually wild face, his ragged beard glistening with sweat, blood and tears. Xin...Xin is missing an army, and a banner of Dai has been wrapped tightly to staunch the flow of blood seeping from his open wound.

Bai saved his life. A desperate amputation saved another of your friends from becoming a victim of your schememing. A great sigh of relief leaves your lungs and becomes as the wind, lifting the grasses and and fluttering through the hair of both Bai and Xin.

"Oh such providence, that Xin was accompanied by a friend of such quiet valor that his life would be saved from the Aeldari's foul toxin, that you would remain calm in the face of death to save your brother. Bai, you have saved not only Xin, but also this humble hunter" You proclaim, tears flowing from your eyes as you fall to you knee before the unfazed guardsmen.

"Just doing my duty as his friend, you had no part to play in this tragedy. We all know to follow you is to court death's affection daily, but we'd rather stand in your light, than remain in the shadows of inaction" Bai replies sincerely "I am glad your heart retains its warmth, but there are more pressing matters to address than mere gratitude."

"Like that devil in your arms" Wei hisses, as he brushes his thumb across his rifle's trigger "And how we'll avenge Xin's crippling"

"No...don't do..that, remember Lieren's lessons" Xin mumbles weakly, raising his head "Cruelty is pointless, don't torture a foe because they've harmed those you love. Suffering and pain are part of life, but do not seek to harm others as a means to vent these feelings"

"Wise words my friend, but do not exert yourself, rest and recover. I shall see you well and mend you wounds" You coo, to set Xin at ease and sooth his worries, before turning to Wei with a judging glance. The red bearded man turns his eyes away in shame for his desire, but you look to him with a soft expression

"My friend, I understand your desires. Do not feel ashamed for feeling them, feel proud for not indulging them" You state sternly "This wretch will be executed, once she has revealed to me the location of her kinsmen"

Wei smiles, and silently thanks you for your kind words.

"There are more of these monsters out there!" Rong shouts, as he and Zian emerge from their cover, his single eyed awed with shock. But Bai hears you words more clearly.

"Wait...she?' He questions, a tinge of dread awe in his words "What is she, some breed of Vishnu?"

"No, she is no breed of man, she is another form of life entirely" Zian explains as you carry Daighear to the inn's stables, were a table has been prepared for her interrogation.

"I am sure your wife would adore to hear the comparison you've made between her and the alien" You jest, as Xin weakly laughs and Bai's face pales "Now come, bring Xin to the brewery. I shall interrogate the Aeldari once his wounds have been tended to"
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>>4895091

"Understood!" Bai barks, as Wei struggles to laugh, rage, sorrow and joy all warring to dominate the man's heart. You sigh again, relief washing down you back, as you reflect upon how you nearly lost another friend. If it were not for Bai's pragmatism and quick think, Xin could not have been saved besides with a merciful death.
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You watch silently, as Bai and Wei prop Daighear against a wall, so she may die standing. Stripped of her armor and dressed in a simple silk robe, she seems like a terrifying beauty. Jade like skin, carefully styled hair and gentle features. Her head lays on her shoulder, her eyes glaring definitely as she mouths hateful curses and proclamations of vengeance upon you and all who you cherish.

Rolling the lotus scepter in your hand, you turn away, pondering the information you've taken from her. The knowledge of the location of her kin's main camp. Nestled in a cleft in the mountains that border the Luo region.

Her spite, her rage, her shame, her grudge, fills the air with befouled Qi. Closing your eyes, you sigh.

"Bai, Wei. Take position, aim for her heart and fire simultaneously. Do not draw out her execution. Send her to the next life with grace and dignity, even though she afforded no such respect to her victims" You say, turning your eyes to the rising sun of the dawn "And then, I shall send her kin to join her in hell"

Fear paints the air, turning it frigid and heavy.

Two gunshots ring out.

And so Daighear's life of sadism ends with the piercing of her blackened heart. You turn to face the scene of her execution

"I'll go with you, need to make good my oath with Xin" Bai snorts, wiping his nose as the Aeldari's body slumps to the ground, empty of life and soul "I can't allow such an insult to be given by unanswered"

Wei lifts his head

"I too would like to join this hunt, I cannot stomach to allow such atrocity to go unopposed. Standing idle by, would wilt and sour my heart" He answers in turn, nodding in affirmation.

You bow your head and sigh through your teeth. These damn courageous fools are going to get themselves killed someday.

How shall you assault the Aeldari raiders' camp, Lieren.
>Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.

>Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you, dressed in Aeldari armor and wielding their weapons. Bai shall be given Excruciation's embrace, Wei shall hold the Dark lance.

>Radio Jinhai, explain the situation and plead to the first king of Long-jia to send an army to aid in the subjugation of these aliens.

>Summon Guozhi and the other most psionically potent members of the wanderers in the fog sect. Daighear didn't expect a psychic assault, the power of properly cultivated Qi shall bring her kinsmen low.

>Write in
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>>4895034
certainly doesn't help that my favorite types of tea are best brewed with water ranging from 90c to 100c. And I am currently drinking one of the 100c ones, a nice ripe puerh.

And I can't not drink it, cause if I go a day or two without my ritualistic intake of caffeine, I get throbbing headaches which would just be awful in this heat
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>>4895092
>He finally named someone a frog in a well
I'm so proud, yet so disappointed.

>Attack alone, but allow them as snipers to cover any attempted escapes from the enemy camp.
And we should really, really, really explain to them the capacity and the ability of these xenos scum. If they are caught out, they will die. And that makes us sad.
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Also just realized, I used Paraplegic when I meant Quadriplegic. My bad.
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Another fun detail about Dark Eldar ships, they are protected by shadow fields meaning they aren’t directly protected from invasion by teleportation but are nonetheless are difficult to pinpoint because of the fog the shadow field creates.
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>>4895092
For the assault
>Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.
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>Summon Guozhi and the other most psionically potent members of the wanderers in the fog sect.
To defend other villages that may be assaulted by some Deldar that are away from the camp
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To deal with any remnants
>Radio Jinhai, explain the situation and plead to the first king of Long-jia to send an army to aid in the subjugation of these aliens.
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>>4895092
>Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.
>Summon Guozhi and the other most psionically potent members of the wanderers in the fog sect. Daighear didn't expect a psychic assault, the power of properly cultivated Qi shall bring her kinsmen low.
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>>4895092
>>Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.

Hey Malal, did we get all the useful "shinies" from the deldar's mind? Not like you need to repeat it every post we interrogate someone (if you don't want to, of course) but I think it should be pretty much standard now. Considering that we know this raids are relatively rare to encounter in our "unexplored and backwater" space, looting all the deldar shiny tech tree before we lose track of the edgelords for a few hundred years or more seems rational. Also, because they are deldar and even a young Primarch could learn some ways to (very marginally) improve his murder-skills. Specially in the "poisoning the fuck out of your weapons with toxins that can kill and astartes" department.
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>>4895092
>>Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you, on the condition they wait for your signal to strike
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>>4895241
Lieren took anything he thought to be useful, which in Daighear's case includes Deldar swordsmanship, poisons that don't cause unnecessary pain and just kill easily, more understanding function of more of their weaponry/ technology and its weaknesses, and a bit more of their society. So any "Shiny" he could get, that wasn't useless because of it pointless cruelty or any other reason.

OF course Daighear is no brilliant scientist or engineer, or poison brewing genius, or pilot. She was an expert warrior, so most of what he got was concerned with melee combat and styles and things that aid those two pursuits.

Useful stuff for fighting other Aeldari, of course.

He also strived not to break her mind or cause her unnecessary agonies by filling her dark soul with LIGHT!

Really if Daighear survived longer, she probably would've eventually became an incubus.

Unfortunately she met Mr "I will turn myself into a cannon ball if its the most efficient way to win a fight", which is really something a proto incubus is not walking away from unless they have more armor than fucking Gorrilaman
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>>4895092
>Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you, dressed in Aeldari armor and wielding their weapons. Bai shall be given Excruciation's embrace, Wei shall hold the Dark lance

>Write in
Take the body of the brother and store it away, also mark down their transports location that we might return for it at a later time and so no bandits Nick it.
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>>4895092
>Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.
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>>4895317
Excellent. Loving this
and that in both of our quests we chose Dark Eldar as a xenos opponent. Also I am writing folk songs for angron. Wish me luck.

>>4895092
Let's do
>Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you.
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>>4895327
Yeah Its a bit serendipitous. Since Deldar have been one of the thing's I've planned since the war began in like, thread 2 (First I thought orks, but quickly realized how poor of a choice that'd be) . Which is another oddity, considering how Kolinasi turned out compared to this quests version of 11th.

Also that reminds me, keep up the good work in Eleventh primarch, old man!
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>>4895327
Deldar just makes incredibly good villains. I would argue that they are better antagonist than Chaos, because they get the over the top edge, the ressurection tech that allowa for recurring villains, and the goofy betrayal culture, without also being wanked by GW to a state that the both win and lose only due to writers fiat.
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>>4895092
>>Radio Jinhai, explain the situation and plead to the first king of Long-jia to send an army to aid in the subjugation of these aliens.
Now hear me out. Through most of the War we ran around doing stuff on our own and really didn't get a ton of experience leading an army itself. We should probably do that at some point.
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>>4895342
Better leave the army experience against other nations, and not against the aliens that are experienced in picking off larges forces one by one.
At least a Vishnu will just cut off your head, a deldar will either make sure you die in pure pain.
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>>4895341
Who even likes Chaos? Last I checked even Chaosfags hate how badly handled Chaos is.
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>>4895390
Some chaosfags like how stupid it is, just like the rare ultramarine fan.
42k was a mistake, just like the End Times.
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>>4895091
>Xin is missing an army
One hell of a K/D ratio for the deldar, eh?
>>4895092
>>Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.
>Promise to pass on what we learn from this fight to them, so that they may accompany us in a future conflict against these foul creatures.
>>4895338
>First I thought orks, but quickly realized how poor of a choice that'd be)
I'm curious to see what homebrew xenos you give us during the Crusade. Or if you choose to flesh out ones that got a namedrop and little else.
>compared to this quests version of 11th
What a tease... Is it Kaleb Daark?
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>>4895155
Supporting
It's a well rounded plan
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>>4895407
Honestly speaking, they had 10000 years to work with yet they chose to “advance the timeline”. While I don’t entirely hate the new events, it would have been better for the franchise to explore that 10000 year gap and to expand upon what’s already there.
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>>4895496
I don't hate "advancing the timeline", I just think they've gone about it in the stupidest manner possible. I think the new Primaris look cool, their weapons are kickass and their vehicles... have their charms, occasionally. What I don't love is the Primaris lore. Cawl was apparently just sitting on tens of thousands of fucking Deluxe Package Marines for millennia, and was not only able to hide this from everyone but did nothing with any of them until blueberry boi got defrosted.

And further, what is the damn point of hosting narrative campaigns, where you claim far and wide that the battles the players fight affect the ultimate canon outcome, if they're just going to get retconned the next time GW needs to cram more models into their Space Marine line. Storm of Chaos gets retconned into End Times and Old World gets destroyed through the entire Order faction and every other major opponent of Chaos juggling idiot balls non-stop, 13th Black Crusade gets retconned into an overwhelming Chaos victory in a desperate bid to make Failbaddon the Armless look like less of a colossal failure, and the colossal Third War of Armageddon was narrowly won and the planet saved from the Orks... only to get turned into a Daemon World a few years down the line.

It's just hard to shake the feeling that GW actively hates their customers when they seem to always insist on doing things in a way, that they should know from prior experience, people aren't going to like.
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>>4895536
Not only that, but by the orders of the primarch that tought that amassing a singular, unified army was a bad idea to stop heresy from spreading.
So he had a near heretical insane make one, therefore being an even bigger hypocrite and liar, since GW want to make Guilliman the Emperor 2.
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>>4895092
I feel like we should explain to Bai and Wei that the dark eldar are a people not to be trifled with. Their sheer power is superior to any warrior this planet had except maybe Cui Fu. Eldars should not be trifled with, skeletal as they look.

I mean, Xin lost an army by fucking WIELDING a Dark Eldar gun. Even Lieren would have a hard time if he got hit by one of their weapons, and this was literally just a runt of the litter party.

Like holy shit, imagine if their party has a fucking Haemonculi. I don't want to even think of what would happen if Bai and Wei went against them. I know they're warriors too, but sometimes you have to look before you leap and realize you're trying to jump through a canyon.
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>>4895582
this planet had before lieren*
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>>4895432
>>4895338

if a holiday crossover is ever done I think it would be most interesting.

Orks are an interesting choice and honestly are fun to write. Having written different paths I am wonderfully surprised by the routes taken here and in the eleventh quest as well. I am actually very happy with our time with Magnus.
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>>4895652
>spoiler
I've been thinking of gifts for each of our brothers, I'll post the list when I'm done. Spoiler alert, Morty's getting a sceneted candle.
>I am actually very happy with our time with Magnus.
Malal did a pretty good job nailing his (understandable) hubris. I'm glad that seems to be a pretty deeply-ingraned part of him, Lieren showing up and fixing everything right off the bat would be mind-numbingly dull. Still wanna talk to our farseer fangirl though. The more we talk to Eldar the more likely we are to meet an Avatar of Khaine. I wanna see if we realize one showed up during our fight at Granddad's. And if Malal is going to prove himself better than BL writers yet again and makes it something other than a punching bag/sex object.
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>>4895701
>Spoiler alert, Morty's getting a sceneted candle.
I don't think we can make a candle that smells like broken dreams anon.
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>>4895701
>forge a shard of Khaine into a part of a shield
>kek as Khaine laments that he can't cut people as good and has to suffer protecting instead or maiming
>feed him the souls of Deldar
>give him indigestion
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>>4895155
i will support this plan as well, it covers most possibilities we could face from this enemy.
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>>4895092
>Write in
We go alone, we need to explain to them that we need them alive and we can not! we will not! lose more of our brothers. Really get the passion in there so they see how much they mean to Lieren.

Instead we hunt alone that these invaders will never leave, first we sabotage their escape then we claim each of them one by one. No speeches or playful tricks, spine snaps, memory tears and body hidden. They want to banter just end them.

Have our brother's stay to defend here, we need to directly address this because they will feel saddened or slighted or hell even worse they will feel guilty. Tell them this place needs defending Incase one of the snakes is not in the best with the rest.

As we leave we radio the new king and tell him of this dark for but also of the Skinner among us whom is likely human. Find them and investigate, let him have that case that he might further prove himself to the people.
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>>4895708
Warpcraft is a path to many abilities some may consider to be unnatural.
>>4895786
I wanna see if the only reason the Craftworlders haven't tried gluing the shards back together is because nobody's ever thought of it. Bit of a sucker for the Eldar pantheon, myself.
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>>4896074
They probably didn't try to reunite the shards because it's a last resort type of deal, so each craftwrold needa theirs.
The shard themselves already require a living sacrifice, imagine if they got a bigger one.
And not all shards are at the hands of the craftworlds, so even if they got all the one sthey had, they wouldn't be able to get Khaine back, so all it would amount is to lose an asset. Not like having Khaine back is even be that good to begin with, he is a massive asshole.
>>4895786
Giving how the Deldars are the one that still respect and workship him the way he wanted, their souls would be liable to make him happy.
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>>4896192
All the Eldar gods suck, their God of laughter is basically discount modern joker without charm

I'm sure even Isha sucks balls in some way, someone with lore knowledge back me up here
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>>4896441
Isha and Vaul were the only good ones.
Lileath is the goddes of magic and fate, and is Isha's daughter, but she is a bitch because she inherited it from her father, Kurnous, lord of the wild hunt and father of all elves.
Asuryan is head of the religion, he is all about duality. Also he is the brother of Khaine, and a cuck, because he shares his wife Gea with him.
It's just that Khaine managed to be an asshole to top them all, due to the undening blodletting and slaving. There is a reason that he is the only deity tgat tge Deldar respect and try to emulate. All other cults in Comorraugh are in honour of the Dark Muses, figures that did something exceptional in their history.
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>>4896192
>it's a last resort type of deal, so each craftwrold needa theirs.
Fat lot of good that's been doing them.
>The shard themselves already require a living sacrifice, imagine if they got a bigger one.
No way of knowing if the strength of the shard would require another Young Prince. I'm inclined to say no, I think there was a notably stronger Avatar in one of the Ynnari books and nobody mentioned anything about a different sacrifice. Even if it did, Eldar are hyperpragmatist assholes. They'd kill two of their own if need be.
>so all it would amount is to lose an asset
A stronger force on the battlefield is pretty much the opposite of losing an asset.
>Not like having Khaine back is even be that good to begin with, he is a massive asshole.
I've got bad news for you about almost every named character in the setting, anon. All but two of our brothers could be considered assholes, every eldar character is an asshole, the Cabal is a secret society of assholes, and the forces of Chaos are the worst of them all. Being on Shangrala, where our nice-person philosophy has spread like crack in the Chicago inner city, has clouded your mind. Khaine being an asshole is a non-issue, because he doesn't like the biggest, most threatening assholes in the setting. He can distract Nurgle while we send Cergorach to pick the lock on Isha's cage and fill the plague koi ponds with bleach.
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>>4895092
>Summon Guozhi and the other most psionically potent members of the wanderers in the fog sect. Daighear didn't expect a psychic assault, the power of properly cultivated Qi shall bring her kinsmen low.
>Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you, dressed in Aeldari armor and wielding their weapons. Bai shall be given Excruciation's embrace, Wei shall hold the Dark lance
>Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you, on the condition they wait for your signal to strike
These are our brothers, and they feel pain. Their retribution is misplaced, so this one time they can come. But next time we need to teach them some of the things about the eldar so they can become even more proficient hunters.
>>4895317
What's an incubus?
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>>4896821
>What's an incubus?
Elite warriors of the Dark Eldar who are hardcore worshippers of the Eldar god Khaine. Basically Dark Eldar aspect warriors. Their leaders are equivalent to Craftworld Exarchs.
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>>4896837
But aren't they only male?

Should have said succubus instead, those witches are pretty much the same except not as good
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>>4897219
What are Banshees?
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>>4897219
Becoming an Incubus is like permanently killing your past self (sexual identity included) to be the best killer you can be. So yeah, ladies can be incubi too.
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>>4897317
Howling Banshees are the melee experts and war maidens of the Craftworlds, where Wyches are the same for Commoragh.

The thing to remember about Exarchs and Incubi is that they are soul-bound to their path; a Banshee or Wych can still change her ways and join another path later if she chooses, but her commander will die at her post.
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I hate the machine spirits! I hate the machine spirits! I hate the machine spirts! I hate the machine spirits! I hate the machine spirits!

Anyways, calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait and slow pace over the last few days.

