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>>6124499
>>With her divination, she moved in before the man could act. Pangea jumped past the crowds and landed right in front of the man as he pulled two grenades. With a single twirl of Palatine, the grenade and the man’s hand dropped on the ground.

>>6124499
>Waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence.

>>6124499
>>Waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence.

>>6124499
>With her divination, she moved in before the man could act. Pangea jumped past the crowds and landed right in front of the man as he pulled two grenades. With a single twirl of Palatine, the grenade and the man’s hand dropped on the ground.

>Waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence.
The soldier needs to learn to be more vigilant.

>>6124499
>Waited for their attack

>>6124499
>With her divination, she moved in before the man could act. Pangea jumped past the crowds and landed right in front of the man as he pulled two grenades. With a single twirl of Palatine, the grenade and the man’s hand dropped on the ground.

>>6124499
>Waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence.

>>6124499
>>Waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence.

>>6124499
>With her divination, she moved in before the man could act. Pangea jumped past the crowds and landed right in front of the man as he pulled two grenades. With a single twirl of Palatine, the grenade and the man’s hand dropped on the ground.

>>6124499
> Waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence.

>>6124907
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>>6124598

Counted

Pangea waited for the attack. The man pulled his pistol and grenades, but no destruction followed. Instead, the man’s limb froze up. Pangea held the man with her telekinesis. The man screamed in pain, loud enough to grab the attention of the Albian Crusaders and her presence. The crowds formed an audience as the two crusaders rushed to the scene, then knelt once seeing the princess.

“Your eminence!” A crusader said.

“Get him chained up.”

The people watched the man be held down by an unknown force. The man’s arms bent at an odd shape, his legs folded curled up to his chest. The people of Verona knew this young woman, she was Princess of Mercy, for allowing the Capulets and the Montagues to live despite their infection of the dastardly psyker known as The Hermit.

“It’s her!” A man in the crowd said.

“That man could have kill the soldiers but she still spared him.”

“Pangea The Merciful!” Another whispered.

The crusaders quickly knocked the man out and wrapped heavy chains and clasped cuff on the man’s wrists. Luna returned to her side while Pangea moved her braid to her back. The arbitrator rushed back, the man dressed in a pristine blue uniform with a black cap.

“Your eminence!”

“Ah, Magistrate.” Pangea said.

The portly man knelt. “Thank you for your assistance. To think one of them escaped and came back here… I am ashamed to have you dirty your hands in this matter.”

“If not for your judge’s actions and heroism, I would agree with you. But your judge was helpful in my investigation, it’s only right I help an honorable man like him.” Pangea said. “Give my regards to Dredd, he was instrumental in my investigation and will be considered for an award. Without his notes this matter would have taken a long time too. Thankfully, this is over.”

The portly magistrate stood back up with a pained grunt.

“Of course of course, I assume you will be heading back to Terra?”

“If I am not sent out on another hunt, then yes.” Pangea said.

“My lady.”

The portly magistrate flinched from the voice behind. Diani’s silver eyes remained bright as ever but her hair was cut short. A bolt pistol dangled on her waist holster as she walked forward, her dull armor smoothly shifted with her movement in silence.

“Diani, is the paperwork taken care of?”

“Yes, my lady.” Diani said softly.

“Good, we return home, Terra at last.”

>“I promised Sanguinius to visit him first.”
>“Fulgrim for some reason wanted me to see him when I got home.”
>“Angron wanted to see me for some reason and I wanted to see him anyway.”
>“Horus said he has a surprise for me, I wonder what…”

Also for the anons who are joining us

Thread 1

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6052620/

Thread 2

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6086040/

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>>6124991
>Dredd
pic rel
>“I promised Sanguinius to visit him first.”
A promise is a promise

>>6124996
Funny thing my prof was part of the vfx crew of Dredd and that movie is my top favorite

>>6124996
>+1

>“I promised Sanguinius to visit him first.”


What of our’s movies do you think the princess would enjoy?

>>6124996
+1. Would have gone with Horus but a promise's a promise. I hope we can see all of them before the next actioney phase, and maybe Alpharius and Magnus too if the two of them are still on Terra.

>>6125000
No shot! That's pretty awesome, I just watched Dredd the other day and it was actually pretty great. Didn't expect it to be so was quite pleasantly surprised. Tell your professor I thought the vfx were awesome, and properly brutal.

>>6125019
I'll be glad to. He's awesome. Sad that it won't see a sequel.

>>6124991
>“I promised Sanguinius to visit him first.”

Yeah gotta stick to our word

>>6124991
>“Angron wanted to see me for some reason and I wanted to see him anyway.”
Has Nuceria been razed yet?

>>6124991
>“Angron wanted to see me for some reason and I wanted to see him anyway.”

Let's see what big red is up to.

>>6125014

>Conan the Barbarian

The Emperor and Pangea spending some bonding time together.

"Pangea, would you like to hear a story of my time spent on ancient Terra when I was young? I think you'll enjoy it."

>>6125002
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>>6124996
Mad Max: Fury Road or Kingdom of Heaven after getting over the religious parts. Maybe The Dark Knight and The Dark Knight Rises.

Votes counted

>>6125048
I imaged that Big E had a large library that is just he’s cameos in historical pantings, pictures, news, movies, Ext.

‘’Ahh and the first Lunar war- look- you can see me in the background playing golf’’

The Chambers of Auspicious Conquerors.

This section of the Inner Palace was divided into twenty sections, each belonging to one primarch. Now, The Chambers of Auspicious Conquerors… still remained as twenty. Pangea’s new room however, was now loaded closer to the chambers. Pangea placed her weapons and armor to her personal armory with Diani’s assistance. After a quick shower she dressed into her mephiston red light gambeson with golden accents.

“Diani, you’re dismissed as well. Rest, you earned it.”

“But you’ll need a—”

“I’ll be fine.” Pangea said with a chuckle. “Go spend time with your family.”

“I…” Her head hung low. “I will, thank you.”

Under the bright sun, the auramite armor only on her right arm gleamed with pride. The path to Sanguinius’s chamber took a longer path, almost isolated from others for reasons she did not know though the isolating location did not deter her and her brothers from visiting him. Pangea stood in front of the double asymmetrical door gloriously decorated.

“Sanguinius?” Pangea knocked on the door. “It’s Pangea!”

The door opened.

“Sister!” Sanguinius said.

They shared a brief but heartful embrace.

“It’s been too long.” Sanguinius said. “I heard Marco Polo docked but I did not expect you to arrive today.”

“I promise, didn't I?”

Pangea entered a paint scented room. Yet, she did not find a painting but a blank canvas.

“What is this?” Pangea said confusedly.

“I already had a painting finished but I scrapped it. I thought for too long on what painting would be fitting for you. I found none. Our visions haunt us, and we fight against the future that will break humanity. We toil for the future, but we do not relish the present, that is why I want to paint you as you are now.” Sanguinius said.

Pangea saw the pain that only few could understand. The burden of the future. The uncertainty of the strands of destiny. The visions that no man could hold.

“Are you well?”

“I am.”

The lie was so easily seen by Pangea.

>Pangea chose to not pursue his pain but to alleviate it. “You said you wanted to paint me right? Do you have any poses?”
>“You’re not.” Pangea stepped closer and grabbed his hand. “I am the only person that understands, maybe Father but he’s… Father. Please tell me what’s wrong.”
>Write-in

>>6125105
>“You’re not.” Pangea stepped closer and grabbed his hand. “We agreed to share the burden of guiding humanity into a brighter future. Your pain is my pain, please tell me what’s wrong.” Pangea look up at her brother and smiles "And in return, I promise I'll paint a portrait of you, too.'
Let's not bring daddy issue into this, also keep things light and help him enjoy the moment.

>>6125127
>Support

We probably can't paint that well. But we shall try

>>6125105
>“You’re not.” Pangea stepped closer and grabbed his hand. “I am the only person that understands, maybe Father but he’s… Father. Please tell me what’s wrong.”

>>6125105
>Pangea chose to not pursue his pain but to alleviate it. “You said you wanted to paint me right? Do you have any poses?”

>>6125105
>>Pangea chose to not pursue his pain but to alleviate it. “You said you wanted to paint me right? Do you have any poses?”

