Pangea stepped down to the main floor in her toga much to Fulgrim’s disappointment. Other than Fulgrim’s magnificent robe formal wear combination that just about out fashioned everyone, only matched by Sanguinius’s presence, the rest of her brothers arrived in their armor.

“Pangea, I expected better.” Fulgrim said. “This is a momentous occasion you should have dressed up more!”

“This is still formal wear, brother.” Angron said with a reserved grin.

“She is the only princess, she ought to know that.”

“Only by title, she is a scholar, and one that needn’t be summoned to every ball.” Magnus said.

Fulgrim rolled his eyes.

“You only defend her because she chose Ahriman as her second in command.”

“And she chose wisely.”

Pangea saw the previous guests interacting. There was Hector, Leo, and Madison with other soldiers. Then there were Jack Valk, the ogryn, the ratling, the dark skinned man, and another woman.

>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
>Pangea decided to speak to the ragtag team first

>>6155613
>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
let's get this over with

>>6155613
>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
Better to be done with the horrid nobles and then meet the team.

>>6155613
>>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
let us hop to it
daddy please forgive us :(

>>6155613
>>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
I told you guys not to wear the toga :/

>>6155613
>Pangea decided to speak to the ragtag team first

>>6155634
We don't need a fancy dress to look good. We just do.

>>6155613
>Pangea decided to speak to the ragtag team first

>>6155613
>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first

Poppa and Uncle are upset. Not the ideal outcome but maybe this will work out.

>>6155613
>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
>>6155627
>>6155682
Pangea’s rebellious phase isn’t just about embarrassing writing and sneaking out of the palace. One might even think it’s a forgone conclusion given her natural curiosity and her duty to seek these things out clashing with the reticence of Big E and Malcador. There was always going to be growing pains with both the Princess and the Inquisition, given how both are still relatively nascent even by regular mortal standards.

>Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first
Then we can pop out to play with the cool kids later.
Also, you mentioned last thread that you weren't too happy about the quality of the quest. Anything you want to change in the future or any rules you want us to follow?

I'll count the votes tomorrow and update it.

>>6155700
Very good insight and yes, it's beyond the usual teenage things. I'm glad you caught it anon.

>>6155735
Nah not rules, I think thread 3 was just everywhere with no real plot that will lead to the next arc. I intend to get at least all if not at least a good chunk of primarchs during this qst and do a better job of keeping a coherent story this time. Thanks for asking kek.

Question to the players: Why the nobles first? I expected the abhuman team to be more popular.

>>6155735
>any rules you want us to follow
I remember it being mentioned last thread to not write retardedly long write-ins. I imagine it makes things difficult from the QM's perspective.

>>6155741
>Why the nobles first?
Needs must imo. Perhaps, having just been told off by her papa, Pangea feels the need to show her responsible side?

>>6155741
>with no real plot that will lead to the next arc.
I thought that was what the whole prepping for the Great Crusade was all about.
>nobles
Just need to do the customary meet and greet before we can actually have fun.

>>6155742
Oh right that one yeah, that really was a problem along with write-ins that includes everything.

>>6155745
Huh that does makes sense

>>6155746
It was, but I just think it wasn't good enough and coherent enough, I could have done better.

I wonder what our punishment will be?

Also- we are totally going to bring up why father never mentioned the twin.

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Pangea decided to speak to the noble group first. The nobles made a path as Pangea walked forward, though some tried to speak they seemed to shrink back down after seeing something behind her. Of course, all the nobles saw the primarchs closely watching their little sister. Once Pangea entered the group of honored guests, the nobles saw an exclusive group.

“Uh… she’s coming our way. What should I do?” Henrietta said.

Leo shrugged then sipped on his amasec.

“Honestly, she’s not that bad. Better than any governor’s daughters really.”

“You sure about that, sir?”

A bald headed man with wide shoulders stood at six foot seven, with dangling medals on his chest with soft eyes and easy going visage. Leo patted his back and laughed.

“Relax, Arch Militant Hoffman. She’s most likely mingling since that’s her duty.”

“She’s coming closer!” Henrietta said.

“Then be clam and act natural.” Hector chided. “Honestly. How come the only non-silver spooner in this group is not afraid? Except Hector of course but he doesn’t count.”

“Because she’s the most powerful woman in the galaxy?” An average height beige skinned male with an average black hair and brown eyes said. “C’mon TC. Anybody would be nervous especially she’s— Feth she’s coming right for us.”

The noble soldiers saw the ethereal figure walk, clad in white cloth and gleaming more than the lights and the golden interior. Her long hair, blacker than the void and flowing free like dancing silk swayed with grace. Just about everything about the princess seemed so otherworldly to the soldiers.

“Attention!”

The soldiers snapped into a crisp salute.

“At ease, we’re at a party, officers. No need for formality. Captain Werserian, would you introduce me to your colleagues?”