Alone, Give Zian and Rong orders to detain Wei and Bai, and leave to show these false hunters a true hunter's wrath, and chase them back to the stars or otherwise slaughter them to the man.: 9
-But allow Bai and Wei to act as snipers:1
-Promise to pass on what we learn from this fight to them, so that they may accompany us in a future conflict against these foul creatures:1
explain to them that you need them alive and you can not! you will not! lose more of your brothers. Really get the passion in there so they see how much they mean to yo.: 1

Summon Guozhi and the other most psionically potent members of the wanderers in the fog sect:5
- to defend other villages that may come under attack:3

Radio Jinhai, explain the situation and plead to the first king of Long-jia to send an army to aid in the subjugation of these aliens.:4
- to deal with any remnants: 3

Allow Bai and Wei to accompany you, dressed in Aeldari armor and wielding their weapons. Bai shall be given Excruciation's embrace, Wei shall hold the Dark lance.:4
-On the condition they wait for your signal to strike:2

Take the body of Mailis and store it away: 1

explain to Bai and Wei that the dark eldar are a people not to be trifled with. Their sheer power is superior to any warrior this planet had except maybe Cui Fu. Eldars should not be trifled with, skeletal as they look.: 1

radio the new king and tell him of this dark for but also of the Skinner among us whom is likely human. Find them and investigate, let him have that case that he might further prove himself to the people: 1

e sabotage their escape then we claim each of them one by one. No speeches or playful tricks, spine snaps, memory tears and body hidden: 1

Have our brothers stay to defend here:1

Total votes: 15

So Lieren will leave to face the Aeldari of the stellar hunt alone, giving Zian and Rong orders to detain Bai and red faced Wei if they attempt to accompany him.

For to face the Aeldari is to court death, if You're not you know, a giant ass kicker who has fought the literal forces of hell

Writing now

And sorry again for the wait

>>4895105
She did not have eyes to see mount tai.
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>>4897810
I still think we should do something to impove our brothers odds of survival. They want to kick as much ass as much as we do, and I worry that they will feel slightly resentful, or feeling useless. Maybe we could try developing some low impact combat stimulants, better armor (carapace grade), and reflex training.
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>>4897810
Sorry about machine spirits

Here, I commissioned another great artist to make this
https://artistsnclients.com/people/Elzdraw

If someone could please make the background a field of golden rice it would be perfect, would have asked the artist but I forgot all about it in the 10 days it took
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>>4897837
Jesus that's nice. How much was the commission?
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>>4897837
BTW it's meant to be grayscaled ,again, it would have been perfect with a background but I forgot to ask and they're busy, but if someone wants to color it I'd be stoked
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>>4897841
15$
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>>4897833
Armor alone isn’t enough. Making strength/speed enhancing power armor and mechs would go a long ways since defense matters less on the main stage of galactic warfare.
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>>4897837
That's incredible! Looks awesome. thanks for commissioning it, I love all of it, but I am especially amazed by Lieren's eyes and expression in this piece. The Guandao with a panther decoartion is also a nice touch.

Really the whole piece gives an impression of Lieren's raw strength and primarch stature. He, as a primarch should, looks like a brick shithouse. The stance, though passive, just oozes a threatening aura.

Also the golden glow and motes of light shining upon his back and shrouding it in their light, feels almost symbolic to me, of how Lieren upholds his morals and beliefs

All in all, a very nice picture, well worth the price

It really shows why out of every mortal opponent Lieren has faced, Only Cui Fu faced him unafraid.
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>>4897855
In an idea universe, every guardsmens would be equipped with masterwork lasguns and suits of power armor. We can make power armor, but only a finite number of them. Hence my suggestion for carapace and drugs. Much cheaper and easier to manufacture.
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>>4897862
Well what stopping you from making power armor?
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>>4897867
Probably limited refined resources, facilities, and Lieren's limited time.
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>>4897857
Ya know what, it's about time I asked.
Are Lieren's eyes completely gold? Like both the iris and sclera?
Or is it just the iris, while the sclera remains white?
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>>4897869
>Probably limited refined resources
I always wonder why people don’t think of using psyker powers to make more resources.
> facilities
Make more.
> Lieren's limited time
Train others how to.
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>>4897872
>I always wonder why people don’t think of using psyker powers to make more resources.
demons
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>>4897875
>demon
Didn’t stop the Eldar of GaoT humanity.
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>>4897877
Eldar have their runes and space magic bones (comes with ups and downsides). GaoT got fucked hard because they didn't have the precautions for demons.
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>>4897842
I can try using the hue/saturation in photoshop, but it probably will look like trash.
It wouldn't hurt tough, it's not like the original would disappear.
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>>4897879
Magic bones are warpmatter which is a detail everyone forgets.
GaoT could safely (when people aren’t fucking around too much with the tech) generate plasma out of warp energy and create materials with custom properties. Demons didn’t stop humanity, everything that could go wrong did.
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>>4897895
then how do you want to get power armor for everyone?
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>>4897895
GaoT happened when the warp wasn't that bad, so they weren't prepared for everything to go to hell at once.
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>>4897904
Trying to copy and paste matter would be a good start.
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>>4897909
And right now the warp is gradually returning to its pre-AoS state. As dangerous as daemons still are this is the best time to experiment with the Warp before another spiritual clusterfuck stirs the Warp pot again.
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>>4897918
>warp is gradually returning to its pre-AoS state.
It only got worse during the Crusade.
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Unfurling your arms, and turning your open palms over as if pleading for forgiveness, you give your two foolhardy friends the answer to their request to join you in the battle to come. Both are warriors at heart, and wish to avenge their comrade. You understand the grudge roiling in their hearts, but you cannot allow them to carry out their oath of vengeance. The armor they wear, protects against bullets smelted from steel, iron and lead. It does not protect against crystalized neurotoxins fired with such force that it slices cleaning through even the most expertly forged steel plates.

To face the Aeldari in open combat, is to face death itself. It is certain both Bai and Wei understand this, but their anger fed by their concern and grief for Xin's injury, has blinded them to this truth though they know it well. They have abandoned all thought of self preservation and reason to strike back against the enemies who nearly stole away their friend's life. You to, feel this violently volatile urge to lash out against these raiders from distant stars. Anger and a desire for retribution is natural, but when uncontrolled it would drive men to march to their own graves. As Bai and Wei intend to do! You cannot allow them to endanger themselves against an opponent they have next to no chance of defeating.

Though it is their choice to make such a decision, it is your choice to refuse their aid. Even if it would be denying them from walking upon their chosen path. Struggling to find words, you expression shifts from a stern wall of concern to a gentle look of respect and joy, before it finally settles on a mournful grimace. Bai notices the conflict raging inside of you and thus knows your answer before you speak it. He hangs his head, casting his gaze downwards as his lips curl into a silent snarl.

"Damn your gentle heart, Lieren!" He hisses, his voice cracking with both sadness and anger "And damn your sense of reason! I know this to be a foolish gesture, but as a man I cannot stand idle by as my comrade! My brother! is crippled before my eyes! I cannot allow such a thing to pass me by unanswered! An arm for an arm! Blood for blood"

"When a man allows emotion to rule over him, he becomes a fool. Brother Bai, the same hatred bubbling in your veins burns in my own. But I cannot allow you to make your wife a widow! Nor can I stomach to lose another friend when it is in my power to prevent their death! To avenge Xin, would you leave all of us to mourn your passing? Would you return to your wife as a corpse? Would you leave Xin to live his life, knowing his wounding led two of his dearest friends to throw their lives away in the pursuit of vengence"

You lash your arm outward, and swing it towards the heavens, a gale of air following it and upsetting Bai's hair and Wei's beard. Bai bites his tongue, but holds his gaze and looks directly in his eyes.
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>>4897944

It is a shameful tactic to use his relations as ammunition for your argument, but you cannot indulge in such careless decisions made under the influence of uncontrolled emotions and flaring passions.

"Lieren, our stomachs will blacken, our hearts will wilt, our minds will burn if we are not allowed to fulfill our oath of friendship!" Wei cries out, placing a hand over his heart as he tries to convince you, while Bai sighs, and relaxes his shoulders. His posture as a whole, slackens and becomes loose.

"We both know, we would be marching to meet death, but as his oath brothers, we cannot simply allow Xin to be so injured without seeking some form of recompense in his name!" Wei wails, tears streaming down his cheeks, as he tightens his open hand into a fist and tears it away from his chest

"It is not that we are unaware of the danger we court, but that if we do not endanger ourselves then our consciences will scorn us and drown us in guilt for not doing what we think is righteous! How can we do nothing, while our spirit screams for us to take action and avenge our injured brother?!" Bai joins in, tears shimmering in his eyes, his voice cracking as he forces himself to argue and raise his voice to you, who he as many others, view as an elder brother "Even though I'd leave behind a wife and my friends, to sully my heart and my honor by not taking action would be a far fouler poison upon my conscience! Please, Lieren, allow me to be foolish, I know I would be outmatched but"

"I cannot endure the loss of another friend, let alone two, when I am positioned to prevent such a tragedy" You answers, a single tear dripping down your scarred cheek as you turn your eyes away from Bai, as Wei curse and stomps his foot, crying out to the night as Bai lurches and growls his frustrations to the heavens with both fists clenched.

"I know, it is not my place to force you away from the path you have chosen. But for well being of your wife, and Xin, I must go against my own convictions, to restrict your freedom and will spoken through choice. For the good of our shared family, those who treasure your company and lives. If the two of you never forgive me for abusing the respect you hold for me, then so be it. I shall be content in knowing, that when Xin grows grey and old, the two of you shall be by his side to share in his reminiscings of days long past" You state sadly but sternly as you turn away from the two grieving men "Fulfill your oath of brotherhood, by surviving to raise your children alongside his own, avenge him by standing by his side as you always have rather than abandoning him to sell your lives for his honor"

"Your morality and conviction in upholding your ideals, is commendable, even if that same virtuousness forces you hand in this moment. I will not hold a grudge for you utilizing the authority and prestige of your name to keep us from our chosen fate" Wei states mournfully, slouching against the wall of the inn then
cont
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>>4897948

slowly siding to sit against its foundations "But I, knowing your generous character and the gentle nature of your heart, know you will not be able to deny an oath sworn to me"

Wei raises his head and bares his teeth his teeth like loyal hound defending its master's life.

"Slaughter them all, carrying Xin's name upon your tongue" He hisses, before burying his head in his hands

"I resent you for this, and curse your name for this. But I shall not forget our bond, Lieren, nor our friendship. Brothers often argue and fight, and eventually forgive one another for slights. I will be sure to inform my wife it is by your hand, that I return to her" Bai grumbles, moving away from the Inn to return to Xin's bedside "I will do all in my power to keep such a petty grudge from consuming my heart, may you find success in your hunt and when you find the whore son who brought these devils to Shangrala"

Bai slams his fist into his chest, eyes filling with a dark fire.

"Tear his arm off so we may burn or bury it alongside Xin's own!" He barks, as if commanding you do such.

"I shall do all in my power to achieve what is asked and fulfill these oaths in your place, my friends. I am sorry I must deny to you the freedom to decide your own fates, but in this instance it is the action I can take, even if doing so curdles my stomach" You answers quietly, nodding to both Bai and Wei "Stay with Xin, keep his company and tend to his wounds. I shall return, defeat is not an option upon the road I walk now and accepting it would tarnish our bonds of brotherhood. So a third oath is thus sworn, that I shall return"

Bai cups his fists and bows his head as you walk past him.

Before you leave to walk beneath the fog however, you decide to give yourself extra insurance concerning your friends well being and take aside Zian and Rong, and quietly order both men to detain Bai or Wei if they move to follow your trail or leave to fulfill their suicidal oath on their own.
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Nestled in a scar of the earth, in a ravine carved against the base of mountain, a cleft in the stone given the audacious title of Heavens warning writ in thunder, lies the collection of space craft that carried the Aeldari raiders across the cosmos to Shangrala. A Unnatural fog wages a quiet war against Shangrala's own, masking the goings on of the camp. But from above, on the cliff's edge, you can make out at least eight ships, one larger than the rest that perhaps carries the others through the void above the stars and pens. Pens filled with wildlife both known and Alien and men...some of which do not sound Yan, Vishnu or Shuni from the fragments of accent you perceive in their wails of agony and despair.

Kneeling down, you observe what you can see with the scrutinizing eyes of a hunter, devising the best angel from which to begin your assault and the most efficient method of attack.
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>>4897950

How shall you begin your assault upon the aliens, Lieren?
>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one

>Cause a land slide with explosives and direct it away from the Pens with the application of Spirit's touch, herding the stone and rivers of soil directly onto the Aeldari ships instead, so your prey will be unable to flee

>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.

>Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy

>Write in

>>4897870
I imagine it varies. When he's calm and not doing anything, they're Gold with With white Sclera, but become more golden as he becomes more emotional or taps into his psionic/ Qi abilities amongst other causes.

Eventually they begin to glow and burn, then they start to spark, then they "Bleed" as his eyes leak portions of his golden and ever burning soul. The eye flame thing usually happens when he's really pissed off or he's channeling one of his more potent "Techniques". Like "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", for example

So its kind of like Magnus' single eye when he loses it, but more that it changes because of Lieren's soul than warp shenanigans

And you can imagine it differently, if you prefer one or the other to be permanent. I just imagine them as I do, cause its cool to me.
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>>4897963
>>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
I mean, if they've already set the stage, why not take advantage of it?
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>>4897963
>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.
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>>4897963
>>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
>>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.

ETERNAL FOG PANTHER FRIENDS NOW
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>>4897963
>Pens filled with wildlife both known and Alien and men...some of which do not sound Yan, Vishnu or Shuni from the fragments of accent you perceive in their wails of agony and despair.
>Lieren's_inner_Ogre_frothing.cogitator

>Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy
>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.
Work our way from Top to bottom
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>>4897963
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4795070/
>"PERKELE!".
Didn't know the Finns survived that long
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>>4897963
Are there sentient aliens in those pens too?

Is anyone else excited to learn more from the Imperial citizens?
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Oh right. There’s a single point of failure we could use to strand their ship in our system. The Webway require psyker powers to create an entry point but Dark Eldar can’t use any, so in typical Dark Eldar fashion to enter they hook up a psyker to a to torture device to enter the Webway.
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>>4897963
>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
>Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy
The patriarch is all that holds this backstabbers togethers. If he dies, they will use the chaos of the panthers to start killing one another, doing part of our job for us.
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>>4897857
Is Cui fu still the only man to hold that honour?
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>>4897963
>Infiltrate and observe.
>Cause landslide
>Write in, cut off the head, then slaughter the rest

We cannot allow them to harm and slay the greater men. All shall be free, so don't blow up or irreperably damage the ships since those contain slaves as well.
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>>4897963
>Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy
>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.
Work our way from Top to bottom

Gotta make sure their transports are out first so they can't escape
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>>4898186
Oh damn lost my old iD
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>>4897963
>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.

Time to begin the hunt, afterwards we can save the many different men here present. And probably radio the boys and Jinhai. The place is in the middle of a forest, so it might take time. Definetly worthed though. Might need a big train for transport the ships towards Kazeon mountain. Or we pilot them.

Very kind of this slavers to deliver us this small flottila, equipment and multiple noblemen to take precious informations from.

We still have to finish the other problems in the countryside, so is kind of a shame we can t study immediatly this things.
But we have plenty of time ahead, which i am looking forward to.
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>>4897950
>a cleft in the stone given the audacious title of Heavens warning writ in thunder, lies the collection of space craft that carried the Aeldari raiders across the cosmos to Shangrala
Wait is it an actually a bunch of ships or a Slavebringer?
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>>4897842
Just threw some colour for now, to see how it would look like.
Will try to actually change the grayscale later.
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>>4898413
Great Artwork. I can't wait to see that spear get lodged in Lorgar's hypocritical face.
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>>4898413
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>>4897963
>>Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy
>>4898496
Or any Word Bearer, save for Narek and the Anchorite. Bunch of detestable fucks, even before the Heresy. Argel Tal being even remotely reasonable can only do so much, I can already see us hating the Ashen Circle.
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>>4897963
>>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
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>>4897963
>Cause a land slide with explosives and direct it away from the Pens with the application of Spirit's touch, herding the stone and rivers of soil directly onto the Aeldari ships instead, so your prey will be unable to flee
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>>4897963
> Move through the dueling fogs silently and begin opening cages that hold half starved panthers.

>Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song

Oh this is going to be something special right here.
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>>4897963
>>Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
a bit of the o'l irony
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>>4897963
Firstly
> Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy
Second
> Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one
With luck, the patriarch won't even know we're there until he's all alone and he's been 'disarmed'.
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Calling the vote now

Move through the dueling fogs silently, and begin opening the cages that hold half starved panthers. In the chaos that follow, pick off the officers and leaders one by one:9

Begin whistling the tune of an Aeldari hunting song, and approach the camp from the one road in, and begin to butcher anything that tries to stop you from reaching its center.: 6

Infiltrate the camp, and observe its inhabitants a while longer to study their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Attempt to find Lord Cearnarch's personal quarters to stage your assault from the "foundation" of their hierarchy:7

Cause a land slide with explosives and direct it away from the Pens with the application of Spirit's touch, herding the stone and rivers of soil directly onto the Aeldari ships instead, so your prey will be unable to flee:2

cut off the head, then slaughter the rest:1

Total votes: 15

So, Lieren shall infiltrate the camp, observe the aeldari for vulnerability/ weakness, and then making a mental note of the location of the officers and leaders, cause a distraction by freeing the captive panthers and tigers with timed explosive charges, before searching for "Lord" Cearnarch's personal chambers to stage his assault at the stellar hunters' foundation

Writing now

>>4898413
Now that is real purty, good job with the coloring
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>>4899741
May I ask a question. Did the Dark Eldar actually land kilometer long ships or did they land transport crafts?
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>>4899767
The latter. Lieren would've noted if they were that large. Well, all except the last, though its more of a flying villa/ hunting lodge and is basically a modified Corsair class escort that has a broader hull,

A few of them could fit in the Celestial incarnation palace, hell, even a few torture class cruiser could. That palace was very large
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>>4899819
Not anymore it is.
You mentioned there were alien animals in some of the cages. Will were kill them or study them? Any of them look like Tyranids?
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>>4899839
I mean that's up to you. And No, some are insectoid/ crustacean , but non are nid.
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>>4899847
I'm all for studying and xenophobia alien animal husbandry. Oh oh oh is there any Grox?
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>>4899855
I’m more interested in on whether they have warp beasts.
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And determine that closer observation and scrutiny of these raiders' hierarchy is necessary; insofar as to expedite its dismantling. Throwing your legs over the cliff's cutting edge, you fall along its face, using your arms and legs to guide yourself down its nearly vertical drop. Avoiding the sharper "fangs" and spires of stones jutting the otherwise smooth canyon, you descend with unmatched rapidity and silence falling like the wind races from the heavens. The natural fog of Shangrala, cloaks you in its nurturing mists almost as if it recognizes you as its son and seeks to shield you from the artificial haze's smothering embrace.

There's an unnamable stench in the air, putrid sweat, festering wounds, fermenting feces, broth made of boiled blood and roasted marrow. The stench of a poorly maintained and ill cleaned slaughter house, where the dead and dying livestock are gathered and tightly packed to await the butcher's cleaver. A scent not too unlike that of the inner most depths of the Celestial Incarnation Palace, but magnified in their awfulness by being exposed to the night's open air. The vile aromas mingle and defile the natural, pleasing smells of wetted stone, fertile soil and dew covered grass. And fouler yet, alien stenches, that feel like electricity transfigured into a smell or in another example the sensation of being cut from neck to belly condensed into a heavy hanging miasma. The very aroma of torture and abuse, you recognize it, even though your nose struggles to register and understand these otherworldly fetors.