>>6125105
>“You’re not.” Pangea stepped closer and grabbed his hand. “I am the only person that understands, maybe Father but he’s… Father. Please tell me what’s wrong.”

>>6125127
Actually change my vote to this.

>>6125127
+1

>>6125127
Seconding this too.

>>6125105
>Pangea chose to not pursue his pain but to alleviate it. “You said you wanted to paint me right? Do you have any poses?”

>>6125105
>>6125127
+1

>“You’re not.” Pangea stepped closer and grabbed his hand. “We agreed to share the burden of guiding humanity into a brighter future. Your pain is my pain, please tell me what’s wrong.” Pangea look up at her brother and smiles "And in return, I promise I'll paint a portrait of you, too.

This is a tough choice. Sanguinius handled his visions well enough. Accepting his possible fate but not diving headfirst into it. But getting him to open up now may help with Konrad and maybe others later. That boy ain't right.

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Counted

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“You’re not.” Pangea stepped closer and grabbed his hand. “We agreed to share the burden of guiding humanity into a brighter future. Your pain is my pain, please tell me what’s wrong.” Pangea looked up at her brother and smiled, "And in return, I promise I'll paint a portrait of you, too.”

Sanguinius smiled weakly.

“You’re awful at painting.”

Pangea planted her fist on her hips. Her long ponytail whipped angrily like a cat’s tail.

“I’m not that bad.”

Sanguinius’s chuckles withered, his gaze stared at the blank canvas.

“It’s best if we sit first.”

Sanguinius’s personal chamber always impressed Pangea. The gold and white mixed with Baal’s tribalistic culture in a perfect harmony. Pangea sat on a white pelt covered chair, swishing the wine gently, indulging in the sweet and light scent of berries. Sanguinius’s goblet was filled with a dark red liquid, heavily scented with sweet flowers.

“So, what’s the problem?”

“I fear no one considers my visions sincerely. I do not wish to sound like some mad prophet but every time I speak with Father he does not seem to understand.”

“You know why.” Pangea said.

“Yes… but do you think that Father is underestimating our foresight?”

Pangeae shrugged, she sipped on her wine and smacked her lips.

“I don’t know. Have you ever been able to tell what Father was thinking?”

Sanguinius shook his head.

“No.”

“Me neither. But I know Father wants best for humanity, I know that for certain. All we can do is support him as best as we can.”

Sanguinius’s head hung low. Pangea wrapped Sanguinius’s shoulder in her arms.

“I know it’s frustrating but you’ll always have me to talk to, you know that right?”

Sanguinius gently pulled Pangea in for a closer hug. His arms folded around Pangea’s tiny back. Regret and shame swelled in his heart, knowing that his little sister had to comfort him when it should have been the other way around.

“Thank you, Pangea. Thank you.”

The next day, Pangea visited…

>Angron
>Fulgrim
>Magnus

Horus will be for later. Please vote for who you want to see or like, not for the meta. They'll all get a turn.

>>6125482
>Fulgrim

>>6125482
Fulgrim.

>>6125482
>Magnus

>>6125482
>Magnus

>>6125482
>Angron

>>6125482
>>Fulgrim
me likey
>Sanguinius’s goblet was filled with a dark red liquid, heavily scented with sweet flowers.
Man out here drinking blood

>>6125505
I mean- he is the son of Big E, I bet you if he asked for 30 gallons of Rnull he would get it that day.

>>6125482
>Magnus
I want to see the big red nerd.

>>6125482
>Angron

Lets check on Angry boy

>>6125482
>Fulgrim

>>6125482
>Fulgrim
Ma boy fulgrim

>>6125482
>>Fulgrim

>>6125483
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>>6125505
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>>6125678

Fulgrim it is, why Fulgrim anyways? I expected either Angron or Magnus to win.

>>6125815
He did promise to share his chemos culture.
I have no reason beyond this since all of my 40k knowledge comes from this board

Sanguinius’s chamber combined minimalist beauty with his Baal heritage. Gold, white, a bit of red with evenly spread spaces filled.

“Pangea!”

As the double door burst open, a plume of perfume broke out. Nothing bad per say, perhaps a little strong for Pangea’s preference. Fulgrim wore a purple and gold tunic with a sash that hung from his shoulder and across his chest.

“Fulgrim, it’s been too long!”

Fulgrim knelt to hug face to face. Their cheeks nuzzled briefly before breaking off. Pang

“It’s been far too long.”

“I’ve only been gone for a year, Fulgrim.” Pangea said,

“A year and a half.” Fulgrim said.

The golden interior was dipped with purple and white, decadence flowed from each corner with the tiniest details decorating the chamber. Crystal chandeliers, golden furniture draped with rich cloths. Despite the abundance of decadence, this was Fulgrim.

“So.”

Pangea and Fulgrim entered a spacious room with a circular table. A serving stand took the center of the table with varying fruits and snacks. A steaming cup of tea in ornate porcelain cups waited for Pangea, she breathed in the aroma and sighed.

“This is wonderful.”

“Isn’t it?” Fulgrim took his seat on the other side of the table. “The archaeologists and the historians in Chemos discovered the old Chemosian culture. I’ve managed to recreate them.”

“And the fruit?” Pangea said.

“Also a product of Chemos.” He plucked out a green berry from the plate. “Step by step, my people are slowly regaining their dignity and their passion.”

Pangea raised her teacup and Fulgrim raised his.

“To the future of Chemos.” Pangea said.

“And to the future of humanity.”

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Fulgrim then chuckled.

“Also, this is tea, not some tankard you hold as your cheer. I hope you didn’t forget your court etiquette.”

Pangea sipped her tea without an answer. Fulgrim shook his head.

“You do realize you’ll be participating with some ball or a gathering, yes?”

“Not me, I’m sure you, Horus, and Sanguinius can handle it.” Pangea said, she bit into an apple with her bare hands. She rolled her eyes. “Alright fine, I’ll do a refresher if that will stop you from staring daggers at me.”

“Splendid.” Fulgrim said. “So, how was your journey into the void? Any adventures you want to share.”

Fulgrim saw Pangea’s shoulders stiffen, her eyes avoiding his gaze as her lips shut. Fulgrim saw this visage before, like the people of Chemos long before his ascension to the Prefector. This was not fear per say, but pain.

“Or any romance that budded during your journey?” Fulgrim said with a mischievous grin.

“W—What?” Pagnea’s body loosened. “No!”

“Truly? I thought you’d be interested since Diani is now married. I thought you would experience something like that of your own.” Fulgrim said, relieved with Pangea’s reaction. “Come now, you can tell me.”

“I didn’t have time for that, maybe Diani did but not me.” Pangea sipped her tea longer this time.

>“You know, it’s been a while since I met your sons. How about a visit them as well?”
>“How are you doing Fulgrim, are you and the rest of our brothers getting along?”
>Write-in

Question of the day: What (you) tell Pangea to make her go like pic rel?

>>6125878
Dose our brothers know that we are an inquisitor? Are we allowed to tell us hem?

- Ask how Fulgrim is doing.

>>6125886
The Inquisition has not been formally declared yet

>>6125872
took me some time to see why you deleted this one, kek
>>6125878
>“How are you doing Fulgrim, are you and the rest of our brothers getting along?”

>>6125878
>“You know, it’s been a while since I met your sons. How about a visit them as well?”

>>6125878
> You know, it’s been a while since I met your sons. How about a visit them as well?

>>6125878
>“How are you doing Fulgrim, are you and the rest of our brothers getting along?”

>>6125878
>“You know, it’s been a while since I met your sons. How about a visit them as well?”

"Question of the day: What (you) tell Pangea to make her go like pic rel?"

>You don't have to dress up for me. I always find you stunning.

>>6125878
>“How are you doing Fulgrim, are you and the rest of our brothers getting along?”

Ask how he's doign

>>6125886
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>>6126016
>>6126149

Sons
>>6126131
That'll do it for her kek
>>6125946
>>6125924

Counted

“How are you doing Fulgrim, are you and the rest of our brothers getting along?”

“Splendidly is what I wish to say. We do not interact as much as we should as brothers.” Fulgrim said with a deflated tone. “There is no issue between us either, it seems like we all have our own matters to attend to. We do gather once in a while, but it ends too quickly.”

Pangea shrugged. “The Great Crusader is near after all. It makes sense. I heard Father is sending you all instead of waiting to reunite with two more of our brothers.”