Digging your heels into the stone, you trust the burrs of metal upon the back of your looted greaves to halt your decent the moment you shift your legs. With a terrible groan that could only be produced by steel grinding against stone, you stop falling and are left clinging to the cliff's face nearly exactly three Zhang above the Aeldari's encampment. From here, you eyes are able to pierce through the blackened fog their ship's breath into the night, the lights they've strung up to be able to see beneath it and Shangrala's mists as the two shrouds seem to battle for supremacy above and within the den of brutality and wanton sadisms.

Flayed skins, still coursing with living blood are hung before pens of thin, pale things marked with inflamed wounds and intricately carved scars marking them as cattle and serfs. An aeldari stands watch over their "live stock" an agonizer wrapped tightly around their wrist and length of their arm. Judging from the red liquid shining upon its tongue, the lash has been recently used. A pang of rage flutters from your chest, but it is easily restrained and silenced. A number of the imprisoned are dressed in queer attire and clothing in styles entirely foreign to your eye. Even the images shown to you by the mechanical egg that birthed you and the ancient memory cores held within Kanzeon's halls, bare no resemblance to the garments worn by these men.
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>>4899936

They must've been taken from another world, showing that humanity survives outside of a mere three pockets of civilization. A smile curls upon your lips, but it is quickly inverted to a scowl as you look upon the horrors hosted by the alien's campsite. Great bubbling containers, seeming to be some form of advance crucible or cauldron, ooze with a deeply crimson ichor. Fat and flesh roll over its surface, sloughing from bones and sinking below the blackened layer of soot and carbonized flesh and hair. To your disgust and rage, you see movement in beneath steaming blood, as two Aeldari stand before the edge of the container stirring its contents and plunging the Impaler spears they weird to comb its depths.

For what purpose such a cruel brew is concocted, you cannot hope to comprehend and wish to remain ignorant. Strange creatures bray and wail, in agony, in fear, and in hunger. The mournful and piercing roars and whining of Fog Panthers and Northern Tigers rises above and overcomes all other voices in the dirge of despair and torment. The animals kept caged and penned alongside those taken as slaves are, bizarre.

An untrained eye, or at least one that isn't able to discern the nature of anything it perceives, would name them magical beasts, but these beasts are clearly natural. The way they are constructed is far too logical to be the product of Empyrean corruption or other forms of unnatural altercations, like arcane surgeries or vile alchemy.

It is a disturbing scene, and one you struggle to watch. The urge to burn this den of abomination to naught ash and cinders screams in the back of your mind. But you resists its pull, and slink to the ground by first falling forward and then catching yourself on your hands. Bending and arching you back, you stand on your feet, and begin to crawl forward beneath the fog.

Stalking into the camp like a panther, you hide yourself in the shadows cast by the largest craft in the canyon, one that would be the largest vessel you've seen. If you had not found Kanzeon. She dwarfs the craft, and makes it seem smaller than it would otherwise appear.

Watching in the stygian gloom, shroud by both fog and darkness, you watch a patrol pass by lead by an impatient Aeldari wearing a scarred helmet. Judging from the mantle draped over his shoulders and the engravings covering his armor, he is one of Lord Cearnarch's favoured children. And one of several officers of rank you can spot beneath the raging war of mist and miasma.

A woman performing some twisted form of chemistry or true alchemy in the open guts of a fattened prisoner, who stares to the moon with clouded eyes, his palms cut open by his tightly clenched fists. A lanky man standing before a pen of crablike beasts that are almost the size of a panther, with queerly extended necks and a slathering maw of tendrils and tongues, he's feeding them from a bag that squirms and hisses.
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>>4899938

A forth lounges on the face of one of the lesser space craft, finicking and playing with his long hair, tying hooks and razors into its length as he relaxes.

But, there are others. Ones who do not share the blood of Cearnarch. Men and women dressed in more ornate armor, who stand by guard by the largest ship and the pool of blood and flesh. Mercenaries? Hirelings? Servants? Serfs? For a moment you ponder their purpose, before, like the bite of a whip hitting your back, you recognize the dress of these few outsiders amongst the maligned family

Incubi! The sect of warriors Daighear exalted. Mercenaries, worshipping a bloody handed god. Judging from their positioning, they're acting as hired muscle to keep Ceanarch's many, many children in check. Especially the four eldest who stalk the encampment like specters.

A total of eight commanders. Four of Cearnarch's children and four bought from the Incubi order. Deadly foes each. However, from the gossip you've heard and the memories you've stolen, Though these aliens hunt fog panthers, a number of them have been devoured and mauled by the beasts. And judging from the harmonic and chime like hissing, they've even managed to entrap far deadlier beasts than panthers and tiger. And if your ears do not deceive among their number, is a figure of folklore.

A Qilin. Which is incredible, as like dragons, those beasts are supposed to be a myth or extinct, a distinction debated by scholarly opinion. Judging from the beasts crying, they're trying to urge it into violence via some form of electrical torment.

Frowning, you slink past cages of Rock and mountain apes, beating their chests and trying to defend their young, and move past the many pens holding panthers.

The beasts notice you, and arch their backs, snarling and hissing, snapping their jaws and whipping their tasseled tails. They recognize your disguise as the appearance of their abusers, and are filled with dread and fury at your approach. With a subtle wave of you hand, you apply plastic explosives just beneath the mechanical locks on their cages. Taking care not the brush your fingers against the pens themselves, which arc with violet lightning and shudder with the volume of electricity coursing through their bars, you gradually sabotage each panther's cage.

A panther will never cannibalize its kin, they may slay them, but they will never consume their flesh. Thus, you can "trust" them, in some regard. Rocky mountain apes know to throw stones and hold clubs, and thus could present a danger to the other captives kept here, and the alien creatures dispositions are unknown to you. But you know how a panther thinks and act. You know, if these starving cats are released, they will lash out against their tormentors. And they will not threaten the men caged like animals, because of the electrified fencing which the Aeldari have trained them to instinctively avoid.
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>>4899940

But they haven't taught them that they aren't prey. Panthers consider few things to be their competitors and fewer yet their predators. They hunt anything, and have learned over many generations that Mankind makes for easy prey. While that is now changing through your efforts and the presence of the brothers of the panthers and the men and women trained by them or those armed with rifles, the Aeldari are intruders and have only irritated and enraged these beasts with their cruelty.

A fatal mistake. For panthers are known to play with Jackals that nip at their ankles, rather than just kill them outright. A fitting end for such sadists, devoured by the same beasts they mistreated.

Planting the last charge, you slip between patrols and gusts of black fog. Passing by the crucible of blood, and gallery of flayed skins, you pass under the shadow of the over five Li long ship. The pilot must be quite dexterous, to land such a behemoth in the gorge without so much as scratching it's face. It would be laudable, if the ship did not carry madmen and self styled hunters of men.

One of the Incubi standing guard at its own entrance, turns towards you direction.

"Bloodlust?' The mercenary mutters, his companion perking up the moment the phrase leave his lips.

"Close, Colder, Killing intent. Wonder if its one of the huntsman's brats butchering their siblings or scheming to act out such pointless treachery" The other spat, turning back to watch the encampment for anything that may threaten his employer.

"The fog is dulling my senses. It isn't natural, our employer would be wise to leave this backwater. There is no glory or killing to be found here, only slow madness and death beneath the fog's veil. It will consume all of his kin should he linger any longer" the first mutters, almost fearful of the surrounding gloom, which by Daighear's memory is uncharacteristic.

"I've sensed as such" The elder of the two whispers "This planet is drenched in the energies of Sha'el"

Place of devils? must be the Aeldari's version of hell. Perhaps they speak of the Emperyan.

"And all around us is Shlaereen" The other speaks, you pause to translate the phrase. Silent death.

You stand still for a few moments longer, and observe the two killers. No, they haven't noticed you. What an unsettling coincidence. Burying the thought in your mind, you gracefully leap past them and into the shadows behind their backs

"I'm hearing things" The younger growls

"I hear plenty of things" The elder sighs "Mostly disgraced beasts that would otherwise be worthy opponents, but are now caged and abused as playthings, calm yourself"

You remain hidden in the murk beneath the ship, to allow the younger mercenary's suspicion to pass, before you infiltrate the ship itself, by grabbing hold of the edge of the open entrance and pulling yourself into it, avoiding the ramp leading into it entirely.
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>>4899940

The walls of the ship seem to be forged from blades and knives, razor sharp angles and spears stab from the floor and walls and you're left wondering how anyone could actually walk through it while its immobile let alone while its in flight. And if to answer your question, soon you find mummified corpses stuck to the numerous edges and spikes littering the empty hallways of the alien vessel.

But it is not silent, it is wailing. The metal, the same as that which you wear, resonates with itself and carries cries of agony and despair through speakers shaped like wailing face. And worst yet, a mist that resonates with a dark Qi, is sprayed from every corner of the vessel.

Liquified agony, condensed hopelessness. Emotion made manifest, the torments of the Aeldari's prisoners filling the air. A crackle of fury races down your back, as you experience the feelings of children seeing their mothers torn apart, or father's being forced to watch their newborns torn from their hands and ground still living into paste. Atrocity, this whole place is drowned in atrocity. Visions of these unspeakable acts and a thousand more yet fouler, assault your senses

But you march on undistracted and unbowed, focusing your disgust and rising anger into conviction and spiteful determination. You march onwards, unseen, and unnoticed.

Stalking through the ghostly halls, you find a room that can only be Lord Cearnarch's own. For it is the only one with guards stationed outside of it, that is avoided by the spectral inhabitants of the vessel. You found it by looking where no Aeldari dared to tread.

Emerging from the gloom, the two sentries are unable to react as you take hold of their necks and throttle the life out of them. Metal and bone snaps beneath your fingers, and the growing pressure soon tears their heads from their shoulders. Their segmented armor breaks, as they die silently and collapse to the ground like abandoned dolls.

Dropping their decapitated heads, you plant your foot against the door and begin to stomp dents into its sturdy surface. The ship rings with the force of your blows.

And then the door splits open into so many razor thin blades. and before you, stands a theater surrounding a deep pit, an arena lined with red sands and bleached bones. The benches are empty. The only sound is a gentle clicking of some clockwork technology and the bubbling of some foul chemical elixir.

Banners bearing the same symbol worn by the raiders, three crescents pierced by a rhombus with a line extending from its southward tip, painted in the same hues of white and grey as their armor flutter an a manufactured breeze. Their tattered and freyed edges stained with blood spilt centuries before.

Heads of alien beasts and warriors, line the ceiling accompanied by the date of their slaying and injuries they inflicted upon their killing. Pale red light illuminates the chamber, that is sticky with spilt blood and other fluids.
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>>4899944

Weapons of the finest craftsman ship, line the walls, besides empty suits of armor bearing names and titles. Rivals and upstart children that met their end at the false huntsman's blade. Curled spires of bones jut from the floor like the ribs of a titanic beast, fresh bodies impaled on their sharpened ends.

And in the end of the room, lounging in a throne of razors and spear tips sits Lord Cearnarch, who is idly curling his pointed beard with his index finger, while his other hand taps the cutting arm of his throne impatiently, leaving minscule smears of blood upon its molecularly sharpened edge.

"Well' The Aeldari lord says blithely, adopting a more proper posture as he leans forward to study you closer, scrutinizing every inch of your body as he remains seated and entirely unperturbed by your intrusion "You are not what I was expecting to interrupt my hunting retreat. A mon-Keigh, yes, I was expecting that. A warrior without peer amongst his own kind, empowered by and glutted upon the energies of Sha'eil. But you are quite a different breed, the forces sufficing your being are quite bizarre. Transcendent even. A light against the darkness surrounding you. And here I expected to meet a blood crazed feral screaming for skulls and slaughter"

His casual demeanor enrages you, and your scowl turns into a beastial grimace as he laughs and claps his hands together.

"Oh what a delight! Being hunted from three directions! I didn't even sense your presence in these plains and hills. How astounding! I came to this sty of a planet in search of entertainment, yet I found two worthy adversaries and one who...surpasses me entirely. Bravo, Mon-Keigh, if that is what you truly are. If this is mimicry, it is without flaw, my fellow hunter" The raider laughs merrily, still clapping his hands "A giant among Mon-keigh! how unexpected, how truly unexpected. Oh the air is thick with your rage and disgust, it is like wine to me"

You clench your jaw, and step forward as Cearnarch traces his hands across and massages his chests in a show of euphoria.

"Such potent killing intent. Death surrounds you, the perfume of the blood you've shed would be enough to make even Khaela Mensha Khaine ill" He exults, finally standing from his throne, a grin spread across his face "But...must we commence our duel now? Surely one who has stained his hand so vividly in the life of others, would be more pleased to fight three opponents rather than one? or are you one of those boring, righteous sorts? Mon-keigh!"
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>>4899948

What is your answer, Lieren?

>Hurl the Six fanged spear, aiming for the lunatic's dark heart. Do not speak to him or give him the privledge of a spoken retort.

>Ask the mad hunter what exactly he's babbling about, as you draw the twin prince's daos and adopt the carp style's stance

>"The answer should be clear enough, Aeldari dog" *Whip out the two automatic rifles large enough to be mounted on a train and open fire*

>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*

> Write in


https://youtu.be/l76unGjRtBs Some music, since lets be honest. Lieren is Cearnarch's boss battle, rather than the other way around
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>>4899953
>Ask the mad hunter what exactly he's babbling about, as you draw the twin prince's daos and adopt the carp style's stance.
>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
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>>4899953
>”As one that has bested the Champion of a lord of Sha’el in one on one combat, I doubt you’ll be my 4th best fight.”
Time to give him the ultimate insult. Not being in first place.
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>>4899948
>Write in
while talking change from Yang, to egg language and to an aeldari with none of the phrases and manners of the uncivilized here present. Change should be rapid and rich, becoming disarming for the lordling in front of us.

"If you are so afraid invite even your grandmother to fight with you, numbers will not make a difference."
"So little worm, you mention to have found another man more stronger than you. I would like to know more, but since you are unlikely to talk due to your innate fear and stupidity, let me help you in understanding just how low you and your kin here are. I would prefer to not take your lives, or any at all for that matter, but your people don t accept peace, common sense or decency. And for your irrelevant question,"

>"The answer should be clear enough, Aeldari dog" *Whip out the two automatic rifles large enough to be mounted on a train and open fire*
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>>4899953
>>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
I dunno about the other options but I just want a Nemesis Force Guandao.
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>>4899953
>>4899973
supporting
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>>4899948
>”Oh what a delight! Being hunted from three directions! I didn't even sense your presence in these plains and hills. How astounding! I came to this sty of a planet in search of entertainment, yet I found two worthy adversaries and one who...surpasses me entirely. Bravo, Mon-Keigh, if that is what you truly are. If this is mimicry, it is without flaw, my fellow hunter"
Wait what if he found the guys responsible for the attacks on the other villages?
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>>4899953
>Hurl the Six fanged spear, aiming for the lunatic's dark heart. Do not speak to him or give him the privledge of a spoken retort.
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>>4900004
+1
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>>4899953
>>Ask the mad hunter what exactly he's babbling about, as you draw the twin prince's daos and adopt the carp style's stance
>>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different"
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>>4900000
I like this one. My full support.
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>>4899953
>Hurl the Six fanged spear, aiming for the lunatic's dark heart. Do not speak to him or give him the privledge of a spoken retort.
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> A warrior without peer amongst his own kind, empowered by and glutted upon the energies of Sha'eil.
I get it now. A Vishnu king and Shuni sorcerer are coming.
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>>4899953
>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
>I will not insult Cui Fu's last stand by calling this a duel. This a fight against evil incarnate, as was the ones against the whisperer of lies, the son of rot and the handmaiden of excess!
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>>4899953
> Write in
"Wayward child of Isha how very far you have fallen, I saw her you know your mother and maker. What thing befell you to bring you so low."

Reach out with our mind and show him the glimmer of hope from the maidens eyes even as we burn his soul out from within.

*Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
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>>4899953
>>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
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>>4899973
>>4899964
Support both.

Time to die, bastard of Isha.
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>>4899953
We're not fighting a daungerous boss battle, oh no my friend's it's quiet the opposite. LIEREN is the boss fight.
>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*

>>4899973
+1 for shit talking

>>4900004
What's a nemesis force?
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>>4900412
Grey Knight psyker weapons
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>>4899973
We could also expand the insult when we are about to strike him down.

Our worst fights were The beguiler of dynasties, the unseen master, the rotting warrior, Cui du, graced yin Aigo so this could put him at number 6. Boy would the dark eldar LOVE being put 6th.
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>>4900447
Was it common with other Primarch to talk shit about people during a fight? Perhaps our fight with this old man will educate Lieren further in the art of insults.
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>>4900448
It isnt common by any means. The brothers talked shit at eachother, but they had the bonds of family and sting of betrayals for that.

You had to be talkative or a mortal enemy for them to use whitisism against you. Even then, a lot fo primarchs rarely had the personality for it.
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>Write in
1) Using our psyker skills throw the door we just kicked down back in place locking him in here with us
2) *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
3) Without even moving just set the whole fucking room a flame to add to #4 but also flush out anyone hiding
4) The Qi is thick in this room...Mantle those poor souls hunted, let his trophies haunt and undo him.
5) While wearing this face of death Whistle the Hunting tune

https://youtu.be/VK_mZFdo-hY

BOSS FIGHT BITCH!
Please humour me lads im drunk it sounds fun
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>>4900448
"And Lo when the Emperor appeared before Lieren the 2nd Son refused lest he bested in a battle of words. So there was a great battle of verse and line a rap battle unheard of for all of time"
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>>4900412
> We're not fighting a daungerous boss battle, oh no my friend's it's quiet the opposite. LIEREN is the boss fight.
That’s what he said though.
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>>4899953
>Ask the mad hunter what exactly he's babbling about, as you draw the twin prince's daos and adopt the carp style's stance
>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
I just care that we get what information we can from him so we know what two groups have been wiping out villages, prefer we use the Guandao rather then the Daos.
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>>4899953
I can get behind this >>4900468
Transforming into an eldritch manifestation of Vengeance sounds befitting.

>>4900501
> Imminent_Rape.jpeg
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>>4899953
>Ask the mad hunter what exactly he's babbling.
>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
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>>4900468
Support to this
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>>4900468
Ok, I prefer this one, supporting this write in. sorry if ive voted before, cant remember which was mine.
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>>4900468
Changing to support this to from >>4900236 it's nice for a write in to win
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>>4900400
I change from this to support >>4900468

Boss fight! Boss fight! Boss fight!
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>>4899953
>>"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different" *Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*
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>>4900458
We did discover recently that words can harm demons. Perhaps Lieren should invest more into his speech skills. Go DnD5E bard with Viscious Mockery.

>>4900468
+1 confirmed Lieren is the boss fight this time around. Retribution is at hand.
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>>4900468
+1
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>>4900468

Supporting lol
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>>4900000
I'll support this one, but I think it would be more Lieren to use a Guandao. Maybe another Chendao, so it's still got a gun?
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>>4901202
There’s no such thing as a force gun.
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>>4901202
>>4901245
We can make a force gun. Just make it a combi-weapon like the Chendao.
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>>4901327
A force gun is stupid both in concept and in practice. Seriously do you even know how force weapons work and what they can do?
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>>4901338
The obvious solution here is just make a regular force weapon, then use it as an amplifier and super-charger of a psychic power.
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Calling the vote now.

Ask the mad hunter what exactly he's babbling about, as you draw the twin prince's daos and adopt the carp style's stance.: 4

*Slam a Guandao you constructed while in Kanzeon's company into the ground, built out of psionically reactive materials, and light it aflame with your Qi*: 22
-"I take no joy in killing. When it is necessary, it is a chore like any other. And your death, self styled "Lord of the stellar hunt" shall be no different": 11

”As one that has bested the Champion of a lord of Sha’el in one on one combat, I doubt you’ll be my 4th best fight.”:4 (

"If you are so afraid invite even your grandmother to fight with you, numbers will not make a difference...etc": 3

"The answer should be clear enough, Aeldari dog" *Whip out the two automatic rifles large enough to be mounted on a train and open fire*:2

Hurl the Six fanged spear, aiming for the lunatic's dark heart. Do not speak to him or give him the privledge of a spoken retort.:2

I will not insult Cui Fu's last stand by calling this a duel. This a fight against evil incarnate, as was the ones against the whisperer of lies, the son of rot and the handmaiden of excess!:1

"Wayward child of Isha how very far you have fallen, I saw her you know your mother and maker. What thing befell you to bring you so low.": 1

Lead the fight by trapping Cearnarch with a spirit's touch thrown door, before setting the room on fire and performing "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" focusing on the grudges, sorrow of his victims when the room is thick with QI and your own desire for retribution in their and many others name, stirring the dead and mantling the aspect of the very incarnation of vengeance. And whistle a hunting tune:10

Total votes: 28 (Wow).

SO Lieren will wield a Guandao constructed with Kanzeon's aid and excess materials that had no use for in repairing her body and light it aflame with his Qi.

Writing now!

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Normally I would include the "I take no joy in killing" bit, Since it was half of the winning vote and I tend to choose which variation to use on a choice based upon which among them (if there's more one) has the most support or otherwise if the sole variation has half or one less than have of all the votes for that choice.

HOWEVER since one less than half of the winning vote comes from the 4 part write in (which has 10 because I counted >>4900809
this as a vote. Not sure if I should have, but I did) , it'd be unfair in my eyes to do so.

Just figured I should explain that, since variation votes rarely come up

>>4900471
Friday night funkin 40k edition.

>>4900501
I love this, great work anon. Like Cearnarch's look here, and the fact Lieren looks incredibly intimidating
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>>4901344
Well that’s technically possible but I’ll properly explain why force guns are stupid.
Force weapons are unique weapons that function like a power weapon and require the user the user to attune themselves to the weapon. Being that they are like power weapons they tend to be melee weapons, unlike power weapon they don’t need to be attached to the power source (the attuned psyker) to continue operating since range is not issue when for the psyker to affect the force weapon which has interesting implications. The same property could in theory be used to create “force guns” but in practice would require hand crafting the bullets with special crystal circuitry, then go through the lengthy attunement process, and if you do fire them you have go recover them else you’ll have to make and attune more all over again, this isn’t even getting into the warp’s blatant bias towards melee weapons and staffs. Hell I think the Warp would favor bow and arrows more (which would also be more practical as force weapons anyway). There is one example of a force being used as a ranged weapon that we know exists: Singing Spears which have the ability to teleport back to the wielder’s hands.
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>>4901351
Can we take a Panther kitten and hand raise it?
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>>4901428
Who cares. I want a dragon horse.
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>>4901433
We ride dragon horse
Panther rides Lieren's shoulder
A rifleman rides the panther
We become death.
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>>4901428
As much as you could a big cat in reality. Though Shangrala big cats are bigger than today's lions, tigers, panthers and bears

motherfuckers are yhuge
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>>4901433
We're probably gonna keep the Qilin after this anyways.
It's a one of a kind creature, it'd be a shame for it to die in the wilds.
If we can study it, we may be able to track down a female (if one still exists) and save the species.
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>>4901433
Get both.
The old ox is probably lonely.
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>>4901338
Closest thing I can think of is Magnus' Psyfire Serpenta. Whether or not it was a real gun or just the manifestation of Magnus' destructive will was a hot topic among the Thousand Sons. But while we're on the topic of future sidearms, I think Lieren would either rock a voltaic blaster, needler pistol, or grav pistol. All three can kill, but have a plausable nonlethal application. The needler could even be painless.
>>4901445
That crumudgeon is alone in a field and absolutely loving it. Any rowdy youngsters would disrupt his quiet time.
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"You talk to much, Aeldari" You answer, refusing to entertain the cretin's egotistical desire for more bloodshed and killing. Any knowledge he may have concerning the mysterious happenings of the Huang province and the vanishing of entire villages and towns, can be taken from his mind when he has been brought low.

Cearnarch rolls his shoulders, stretching his legs as he begins to stalk around the pit that separates the two of you, half crouched and half standing. His posture is that of a serpent, of a jackal circling it's injured prey. The movement of a thug who imagines himself urbane. You move to intercept him, eyes locked with his, as his snow white hair lifts upon the artificial breeze and begins to gleam with the dew of agony and torment. Licking the foul liquid from his lips, The self styled lord of the stellar hunt, favoring his uninjured leg, reaches for two weapons lovingly displayed within the walls of his personal chambers and tournament grounds.

"Oh, surely even a mon-keigh must have some sense of theater. This a grandiose occasion! An old hunter meeting a youth from the humblest of origins, who by birth and natural talent has far surpassed his own mastery in the killing arts" Cearnarch muses as you near, Unlatching your own weapon from the straps you've laced through the backplate of armor you've taken from his kin's corpses, the strange material hardening as some arcane technology within it senses your violent intent "Why, if you were simply blessed to be born of my seed, this would make for a most beguiling tale. The father surpassed by the son. Certainly it'd be more entertaining that centuries, millennium of practice and experience bested by a humorless barbarian whose life could be measured in the steps I have taken to this wall"

He turns his back to you, inspecting his chosen weapons with the scrutiny of an old master, his eyes lighting up with unrestrained glee as he finds their weight accommodating to his arms, and their edges honed to his liking. Judging from the thinness of the blade he now twirls in his hand, it has been sharpened down to the width of a single molecule. A forging technique even you cannot replicate, though perhaps Kanzeon's internal industry could mimic such a feat.

"Oh, no biting comeback or scathing remark? No rage, no disgust, no loathing, no confusion? No fear?' Lord Cearnarch prods, trying to get any reaction from you besides a scalding glare of hatred, he takes an agonizer as his second weapon, this one lined with the teeth of some alien beast, still dripping with its venom. It pulses and writhes in his hands, like a eel plucked from the river.

"I would advise you to turn around, theatrics have no place in battle" You state coldly, not allowing a single drop of spite's venom to tinge the tone of your voice as you step closer to him, and with a single motion reveal your weapon from beneath the cloak of Panther's fur you've draped over your shoulders to serve as a primitive camouflage.
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>>4901476

It is a Guandao, forged of the same metals that form Kanzeon's own body. Silver and gold, mingled together in a frozen embrace, dancing and curling around each other like ink dripped into water. It is corded, like vines or roots wrapped together, wired with psionically reactive material drawn from Kanzeon's still broken heart. It shines the same verdant green as her avatar's eyes, a heavenly emerald color different from the crystals that radiate the Empyrean's corruptive energy. It produces a gentle light, rather than swallowing all that falls upon it. It's counterweight is shaped in the form of a Lotus blossom, and its blade is engraved with the image of the journey, wired to give off a brilliant golden glow ambiently. With the script of the Null Denouncement Charm upon the polished edge of its blade, it is a weapon designed to be a conduit of your ever burning will.

Gripping its roughly textured haft, you throw its leather wrapping entirely from its metal pole and toss it into the pit below.

"Ah a golden gaze upon my back, fiery eyes seeking my death. And here I thought this outing would be entirely droll. But tell me, do the flames surrounding those golden orbs blind you?" The wretch asks as you move to execute him, not one to let folly spurned on by a fool's hubris to pass by unexploited.

Utilizing the same technique you innovated against the Keeper of Rust, that you have tilted "Cloak of the ever burning will: Spirit Subjugating Blade", you channel the fire of your own soul, briefly wearing it as a cloak of ethereal golden flames, before channeling the "waters" of the sea of your Qi down into your blade.

The materials react as Kanzeon's own "Flesh" reacts to her thoughts and wishes. The flames grow, petals of lotus, plum and peach flickering through the air as you move to slam it down, aiming its blade directly between Cearnarch's shoulder blade.

You hear a noise behind you, the whirring of metal, and a roar distorted through metal. A beast's whose voice was stolen an replaced by technology. The clockwork ticking grows closer. In the reflection of your blade, you behold Cearnarch's smirk and realize his scheme masked by his indifference and casual attitude. He spun this trickery in the momentary delay between the ignition of soulfire and the downward swing of the Guandao, in the span of you lashing strike, he activated a hidden device upon the wrist of his armor.

Opening a cage in the arena below. Unleashing a horror to battle against you in a fit of pique. And he planned it all, in the fraction of fraction of a second it took you to attack him. Impressive, he must have realized your perceptions could pierce into his heart and read his intentions, so he voided his heart and mind of all schemes and deceit until the moment he carried them out.

Even Qian Xia could not hope to reach such a level of prowess in her manipulations.
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>>4901479

It is little wonder how this ancient blackguard has retained control over his viper's nest of a family!

The blade of the Guandao sheers through Cearnarch's shoulder pad, igniting him as he laughs joyously. The strike is glancing, it has to be, for you to turn to face the cyborg abomination he has summoned to his side. Hewing the head into the metallic floor beneath, you rebound it out of the wound it carves below, bouncing it by levering its haft as you pivot around. A gale of golden fire dances around you, turning as you do.


And you soon find yourself face to face with an affront to nature. An abomination. An insult to Shangrala's most majestic of beasts.

A dragon, butchered and twisted into a machine of war. A creature of ages past, long thought hunted or chased from their native territories. A great, serpentine reptile, with scales of black and lavender jad. Barbel whiskers hang from its snout, which is half replaced with crude cybernetic. It's magnificent sunset hued mane is corded and tangled with razor edge blades cutting into its descaled neck. It's antlers have been snapped from its brow, and replaced with monomolecular blades of similar make to the one it's master wields presently. The fur and fins upon its back, have been replaced by a network of tubes and pumping pistons, filling its desiccated veins with a cocktail of narcotics and stimulants. The tip of its tale has been removed in favor of a scythelike power blade.

It's mighty claws have been torn away, replaced with prosthetics that whirr with biting teeth and drip with aliens poisons and irritants. Its half mechanical jaw droops open, and you see into its broken maw. Pipes and hoses connect to a nozzle that has been fused to its tongue through horrific surgery. A flammable substance drips from its curved fangs.

And tears of flame fall from your own eyes, as you face the once noble creature turned to naught by a slave of war, a tool for execution.

The supernatural fire surrounding you, over comes its own, as you catch its snapping jaw with the hook at the end of you Guandao's blade, and turn its snout away from yourself, redirecting the stream of fire billowing from its tongue.

A rush of air alerts you of Cearnarch's retaliatory strike. Arching you back and leaning to the side, you avoid the bite of his monomolecular blade, turning to see his tapered tongue hanging from his mouth, pierced with a queer tear shaped gem that...gives off a potent aura of sorrow and misery. There's a soul trapped in that gemstone. Your fury grows stronger.

Side stepping, you avoid the lash of his agonizer. With a flick of his wrist, the altered dragon turns to face you once again.

It was all a distraction, once your eyes were turned away from the Aeldari reaver he was able to hide his intent from you. He mounts the cybernetic atrocity, still burning with your soul's fire.
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>>4901484

"Everything has its weaknesses whelp! To gaze within another's soul and mind, you must look directly upon them! A terrible ability to possess! But one that can be bested!" He mocks.

His steed reels away and takes the air, flying high above the arena he's built to stable it "If the line of sight is broken, you are as blind to my heart as any other! Unfortunately, such a deceit will only work once and only briefly! But still, it lent me enough time to step astride, MY CREATION! OH HOW YOUR STARE BURNS! You're piercing through to look upon the darkest depths of my existence! Peeling away the masks I wear, revealing secrets unknown even to myself! What sweet agony! What a voyeur you are! MON KEIGH!"

He commands his beast to charge, spewing flame and twirling his agonizer to accompanying his shrill, cutting laughter. Of all the reaction to your piercing eyes, his is the most upsetting. The flames clinging to his arm grow larger, and swallow his back entirely as if fueled by your focus falling upon himself once more.

What shall your second move be, Lieren?
>Decapitate the cyborg dragon with a whirling strike, becoming a wheel of fire as you step upon its corpse and attempt to sever Cearnarch's arm again.

>Hook the dragon's jaws and slam it repeatedly into the walls, ending its misery and hopefully throwing Cearnarch from his saddle.

>Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling.

>"Ahhh. Of course I knew that limitations of my perception. However, can you surmount power gained through enlightenment?" perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" (What emotion/thought/ or concept do you focus on when you do this?)

>write in
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>OH HOW YOUR STARE BURNS! You're piercing through to look upon the darkest depths of my existence! Peeling away the masks I wear, revealing secrets unknown even to myself! What sweet agony! What a voyeur you are! MON KEIGH!"

Well, I feel dirty.

>Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling.
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>>4901489
>>>Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling.
Feel like we've been leaning into psychic powers overmuch lately. But if it wins, lemme put forward righteous indignation and fury elicited from seeing this noble creature brought to such a level by this depraved torturer as the emotion we draw from. Perhaps also hope at freeing it from it's agonizing bonds.
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>>4901489
>Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling.
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>>4901489
>Write in
The poor huntsman has forgotten one of the first rules of combat, never leave weapons unattended and he has left us in a room full of them ready to use even so kindly placing himself in the centre. Use our psykerist technique of telekinesis to simply pull everything sharp in the room from the shards of broken door to the weapon on the wall into the centre where he and his mount are standing impaling them from all sides.

Then with him pinned tear his arm off as we were requested to do, if we get an opening from the impaled things use the same ability to straight up tear the tongue out to reclaim the gem...which if suitable we shall mantle....

perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm": RETRIBUTION

https://youtu.be/LUBzI1KUQXo

STEP UP BITCH!
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>>4901520
TK allows you to do alot and mad fucky techniques like pull on flying kicks martial arts cinima style because you can hold yourself up, pin an enemy in place, hell you dont even need to fight normally reach forward and poke them in their eyes. Enemy has a gun? crush the barrel or straight up just pull the trigger while they aint ready.

TK works great to aid in combat but at the same time you can finish fights before they begin with it should a fool fight you in a place with tons of things to be thrown at them
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>>4901489
ddle.

>Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling
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>>4901532
Supporting again because your last write in failed
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>>4901489
>>Decapitate the cyborg dragon with a whirling strike, becoming a wheel of fire as you step upon its corpse and attempt to sever Cearnarch's arm again.
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>Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling.

I really hope we can find and save some of these mythics animals and prevent them from truly dying out.
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>>4901489
>Decapitate the cyborg dragon with a whirling strike, becoming a wheel of fire as you step upon its corpse and attempt to sever Cearnarch's arm again.
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>>4901489
>>"Ahhh. Of course I knew that limitations of my perception. However, can you surmount power gained through enlightenment?" perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" (What emotion/thought/ or concept do you focus on when you do this?)
Lieren focusses on Sadness. He might have to kill a once majestic beast, something that could have had a different path had Lieren been there to intervene. Who was this dragon before they turned it into this Abomintion?
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>>4901489
>Decapitation of the dragon
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Anyone want to explain why we don't just use this mans own armour to make him into a pin cushion? Because I dont see why we'd draw this fight out we have a lot to do here before the others either bail back to their home scatter on our world
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>>4901755
Too cruel + the design of the armour would necessitate breaking it to allow.

And I'm not sure if you noticed, but this bastard is slippery and not really giving us the room to do so.
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>>4901532
Supporting
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Actually thats a point, do we have a list/index of the techniques we know and what they do?
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>>4901785
Someone needs to make one, and I'm too busy.
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>>4901758
That don't make sense. His armour effecting being impaled is not effected by design as for crue? Hardly it's a high insta kill allowing for just enough time to rip memories
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>>4901489
>"Ahhh. Of course I knew that limitations of my perception. However, can you surmount power gained through enlightenment?" perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" (What emotion/thought/ or concept do you focus on when you do this?)
Motivation, of course.
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>>4901847
I don't get it either, I think he just prefers another vote
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>>4901489
>Decapitate the cyborg dragon with a whirling strike, becoming a wheel of fire as you step upon its corpse and attempt to sever Cearnarch's arm again.
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>>4901489
>Write In
"You present me this pain and suffering, thinking it will shield you Aeldari ? It will not"

Lock eyes with the dragon, and by using a new technique, enter in his mind. There show to this mighty and intelligent animal, a bright future. The return of is body parts, free from imprisonment, healthy food, shelter, love and respect. And lastly retribution against the Aeldari. The dragon is afraid, enraged and alone. We will give him an hand and help him. Once the dragon understands us, talk with the lordling again and attack him together.

"You see Aeldari ? What you have stolen to Shangrila has returned. Prepare to perish."
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>>4901785
>>4901788
Why not come up with our own techniques while we’re at it?
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>>4901847
>>4901847

The argument I make is that the spikes are mounted inside the armour in a fixed position, the armour is likewise fixed. To drive his spikes into him, you have to break the armour parts from their place relative to each other, in which case why not go for the deathblow, and this is hard because this is motherfucker is slippery and managed to avoid Lieren butchering him in a single move from melee. This is to illustrate that grabbing the slippery fucker is hard, and if we do manage it, we ought to make a deathblow rather than cripple one.
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>>4902002
You seem to have totally miss read what I said. I said impale him with everything in the room. Which means the trove of weapons of the surrounding walls and the shards of razor sharp sharpnal from the broken door.it is mathematically and physically impossible to dodge a closing sphere of sharp objects closing around him.


Where did you get the idea I want or suggest effecting his armour when we are in a giant sphere of impaling weapons ready to use. Hell even if I'm wrong and he ain't stabbed from all directions his buried under his junk to Merc
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>>4902011
I got the idea from here. >>4901755
"Why don't we just use this man's own armour to make him a pin cushion" The armour he is wearing, with spiked hooks inside it.
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>>4902020
Ah I see the mistake is on me a Y is missing from "armoury"
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>>4902024
Your idea has some issues of it's own, namely pinning the eldar bastard in that ring of floating death before he slips out of it, but once you've got him there, it's a done deal.
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Chen War Banner.

Probably made after his death, could be consider one used by the Wanderers in the fog, or perhaps by his family. Oxens at his flanks, brotherhood of the panthers armor, no helm and mask (for present his face, also symbolic) and simple spear.
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A new type of heavy infantry, that uses a chendao resized and designed for be used by human hands. Still a destructive weapon, excellent both at range and in melee. Soldiers of this units are expected to be robust, resiliant and strong thus becoming capable of using their weapon and wearing their heavy armor with ease.

Their armor present it self with the colors of the new dynasty and their symbols, as well having decorative horns at the top and some branches. Both of little to no weight.


Of course them and many of the new or old soldiers of the kingdom have absorb much of the rebellion decorative tastes, symbols and style, as well the ones of Lord Lieren. This can be noticed immediatly with simple war masks, and less agressive decorations.
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The Rifleman, the core unit that has replace much of the archers, crossbowman and variegate infantry of the rebellion armies, and that has now become the standard of the new kingdom military.

Their armor is highly protective, while still being light and allowing them great freedom of movement. In confront to previous lighter units, a Long Jia rifleman can be assured to not die with ease with such equipment while being able to move without much problems.