“Yes, I do understand that but I was hoping to speak with my brothers more. To have true fraternal bond.” Fulgrim pressed his lips on his knuckles. “I suppose it can’t be helped.”

Pangea heard a footstep behind, heavy and steady, a familiar sound of an astartes footsteps. The astartes wore the colors of Fulgrim’s legion.

“My lord, I apologize for the interruption.”

“No apology needed my son.”

The voice was silky with just the right amount of baritone. Among the legions she knew so far, the geneseeds of the thirteenth and ninth legion always seemed to sculpt the astartes’s face into a princely visage. Pangea turned from her seat but stayed where she was for now. Once their eyes met, the astartes lowered his head. Fulgrim stood from his seat and proudly patted the astarte’s shoulder.

“Pangea, this is Lucius. One of our newest neophytes.” Fulgrim said.

The future of corrupted Horus never left her thoughts. The strands of fate, each describing the fate of her brothers up until Father’s entombment on the Golden Throne. She saw the future of her brothers from the view of an audience, she saw everything but never the thoughts of their brothers. Despite the clear set of events she foresaw, the surrounding faces however always became blurry, never detailed enough to see.*

“He is one of our rising stars.” Fulgrim said with a proud smile.

“Your words honor me, my lord.” Lucius said. “Greetings, Princess. It is an honor to witness your visage.”

In her years in honing her subtler skills, she gained numerous abilities. Divination, empath, telepathy to name a few. Her foresight and her skills supplemented one another. The visions of her foresight became clearer. Instead of seeing the vision, she felt their emotions and thoughts. Pangea now saw the faces of those closely involved with her brothers’ downfall and those who became foul champions of Chaos. Some were victims and others were traitors, like Kharn.

“Lucius is it? It’s a pleasure.” Pangea said. “What message do you have for your lord?”

Pangea stepped forward. An unguarded mind in the present was feeble as a paper. One glance was all it took to rip open and see Lucius’s thoughts. Pride and arrogance oozed from Lucius, the thought that he could beat her so quickly, so methodically, so easily. He was a willing traitor, bloated with pride to the point of madness. A fitting scum for a champion of Chaos.

“Actually, my lady. This message is for you.” Lucius said. “Lord Magnus requires your presence at your earliest convenience.”

“Magnus?” Pangea quirked an eyebrow. “He could have just messaged me.”

“I’m sure he has his reasons.” Fulgrim said.

“Well since it’s at my earliest convenience and he hasn’t messaged me, I can take my time.”

>“How about a friendly spar, Fulgrim? It’s been a while hasn’t it?”
>“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.”
>Write-in

*QM Note: I felt like I needed to solidify how her foresight worked.

>>6126433
>“How about a friendly spar, Fulgrim? It’s been a while hasn’t it?”

>>6126433
>“How about a friendly spar, Fulgrim? It’s been a while hasn’t it?”
To be fair to Kharn, we probably don't need to worry too much about him turning traitor so long as Angron remains loyal. Kharn just wanted daddy's approval and was willing to mutilate and murder his brothers to get it.

>>6126433
>>“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.”

>>6126433
>“How about a friendly spar, Fulgrim? It’s been a while hasn’t it?”
And I'm sure Lucius can join us too, if he's not a chicken that is.

>>6126433
>“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.”

We've nothing to prove to little Lucius.

>>6126433
>“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.”

why inflate someones arrogant ego by giving it attention?
We have other brothers to see.

>>6126433
>finish our tea.

He is the best swordsman in the galaxy, that is no boast.

But it serves us much better to have him believe his own arrogence. Arrogence is a much more deadly belief than envy

>>6126433
>“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.”

>>6126433
>“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.

An Inquisitor should never reveal their true abilities in front of possible foes…or fair-weather friends

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>>6126533

“We should finish our tea, it’s been too long after all.”

“Ah, we should, shouldn’t we? You may go, Lucius, thank you.”

Pangea and Fulgrim exchanged stories and laughter. Worries were shared, and their aspirations declared, the afternoon drifted away into the evening. The gentle cold of amber tea changed to dark purple wine. One cup, two cups, three cups, a shade of pink quietly dipped into Pangea’s bronze skin cheeks.

“What’s wrong?”

“I am worried about my legion.” Fulgrim said with a somber gaze in his own wine. “My legion is the smallest, I worry I cannot do my part.”

“Fulgrim, you know that’s not gonna happen.”

He nodded as he swirled the wine glass, staring at the small whirlpool. Pangea tasted the bitter apprehension, the fear of failure and the venomous burden of responsibility. Fulgrim stared into the dark purple wine, seeing his own reflection. Pangea left her seat and stood beside him, looking up at his sullen brother as she squeezed his hand. Fulgrim gently pinched Pangea’s cheek and smiled.

“Don’t you fret, my dear sister, I’m alright.”

“Are you really?”

“Pangea, I haven’t survived three marriages without knowing how to take care of myself.” Fulgrim said.

Her eyes widened. “You were married three times?”

“Political marriages, but I have, yes.” Fulgrim said. “Let me tell you about each one.”

The afternoon soon drained away in blissful stories. After a day of personal alone time, Pangea then visited…

>Magnus
>Angron

>>6127156
>Angron

There's no telling what Magnus has to show us. It could take some time.

>>6127156
>Magnus

>>6127156
>Angron
Angry Ronald

>>6127156
>Magnus

I'll need a tie breakers gents

>>6127156
>>Angron
angry ron is here

>>6127190
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>>6127156
> Angron
With his fate as the angriest son averted for the moment, we could have possibly the most empathetic and understanding Primarch of all. Though Pangea is meant to be the glue holding the family together, Angron de-angrified could very well be just that, if not for his Crusade-related duties.

>>6127156
>Magnus
He sent a message that he wants to see us why would we keep him waiting even longer?

>>6127192
>>6127244
Votes have been counted already

The afternoon soon drained away in blissful stories. After a day of personal alone time, Pangea then visited… Angron.

“Angron?”

The door to his chamber was closed with no honor guards to stand watch. Pangea pull the bell of Angron’s doors. Pangea heard a footstep approach from behind, too light to be an astartes, but in a lock step like a soldier. Pangea whipped her head around, her eyes met a stone faced woman, perhaps a few years older than her. The young woman first bowed.

“Princess Pangea.” The woman said. “I am Lotarra Sarrin, newly appointed Captain of The Conqueror, Primarch Angron’s flagship.”

“Then you’re also here to look for my brother?”
“I am.”

Pangea saw a data-slate in her arms. She saw no panic or wariness in her thoughts.

“Where is he usually if he’s not in his chambers?”

“I see him in his personal training grounds in his chambers or in Principa Collegiate with his sons.”

The Principa Collegiate, the library of The Imperial Palace where all ambassadors and diplomats go to learn The Imperium’s way. Pangea avoided that place like the plague, finding it to be boring. She visited there once or twice, but never voluntarily.

“Why would he be there with his sons?”

“They attend lectures of diplomacy and statesmanship when they are not training.” Lotarra said.

Another set of footsteps arrived. Angron and his honor guard returned. Pangea walked past Lotarra and embraced her brother. The look on Lotarra remained stoic, though Pangea saw the subtle movement of her eyebrows rising a tiny bit. Angron pushed opened the door and walked together.

“You should’ve sent a messenger.” Angron said with a gentle smile.

Pangea shrugged. “I’m not one for formalities, you know that.”

Inside the lounge, Pangea slumped in a soft, fur covered chair, too large for her to fit. The interior of Angron’s chamber was simple, untouched, far from the aesthetics of Nuceria. Save for a few pieces of furniture made of wood and other statues. She noticed the wooden bookshelves neatly placed around the lounge.

“Do you like that chair?”

Pangea snuggled into the egg shaped chair made of wood that hung from the tall ceiling. She bundled herself in a white blanket.

“I like the shape, I’ve never seen a design like this in Terra.” Pangea stopped before asking its origins.

“The concept, yes, but not from Nuceria.” Angron said. “I crafted it myself.”

“It’s wonderful, I love it.” Pangea leaned forward and back to make the chair sway. “So, how have you been? I heard The Nucerian nobles finally revolted and you had the honor of bringing Nuceria back into compliance.”

“Yes, I did.” Angron said.

Pangea sensed no regret, but feral joy underneath the well maintained visage. Nuceria, Dayha, and the entire slave owning planet emerged from her memories. The humiliation still incited anger, but weaker now that time had healed the wounds. When she heard the news she had no pity for the slaughterings, the High Riders did refuse the tithes after all. The tithes also included the firstborn sons being inducted into Angron’s legion.

Pangea reminded herself to thank her Father for that one.

“Also, I heard from Lotarra that you and your sons are attending lectures now.”

“I do not wish my legion only to be destroyers, if compliance can be done through diplomacy that will be my first path. If they resist, they will learn why my legion is called The War Hounds.” Angron said, his calloused hands and eyes still showed the feral brutality still left in his body.

>“Are there any plans for each world that is conquered?”
>“Do you have any books to recommend?”
>write-in what you want to do with Angron

Question of the day: Do you guys like this bonding sections of do you guys prefer straight to the story. Do you guys want this for each primarch?

>>6127249
>write-in what you want to do with Angron
"How are you feeling now without the Butcher's Nail? I hope there's no lingering pain." and "How are your sons handling this new direction?"
>Do you guys like this bonding sections
I like it, it's nice to see the effect we're having on the Primarchs. Would be nice to see it for all the Primarchs, too.

>>6127249
>write-in what you want to do with Angron
>"You're a natural empath, aren't you? Have you been honing that skill and other psychic powers? They'd certainly be useful tools in diplomacy and battle both."
Pangea's a powerful telekine and has learned psychic empathy and telepathy, if he hasn't been training his psychic abilities then maybe we can spend the day teaching him the basics? Or maybe even drag him along with us to see Magnus, Big Red's all about learning. Fucking nerd.

>Do you guys like this bonding sections of do you guys prefer straight to the story. Do you guys want this for each primarch?
I like these scenes and this IS what Pangea was made for.

>>6127267
I don't think bringing up the nails is a good move.

>>6127274
>I don't think bringing up the nails is a good move.
Fair. I'd still like to ask him about his health, though. The thing was rammed straight into half of his brain, there's no way it didn't leave any lasting damage.

>>6127267
+1

>>6127249
>“Do you have any books to recommend?”

Let's see what Angron likes to read.

Question of the day: Do you guys like this bonding sections of do you guys prefer straight to the story. Do you guys want this for each primarch?

Yes. I think these give us a nice view on the impact we are having on the brothers.

>>6127249
The bonding is nice
>>6127274
>+1

>>6127249
>“Are there any plans for each world that is conquered?”

>>6127249
>“Do you have any books to recommend?”

I like the bonding scenes they are quite nice and helps inject each Primarchs personality into the quest.

>>6127274
Seconding this

>>6127274
Support

“Think of it like a taste.”

Pangea overlooked the Principa Collegiate from a balcony in her personal study, when she used to study with her uncle. The people below moved like herded bugs, skittering the massive hive that was the library. The art of fine combing took time to master, but a great practice.

“A taste.”

“If you take on the emotion itself it can be difficult sometimes. Maybe not for you.”

“Hm.” Angron hummed. “I see…”
Angron was a natural like he was meant to be. From the loudest emotion to the most subtle, he sensed them, pin pointed them, to a level that surpassed Pangea. A bitter reminder thickened her jealousy. She was not a primarch and she would never be a primarch. No genetic gifts would ever grace her. No legion would follow her, and no one would ever claim proudly as Sons of Pangea.

“It's natural to feel envy.” Angron said.

Her face slightly wrinkled. “Wait how did you know?”

“I do not need to pry open thoughts to know it.” Angron said. "You do not need gifts to be great. My kins in the pit certainly didn't, you do not either.”

“Not when my brothers are seven foot tall and capable of mythic level deeds.” Pangea grumbled. “But I know what you're trying to do. You don't have to worry, my new position keeps me busy enough.”

Angron hesitantly raised his hand, then gently ruffled her hair. Pangea basked in the rough calloused hand patting her head.

-

The day after a hard training, Pangea finally found the time to visit Magnus. Through the gigantic auramite gate inscribed with Father’s conquest, Pangea saw the visage of her brothers discovered so far on the gate. Horus, Fulgrim, Angron, Sanguinius, Magnus, but not Alpharius. Pangea sighed, wondering when she would see her brother and what kind of missions he went on.

Past the gate were the chambers of her brothers, each given a section, only five seemed distinct from the rest of the untouched auramite chambers. At the step of Magnus’s chamber, she saw honor guard at the side of the door. They lowered their heads.

“Princess, I will inform your arrival to our father.”

A brief moment later, it was not Magnus that greeted Pangea but the first captain, Azhek Ahriman. His red ceramite armor shined under the sun, his scepter-glaive stood high with pride, both representing his station and the honor.

“Princess, it is an honor meeting you for the first time. I am Azhek Ahriman. Captain of my father’s honor guard and Captain of The First Fellowship.”

Pangea pushed aside her knowledge of his unfortunate future, then tasted an oily pool of worry. Sensing one’s emotion made for an easy read, despite being astartes they were human after all. His thoughts however, were different. Were he a normal astartes, his mind would have been an open book.

>“Is Magnus too busy to greet me? I can come back later.”
>Pangea gave a quick tug at his inner thoughts
>Write-in

>>6127627
>“Is Magnus too busy to greet me? I can come back later.”

>>6127627
>>“Is Magnus too busy to greet me? I can come back later.”

Don't tug at his thoughts don't want to pull a magnus on magnus.

>>6127627

>“Is Magnus too busy to greet me? I can come back later.”

>>6127627
>“Is Magnus too busy to greet me? I can come back later.”
Pouting princess.

>>6127654
>>6127672
>>6127674
>>6127688

Counted

>>6127627
>>6127627
>Write-in. Pangea shields her mind as she has trained but gives a polite smile. I am pleased to meet you, Captain Ahriman. I assume my brother is deeply involved in his studies. Are you here to escort me?"

“Is Magnus too busy to greet me?” Pangea grinned mischievously, almost in a coquettish manner. “I can come back later.”

Despite his helmet hiding his face, she saw the stiff body and stillness. He was hiding his uneasiness, with the oily worry Pangea tasted she knew something was wrong. Pangea maintained her playful mask.

“No, that will not be necessary,” Ahriman said coolly. “I will bring you to him.”

Magnus’s chamber’s interior was of light grey bordering on white, with the mix of blue and gold. Ornate bookshelves and various artifacts slept deep within the corners of the chamber with little furniture to be found.

“So, Fellowship is an interesting name instead of company.” Pangea said.

“It defines our legion. We are astartes, but also scholars, brothers, we are more than destroyers.” Ahriman said with a step in his voice. “There is much to learn in this galaxy, many tomes unread and cultures buried deep. I count the days until we are set free in the Great Crusade. Furthermore…”

Ahriman continued his aspirations, the excitement in his flat tone brimmed brightly. To think he became a traitor himself, Pangea once again buried the thought. Pangea continued to listen to the animated yet controlled excitement.

“There we are.” Ahriman said. “Princess?”

A faint but malevolent force oozed out from the thick ceramite doors. A finely controlled warp essence, but still the tainted warp, the source of corruption. Many psykers she executed were fueled by the raw powers of the warp, shouting the twisted names of the gods. It was no wonder she sensed worry in Ahriman.

“I will—”

“Leave. Now. This is an order. By the authority of the Golden Throne.”

“I shall make my leave.”

Pangea used her psyhich power to slam the door open. Magnus stood in a wide room on top of a circle, with a black pole with a strange lantern on top spewing purple and blue lights. Pangea heard whispers within the warp as it bent into a knot.

“Pangea, do wait for a moment over there. I am in the middle of an experiment and I fear for your safety.”

Pangea stepped into the room, causing Magnus to end the experiment and the the lantern to cease its glowing. The primarchs knew about the warp and the creatures within, but they only saw them as devious creatures of lies. Unlike Malcador and Pangea, they understood them as Chaos. The only primarch that was aware of Chaos was Magnus.

“Sister, I told you it was dangerous. You know better than to blindly walk in. What drives you so urgently?” Magnus chided.

Pangea stomped her way in as she slammed the door shut. She stood close to Magnus then craned her neck up to stare into his eyes.

“You, Magnus. What were you doing performing an experiment in the palace?”