Their rifles usually present a small space for insert a knife, but if they are without ammo and time, they can still take their shortswords and fight in melee. Beside rifle, knife and shortsword, they are given even grenades.
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The officers of the Kingdom have become fully standardized, their decorations are unique and soldiers immediatly understand who their leaders are.

Honoured with an arc and circle of gold at the top of their helm, they are expected to be example for every soldier as well being professional and disciplined.

Still, their armors while decorated it s far away from the ones of the previous dynasty, and shows the new way of the kingdom even in the leaders of the military.
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The Vishnu tribes of the Bone Devouring Forest, could be seen at first only as savages and perhaps impossible to integrate in the new realm. Time as show this the impossible to be possible, and tribes have now integrated and become part of the Long Jia.

Of course this means, they entered their armies as well. But how would the different style of warfare and even equipment would have unite ? Simple by accepting their tradition of little to no armor, while pointing out that certain parts of the human body where more vital than others. And so, the unique screamers have been revinsioned with a few pieces of armor and clothing, for protect critical parts.

The screamers themselves have learn to use even new weapons of the rebellion, and have integrated them in their way of warfare. In comparison to their cousins they could be almost considered all as elite shock infantry.
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The Lai where one ofbthe first to benefit from the rebellion and it s many inventions and equipment production.

And thus their riders changed too, adapting their equipment as much as their warfare.

A Lai rider is now well secure in his steel armor, while still being highly mobile and agile. They have become found in the use of revolvers and grenades, wrecking chaos in their enemies formations and lines.
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The Dai where often famous for their heavy defensive infantry, beside their castle.

The Stalwarts are a new vision of it. Wielding two handed swords, they cut and divide with ease their foes.

In case they need to fight at range, on their back they have a small rifle, easy to carry and with less ammunition, but still able to kill.
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The Kang family and the folk under them, has always fought against the Shuni even in ancient times. Their way of warfare has put them more than once, in difficult situations crippling or even destroying completely their armies.

The Kang perhaps for their traditions or lacking of adequate resources in their lands, changed slowly for counter the ways of their ancient foes and rivals of the plains.

With the birth of the new realm though, their chargers have become the most feared and strong heavy cavalry that has ever been seen.

Equipped in heavy plate armor, their chargers can stand with ease the strongest of weapons the Shuni can use as well small explosion and gun shots.

If their ancient foes ever return, it is likely that they will be washed over by a charge of this impressive cavalry man.
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The Qian family has perhaps been one of the most secretive and wise of the entire realm, it is a secret only knew to few. That their success wasn t militaristic, cultural, diolomatic or economical. But for intrigue and informations gathering. Their spies have been always being an unknown pride of their family, and have always receive their attention and founding.

In a sea of debuchery and malice, that was the yang kingdom, they pruned it from the shadows cutting down those that would harm their family and people.

Their tradition has not changed with the current head or the family, in fact it has been further improve and with the Qian entering in the rebellion, their spies where brought to new heights. And their work became almost fundamental for the rebellion victory, and will be even more important for liberate the rest of Shangrila.

In terms of equipment, they have a variegate arsenal of melee, ranged, explosive, poisons and even a few technological weapons. As well equipment for many other uses such as climbing or diving.
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The first soldiers of the rebellion, the most unorthodox of all of the kingdom, and that have been designed and trained by Lieren himself.

This make each brother an elite soldier in his own right, and the most suited for fight alongside the benevolent giant.

Their equipment tends to vary, and they prefer to have access to many different weapons.

Many of the brothers are from Nothing and it s surroundings, as well the old guards of Lieren, and a few chosen man.

Still King Jinhai, has recently open the recruitment of the brotherhood to new regions of the kingdom allowing all brave man to attempt in becoming one of them.

They have the double honor of being the guards of the new royal dynasty and Lord Lieren.
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The Vishnu realms have been for a long time divided, in the last decades of the kingdom of Yang though, a new fearsome and vast realm was born. Commanded by an intelligent and strong warlord, this realm has recently declared it self the Vishnu Empire claiming all of the realms where the vishnu people live, and with that they even set their eyes north, for take back those lost Vishnu and expand further.
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The Shuni ever the raiders and barbarians for the people of Yang, attempting to always sack their lands or take them whenever the Kang wheren t able to contain them. In comparison to the divided Vishnu though, they are a united people and realm, loyal to their kin and no one else.

A people of proud warriors and with many nomadic tribes, they are unpredictable and it s unknown if they will move to war against the new kingdom.

What is know though is that their ruler, beside being an excellent warrior, has been rumored to be a mighty sorcerer and master of the dark arts. So much so that many fear, that evil spirits and magical creatures have kneel to him and offer to serve him in his wars.
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A cliffjumper, this mutated animals hunt in packs in the mountains valleys of Yang. Oppurtunistic, they eat almost any animal they can not having troubles or being disgusted by the taste of certain preys, unlike the more selective and proud panthers.
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View from the road
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Our honored father and our honored grandfather drinking some tea.

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That s all.
If you find some errors in the texts, I didn t bother to correct them i just wanted to post.

It took quite a long time to do all of this, since I am doing even other stuff plus rl.
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Guozhi hat will remain comically long because it amuses me, to imagine this wise and old monk with such an hat.
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>>4902356
It is tradition for eccentric mystics to wear large hats.
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>>4902357
True
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>>4902346
Holy shit anon, thats a lot of work.
A lot of good work, no wonder you said it took a long time.
And you even made the new symbols already inside a banner, so my lazy ass will not even need to edit them when I get around to make the guard. A true hero.
But we still lack a symbol for the Cao, Luo and Huang, not that we even know what symbol it actually is to begin with.
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>>4902490
Anyway, here's the Chen Banner.
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>>4902528
And a simpler variant too, just in case.
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>>4902272
Probably should have linked>>4902528 and >>4902531 to >>4902146
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>>4902490
Well thanks. I am glad you liked what I did.
I suppose i can ask malal about it, maybe i could have done it during the thread, but I prefer to just vote and write if I don t have the images ready to go.


>>4901489
Malal if you can, give me the symbols and colors of Cao, Luo and Huang (and if you had them in mind already). Thanks. Also i have seen the ones you have posted for this dark eldar kabal, a very cool choice.

>>4902528
>>4902531
>>4902546
>>4902547
Great job. I like it.
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>>4902356
>not long enough
>not big enough
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>>4902636
Well it goes out of the image, the hat it self doesn t end like that. I didn t want to make the image too big honestly. It would have take me even longer to complete all.
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calling the vote now.

>>4902146
>>4902157
>>4902169
>>4902176
>>4902192
>>4902202
>>4902211
>>4902231
>>4902247
>>4902260
>>4902272
>>4902311
>>4902332
>>4902346
Holy hell that's a lot of fanart. And all of it amazing as well. Still love the stylized look of the armor, and the lore blurbs are a nice treat. Also like the depiction of Nothing as it feels somewhat whimsical and Guozhi's huge ass hat

>>4902329
However, I think you got Mist Jackals mixed up with Cliffjumpers. As Cliffjumpers are giant fowl, that outside of the Cui region, are passive livestock. In Cui they're vicious predators because of evolution and the Carps fucking over the region for ages.

However, I do love the depiction of a Mist Jackal you've made here, with the horns and the almond/ beak like head shape, the three clawed feet. Looks suitably alien and weird, but believably so.

I can just imagine this yipping in the fog clouded woods, venom dripping from its mouth. A+ work here! I just adore how devious it looks

>>4902528
>>4902531
>>4902546
>>4902547
And amazing work on this front as well


>>4902490
>>4902605
Luo, Lilac on cream. Centipede
Huang, Pale orange on olive, Orange blossom.
Cao, Plum on rose pink, Peacock

Anyways, I'll get to counting now
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>>4902706
Malal, it must be made tradition that all honorable grandfather types after Guohzi must wear a comically large and stupid hat, also if Guohzi ever reincarnates he must be recognizable by the stupid huge hats he wears
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>>4902709
If an organization dosen't have it's leaders wearing goofy cerimonial hats, than it's a sham.
That's just how humanity works.
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Calling the vote now.

Grab hold of the agonizer, and rip the rider from his steed. Endure the agony, and whip him through the air like a rock from a sling.: 5

Use our psykerist technique of telekinesis to simply pull everything sharp in the room from the shards of broken door to the weapon on the wall into the centre where he and his mount are standing impaling them...etc: 3

Decapitate the cyborg dragon with a whirling strike, becoming a wheel of fire as you step upon its corpse and attempt to sever Cearnarch's arm again.:4

"Ahhh. Of course I knew that limitations of my perception. However, can you surmount power gained through enlightenment?" perform the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm":5
-Righteous indigitation/ fury: 1
-Retribution:3
-Sadness: 1
-Motivation: 1

"You present me this pain and suffering, thinking it will shield you Aeldari ? It will not" Lock eyes with the dragon, and by using a new technique, enter in his mind.: 1

total votes: 15

So since its a tie, I'll have Lieren's second move by grabbing the agonizer and using it pull Cearnarch from his saddle and then fling him like a stone from a sling.

And his third will be performing reality flickers before the approaching storm while he recovers, with the next vote being to choose what emotion he'll harness

I think this is the only fair way to do it.

Writing now

>>4901496
That was my intention

>>4902714
>Why do commissars from Shangral fall in battle more often than others
>orks see their hats and assume they're the biggest boss around
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>>4902706
Thanks ! Now we have a tot of 10 armors inlcuding the Lieren armor i made a thread ago i believe. Not bad.

Ah it was the jackals ? Well at least their description matches, so good enough. And yeah I had in mind to make them look very devious/alien, i sort of imagine them laughing like hyneas too while hunting.

Also thanks for the info. The Luo have a Centipede ? What an interesting choice. I am curios for why in lore they would go for it. If there are more interactions with them we will probably know why.
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>>4902780
They do cackle like Hyenas. You really captured their "personality" well. Gao Liwei when Lieren first met him, cackled like a Jackal

And yeah I just love the way you make those armor. The style is very unique and in a good way.
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Standing stalwart, you lock eyes with the lunatic lord of the stellar hunt and spread your legs apart to adopt a sturdy unshakeable stance. Moving your center of gravity lower by tensing muscles and tightening you posture, you lean forward and lower your shoulders in a wrestlers stance. Pulling your left hand away from the bottom length of the flame cloaked Guandao's shaft, you raise it an inch above its surface in preparation to catch the tongue of the torturous tool in Cearnarch's hand. The Venom Coated Agonizer. You know, the moment your flesh touches its slick surface your nerves shall be lit aflame with unimaginable agony.

However pain is a fact of life, and unavoidable in battle. You shall endure it, for it is the most efficient means to remove the rider from his steed. Droplets of toxin glimmer on the air, like scales ripped from the dragon's back. Incandescent, flickering motes of light lit aflame by the raging fire of your inextinguishable will. The golden flames cascade down and shoot up once again, rising and falling like stars from the heavens. Cearnarch lashes his agonizer's whip forward, fangs of panthers, jackals, and beasts unknown to you eyes rattling along its length. You can see the interact wiring and arcane technologies beneath its eel skin tongue shudder to life, a thousand miniscule roots reaching out from the whip like a fishing net cast over a lake. Each one is a stinger, that will deliver torments beyond mortal conception.

But pain is as much illusion as it is real. Disconnecting oneself from the material, can allow one to ignore even the most cruel of tortures. Luli's gentle smile and harmonic laughter fills your thoughts, and you blink. Stepping one leg forward, you calculate the trajectory of the lash whipped towards you, determining where it will strike and how quickly it shall as it reach its target. The Aeldari is clever, he knows that the unmatched keenness of your perception is your greatest weapon, that your eyes herald his doom. That his only chance at victory is blinding you. However, despite being a hunter with untold centuries of experience, he forgets the common wisdom of the wilds.

Always go for the throat or the eyes. Shuddering your step, you shift one leg in front of the other turning a shoulder to the Dragon and its cruel overseer. And with a flick of your arm you reach up at the exact moment that the Agonizer is snapped, moving at such blistering speeds it creates an explosion of sound to challenge the sheering of air your swift movements produce. Wrapping your fingers around the slick, wetted surface of the Agonizer's tongue, you wrap its length around your wrist and arm with a single rotation of your arm.

Immediately, you body feels as though it has been cast into the hottest of forges, as if the expanse of the cosmos has sapped all life and warmth from your flesh.
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>>4902794

As if every inch of your body has been pierced through by needles carrying payloads of poison concocted from all things vile and venomous. Your ears ring, as if an explosion has been set off inside your skull, the keening cry of night cranes cannot compare to the buzzing rushing through your bones. Nerves are lit aflame, electrified and frozen. The hair on the back of your neck and arms stands up, as every muscle corded and woven beneath your skin tightens and shrieks. Acid drips down your face like sweat, shimmering in your eyes and boiling on your tongue. It feels as though your skin is soon to peel from your flesh, turning to ash and smoke the moment it pulls free. It is as if you've been struck by lighting, as if every nerve impulse rushing through you is crying in pain.

The biological signals that control you body, misfire and malfunction, flickering and then roaring to life. Pain unlike any you've experienced before, courses through your veins as if it has compromised the very blood within! Your neck bulges, your eyes become wild, veins pop along your arms and brow. But still you stand your ground, beneath the sea of agony, you remain conscious and cognizant. The world does not slip from your fingers, even as you pale and become ill from the sheer shock of pain trickling down your spine and shrieking in your bowels.

Throwing your head up, You look upon Cearnarch's shocked expression. He has realized how truly grave an error he's made. Smiling like a Jackal, you pull your shaking arm, feeling every tremor that ripples up to your shoulder. Shivering, but enduring the lash of the Agonizer, you shift your stance and with one solid pull rip Cearnarch from his saddle.

"INCREDIBLE! SUCH RAPIDITY OF REACTION! SUCH INDOMITABLE FORTITUDE! SUCH SHEER CONVICTION!" He proclaims joyously as if he were praising a artist for their work "SIMPLY INCREDIBLE! THERE CAN BE NO OTHER WORD TO DESCRIBE YOUR ELEGANCE IN BATTLE! MON-KEIGH! YOU STAND FAR BEYOND THE PINNACLE OF YOUR..."

You can no longer discern what Cearnarch is saying, as you've began to twirl and whip him in the air above your heard, whirling him around like a child would a beloved toy, or a dancer may with a streamer of cloth. The dragon charges onwards without its master. But with your Guandao, you halt its advance.

It bites into its shaft the moment it shambles close enough to do so, some instinct driving it attack in such a manner.

Drawing upon your pain and fury, you summon the strength to bodily lift the abominable beast from the ground. Using the pole of the Guandao as a handle, you toss the creature to the ground, throwing its massive body away like you would a mere paddy snake. It writhes and squirms on the ground, snapping hoses and bindings upon its spine as it struggles to right its over encumbered body and stand on its leg once more.

A pathetic sight. The proud lord of the skies, reduced to struggling to stand as if it were an elderly century tortoise.
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>>4902797

New waves of torment wash over you mind, as you turn your eyes to Cearnarch who has become a blur in the air, still rambling as the air around his body begins to whistle from the sheer speed of his rotations.

Tears fill your eyes, blinking them away, you raise a foot into the air and stomp it down, throwing all your air to whip the Aeldari bandit lord through the air. He soars, like a comet falling to the earth, golden flames folding a trail behind his skyward journey.

Dropping the agonizer, you wipe the ichor it left behind across your breastplate. Then, sprinting forward, you throw yourself over the arena in pursuit of Cearnarch. The dragon manages to roll onto its stomach, and releases plumes of fire and noxious gasses a single step behind you, filling the air with the foul stench of the fuel powering the cybernetics that allow it to spit those flames.

Throwing your legs forward, you land on the other side of the pit, standing on its edge as Cearnarch finally begins his decent. Watching, shaking your arms to throw the linger pain and stiffness out of your body, you witness the Aeldari lord crash into a wall and become buried beneath his collection.

Alien weaponry and vile trophies pile atop him, some damaged by his impact, others pristine. He seizes and writhes, moaning as if the pain is pleasing to him. Marching up to him, and dodging another burst of fire from the dragon's tongue, you come to stand a few Chi away from where he lays.

He begins to rise, pulling his Monomolecular blade from the armored brace on his leg, where he cleverly stowed it before it could be torn from his hand from the force of being ripped into the air and spun around like a festival streamer.

Blood flows over his brow and into his eyes, tinging the base of his pointed beard red. He licks his lips, as he rises shakily to his feet. Sighing, he lifts his sword and chuckles amusedly.

"So barbaric it becomes elegant. Brutish grace. As expected of a Mon-keigh who achieve martial mastery, your primitive mindset sings through the artistry of your style" He half mocks, pulling his blade near his cheek to grip it in both hands, readying to strike. His posture becomes that of a serpent.

You do not allow him a chance to strike against you a third time.

Reality flickers
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What emotion shall become the Focus of the psykerist technique, Lieren?
>Contempt

>Righteous indigitation

>A desire for Retribution

>Cold indifference

>write in

Local Aeldari lord not so tough after being YEETED
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Apathy. You do not care about the words he says. Despite the lingering pain and the cold rage of your soul you somehow sense he is glutting off your emotions. Give him nothing. The cold silence of the void.

Backup: cold indifference
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>>4902800
>Tranquil Fury
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>>4902800
>The will and motivation to strike down evil.
The technique is called approaching storm, I have to do it.
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>>4902800
>Cold indifference
Remember, these fuckers only draw more and more delight from our fury and sorrow.
Best that we crush his ego by striking him down like the worthless beast that he is.
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>>4902800
>Cold indifference
>write in
"I don't need to see the truth of you, you are a 0ne dimensional sadist that bores me."
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>>4902815
>>4902827
gotta rub the salt in the wound to hopefully get him sloppy since we aren't playing his game.
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>>4902800
>Apathy and cold indiference. Justice is served, nature restored, one more fool discarded.

>Write in: "There is no truth to you, simply a fool who thinks himself better by virtue of indulgence."
or support >>4902827
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>>4902827
Supported. No depth no class and no substance. By the gods the damn Fox had deeper convictions than him.
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>>4902785
That s great to hear.
I think I will see what else could be made in the future, there is much that can be done. For new armors who knows, thwt might take a while. But Vishnu/Shuni shouldn t be much of a problem. Maybe weapons this time around, depends.
I have in mind to try Kazeon maybe. Or at least a vague idea of her.