“It was under control.” Magnus said with a bored drawl. “You worry too much.”

“You were talking with those creatures!” Pangea said. “I’ve shared what I’ve been encountering and the corruption the warp has and you’re experimenting while talking to those things? I know Father warned you about them and told you not to experiment further!”

“Pangea, those psykers were unprepared and unenlightened. Surely you can’t think I am susceptible?”

“I’ve seen what can happen if this continues.”

Magnus returned her warning with a patronizing grin. Pangea moved her head away from Magnus’s hand. His smile faded away.

“You only see one possible future, one that is so infinitesimally small. You ought to stop letting your foresight blind you sister.”

>“Magnus, I’m only worried because of how dangerous the warp is. Father warned you, and expects you to not delve into this madness. You will put people in the palace in danger.”
>“Your arrogance is blinding you as well. Will you still stand proud when this leads to destruction? Or when I tell Father of this?”
>Pangea shook her head and left the chambers, to warn Father of what she witnessed.
>Write-in

>>6127902
>>“Your arrogance is blinding you as well. Will you still stand proud when this leads to destruction? Or when I tell Father of this?”
Fucking Magnus, DONT learn heresy!

>>6127902
>>“Your arrogance is blinding you as well. Will you still stand proud when this leads to destruction? Or when I tell Father of this?”
+"If you do not trust my word alone then let us go speak to Sanguinius, his vision is far more vivid than mine. Please do not go down this path."
Desperate time calls for desperate measure. If anyone can convince Magnus to not be himself, it'd be best boy. I would suggest we take him to the Sigilite too, but I fear that he'd break into the vault and unleash hell on Terra.

>>6127910
+1

>>6127902
>“Your arrogance is blinding you as well. Will you still stand proud when this leads to destruction? Or when I tell Father of this?”"
Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.

>>6127910
The Emperor said her foresight is better than his own so her foresight is also presumably better than Sangy's. I bet every farseer in every craftworld really jealous of her.

>>6127910
>Support

The FAMILY will come down on your head cyclops.

>>6127902
>>6127937
On second thought I'd like to add something onto my vote.
>"You've broken Father's faith in you by experimenting with the ruinous powers. This is precisely the reason he hasn't told our brothers of chaos, he feared that telling you would only cause you to seek it out and that fear has now been proven to be completely justified."
Maybe we can guilt trip him into compliance.

>>6127910
>Support
Probably wont work, but out of all the options this would be the best if she didn't threaten to tell Big E.

>>6127910
+1
Don't pull a magnus magnus

>>6127910
Support

>>6127961
> this would be the best if she didn't threaten to tell Big E.
“Magnus you baka! I’m telling on you to daddy!”

>>6127910
Pangea’s vision is better than Sanguinius’s. I recommend editing the write in

>>6128065
Not the OP of that suggestion, but perhaps we can spin it so that even Sanguinuous’ less powerful vision can show that something bad is afoot? If nothing else, Pangea’s sincere plea (and possibly strategic application of puppy eyes) might get Magnus to talk to Sangy just so that she’ll stop being so worried.

>>6128076
Magnus obviously doesn't think Pangea's visions are anything to be worried about so why would he care about what Sanguinius sees?

>>6127902

>>6127946
+1
>"You've broken Father's faith in you by experimenting with the ruinous powers. This is precisely the reason he hasn't told our brothers of chaos, he feared that telling you would only cause you to seek it out and that fear has now been proven to be completely justified."

>>6128065
Vivid as in more intense and impactful, we "only" see the traitors doing traitorous things. Meanwhile, Sangy see the whole bloody details of the Siege of Terra, he see himself gets beaten to a bloody pulp, the death of the Imperial Truth, and the broken form of our Father—plus, he canonically is the most charismatic of all the Primarchs, so if anyone can describe his vision in a way that'll get through to Magnus it's him.

>>6127910
+1

>>6127961
And I agree with this. Calling in Big E now is just going to make Magnus think that we're not someone he can talk to.

>>6128100
This guy summed it up for me: >>6128128
We can’t really win by appealing to reason with Magnus, his brain and ego are too big for that, plus Tzeentch is prolly purposefully pulling his punches with him and his sons so their fall will be that much easier. But a double team sincerity-based attack on his feelings by his little sister and most charismatic/earnest brother might get him to reconsider, at the very least.

>>6128162
Sanguinius doesn't even know about Chaos though. Only Pangea and Magnus have been told.

>>6127902
>“Magnus, I’m only worried because of how dangerous the warp is. Father warned you, and expects you to not delve into this madness. You will put people in the palace in danger.”

>>6128170
It’s more impressing upon Magnus the dangers of the path that he is walking now, rather than warning him about chaos specifically. I doubt that this singular action will sway him, as Magnus may be the type who will have to stumble into a pitfall himself before he learns his lesson. But if we can plant a seed of caution or temper his recklessness a bit for the sake of his family, that could pay off dividends later. Maybe we could even see if Big E or Maclcador could devote some of their attention to mentoring Magnus, and having him stumble in a more controlled environment so that his failures aren’t quite so cataclysmic.

>>6127902
> “Magnus, I’m only worried because of how dangerous the warp is. Father warned you, and expects you to not delve into this madness. You will put people in the palace in danger.”
Plus getting him to talk to Sanguinius.

>>6127902
>>“Magnus, I’m only worried because of how dangerous the warp is. Father warned you, and expects you to not delve into this madness. You will put people in the palace in danger."

>>6128180
This. We just need him to be more careful about dealing with random warp entities offering free candies, hopefully having Pangea and Sanguinius as the angels on his shoulder would help with that.
I also agree with eventually getting him to train directly under the Emperor, they're both quite similar at the end of the day.

>>6128182
Changing my vote to this

>>6127910
>>6127912
>>6127937
>>6127941
>>6127961
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>>6127985
>>6128065
>>6128142

Votes counted

Also, great to see the discussions. I admit, I have a soft spot for Magnus

>>6128235
We’re just trying to avoid getting 99ed again lol

>>6128242
Fair lol

“Your arrogance is blinding you as well. Will you still stand proud when this leads to destruction? Or when I tell Father of this?”

Magnus shook his head.

“That is just petulant. I expect better from you, sister.”

Pangea rolled her eyes. “If you do not trust my word alone then let us go speak to Sanguinius, his vision is far more vivid than mine. Please do not go down this path. I just…” Pangea grasped her hands together, looking up with a concerned gaze. “I don’t want a future where my vision manifests. I don’t want you or my nephews to be bound to a fate worse than death.”

Magnus’s hardened and sharp visage softened. He sighed, almost patronizingly. Magnus knew he was her favorite brother, perhaps more than Horus due to their shared knowledge. Pangea was no colleague, an equal in wisdom, but she was open minded albeit easily influenced by Father. Magnus certainly did want his sister to delve into the warp like he does, perhaps a restraint needed to be displayed. For Pangea’s sake.

“Oh for Terra’s sake.” Magnus sighed. “Aim your guilt inducing eyes elsewhere. I’ll stop.”

“Will you?”

He raised his hand. “I’ll see if Father will allow some leeways. Will that satisfy you?”

Pangea’s stiffened shoulders loosened.

“No… but I’m glad you listened. Thank you Magnus.”

“You’re quite welcome. Now.” Magnus clapped his hands together. “The reason why I called you was…”

>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some offensive spells I can cast, are you ready?”
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on teleportation, I warn you Pangea, this should be used in emergencies only. Do you understand?”
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

>>6128259
Little sister privilege wins again.
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”
We can always get combat lesson from the others, and we'll probably need defence from the warp in the coming years.
>Magnus knew he was her favorite brother, perhaps more than Horus due to their shared knowledge.
Instead of the Horus Heresy, we'll just get a civil war between all the Primarchs over who is Pangea's favourite older brother.

>>6128263
The Onii-Chan Heresy

>>6128237
I don't. He's an idiot who refuses to accept that he can ever be wrong. I honestly kind of hate him.

>>6128259
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”
Of course he didn't really listen. Because he never fucking listens to anyone.

>>6128268
Alpharius won the war before it even began.

>>6128259
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

>>6128259
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

>>6128259
>>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

>>6128259
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

>>6128259
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on teleportation, I warn you Pangea, this should be used in emergencies only. Do you understand?”

We aren't here for magical nonsense. We're here for practical psyker techniques.