>>4902827
And I will support the speech, fits quite well

>>4902800
>>Cold indifference
>>4902814
Kek
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>>4902827
+1
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Guys. What if, hear me out, we use Lieren's power to embody Isha and chastise a bunch of eldari for being so evil?
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>>4902896
Could maybe work for a few craftworld seers, but deldar will just laugh.
Harlequins would not give a shit.
They only respect themselves and Khaine.
And exodites did nothing wrong to be chastised.
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>>4902902
Oh shit, I somehow swapped harlequins and deldars while writing.
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>>4902800
>>Righteous indigitation
I'm curious, Malal. What's best boy and superior siegemaster Perturabo doing right now? Aside from being bitter and wishing that reality's prolapsed asshole would stop staring at him, that is?
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>>4899953
>”As one that has bested the Champion of a lord of Sha’el in one on one combat, I doubt you’ll be my 4th best fight.”
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>>4902827
+1
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>>4902800
>Contempt
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>>4902800
>>Righteous indigitation
I really don't think that cold indifference is the way we need to go with Lieren. there has been considerable effort into making Lieren a compassionate person. I don't care that it's an Alien, Lieren can do better than a cold indifference. Righteous Indignation at least has a goal in mind.
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>>4902800
>Righteous indigitation
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>>4903115
Liren cares, but to quote the post above
"Killing is a chore like any other" and we can see they feed off strong emotion.
Dont get riled up dispatching trash, do it then move on to cleaning the rest
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>>4902827
This. Drukari feed on pain, or negative emotions. He's doing what we do to demons and trying to egg our a reaction out of us. It's how he plays.
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>>4902827
+1
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>>4902800
>Contempt
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>>4902800
>Cold indifference
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>Cold indifference
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>Cold indifference
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>>4902800
If we manage to kill and cature all the aldari stationed here, could we refurbish their ships to make them humanity friendly? Perhaps we could use them to bomb the Vishnu king and any demons on the planet?
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>>4903872
I mean we could try, but we'd have to eat the brains of the guys who actually pilot the ships, not the lazy cunts who sit around all day fucking themselves with knives.
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>>4903913
That's Space marines. We know the psyker power to pull info out of people. It's how we knew what the ships and weapons were when we bullied those two eldari (the ones with the blown off legs and the incest lady with the sword).
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>>4903938
Unless the 2nd legion lacks an Omophagea, we would also have that ability, since primarchs are genetic template to space marines.
But even if we could do it, Lieren doesn't know he has that ability anyway, so we got to make do with psyker powers and the lotus scpter.
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>>4903938
We ate the knowledge from the panthers on how to survive
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Calling the vote now. Happy 4th of July.

Apathy:3

Tranquil Fury:1

The will and motivation to strike down evil.:1

Cold indifference:14
-"I don't need to see the truth of you, you are a one dimensional sadist that bores me.": 9
-"There is no truth to you, simply a fool who thinks himself better by virtue of indulgence".:2

Righteous Indignation: 3

CONTEMPT:2

Total votes: 21

So, Lieren will draw upon feelings of Cold Indifference as he manifests his will, and give a cutting insult to Cearnarch

Writing now

>>4902814
I had trouble sleeping, because I kept thinking about this and giggling myself awake.
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>>4904129
This man kicks down your door, endures just the most unimaginable pain possible, flings you around like a rag doll then has the utter gall to feel absolutely nothing about doing it before calling you "Boring and one diemnsional".

Lieren, the you can't go making a new chaos god of disrespect.
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>>4904129
Than have another meme Malal.
it's actually an old one that someone posted in one of the first threads, but the marine's helmet was yellow and the visor wasn't golden enough.
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Reality flickered. An long forgotten sensation of primal dread and blind animal panic crackled down Cearnarch's spine, crackling through his nerves like the most virulent of poisons. Memories, as fresh as recently cut wound, flood his mind from the abyssal depths of its subconscious. A piercing, silvery laughter echoed in his thoughts spurned to life by the sensation rippling through the very fabric of the materium's reality. The laws of reason and logic grew frail and began to disintegrate like so many disparate particles of sand. The energy of Sha'eil were superimposing themselves over and displacing the reality of the material world.

Just as it occurred to see the majority of his race and their eons spanning empire fall to the hungers of she who thirsts. Cearnarch felt small, like a child standing before a continent swallowing wave. The Mon-keigh giant's potent soul command reality to bend to his whims, harnessing a well of passion and emotion unknown to the reaver lord. Cearnarch gritted his teeth, grinding them as he retained his composure and bravado, and dared to lift his head to challenge the "thing" dressed in a Mon-keigh's skin. It was no Daemon, but it could not be a mere Mon-Keigh. The warrior was of a different breed entirely.

"Come then, taste the gentle kiss of my blade, feel its subtle touch!" Cearnarch bellowed, sweat beading on his forehead as the world before him shuddered, reality flickering as it struggled to decide between two worlds. It solidified, as the air became heavy by the presence of a domineering will. By it's desire, reality was reforged before his very eyes. His darkened, withered soul screamed as though he faced the gluttonous she devil herself. The golden fire on his back grew to consume him, to swallow him entirely before suddenly.

It vanished entirely. The giant stood, approaching him as if in slowed motion. Every ponderous movement his opponent made, sent ripples through the altered pocket of reality. Each step taken felt as though years had passed between them. His trophies moldered and decayed to nothing but dust, the metal of the his personal chamber's bloomed with rust and upon unseen winds was churned into a desert of crimson and copper sands. Winds howled, and the giant seemed to age before his eyes, becoming a bowed and crooked mockery of himself. A pearl white beard brushed against his knees, as wrinkles and liver spots began to branch and bloom across his handsome features which now more resembled a skull behind the sagging flesh of the elderly.

The ship was gone, in its place, stood a sea of rusted metal turned to sands and bones of the long forgotten dead. He stood in the face of an unavoidable truth of life. Death will come. Whether by age or blade or poison or sickness, death will come. And it will be indifferent of the station you held in life and of all your accomplishments and glories. It fell upon Cearnarch like the weight of a collapsing star.
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>>4904151
fits with the machine core too and shows a side of lieren that always exist
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>>4904170

To be faced directly by an incarnation of a reality all living things instinctively avoided. That one day, they shall die and one day all memory of their existence would be forgotten. The aged giant walked, as the armor around him buckled and began to blossom with rust beneath layers of Dust, yet he marched on, even as his figure become decrepit and ancient. In one frail, claw like hand he held a chain of glowing silver, that was connected to a hourglass grasped in the feeble grasp of the other.

Cearnarch lashed out as his foe grew closer, survival instinct restarting his drive to battle and shed blood. Shrieking, he charged forward, planning to lunge and pierce his blade through his opponents throat, hoping to end the illusion he had layered over his eyes!

For it must've been an illusion! No Mon-keigh could be host to such a force of the wind to command the winds of Sha'eil to calm and dance at their command alone! Such psychic potency was beyond the primitive race's grasp! It must be an illusion! It had to be an illusion!

But as he threw his sword arm forward, pressing the other's fist upon the pommel of his monomolecular blade, the giant's flesh withered and shrunk. His blade cut through empty air as the giant became a mummified corpse. A horrid, grave whispered voice rattled through his dried throat.

Two pools of golden fire stared from the sunken sockets of the standing corpse's skull as his jaw open and his teeth ground together.

"I don't need to see the truth of you" A voice carried upon the wind across the shriveled tongue of the giant, whispering its message into Cearnarch's ear. He shuddered and lost his balance. To his unfathomable horror, the giant degraded to naught by a skeleton, yet he still spoke, yet he still breathed.

Looking beyond him, the terrible thing looked upon the desert of open graves, to ruins of a great tower slowly erased by sands carried upon the wailing winds. Slowly, he inverted the hourglass in his hand and tossed it into the air by the smoldering chains wrapped around it.

Then as the sands began to fall, He fell apart. Disintegrating into dust and sand, stolen away by the winds as they whirled around the frozen Aeldari.

He could not move, he had been transfixed in place as the whistling winds carried the sands and hourglass around him, wrapping, smothering and rushing past him like the very passage of time itself and the inevitable climax that awaited all living things. Death. Death. Death. Death. Death. Death!

Eyes widened, he watched helplessly as the illuminated chain wrapped around his sword arm. The giant's indifferent voice tickled the back of his neck.

"You are a one dimensional sadist that bores me" He stated coldly, almost apathetically as the chain tightened over Cearnarch's arm and began to drain the vitality and youth from it. Summoning every once of will, the lord patriarch pulled his monomolecular blade through his own hand.
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>>4904173

Gripping it by the pommel, he slid his free hand up to its hilt and in a dread desperation sliced it clean through his now withered and useless arm, before the plague of age could spread further across his body.

Reality flickered. Real space returned. And Cearnarch was left staring at a small pile of dust, as the giant stood at his sized, revitalized and young as he was before.

He realized his opponent was addled in someway. He constantly pondered the universal terror that afflicted all forms of life and met it with indifference and a serene acceptance. That one day all he was and all he made, would become nothing more than dust and sun bleached ruins. His burning gaze locked with his own, and he shifted his grip on his polearm.

Cearnarch snarled in defiance and moved to pounce upon him. His heart hammered in his chest. This wasn't fun anymore. It was blatantly terrifying.

The giant simply blinked, and cocked his head slightly. He looked bored, and that more than anything else, filled the ancient warrior with panic
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It was almost Impressive. He severed his own arm without a moment's hesitation. However his will was summoned by fear and panic when faced with the inevitability of death. Instead of accepting it. He still feared it. He still hated it. Though all things are transient and will one day end, but they shall remain.

His mind has given way to existential horror and has become wild with panic. He poses little threat to you now, disarmed as he is by terror.

How shall You subjugate the fool, Lieren?

>Turn to face him, and drive your hand through his breastplate. Utilizing the Fog Panther style to stab through him and grip his heart, to allow you to interogate him while literally holding his life in your hands.

>Bow, slam your Guandao down, turn and twist it, slicing it upwards to sever his remaining arm with contemptuous ease

>Kick him without looking to him, the force should be enough to render him unable to fight back.

>Dodge and dance away, leading to him blundering directly in the path of his charging steed, which has become somewhat rabid in the moments that've passed since he's been thrown from it

>Write in

>>4904166
Excellent
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>>4904175
>Bow, slam, disarm.
>Grip his heart.

>Tell me of these champions you mentioned, the others you found. [Use lotus scepter]

Disgusting trash.
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>>4904191
+1
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wow, that reminded me of the nightbringer. or more exactly the fear the nightbringers sundering burned into the hearts of all living beings.
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>>4904191
+1

Beautifully written as always mal, better then I could have imagined it playing out
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>>4904175
>Bow, slam your Guandao down[...]
>Turn to face him, and drive your hand through his breastplate.[...]
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>>4904175
>Bow, slam your Guandao down, turn and twist it, slicing it upwards to sever his remaining arm with contemptuous ease
>Use your psyker technique on the now paraplegic lord to gaze upon his memories. His fear will weaken his resolve to shield his mind from us.
Guess cold indifference was the Nurgle option, representing the acceptance of death part of the Journey.
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>>4904232
And just the eyes, in case the colours are too much.
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>>4904191
+1
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>>4904175
>>Turn to face him, and drive your hand through his breastplate. Utilizing the Fog Panther style to stab through him and grip his heart, to allow you to interogate him while literally holding his life in your hands.
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>>4904235
I have been waiting since thread 1 for something like this to be made. Thank you
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>>4904175
>Dodge and dance away, leading to him blundering directly in the path of his charging steed, which has become somewhat rabid in the moments that've passed since he's been thrown from it
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>>4904191
+1
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>>4904175
>>Kick him without looking to him, the force should be enough to render him unable to fight back.
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>>4904191
+1
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>>4904338
All things end anon. Just as the journey says.
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Hey Malal, out of curiosity can we do more meditation in order to become more enlightened? I am not expecting the same sort of rewards on par with our "soul immolation" or contacting another power such as that Eldar Farseer, or the Emperor, but would it do anything or have we already peaked in regards to what our soul is capable of? What I am trying to ask is if there is more to discover regarding our eyes?
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Well, I tried using the overlays in photoshop to properly paint the garyscale, instead of just splashing some colour over it like before.
This is the best result I could come up with, even tough it feels like it has a purple tint over it. Properly saturated one of the layers too much, but when I tried a less vibrant approach, the colours ended up looking muted, and the shading all but disappeared.
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>>4904175
>Bow, slam, disarm.
>Turn to face him, and drive your hand through his breastplate. Utilizing the Fog Panther style to stab through him and grip his heart, to allow you to interogate him while literally holding his life in your hands.


"There is much information you shall give me, if you wish to enjoy a few seconds more of life, open your mind to me and let nothing stand in my way. You will allow to collect me everything i need. Or death will arrive in less than a second."
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>>4904191
happy with this option.

>>4904413
Lieren learnt about
-the warp from the hidden master, the daemonspawn/corrupted & Kanzeon
-the soul feedback loop after fighting Yin Aiguo while he was empowered by one of Huli Jing's tails.
-soul possession/avatar impersonation & telepathy while fighting Huli Jing
-daemon banishment, cloak of flame and weapon empowerment while fighting Nurgle's champ
-telekinesis from Magnus
Plus the passive truthsight he was born with.

We don't have mutation/biomancy, clairvoyance/warpsight, MIND BULLETS, mental manipulation, imbuing enchantments (beyond null denouncements) or daemonology that other psykers have. I'm wondering which direction we'd go with further enlightenment.
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New thread when? My screen shakes from the refresh.
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>>4904857
Biomancy is necessary if we intend on developing martial arts that combine psyker powers into them.
Technomancy (or whatever you call it) would be a good idea to get.
Divination is good for many things.
Creating “magic treasures” would be useful.

Though we could also just reinvent the disciplines using Wu Xing, separating them into the five disciplines of Earth, Fire, Water, Wood, and Metal.
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>>4904175
Seconding>>4904191
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Found the boss fight music for this fight.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXpnI52cLEc
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>>4904857
>I'm wondering which direction we'd go with further enlightenment.
I'd probably do a write-in vaguely focused on the concept of one or all of the Chaos Gods of Order from Fantasy. I can see an Alluminas write-in netting us pyrokinesis or perhaps something like dad's blinding golden (but not godly, heavens no) aura. Arianka, as the goddess of discipline, might give us mind manipulaton or perhaps a nerfed version of our Bravan Prime power. Solkan, as he empowers those who pursue justice and order, could either give us a sort of all-around buff or anything else he wanted. But this is all speculation, Malal took my clumsy write-in and gave us a flaming ouroborous soul. I doubt I'm able to predict what he'd do to reflect the Gods of Law.
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>>4904938
Powers based on the chaos gods of order would fit perfectly with our paradoxical nature, and the one of our "patron".
Also with the fact that we all get retconned or redacted.
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>>4904938
Personally I would enjoy a teleportation power.

I think only the emperor has ever done it as a power, while everyone else uses impliments or rituals to make portals to shift across.
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>>4904954
>our "patron"
My vote the next time we dream/meditate/whatever is going to be horribly split between talking to him and talking to our eldar fangirl.
>Also with the fact that we all get retconned or redacted.
Real recognizes real.
>>4904960
Best chance of that would be a teleportarium homer in whatever armor we get when we meet Dad. Being able to teleport wherever, whenever, is a bit much, on top of our truesight and psychic powers.
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>>4904981
I know technologically it's possible, and as I said, I only know of the emperor doing it. He teleported place to place as he battled an ork hoard with Horus, the golden light exploding place after place.

Malcadore made a planet move, but only the empror did that.

But even if not with the teleportation, another appealing option to me is Cryomancy. I'm not sure what sort of specific mental discipline we could homebrew for our legion only.

Like the blood angels have their blood shit and salamanders having fire-dragon themed shits
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>>4905004
You mean voidfrost
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>>4905011
I do mean voidfrost, but lets be honest, It's cryomancy.
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>>4905004
Wasn't the first technique we taught our sect an ice claw power? Making our librarians sub-zeros wouldn't be that far fetched. Although I doubt Lieren would like them specializing that much, flexibility is way too important on the battlefield.
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>>4904191
+1

Gotta say, talking with Magnus this early was the best thing we could've done.
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>>4905064
I’m not so sure. If we didn’t we would have been developing our own method of categorizing psyker power rather than pigeonholing ourselves into the generic universal system. Short term it’s great, long term it’ll start to limit us.
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>>4905088
We'll have to be smart and flexible with how we go about this, but I believe this'll help us build a stronger foundation to work off of. Just in this combat I feel like we've just spontaneously innovated technique not otherwise know to other powers in the galaxy.

It's good at least the Lieren understands that Magnus isn't infallible and has pretty big blind sports. At least we can work as an advisor to him in the future.
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>>4904861
Yeah, it is pain.
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>It's good at least the Lieren understands that Magnus isn't infallible and has pretty big blind sports. At least we can work as an advisor to him in the future.

>Lieren sitting in the corner while Magnus works, smacking him with a newspaper every time Magnus goes "but if I inject the warp power directly into his soul by using this trigram" or some shit and pointing to the sign labeled "this many days since the last Daemon manifestation."
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>>4904424
good job
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>>4905273
kek
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>>4904175
Support
>Bow, slam, disarm.
>Turn to face him, and drive your hand through his breastplate. Utilizing the Fog Panther style to stab through him and grip his heart, to allow you to interogate him while literally holding his life in your hands.


"There is much information you shall give me, if you wish to enjoy a few seconds more of life, open your mind to me and let nothing stand in my way. You will allow to collect me everything i need. Or death will arrive in less than a second."
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>>4904213
Except Lieren, who, through introspection and philosophy realized, when he was young as fuck, that all things will die one day due to sheer probability, internazed and accepted that truth, then went to Nurgle's garden and looked at the Chaos god of Death right into his rotten eyes and said "suck my still living megadong, bitch, cause whe I die it'll fall off and the only thing you'll suck is my Gundao". That's why we love him, he is a gentle giant, but only because he wants to and actively reigns upon his BRUTAL personality and instincts, except when he is fighting/mauling/ROASTING some epic adversary that other Primarchs would put right on top of their legend. Seriously, our boy gives literally 0 fucks unless he wants to, and I love when he proves it to some self-absorbed asshole that expects to be treated like a dign and worthy foe when they are, in fact, "just a chore, like any other"
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>>4905405
I don't think nurgle is a god of death. iirc he is the god despair and stagnancy, death is a change so he tends to prefer if beings don't die and instead rot while alive. the nightbringer is the actual god of death iirc.
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>>4905417
also apparently my Id code changes for some reason, since I was the one who did the nightbringer comment.
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>>4905041
>>4905013
>>4905004
>>4904981
>>4904960
>>4904954
>>4904938
>>4904857
Biomancy is a MUST for next vote. A bullshit foundation and OP basics are the most important parts of a Primarch. Biomancy is basically a narrative excuse for "and he did [insert here very superhuman feat], and it was above normal Primarch level". It allows us to heal lethal wounds in combat, even spiritual ones, and practically for free (valid for us and others), to rest faster, to boost our physical and mental abilities, helps our growth long term, gives us UNLIMITED POWEEEEER attacks, and would be a cool fluff "bridge" to the next Special upgrade that I plan to vote for: Perpetual, because it made the prospect of Vulkan dying to a massive KRORK WARBOSS into a fucking meme people laugh at in-universe. If we want to derail the plot of Lieren dying in battle, then making him an immortal regenerator that can grow back his head back in seconds is the best way.
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>>4905431
No, the next power we must learn is phasing.
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>>4905431
Also, making our body into literal and metaphorical warp adamantium (that can heal at a Perpetual+biomantic healing level) and boosting our allies or debuffing/outright killing our enemies.
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>>4905417
Nurgle's main thing is despair and disease, but he also represents death and destruction. His good side that has been buried is the seasonal cycle and the rebirth and recycling of nature.
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>>4905441
Not trying to sound like an ass, but why? Phasing is situational and can be replicated with boarding torpedoes for big walls, explosives or hacking for small walls, and energy shields/armour/regen for avoiding or ignoring damage. If what you want is attack, then get a phasing blade (eldar and Deldar have of those, necrons and the assasinorum too). We can get phasong once we get the "him and anyone in the room can die" problem.
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>>4905456
his modus operandi is making beings not die. his priests and deamons prefer to infect instead of killing, as the act of killing is more khornes domain.

his nature is that of despair and stagnation, and because the beings that feel the greatest despair are the sick and injured, he has become associated in the minds of everything as a god of disease and, to a lesser degree, life in general.

cause one has to remember that the chaos gods arn't abstract or definitive concepts, unlike the c'tan which are those material concepts given proper form by necron'tyr spite iirc, the warp gods are emotions and mortal perception made manifest.

most mortals see disease, and sneezing and general illness, and think seasonal cycles, a winter cold, a bout of hayfever in the spring etc. and as such nurgle has become associated with these things and since enough people think it, it is true, in the warp anyway.
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>>4905431
The 2nd Primarch was killed by the Emperor.
The 11th primarch died in battle.
>>4905477
It’s a meme from homeless mutant quest newfag.

Also fuck the new captcha.
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>>4905488
Iirc leman said he killed one.
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>>4905490
not that i remember, no
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>>4905484
Sorry for not getting your obscure and random reference to a quest with no relation to this one. Btw, what is your real opinion on our next upgrade?
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Calling the vote now. Actually prefer this new captcha. Also had a great 4th of July. My street sounded like the trenches of Cadia. Must've been ten houses with their own small militias stockpile worth of illegal fireworks each.

Bow, slam your Guandao down, turn and twist it, slicing it upwards to sever his remaining arm with contemptuous ease:14

Turn to face him, and drive your hand through his breastplate. Utilizing the Fog Panther style to stab through him and grip his heart, to allow you to interrogate him while literally holding his life in your hands.:14

Tell me of these champions you mentioned, the others you found.:10

Use your psyker technique on the now paraplegic lord to gaze upon his memories. His fear will weaken his resolve to shield his mind from us.:1

Dodge and dance away, leading to him blundering directly in the path of his charging steed, which has become somewhat rabid in the moments that've passed since he's been thrown from it:1

Kick him without looking to him, the force should be enough to render him unable to fight back.:1

"There is much information you shall give me, if you wish to enjoy a few seconds more of life, open your mind to me and let nothing stand in my way. You will allow to collect me everything i need. Or death will arrive in less than a second.":2

Total votes: 17

So Lieren will Disarm Cearnarch and then pierce through his chest and grip his heart before asking him to
"Tell me of these champions you mentioned, the others you found" and Stab the Lotus scepter into him.

>>4904217
Thanks for the compliment. glad you enjoyed


>>4904424
turned out nice, good work anon

>>4905273
kek

>>4904861
>>4905214
Soon, either next update or the one after
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>>4905484
Weren't both killed during the Rangdan xenocides? I never heard of Emps killing one, only of Russ executing a Primarch before Magnus. If Emps wants to kill us, then neithe biomancy nor perpetual mean shit.
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>>4905477
It's a joke to Homeless Mutant Quest, an old and big quest from when /tg/ was still good. Phasebros always tried, but never succeded.
>>4905483
That's true. But destruction, and death (speciafically death by rebirth) is part of his portfolio, or atleast it wasin fantasy before Chaos was dumbed down. Nurgle is the oldest of the chaos gods, since the fear of death is a primordial emotion, and he is probably the most vile. Because instead of being different than he would if the positive emotions ruled him instead of the negatives, he is a mockery of it.
If Khorne was ruled by honour and physical prowess instead of slaughter, he would act like the K*ngz.
If Slanesh was ruled by self-improvement, she would be a polimath like a Renaissance artist.
If Tzeentch was ruled by innovation and hope, he would be a scholar.
But if Nurgle was by the respect of nature and rebirth, he would still be a gradfather tending a garden.
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Malal, your depiction of the inevitable encroach of time. and of how an eldar, a species that not too long ago were immortal, would react to this fact being forced into their perceptions, was very well written.
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>>4905431
Perpetuality seems fucking stupid, if I want to be really honest with you. Biological immortality I am fine with but this "Nothing can kill you except for some very super uber special material knives" is just boring and meh.

And if we do die, it's not going to be to anyting that perpetuality would help stop.
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>>4905495
It's only obscure to you because you are a newfag, you got lurk more anon.

Anyway, We need either biomancy or a ranged direct attack power, because if what Cearnarch said about expecting a khornate champion to appear, than it means that tge Vishnu are behind the disappearances, which means war, and having to fight a bloodthirster.
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>>4905508
Thank you! Happy to see that you guys enjoyed it as much as you did! It was a blast writing it
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>>4905516
We have telekinesis and fire anon. that's pretty damn direct.

>>4905521
Wiping that stupid cocky attitude from his face was the most satisfying shit.
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>>4905529
I'd accept the lore offer, and laugh at the copy right cause what the fuck are they gonna do? its fanfiction! Not like I'm charging for this

>>4905526
It was for writing it to
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>>4905505
the thing is, khorne nurgle slaanesh and tzeentch are ruled by these things. they are also ruled by every other manifestation of their concepts, because chaos gods have this weird ability to remove a single cell, or well equivalent, of their being and have that cell do something completely independant of the main being.

this results in a strange situation where the main chaos gods don't actually care about the materium, unless not caring will lose them the game, but their deamons do care or well the deamons made to hunt in the materium.

now, that was a bit of a tangent, but it helps conceptualise this next bit.

sometimes slaaneshi deamons hyper spec into improvements and perfection and won't even torture, sometimes khorne deamons are hyper honour focused and won't fight any being that can't fight it and have a chance at victory, ecetera ecetera. the thing is the deamons that we always see are the deamons specifically made for entering the materium, or is made from a being from the materium.

finally all of this, quite rambly, post leads to this detail: all the parts of the chaos gods that would be considered good, stay in the warp.

this post seemed to get away from me abit, apologies about that.
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>>4905529
They can’t really use his quest.
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>>4905539
exactly.
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>>4905542
They gave up on Malal a long time ago. Them using this quest requires them to drag up that mess with Disney again and Disney is a lot bigger now.
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>>4905536
I meant to say that if those were the emotions that overshadowed the rest and governed them, like it was the opposite. Given how self destructive chaos is by nature, the good daemons could hold back the assholes from causing too much damage, or atleast the gods would put them in the timeout box instead. After all, the vile daemons go out to expand the gods domains and influence, tge good daemons not leaving the warp is because they are either in the extreme minority, absorbed by the bigger one as a personality quirk, or not allowed to. If the chaos god's main souce of food were inversed, than instead of say, a bloodthirter that only kill those that can fight back, it would be a knight that sometimes go too far. But them warhammer wouldn't be grimdark anymore, wouldn't it?
Too bad GW deleted the chaos gods having good parts anyway, together with there being minor gods and independent forces anyway. Which is one of the reasons I like this quest, Malal seems to be takimg a lot from the old lore.

Don't worry about ranting too much anon, I'm doing it too, and the conversation is entertaining.
Also fuck the new captcha, it eats half of the post's window now, and it fucking lies.
I'm certain that hiroshimoot did it to sell his jew passes.
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>>4905570
I hope we’ll be able to explore non-Chaos warp entities more.
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>>4905570
the war in heaven, and the following enslaver plague, fucked the warp up so much that the purely "good" qualities are not cost effective, essentially it costs them three units of power to consume four units of *pure* hate. and so positives are just too expensive to serve as anything more than an opening gambit so they can increase your nutritious hate.

A thing to remember about warp beings in general, as long as they arn't purpose made, is that morals, right, wrong and other such things don't matter to them in the exact same way that they don't matter to an animal, mortals are food, sources of nutrition, not people, not members of their own group.

you don't think of the bacteria that allows you to digest things, anymore than a warp being thinks about the soul they are feeding off of, that is you only think of them when brought up or something goes wrong.
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>>4905616
also iirc only malal was actually retconned, they just don't mention the other warp beasties, cause they arn't that relevant most of the time.
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>>4905616
Yeah, the C'tan really fucked everything up. Not that the psyker frogs were innocent.
Now something that made me wonder, is if the Emperor webway project would ever work. It's not like the Deldar are free from Slanesh by hiding Commoraugh, so hiding part of humanity there wouldn't ever starve chaos. But without needing the astronomicon, and if Pharos never lights up, than the Tyranids wouldn't find the Milky Way, so the Emperor would end up getting rid of a threat in a roundabout way.
And with safe and fast supply lines, the Imperium could prosper, and get rid of the monipoly of the navigator houses on warp travel, so it wouldn't hurt to have in the end.
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>>4905634
killing the chaos gods and making them irrelevant are, in effect, pretty much the same thing.

also need to remember with deldar that slaanesh was made by them with a direct link to their souls, the only reason they weren't devoured instantly is because the webway was partially beyond the warps reach.

without that weakness a human webway would be almost perfectly safe.

and also iirc there is evidence in one of the books that the astronomicon was not originally made to guide warp travel, though it did serve this purpose, and instead was made as a weapon to broadcast his, or magnus', soul throughout the warp once no-one he cared about was using it. as a kindof farewell fuck you, to chaos.
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>>4905634
The real goal is to turn humanity safely into a psychic race of perpetuals thus starving Chaos of their supply of souls.
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he also was doing the webway thing to buy time for humanity to become somewhat like him.
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>>4905634
I don't think the plan was to hide humanity in the Webway, it was to make humanity not need to rely on the Warp for FTL travel and communications.

Moving beyond that point, Eldar are literally soul-bound to Slaanesh, and have been since the Fall. That's why they're not entirely safe even within the Webway. Certainly, humans who have travelled through the Webway do not seem to have suffered any ill effects as might be expected from Warp travel.
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>>4905649
Wouldn't it be easier to just mash every human soul together into one new being?
Yeah that would be incredibly unethical, but I feel like it's at least possible.
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>>4905680
almost certainly possible, its happened twice afterall iirc, but the chaos gods are likely very leery about letting that happen without intervening. there is also the fact that I think it has to be voluntary otherwise they go completely insane.
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Thinking about it, would a pariah survive attempting to eat Lieren’s soul?
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>>4905685
there have been record of blanks being overfilled with souls and being killed from it, turning negative into positive via filling it up. so probably not
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>>4905688
Well Lieren’s soul has the unique condition of being on fire and constantly growing so I’m wondering how that interacts.
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>>4905690
depends on the blank in question, mostly they would probably find him pleasant to be around as they consume his excess soul juice, then one day they explode.
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>>4905685
I am inclined to say no. But if someone wants to earn a darwin award for eating flaming soulstuff, let them.
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blanks are kindof weird, cause not only do they have a very adverse effect upon the warp, they also don't actually have souls. which is strange cause even necrons have these little vestigial not-quite souls.

I am pretty sure there is a weapon that kills by tearing a beings soul out, and it affects necrons but not blanks iirc.
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However that is no reason to underestimate him. A small threat is still dangerous even if only lightly so. Assuming that you are secure and unopposed whilst in the midst of a battle, no matter how near to victory you stand, is the the absolute height of folly. A wounded beast fights twice as hard, and a cornered one resists with a further thrice of magnitude effort in its desperate struggles.

Men are no different, no matter from whence they came. All will fight tooth and nail to avoid slipping past the veil beyond death, they will wail and protest to avoid being interred into the grave that rightfully awaits them as it does all life. No matter how long lived, all things must one day submit to the passing of time and the rigors of age. And warriors true, those few who deserve the title at least, march to every battle knowing they are courting death. Cearnarch is no Cui Fu. His defiance is without valor or conviction. It is the fearful lashing out of a wounded beast, the wailing of a terrified child praying for the night's darkness to abate. It is maddened panic. There is nothing admirable about it.

If you had to compare him to a "Mon-keigh", the closest he resembles would be the previous Lord Huang, Huang Tengfei, who died of fright upon meeting your wrathful expression. Yes, that is what Cearnarch resembles, a man consumed by fear both subconsciously and now consciously as well. Such hubris, such martial pride and all it amounts to is the shedding of tears. Pathetic.

Bowing forward, you dodge his wild swing. A lock of your iron hued hair is cut from your head and its strand scatter across the hair like feathers or motes of cotton. Rising back to your full height, you swing your Guandao full force into metallic floor. The room quakes, the dragon stumbles, the metal tiles split and crack with a terrible sheering cry. Twisting your wrists, you turn the blade of the still aflame Guandao upwards, and turn to face the stunned Aeldari at your back. Slicing through the floor, you drag your weapon like an oversized brush, moving it through the metal with as much ease as you would water. Spiraling as the metal ripples, you swing upwards.

Cearnarch's remaining arm flies free of his shoulder, followed by a cascade of vividly scarlet blood. He stops to watch the arc of his dismembered limb and the sickle of blood that trails behind it like the plumage of song bird. His expression warps between bemused serenity and wrathful lunacy, before it settles on a defeated smile and a low, disdainful cackle that chills the very marrow of your bones. He stands there, armless, cackling like a Jackal with a mysterious darkness in his almond shaped eyes. His tipped and carefully tapered beard flecked with blood and particles of dust and rust.

You do not back away. Stepping boldly forward, you slide your left hand from the Guandao's haft, and tighten its fingers into the "Spear" of the fog panther style.
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>>4905715

Lurching back, you pull the arm over your shoulder and with a single thrust, pierce it through your defeated opponent's breast plate. The armor buckles inwards, unable to protect against the sheer inhuman strength you muster against it.

Cearnarch's flesh and ribcage part away more easily, his cool blood flowing between your fingers and pooling in your palm as you reach into his chest cavity like he was nothing more than a shallow pool of water.

Cearnarch considers you arm, and the great river of vital fluids weeping past it with a curious apathy.

"Huh, suppose I shall be gambling with my soul far sooner than I expected" He muttered, slumping against your arm as he begins to weep and giggle like a drunkard "Mon-keigh, daemon, whatever you are. Should my gamble pay off, I will repay you for this shame. I swear it. Even if the stars cool and begin to flicker out I SHA..."

You tighten your grip on his heart, and steal away his bravado. Blood spurts from his mouth, staining his teeth and that queer gem pierced through his tongue scarlet.

Lifting him from the ground by his organ, you hold him above your head, locking your eyes with his. He tries to look away, but you do not allow him the respite.

"Tell me" You hiss, as you drop the Guandao, letting it clatter to the ground as you retrieve the lotus scepter.

Cearnarch's eyes fill with a dread recognition and he tries to struggle and force you to tear his heart from his chest. He knows the Lotus scepter, or at least is reminded by it of similar memory stealing devices.

"Of the champions you mentioned, the other "hunters" you've met!" You bellow, spittle flecking your fallen foe's face as he squirms and wheezes, weakly kicking against your chest. His struggles ring your breastplate, reverberating almost musically as you prep the Lotus Scepter.

And then plunge it into his neck. Blood pools around the needle's entry point, the flesh bruises and turns shades of violet.

He gasps, the lights in his eyes flickering. Motes of dirty grey fog gathers along the length of the scepter, slowly condensing in muddle drops of stagnant looking liquid. The Lotus of silver and gold begins to turn slowly, the pinholes in its center crying glass like black tar.

The Memory core forms, as deeply black as the darkest depth of Kanzeon's prison. As Stygian the expanse of the heavens unlit by starlight. It boils within, bloody streaks and screaming skulls rising to the surface of the orb before fading once more into its shadowy mass. A thin band of crystal grows along its width, and it floats ponderously above the "lotus petal" that spat it out. Cearnarch whimpers and sobs quietly.

You tighten your grip around his heart, and with the other hand activate the Memory core. Cearnarch will expire in moments, by time you return from his recollection, he shall be gone.

The memory was shrouded by gloom and miasma black, you looked from behind Cearnarch's eyes.
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>>4905716

Staring at the dark of the night's sky as the sharp buzz of the communication link shaped like a weeping face upset the night's silence. Glancing downwards, you saw to your displeasure a row of your children, of one of the younger generations laid out like weapons within a fight pits walls. Their heads had been removed, torn away by the churning of many small blades. A barbaric method. Their bodies have been drained of blood and tossed aside into the den of some unimportant creature.

Grooming your beard with a thin, vibrating comb, you studied the damage done to their armor and turned your eyes to the terrified son who discovered the corpses of your fallen progeny. He kneels and bows his head, shivering with terror. The comms sputter to life, a daughter of your cries out of living shadows and sorcerous lighting as a mon-keigh hoots and hollers in the background, before static resumes as you erstwhile child meets her gruesome end.

"How exciting" You cheerfully proclaim, overjoyed that this primitive backwater would be host to something that could in someway resemble a challenge "It would seem there is worthy quarry upon this world after all. However, there's something odd about how two of these potential rivals move"

Scratching you chin, you click your tongue, commanding a slave to show you his disgusting backside, which has been branded to mark what little of the landscape of this fog covered hell that you've been able to map. Licking the branding iron as it heats itself with a fraction of a stars power, you mark the latest encounters with these servants of the dark gods. It would seem they are moving to convene at a precise coordinate outside of the area you've thus far mapped.

As if drawn their by some unnatural instinct or leading by their patron. A location near where you sent that imbecile Salaigh to search for mon-keigh habitations. Judging from the point of their first encounter. The slave of Khorne came from the east, while the acolyte of Tzneetch must've have traveled from the west. And it is likely the skull taker was the one manning the aerial vehicle you spotted days prior. How curious.

What manner of beacon could drive two adherents of opposing faces to cut a path directly towards it. It could not be that they are seeking out the other, for they would have met much earlier. A third, more dangerous beast must lie hidden in the fog, the subject of fevered dreams or warpsight. A worthy offering to their uncaring masters.

"Hmm, let us return to our camp, we will wait to pick off the survivor of the battle and take their hide as a trophy to bring back to our manse in the webway" You sigh

You start, breaking out of the memory as you recognize the location Cearnarch had calculated upon the back of his slave.

Stubborn Ox's Rest. With dread and fury coursing through your veins, you toss the corpse of the Aeldari lord to the ground, his withered face grinning lifelessly as his thoughtless eyes stared out into the void.
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>>4905717

The dragon roars and bellows, spewing gouts of flame and fuel across the devastated arena. Retrieving your Guandao, you go to release the beast from its agony.
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Outside of the ship, panthers hunted Aeldari. Incubi fought as a pack, moving with supernal grace as they desperately warded off the predators stalking the fogs.

"I TOLD YOU I HEARD SOMETHING!" The youngest yelled to be heard over the din of combat "the camp was infiltrated by saboteurs! We are overcome! "

"Be silent and fight on!" His superior hissed, driving his Klaive through the neck of a panther pouncing towards his neck "These beasts are deadly! Retreat to the cliffside, abandon Cearnarch's relatives, they're doomed to become a feast for these creatures!"

Sure enough, the favored son was brought law by two panthers before their very eyes, torn limb from limb as he was dragged to the frigid ground. The Alchemist cried out to the uncaring night, crushed beneath the mass of one of the beasts she had managed to fell but lacked the dexterity to avoid being pinned beneath it. The lay about had been the first to die, and his bones could be heard being snapped and crunched somewhere in the ever shrouding fog. The only one that remained was the beastmaster, who had scurried away into the night, smeared in pheromones and filth.

The four incubi hastened to the cliff, to form a defensive circle against the hordes of starved predators making chaos in their employers camp sight. Partially out of caution, and partially to ensure they'd fight a well fed enemy, worthy of their attention.
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Something about this night was off. The air seemed charged with an unnameable energy. A tension strung so tightly it seemed to Bai that with every step he took it might snap and release something dreadful caged in the air. The night's gloom was thicker, the fog had become a wall of white and grey swirling that completely shrouded one's perceptions. But that wasn't what was strange. Something deep inside Bai's heart warned him of danger. His well honed hunter's sense cried out with every step he took in the abandoned streets of Stubborn Ox's Rest. It felt like he walked upon a battlefield, thick with blood and the stench of death. Something was stalking the night, and it wasn't a panther.