>>6128259
>Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some offensive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

>>6128324
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>>6128285
>>6128282

Votes counted

Magnus levitated a scepter, “You asked for a lesson on some defensive and evasive spells I can cast, are you ready?”

“Anytime. Anywhere.” Pangea said.

The rest of the evening consisted of training in the chamber’s common area, a gigantic chamber with numerous furniture for the primarchs to be in. Below the common chamber was a training ground, enough to fit two full legions. Pangea’s body turned to a wispy fog as Magnus’s curved glaive pierced through.

“Good. I think you got an understanding of the spells.”

Pangea’s body returned to flesh. She patted her chest and sighed relievedly.

“I can do it as I dodge but letting it pierce me is something else…” Pangea said.

“It’s better to try it now than later,” Magnus said. “Remember not to maintain the form too long, this will drain your strength quickly.”

“I will. Thank you, Magnus. And if I caused any ill will, I’m sorry.”

“I forgive you. I understand your concern after all. As all siblings do, we will argue. But in the end, we’re a family are we not?”

“That we are.”

The days went on, Pangea received an astropathic message that he will return in a month. Pangea’s day passed by, training and studying while spending her time with her brothers. As Pangea strolled the halls for a break, she saw

>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn
>Hector and his men

No write-in. This is something of a romance option too.

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn
FIGHT ME, KHARN.

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn

>>6128784
>Hector and his men

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn

>>6128784
>Hector and his men
We should at least check in on his recovery after the mission from hell

>>6128784
>Hector and his men
Pangea doesn't strike me as the sort who wants a dommy mommy like Lotarra Sarrin.

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn

>>6128842
I would love to, but this is somehow a romance option and pairing her up with someone that would definitely die before her doesn't seem like a good idea.

This won't put her on the path so there's no need to be worried as much

>>6128784
>Hector and his men

>>6128784
>Hector and his men

>>6128784
>>Hector and his men

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn

>>6128784
Lotara and Kharn.

Personally I think the most interesting for a romance oprion would be a kinda princess and the tramp situation.
She's headstrong and a bit abrassive, pairing her up with someone to keep her grounded (Think a menial worker of terra's forges for example) be an interesting option once she uplifts him into actually growing a spine.

Also, really interesting shorgun-dad, shotgun-uncle and shotgun demi-god brother shenenigans involved. (Of course the guy while terrified doesnt back down because as a "servitorizable personal" she's quite literally the best thing that's ever happened to him.)

Could be used to further Big Es character development as her father through it, at first as a "It's not propper of your station." And later as. "She's my creation, not my daughter, so why does this bother me personally?"

Could lead to antics such as him misunderstanding the situation as "At her age I was throwing pipe around Mezopotamian villages like a madman. I must prevent her from making the same mistake."

Imagine getting "the talk" from the emperor (As far as you know, totally unprompted and about a decade too late.) and then it somehow devolving about your dad speaking to you about his numerous sexual exploits, to try and prevent you from walking the same path. (That you never intended to walk in the first place.)

>>6128784
>Lotarra Sarrin with Kharn

>>6129177
>At her age I was throwing pipe around Mezopotamian villages like a madman
Speaking of... Hey Maw, are the Sensei canon?

>>6129177
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>>6129275
>>6128962
>>6128830
>>6128796
>>6128790

Votes counted, going for the dom route but I didn't say who would be dom did I?

>>6129294
Nope, warhammer is already hard enough to track as it is

*warning, this update contains change in Lotarra’s lore.*

Lotarra Sarrin, being a Terran born woman, knew The Princess of The Imperium. From her early years to her incident in Lion’s Gate Space Port and the pacification in Verona, Lotara heard what she could. It was a year after that she heard nothing. No news, until she returned a week ago.

“Kharn!” The Princess then nodded to her. “Lotara.”

“Good day, Princess Pangea.” Lotara saluted.

She watched Princess Pangea approached, her foot stomping toward like a maddened rapier-class titans. Her steps were light, yet sure footed, the iconic long hair of the princess’s hair flowed like the dancing shadows of a flickering candle. Clear brown large eyes mischievously focus on Kharn as her lisp curved to an endearing grin.

“Princess.” Kharn said.

Princess Pangea patted his arm. The Imperial posters of Princess Pangea in the Imperial Navy posters and her colleague Hector Werserian did not do justice to her ethereal visage when they first met. Kharn thumped his chest with his fist and lowered his head.

“I’ve been looking for you! You owe me a rematch.”

“Neither of us lost, my lady.”

“And neither of us won.” Pangea said. “Back from the Collegiate I assume?”

Lotara’s colleague, Hector Werserian, did mention the princess’s love for sparring. Lotara thought of herself as a good fencer, thought fighting a spear with her sword felt hardly fair. On top of that, the princess trained with the primarchs and the custodians. Lotara

“Yes, I have matters to attend to, I'm afraid.”

Lotara watched the princess’s enthusiasm wither away.

“It can’t be helped, statesmanship is important and I don’t want to keep you away from your duty.” Princess Pangea sighed, she aimed her gaze. “And you, Lotara, care to test your mettle against me?”

There it was. Lotara shook her head.

“I’m afraid I will be also occupied.”

Lotara fought the urge to change her answer when the Princess pouted.

“When I’m on a break no one’s available it seems…” Princess Pangea sighed again.

>“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a spar after all.”
>“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a Cthonian return party after all.”
>“Maybe it’s for the best. Horus and I need to meet a hour from now, he said he has a gift for me.”

>>6129177
Honestly, I’m less interested in romance and Pangea getting to know other more relatively normal women her age. Aside from the Sisters of Silence and her handmaiden, she doesn’t really know any important gals in her life, especially those who serve alongside the Emp’s Angels and serve a vital role supporting them while not quite matching up to them. Hector is good, and I look forward to Pangea having more opportunities to interact with him, but I think Lotara offers some unique perspectives that are very relevant to Pangea’s role in life.

>>6129370
>Horus promised a spar

Hours would. He's always the guy to play to your favorite beliefs

>>6129377
That's a good point, she really doesn't have any female friends or role models. I'll do some thinking but thank you for your insight.

So, I am working on the romances. I'll introduce you to some characters here and there and see where the votes go. Lotara is still an option, but >>6129377 does make a good point for me. Not sure for now but I'll think on this more.

>>6129370
>“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a spar after all.”
Time to kick his balls again.

>>6129370
>“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a spar after all.”

>>6129385
Tarasha Euten would be a good role model for Pangea too.

>>6129421
Speaking of people who would be good friend with Pangea, I hope we get to see Calliphone one day. Pangea and Calliphone can talk about how to keep autistic man children in check.

Wasn’t there a pro innovation tech-persists on mars?

>>6129370
>“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a Cthonian return party after all.”

>>6129449
Maybe we can take her on as a handmaiden like Diani. Her future's pretty bleak if she stays on Olympia even if Pert remains a loyalist.

>>6129457
I think Pert left her there to govern the place? Can't exactly pull her out.
Best we can do is probably help Perty not be so extreme in his response, or just prevent the entire rebellion from happening in the first place by finding a way to kill Erebus and Kor Phaeron that won't be too meta.

>>6129370
>“Maybe it’s for the best. Horus and I need to meet a hour from now, he said he has a gift for me.”

>>6129461
The moment Pangea lays eyes on Erebus and Kor Phaeron she'll want them dead. It might ruin her and Lorgar's relationship but I honestly doubt they ever would've gotten along, especially when he inevitably starts trying to convince her the Emperor is a god.

I wonder if we can meet some abhuman beastmen and maybe ensure they have a place in the imperium. Though, to be fair, without the heresy they might be fine in this timeline.

>>6129471
I don't think Lorgar's faith would be a problem. From what we see of his pre-Heresy self in the BL novels, he acted more like a friendly mormon who would give you his little book and ask that you have a look at it when you're free rather than a fundamentalist bible-thumper when it comes to interacting with his brothers.
I also think that Lorgar's faith in the Emperor was actually a really good thing since it fed the Emperor directly and lead to his believers being able to channel his power instead of feeding the chaos gods like Big E feared, but I'm also very biased towards him, so.
>>6129472
We met some ratmen/skavens on Luna and they tried to kill us for Tzeentch. I doubt Pangea will help any beastmen after that.