Zian, Rong, and Fat Chen had taken the others on patrol, leaving him to care for Xin alongside Wei. But this sensation of impending doom drove him to walk the lantern lit streets, to ease his own fears as much to ensure no "Aeldari" had passed by the patrol unseen. Whatever an "Aeldari" was supposed to be.

Stamping his spear on the hard packed dirt beneath his feet, Bai's traced his eyes over what little he was able to see of the emptied town. The tension grew thicker, and with it the sensation of being covered in blood became much more material. The stench of iron and spilling death filled his lungs.

It happened in thunder's flash.
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>>4905720

A half giant barreled down the hillside, exploding through what remained of a florists' shop. Bai cursed, turning to face the madman from out of the fog. He was dressed in brass armor painted with dried blood, wrapped in chains of iron. His face was covered by a war mask that seemed to be designed from a forge or boiler's swinging door. His arms were bare, a corded with steely masses of muscles that bulged grossly beneath his sun tanned skin.

Tubes of glass and rub burrowed into his bulging veins, bubbling and hissing with foul smelling unguents and elixirs. The mad warrior's eyes were clouded but smoldered with a devil's bloodlust. He was Vishnu, Bai could tell that much from his stature, skin tone and the armor he wore. But everything else about the fog devil was entirely bizarre! His hair was braided and painted white with ash, unlike the Vishnu he knew. And not a single tattoo or painted scar graced his rugged hide. Many undecorated scars did, but Bai barely noticed how many "trophies" the man wore upon his arms and neck.

For his focus was upon the weapon held between the brute's calloused hands, wrapped by tiger's fur and polished ivory. It was a titanic axe, its head was larger than Bai's torso. And it had no edge! rather it had rows and rows of black teeth and fangs.

Bai swung his spear around, just in time to slow the strange weapon's decent. It roared into motion, its mouth of fangs rotating and whirring like a whirlpool of death!. His beloved spear was cut in twain, the sheer power behind the warrior's strike throwing him back and off of his feet.

Cursing, Bai rose to his feet as his would be slayer gripped his two faced axe in both hands and raised it exultingly towards the heavens. And Bai at last was able to hear his fevered chanting over the horrific roar of his axe's sputtering engine.

It was Vishnu

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" He roared in challenge, as Bai felt a twang of pain in his shoulder and glanced to find rivulets of crimson dripping from his tattered shoulder guard.

Rising to his feet in defiance, Bai tossed the bottom half of his spear away and gripped its head like a dagger. He needed to get that Aeldari harlot's sword. He's seen Lieren wield blades similar to it, they cut through armor and sliced through bone without almost contemptuous ease.

"You will have to fight harder than that if you wish to claim the life of Bai the white tiger, fool!" He snarled back in the same tongue "I've fought Vishnu before! You shall be no different! Face me, rabid dog, and know the sting of a brother of the panthers' blade!"

The berserk warrior grinned beneath his crude mask and howled with laughter.

"SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!" He cheered joyously, as he bore down once more on the defiant guardsman, who gripped his spear's head tightly and lunged forward. A gut wound would slow any warrior and Bai had been born with a killing instinct.
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>>4905722

He just needed to avoid being torn to pieces by the oversized, engine powered axe the lunatic swung! If he could just slow the brute's advance,he'd have a chance to retrieve the alien's blade

He just needed to endure long enough to reach for it's curved hilt
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Zian was faced with an encroaching, unnatural darkness. A shadow like the stygian calm before birth or proceeding rebirth. He stood before the mass of screaming shadows, and capering silhouettes. The keening laughter of devils, shrill as a night cranes call pieced the night's air as fevered chanting burned at his ear. Smoke spewed from the darkness as it opened its maw like a slavering magical beast

"What the hell is this, brother Zian?" Rong asked mirthlessly, as fat chen readied his rifle with trembling hands

"A threat to our brother Xin and the town" Zian snorted, tossing off his war mask to reveal his horrifically mangled face. A glint of bravery burned in his eyes "Chen, retreat. Find Bai and Wei and alert them of the incoming threat. The rest of the patrol will find suitable cover behind me and Rong"

"So we're to face this devilry?" Rong asked with a disbelieving chuckle

"For the people, the kingdom, and the king" Zian answered emotionlessly "Lest you be a coward bred, brother"

"Oh, just making certain we'll make our grave together, scarface" Rong replied genially, holding his clenched fist out to his long time companion "If we are to die, lets die gloriously. I wish to be immortalize in song and tragedy"

"Addled as ever, my friend. But let us meet this threat as one united force. At the very least we'll give our brothers time to prepare a more suitable defensive line" Zian answered in turn, smacking his knuckles against Rong's "Our lives may all be equal in value, but it is for us to decide what is worthy to expend them"

"Hear hear" Rong said, leveling his rifle on the growing mass of shadows "Sorry I slept with your sister last spring~!"

Zian whipped his head around, eyes wide with shock and outrage

Black lightning roiled from the sphere as it cracked open like an egg. And revealed a man dressed in Shuni robes, expression cloaked by a beak shaped cowl. His hands were tipped with talon's decorated in silver and pearls, and his body was encased by metal blackened by heat, wrapped in bands nailed to the flesh and shackles soldered to bone. Jewelry depicting wide staring eyes hung from his outstretched hands and each of his finger's were hidden behind numerous rings of gemstones carved into the shape of serpents and outstretched wings

"Aaaah, how virtuous of the Long Jia. Not a single drop of fear coursing through your veins" The floating man sighed, disdaining their valorous stand as if it were a mere annoyance than an obstacle to overcome "Death, holds no hold over your mind. What a frightening gospel you found. But its roots are in hope, allow me to reveal to you to power you may achieve by following the lord of change! The one true wellspring of hope!"
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>>4905723

Zian shuddered. The...thing spoke in his mind. Revulsion bubbled in his heart and he felt ill. His balance was stolen from me.

"Go" Dong muttered, appearing from this mists, as Zian remembered he had been part of the patrol...and that he had accompanied Lieren in his investigation to begin with "Away! You're giving me a headache!"

The crude, unkempt man stood before the man lifted up by lightning and surrounded by living shadows and locked eyes with him. The Shuni Sorcerer froze.

"One of the soulless!?" He whispered, as if afraid, flying back away from the quietly enraged Dong, who marched serenely to Zian and Rong's side.

Then the shadows attacked, and the lightning began to fall like a thousand thrown spears. However, both washed away from Dong as if he were shielded by divine providence.

The practioner of heretic arts wailed, and clutched his head. Rubble began to rise around him, clods of dirt, stone and the very foundations of what remained of the town lifted around him like a shield of stone
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Chaos reigned in the Aeldari camps. Not solely because of the panthers, but because as you anticipated, the vipers turned against each other wantonly. Treachery and betrayal claimed the lives of many, and those that survived were dragged away by starving panthers and tigers into the night. The raiders number's had thinned. But many a noble beast lay dead in the ground. Stomping your foot down on the head of one of Cearnarch's daughters, you rolled the panther that fell upon her with your other leg and sighed.

Looking around, you spotted the Incubi pressed against the canyon wall, fighting tooth and nail against the predators born of Shangrala's mists. Smirking, you turn your eyes to the pens still holding the slaves and other beasts taken to become Cearnarch's prey.

There is little time to waste, if the fallen Aeldari partiarch's calculations were at all accurate. Servants of the demon lords of bloodshed and scheming were heading for Stubborn Ox' Rest in an effort to claim your head and the glory that would come with such a victory.

Blood dripped from both of your hands

What will you do, Lieren?
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.

>Offer the Incubi a bargain, they will abandon their posts and aid you in the battle to come. Or they will all be hung and left to the hook ravens and night cranes.

>Ensure all the Aeldari are dead or otherwise incapacitated, then leave as hurriedly as possible.

>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid

>Write in
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>>4905680
That's what the Eldar want to do with Ynnead.
Create a super gof of death and get vengeance on Slannesh. The Ynnari wants to do it without the entire species dying.
>>4905684
Than Lieren making a psyker amalgamation son would be another way to insult of the Chaos Gods? The idea just keeps getting better.
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>>4905725
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.
>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
We got to hurry back, but in no way we are leaving the slaves to the drukhari.
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>>4905725
>>4905725
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.
>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
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>>4905725
>Offer the Incubi a bargain, they will abandon their posts and aid you in the battle to come. Or they will all be hung and left to the hook ravens and night cranes.
>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
We're gonna have to deal with two problems at once, may as well get some friends.
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>>4905740
I hope that the Shuni and Vishnu are not meeting to make an alliance to get rid of us, since we are breaking the balance of the "game". Because if the Chaos Gods are unifying against us, we will have to deal with atleast a two front war, since we do not know if the Basque are nurglite, or if they border Long-Jia.
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>>4905725
>Rip a hole going though the spirit realm and pull our allies through it. This area holds too much of strategic value to abandon.
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Also this will be the last vote for this thread, next update will be the new thread.

So tomorrow, we'll have breached into double
digitst! a huge milestone for the quest! Cheers and thank you all for participating so far.

Still have a long road ahead of us and Lieren's story. Hope you continue to enjoy 2nd primarch quest as it continies
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>>4905758
I now want to smash an Drukhari's head like a party popper.
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>>4905725
>>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.
>>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
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>>4905725
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.
>Ensure all the Aeldari are dead or otherwise incapacitated, then leave as hurriedly as possible.
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>>4905843
+1
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>>4905725
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.
>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
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>>4905725
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.
>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
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>>4905725
>Write In
Concentrate with our mind and connect to our companions and friends in Stubborn Ox's Rest. Much like their Mien s helped us in the past, our will help them now. Reinvigorated, reinforced and wiser they will be able to keep the darkness at bay.
>Write In
Free the Qirin, and let him know we want to be his brother and need his help. With such a mount reaching the village will be done in mere moments, and is more than a match against this foes.
>Ensure all the Aeldari are dead or otherwise incapacitated, then leave as hurriedly as possible.

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My idea is to help as much as possible the others, and neutralize the Aeldari.
The slaves will be safer in their cages and they would need a guide to walk in the forest, which we can t give if we need to save our friends. With the Aeldari dead or harmless they are safe.

If we incapacitate several Aeldari, we will be able to interrogate them further on. After we are done with the two champions, we should give the location of the Aeldari camp so we can begin moving all the stuff to loot there.

>>4905758
Another great thread, a great success.
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>>4905943
The qirin is dead mate. We murdered it to put it out of it's misery.

>>4905740
I support.

>>4905751
A Khornate wishing to join a Tzeechian? immensely unlikely without a lot of charisma on one's side.

But hey, turns out dong is a pretty potent null, which surprises me since he is merely unsettling rather than hatable.
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>>4906020
No, we have kill a dragon. That s what we have fought beside Caernach. It wasn t called a Qirin and their description is completely different. Beside the dragon was inside the ship, while we instead have heard the Qirin in one of the cages outside.
The Qirin is still very much alive just in a cage like most other animals beside the panthers.
See here

"And judging from the harmonic and chime like hissing, they've even managed to entrap far deadlier beasts than panthers and tiger. And if your ears do not deceive among their number, is a figure of folklore.

A Qilin. Which is incredible, as like dragons, those beasts are supposed to be a myth or extinct, a distinction debated by scholarly opinion. Judging from the beasts crying, they're trying to urge it into violence via some form of electrical torment.

Frowning, you slink past cages of Rock and mountain apes, beating their chests and trying to defend their young, and move past the many pens holding panthers.

The beasts notice you, and arch their backs, snarling and hissing, snapping their jaws and whipping their tasseled tails. They recognize your disguise as the appearance of their abusers, and are filled with dread and fury at your approach. With a subtle wave of you hand, you apply plastic explosives just beneath the mechanical locks on their cages. Taking care not the brush your fingers against the pens themselves, which arc with violet lightning and shudder with the volume of electricity coursing through their bars, you gradually sabotage each panther's cage."


We haven t attack the beasts inside the cages, we have only open the ones of the panthers.
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>>4905758
>Eldari having problems killing Fog Panthers even in groups
>Humans smug as fuck as they watch the knife ears get mauled
>lmfao fucking delfs dont know how to hunt Panther with but just a spear and and the clothes on your back
This. This puts a lot into perspective. The fucking high Dex build species is having trouble killing a predator that we regularly kill, even with all their high tech gear and weapons.
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>>4905725
I can support this >>4905943
The various animals, once freed, will be more likely to flee back into the wilderness when all the Drukhari are dead.

>>4906064
It's why the only knife-ears deserving of any courtesy are the Exodites. They realized that Caveman Grug lives a simpler, happier, more fulfilled life than sadomasicistic space vampires fleeing from their own homemade annihilation.
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>>4905757
So no one is sidestepping the problem altogether.
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Hey just caught up, bang up job Malal never really got grabbed by a dice less quest before. And I think it might be the first quest to make me tear up more than once, and certainly the first to do it to me several times in a singe thread

Also we really need to incorporate radios in the military instant communications is the single greatest leap in tactical and strategic advancement in history. Being able to relay orders to units outside of ear and eyeshot is an incredible tool.

>>4906064
It does help that they are both cocky and over reliant on their helmets visuals which the fog seems to fuck up
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>>4906046
Oh really.

Well in that case I was mistaken, go right ahead.
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>>4905943
I guess I’ll support this.
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Wait why don’t we call in some reinforcements to help out? We have no reason not to.
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>>4906299
Would them be able to arrive in time?
I guess even if they don't, nore forces could help if a counter attack, or deal if any stragglers, so it would still be a good idea.
>Radio Jinhai and Yin-Lei to send an elite regiment to reinforce Stubborn Ox's Rest.
>Contact Guozhi and ask him to bring the most disciplined and powerful of the wanderers to protect the nearby villages.
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>>4906306
I’m talking about the Dark Eldar. If they escape they’ll take the ships and equipment with them. Most of the votes are fine with letting them escape.
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>>4906314
most of them are dead, and we can deal with a handful of inccubi by hunting them through the fog they are not used to
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>>4906113
Mate, we can't teleport. We got no precedent, nor insight that says it is possible to bodily rip open a warp portal and have a happy jaunt a couple of leagues away.

Our knowledge and experience of portals thus far has been using a battlefields worth of hate, death, spite and betrayal to kick open a door to nurgle's garden. This is not helpful.

>>4906314
On that point, fair enough. But even if enough survive to pilot the ships away, it's not the greatest loss in the world. Saving our brothers is more important than putting every last Deldar to death, certainly moreso than mere technology.
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>>4906345
We had no precedent for a lot of shit yet we did it anyway. You also aren’t the one that decides that, Malal does.
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>>4906347
neither are you the one to decide that my friend, besides they are utterly inconsequential to what is happening now. they are broken, the only intelligent ones will be weakened in the hills by the time we come back
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>>4906347
What have we done that we have no precident for?

Psycherist powers came about through mediation and self reflection, inventions came from Kanzeon and our egg, Martial arts from Jinhai and friends, Hunting came from the panthers, building and agriculture and calculation are sown into our genetic memory.

What do we do that had zero precedent, none, and did it anyway?
The dream of the emperor I guess?

As for "you aren't the one that decides that", fair enough Malal is the one who decides sufficient justification for our abilities and actions. But I am certainly able to see how little we have to justify such a leap in logics.
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>>4906314
The tech is less important than saving lives.
It's not like we are never going to have the opportunity to loot and reverse enginner Xeno tech ever again, but if they die, they aren't coming back.
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>>4905725
>Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.

>Offer the Incubi a bargain, they will abandon their posts and aid you in the battle to come. Or they will all be hung and left to the hook ravens and night cranes.
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>>4906352
>Psycherist powers came about through mediation and self reflection
Yet people repeatedly said we had no precedence for psyker powers before we awakened them. Hell we have as much “precedence” for Gate to Infinite as we do for any telekinesis based power considering Lieren knows everything he needs to make it work, just like how he invents new powers all the like “storm that is approaching” and was built upon foundation that was only marginally similar to the power it was built off of. The argument of “precedence” is weak at best. Give a proper reason why it won’t work.
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>>4906352
>>4906382
Gay, but which anon is gayer
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>>4906382
I'll put burden of proof for why it should work on you, since you are making the extraordinary claim and then making a passive aggressive "well I guess nobody wants to do this right I guess" post.

But to answer why I'm convinced it wouldn't, is the fact that we've not got any related power to draw off, we have no protection from the warp we would travel through, and the actual feat of psychic bodily teleportation has been successfully done by 3 people to my knowledge. Those being Magnus, Malchador and The Emperor. None of which we hold a candle too.
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>>4905725
>Offer the Incubi a bargain, they will abandon their posts and aid you in the battle to come. Or they will all be hung and left to the hook ravens and night cranes.
>"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid
The cages should be strong enough to keep the Panthers out of the human ones, right?
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>>4905740
>>4905746
>>4905789
>>4905804
>>4905843
>>4905863
>>4905878
Gotta ask you guys, but wouldn't it take a significantly longer amount of time to free all the slaves and cat wrangle all of them to save our friends? Rather, could we not leave them were they were, then come back later?
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>>4906745
If we leave them, they will feel desperate. We don't know what else is in the fog, or if there are any eldar huntings partiea that haven't come back yet. They are tortured, starved and desperate, and the ship is deldar, there is a chance of a daemon appearing, or atleast guiding one of their slaves to this place.
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>>4905943
+1
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Calling the vote now, and making a new thread. I've already archived this one.

Free the slaves and lead them away from the bloodshed, then leave for Stubborn Ox's Rest with much haste.:10

"Acquire" one of the Aeldari Raiders, and pilot it back to come to your friends aid:9

Attempt to Rip a hole going though the spirit realm (keyword, attempt).: 1


Ensure all the Aeldari are dead or otherwise incapacitated, then leave as hurriedly as possible.:6

Concentrate with our mind and connect to our companions and friends in Stubborn Ox's Rest. Much like their Mien s helped us in the past, our will help them now. Reinvigorated, reinforced and wiser they will be able to keep the darkness at bay.:4

Free the Qirin, and let him know we want to be his brother and need his help. With such a mount reaching the village will be done in mere moments, and is more than a match against this foes.:4

Radio Jinhai and Yin-Lei to send an elite regiment to reinforce Stubborn Ox's Rest.: 1

Contact Guozhi and ask him to bring the most disciplined and powerful of the wanderers to protect the nearby villages.:1

Offer the Incubi a bargain, they will abandon their posts and aid you in the battle to come. Or they will all be hung and left to the hook ravens and night cranes.:3

Total votes:17

So in the midst of chaos, Lieren shall free the slaves, and lead them to safety upon a raider he "Acquires", taking them from the bloodshed before flying to back to Stubborn Ox's Rest, Assuming they're endangered by the "champions" seen in Cearnarch's memory

writing now and making a new thread

>>4906117
Thanks for the compliments, really glad your enjoying it

>>4906735
They're also electrified. the cages. not the panthers. Shangrala would be a death world if they were.
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>>4906858
>Electric Fog Panthers
Writing this down for the future.
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>>4906863
Amazing name for a band
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