>>6129370
>Lotara’s colleague, Hector Werserian, did mention the princess’s love for sparring. Lotara thought of herself as a good fencer, thought fighting a spear with her sword felt hardly fair. On top of that, the princess trained with the primarchs and the custodians. Lotara
I assume that last lotarra was something you forgot to delete

>“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a Cthonian return party after all.”

>>6129485
>From what we see of his pre-Heresy self in the BL novels
the what novels ?

>>6129495
Black Library's Horus Heresy series, not Boys' Love.

>>6129496
Oh good, for a second there anon I thought you read a different kind of 40k novel

>>6129496
I see, thanks
>>6129497
kek

>>6129497
Sanguinius breaking Ka'Bandha's back in front of Eternity's Gate would have taken on a whole different meaning if it was a BL novels.

>>6129491
>I assume that last lotarra was something you forgot to delete
Lotara just ends all her sentences with Lotara Lotara. Lotara is adorable Lotara.

>>6129497
>In the deep dark future of the 3x'th millenium...

>>6129370
>“Maybe it’s for the best. Horus and I need to meet a hour from now, he said he has a gift for me.”

>>6129380
>>6129397
>>6129421

Counted

>>6129508
>Lotara just ends all her sentences with Lotara Lotara. Lotara is adorable Lotara.
wait, is that real ? lul

“Well, Horus is available today so I might as well bother him. He promised me a spar after all.”

The swung maul shook the ground. Lightning claws cut through the air. The swishing air thuumed with each strike made. Horus did not swing with recklessness, he timed his shot and flicked his wrist with his lightning claws to cover for the maul’s slow attacks. Yet…

“Our dear aunt has improved.” Torgaddon said. “And it was only a year.”

“She was gone for a year for the Lord Sigillite, she should be good.” Abaddon said. “But not better than father.”

The Luna Wolves watched the ensuing battle that moved faster than they could see, only catching a couple moments.

“You forget Ezekyle, she’s not using her psyker ability. This is pure combat.” Horus Aximand said.

Abaddon shook his head. “Father can still win.”

“Then how about we bet on it?” Tarik said with a mirthful interest. “Loser has to offer themself as Princess’s sparring partner until we head out again.”

Abaddon narrowed his eyes. “I’ll take the bet.”

Horus missed every attack, but no hits landed on him either. Pangea zipped in the field, stacked with various obstacles and fake debris. Pangea back flipped then somersaulted on top of a concrete sculpture of a baneblade. Pangea’s mischievous grin bloomed.

“Hey Horus, if I win will you give me a gift?”

Horus grinned, he rested his maul on the ground.. “Pangea, if you wanted a gift you could’ve just asked.”

“Where’s the fun in that? If I win, you’ll…”

>Defend me when some noble boys approach me in the next ball
>find me an exotic gift
>write-in

For narrative flavor

>Pangea lost.
>It was a draw

Option for winning being absent will be explained

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>6129806
>find me an exotic gift
1 - win
2 - lose

>>6129809
There is no win option anon. It's either losing or ending in a draw

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6129806
>find me an exotic gift

1 for lost
2 for draw

>>6129806
>find me an exotic gift

>It was a draw

>>6129806
>find me an exotic gift

>Pangea Lost

Losing can be good for character.

>>6129806
>Write-in: Let me join you in the next Great Crusade preparation meeting.
>A draw
I want to spar with Failbaddon.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6129898
Actually, rolling seems way more fun.
1 for lost, 2 for draw.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>6129806
>find me an exotic gift
I'll roll for it too.
Less than 50 - Lose
50 or over - Draw

>>6129806
I yeild to the dice.

>draw
>Exotic gift.

Draws had the most vote and >find me an exotic gift

votes counted

“Where’s the fun in that? If I win, you’ll find me an exotic gift!”

“Done.”

“Well then, let us continue.”

A two hour spar. The sons of Horus watched their aunt and father spar for two hours, where neither made a hit. Of course, should this have been a real war, Horus would have won. By sparring standard, neither did. However, the Luna Wolves have learned one thing, the princess can now satiate her want for glory. However…

“A weapon!” Pangea said. “The coolest one you can find!”

“Then I shall endeavor to do so. And if I can’t, I’ll let you borrow Loken.”

Pangea gasped then giggled. “You’re the best Horus!”

Their princess did not change.

Within the Dark Cell’s garrison, Pangea walked inside an empty room with a tome, tarot cards, and a jar of dirt. Pangea sat inside the dark and small room that no astartes can fit, not even a squad of soldiers. Bereft of light, the ceramite walls reflected the golden light emitting from Pangea. The faint light flowed through her body and eyes.

The Hermit… show me where he is.

The tarot cards levitated into forming a circle and spun. The tome floated up, pages whipping through. In the great sea of The Warp, she sought traces of the Hermit’s power and the remnants of his deeds. Despite the fra reaching influence, searching for The Hermit’s influence in the great depth of The Warp remained difficult. The golden light faded away as the tome and the cards clattered to the ground. A long sigh escaped her lips as she picked up her data slate.

The worship of the Great Hermit thinned, but not the cults that worship the ideas of fate or change. They varied from Lord of Change ro The Great Fateweaver, but they were all tainted by Chaos. Pangea just knew The Hermit was still alive in a different body.

“It sound like you need help.”

Pangea whipped her head, shadow draped over the teal power armor and the familiar visage. Her eyes widened.

“Alph!” Pangea leapt and wrapped her arms around him, she pulled her head back to look up. “What— How? What are you doing here?”

“Same thing you have been doing, with some for Father. I’ll show you.”

In the garrison’s archive. Alpharius placed a data-slate on the table, the slate projected various planets from different segmentums.

“I’ve been hunting other cults as well. Not the followers of Tzeentch, but the other cults.” Alpharius said.

Underneath the light, Pangea saw the weariness in his eyes, the tired gaze forced to be vigilant. The armor had caked up dirt and small dents, with scratch marks and slit indents.

“Not by yourself right?”

“Don’t worry I wasn’t alone.” Alpharius said. “You realize your handmaiden alone won’t be enough as you continue.”

“I know… and she has a child too.” Pangea looked down at her folded hands. “I don’t want to put her in danger anymore.”

“I have some men I can recommend but we can do that later. I’ll be here for a while after all.” Alpharius said.

Her face brightened. “You will? That’s great!”

Alpharius nodded with a curt smile. “I also have good news. I found another of our brother. His name is”

>Rackham Cay the second legion is already informed.
>Arbor the eleventh legion is already informed.

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>>6130484
>Rackham Cay the second legion is already informed.
>>6130487
shouldn't the xenophobic thing be on ethnocentrism ?

>>6130504
Yes, it's called a mistake anon, I make them sometimes.

>>6130504
>>6130532
Yea man, let’s not nitpick

>>6130484
> Rackham Cay the second legion is already informed.

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>>6130485
>>6130487
>Horny religious xenophile primarch with mutant wife
Yeah, he's not going to have many friends. The Emperor would be supremely disappointed in how he turned out.
>A race of horned carnivorous humanoids that are stronger than humans
pic related

>Down to earth mutant druid primarch
We can work with this.

>>6130484
>Arbor the eleventh legion is already informed.

>>6130484
>Rackham Cay the second legion is already informed.

>>6130484
>Arbor the eleventh legion is already informed.

>>6130484
>Arbor the eleventh legion is already informed.
Primarch 2 is so dead when the Emperor finds him.

>>6130484
>>Arbor the eleventh legion is already informed.
lmao missing primarchs are diametrically oppossed xenophobes vs xenophiles

>>6130774
Well the lost primarchs are the "Forgotten" and the "Purged" after all, so 2 is probably going to fall hard to chaos with that kind of backstory.

>>6130534
>Yea man, let’s not nitpick
I was just saying there's a mistake. Sometimes it goes unnoticed.

>>6130683
If they look like that, they could possibly be defined as Abhumans. Though with the Imperium still in the 30K era or before, there might not be such a classification yet. Perhaps this might be a pivotal event in getting the Imperium to distinguish between true mutants/xenos and Abhumans?

>>6130484
Actually I'll change my vote >>6130683 to
>Rackham Cay the second legion is already informed.
Just noticed that he has foresight too and I assume if we vote for him first then his filthy abhuman wife will still be alive, which will probably cause some interesting family drama.

Rack
>>6130504
>>6130552
>>6130725
>>6131021

Arbor
>>6130774
>>6130771
>>6130732

“I also have good news. I found another of our brother. His name is Rackham Cay, the second legion is already informed.

Pangea’s smile brightened. “Do you think Father will finally begin the Great Crusade?”

Alpharius shook his head. “I can’t say. He has been in his meditative state in searching for our brothers. And I have been assisting him in that regard as well. You should see him, I’m afraid he will be ostracized due to his… origins.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“He is religious. He and Father are still discussing whether or not his world should be able to still worship his religion.”

Pangea watched from the roof of Sanguinius’s chamber. Her brother had a sickly pale skin with stark black hair in a crew cut. She now understood Alpharius’s worry for his brother when she saw the horns on some of his soldiers and his wife. Pangea observed with silent indifference as Rackham kissed his abhuman wife. Pangea placed the binoculars down and sighed. She rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“For Terra’s sake…”

Her visions showed two future. One where her brother was erased from history due to rebellion and the other joining the side of Chaos. Both were awful, but her vision never showed two branching paths. Pangea dropped from the roof and walked her way to her brother. The soldiers parted ways as they watched her in amazement.

“Excuse me, are you Rackham?” Pangea said.

He turned around and smiled, his sharp features resembled closer to Fulgrim's. “You must be Pangea, my sister. Maker’s blessing upon you!”

“I am, it’s a pleasure to be reunited.”

Pangea saw the abhuman woman standing behind Rackham. Her hair flowed down to her shoulders and her bangs were parted to proudly show her polished horns, she wore a simple white dress with a crown of flowers on her head.

>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”
>Pangea held back her wincing. “Thank you for your kind words, brother.”
>Pangea could not bring herself to be callous to her brother, but she could help him. “Brother, I know you and Father are still discussing, but I recommend you keep your religion to yourself. It won’t bode well with the rest of our brothers.”

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”
I'll be honest, I'm only going to help father accept this guy's belief because it'll help us with Lorgar later on.

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”
Be nice and don't stare at the horns.

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

>>6131230
>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

Maybe he's not that bad guys

>>6131230
>>“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

Either we purge the faith since the imperial truth refuses compromise or convince Rackham that religion is a sham for chaos to infiltrate him. Like damn we would have to convince the imperium abhumans are good and that religion is okay.

“And this is your… wife?” Pangea switched her gaze to the woman. “Good day, I’m Pangea. May I ask for your name?”

The woman hid behind Rackham's side. Her forward pointing horn peeked as did half of her face. Rackham gently moved his hand to nudge the woman to step out of his side. As she did, the soldiers flanked around Rackham and the woman, eyes pointed forward at Pangea. Even with their full helmet with a slit opening, Pangea did not need her psykic power to sense their uneasiness.

"Hys... Hystera, m'lady."

The strands of her parted bangs hair fell, covering her eyes like a hastily drawn curtain. The small button nose and large eyes did make for a pretty face, but the horn stuck out like a servitor in a ball. Though, Pangea seen worse abhumans with more mutations but still with a heart. A horn was not bad as some people thought, though those who did were deluded followers of some gods.

"A pleasure to meet you." Pangea said. "How are you finding Terra?"

"B—Big, nothing like I've seen before..." Hystera said, whittling down to a whisper.

"If you need a guide around the palace, let me know, it'd be my pleasure to help." Pangea said with a plastic grin. "I'll take my leave. I'll see you soon Rackham."

"Hold on," Rackham said. "Sister, before you go may you and I share a prayer?" Rackham folded his hands together with a reluctant look. "I'm aware Father isn't... happy of my practices. But this is but a simple goodwill of blessing I wish to give."

The soldier murmured a quiet chant, then how much an honor it is to be blessed by the 'War Saint'.

War Saint.

The very title tipped her pleasant mood. What made worse was Rackham's lack of denials.

>Pangea shook her head. It was best to make her stand known now. "Brother, religion was the very force that our Father is working to bring humanity into the light. I won't partake in what this very Imperium is fighting against."
>Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."

This will be remembered and will be brought back up.

>>6131775
>I won't spurn your blessing brother, But I will not pray.

Am I being needlessly specific. Yes. But at the same time, It is the difference between passive and active participation.

Forgot to say it but no write-in this time

>>6131775
>Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."
if daddy didn't ban yet, we can let it slide this once.

>>6131775
>Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."
This is going to end so badly.

>>6131775
>>Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."
gotta be nice at least once.

>>6131775
>Pangea shook her head. It was best to make her stand known now. "Brother, religion was the very force that our Father is working to bring humanity into the light. I won't partake in what this very Imperium is fighting against."

>>6131775
>Pangea shook her head. It was best to make her stand known now. "Brother, religion was the very force that our Father is working to bring humanity into the light. I won't partake in what this very Imperium is fighting against."
Don't pray to strange deities.

>>6131775
>>Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."
Maybe hearing his prayer will reveal more info about his faith?

>>6131782
I understood there was no write ins but still the easiest way to.convey my vote.

If we must pray, no.
If we are just being blessed, then yes.

>Pangea shook her head. It was best to make her stand known now. "Brother, religion was the very force that our Father is working to bring humanity into the light. I won't partake in what this very Imperium is fighting against."

>>6132111
>I understood there was no write ins but still the easiest way to convey my vote.
>Still does a write in
>doesn't vote either

Anons like you frustrate QMs to no end, just vote what you think is the best or don't vote at all, you're doing neither. Votes like this just confuses the QM.

>>6131775
>>Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."

>>6132222
C-c-c-c-checked >>6131948
>>6131805
>>6131799
>>6131790

Counted

Chaos or purgation? Either way, Pangea would allow it as long as Father has not banned his practice, though it would be soon. Better to be polite than antagonistic. "I will, just this once."

“I’m glad you are of an open mind, Hystera?”

Rackham opened his palms, Pangea placed her hand on top, and Hystera placed her hand above Pangea’s. Rackham brought a beaded necklace made of wood and closed his eyes. The soldiers surrounding him interlocked their fingers and lowered their heads. The urge to pull her hand was strong, but saving her brother was far stronger.

“Maker, judge of all that is right, I give thanks for his blessful day to meet my sister. Please watch over as she do your work and protect the Golden Throne and The Imperium that is your kingdom. Maker, lead us from temptation and evil, mahalat.”

Pangea pulled her hand as the prayers ended.

“Brother… you said The Golden Throne.” Her face scrunched. “Surely you don’t think Father is… The Maker?”

“I do not see why he would not be. He created you and I, the demi-gods, the angels, his avatars of his will.” Rackham said in pure earnesty. “I understand this is… against your belief but you have been with The Maker the longest, surely you can see it! I know it!”

Her patience began to thin, the very shame of having Rackham as her brother for the first time drew shame. He did not deserve a purge or corruption, but after seeing his practice a correction was necessary. Pangea brought her hands to her back and shook her head, planting a firm gaze to his eyes.

“Your people called you The War Saint and I do not see you denying it. Do you believe yourself to be a saint because our Father is a God?”

The soldiers surrounding him did not step forward, but now shielded him by standing in front of him which Rackham saw no issues with. Hystera fully retreated behind, not even meeting her eyes with Pangea.

Rackham grinned. “You are testing my hubris, to see if I am using The Maker’s divinity to cement my own position. I have been called The War Saint before Father. And I do think of myself as a saint, for we do his holy work do we not?”

Pangea saw Rackham as a ceramite wall, stalwart and with no opening.

>“No, and I can see that you will not be convinced.” Pangea turned around and walked away. “A good day to you, brother.” It was then she decided to ignore Rackham if she could.
>“Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.

no write-in

>>6132365
>“Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.

>>6132365
>>“Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.

>>6132365
>“Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.

>>6132365
>“Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.
Lorgar would love this guy if it weren't for the abhuman wife and the lack of desire for a galaxy-wide xenocide.

>>6132365
>“Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.
At least the core of their faith revolves around the Emperor, that's good.

>>6132365
> “Brother, I say this now but this belief will bring antagonization from Father and our brothers. Try to understand." Pangea would try to help Rackham and free from his ignorance at every opportunity, even defending him if she could.

>>6132365
>>“No, and I can see that you will not be convinced.” Pangea turned around and walked away. “A good day to you, brother.” It was then she decided to ignore Rackham if she could.