“Your eminence, allow me to introduce Arch Militant Hoffman, awared the Silverite Medal for breaching xeno’s defense head first. This is Ensign Henrietta Quimby, awarded Auramite Wings of Valor for destroying a fighter jet piloted by a secessionist leader. This is Lieutenant Lee,” Hector gestured to the average looking man. “Awarded the Red Chains Badge for exterminating prominent officers of a human-xeno alliance.”

“An honor to meet you all.”

“The honor is ours, your eminence.” Lee said.

“A—As is mine!” Quimby quickly added.

“Tell me, I want to know…”

>What are your strengths and weaknesses?
>What do you value as a soldier?
>What is your proudest achievement?

>>6156188
>What do you value as a soldier?

>>6156188
>What do you value as a soldier?

>>6156188
>>What do you value as a soldier?
here

>>6156188
>>What is your proudest achievement?

>>6156188
>What is your proudest achievement?
Specifically what they're proudest of, not what their greatest achievement is.

>>6156035
If Big E is cruel and wants to drive Pangea right into the welcoming arms of Chaos? He’ll have her read her fanfiction in front of all of her brothers on a live Vox-cast to any/all sentient beings in existence.

Assuming that they still want to be instructive and demonstrate their position in a harsh yet productive way, they may try to assign her some kind of mission where she has to contain a memetic hazard of some sort that isn’t so harmful to her but extremely dangerous to mortals. Chaos is lousy with all of these hazards, and giving Pangea personal experience with it would demonstrate their point while also serving as a punitive assignment.

>>6156237
>If Big E is cruel and wants to drive Pangea right into the welcoming arms of Chaos? He’ll have her read her fanfiction in front of all of her brothers on a live Vox-cast to any/all sentient beings in existence.

Now there's an idea

>>6156239
Ironically, I think that might actually endear her to the Imperium and her brothers (the current ones at least) as a whole if she plays her cards right. A princess unashamedly sharing her dearest and purest hopes with a childlike glee would make her seem more like an actual person and family member to the citizenry as a whole, with a bright vision for the future. Assuming that Pangea can recover from ego death via terminal cringe, that is.

>>6156188
>What do you value as a soldier?

>>6156188
>What is your proudest achievement?

>>6156243
I support this.

Especially if in solidarity all of her brothers bring their own embarrassment.

I can see Valkan and Singrinious doing this

>>6156188
>What is your proudest achievement?

>>6156188
>>What is your proudest achievement?

Value
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Achievement
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“What is your proudest achievement?”

The soldiers stiffened at the question. Was this a trick question? Or was this a chance to move up in the military hierarchy? They did hear the recruitment of the princess, but none knew where her missions would take them or if they can even keep up with the girl who trained with custodes. Leo first stepped forward with a confident yet stoic visage, unafraid and eager.

“It was my promotion from private to captain.” Leo said.

“My proudest achievement is serving with you, your eminence.” Hector said.

Henrietta fingers interlocked as she looked down at her own feet.

“I uh… I made my mum and pop proud.” Quimby said. “And I ah— that’s about it.”

“I do not have any proud achievements.” Arch Militant Hoffman said. “I serve The Imperium. That’s enough for me.”

Lee shrugged, his attention more focused on the platter on his hand than anything else.

“Same thing with Hoffman, your eminence. Blowing up bunkers and toppling buildings while getting paid for it makes me the luckiest man in all of Imperium.”

“Then is there a building you are proud of toppling?”

“Oh do I?” Lee’s eyes flashed.

The night went on knowing the small group. Hoffman was a married man, who preferred calculated attacks than unorthodox combat. Lee, the soldier with the highest kill count both officially and unofficially, was the demolition fanatic, obsessed with explosives. Henrietta Quimby had to be the quietest of all, though her Auramite Wings of Valor meant she was one of seven in recent history to be awarded. All in all, she got a good understanding of her candidates.

The next day, Pangea and Angron walked along the palace grounds, this time her squad composed of Ahriman and Thurgood, along with an astartes from Dusk Raiders and Star Hunters.

“So Rackham’s ship is the reason why?”

Angron nodded.

“It seems his ship’s so called machine spirit was unhappy with his changes of the interior. He constructed a small chapel for his deity.”

Pangea rolled her eyes.

“Rackham… because of him the whole crusade is held back!” Pangea said.

“You cannot believe the spirit was offended, Pangea.” Angron said chidingly.

“I know, I was just looking forward to it.” Pangea said. “What the?”

From the second floor of the palace, Pangea saw an astartes she did not recognize, painted in the same dark blue and white accents. The symbol was a jaw with jagged fangs with an eye inside. The abhuman group seemed annoyed, and from a brief taste of the emotions, angry.

“Thurgood. Is this one of your battle brothers?” Pangea said.

“No, they are the new astartes under the primarch.” Thurgood said. “They are… no. There is a current schism within the legion. Us Terran born do not believe The Emperor is a God and that our primarch a saint. We are conquerors created to bring humanity together, not to spread his disgusting beliefs.”

“Well, just continue your patrol, I want to see what’s going on.”

Pangea hopped from the second floor. From the conversation, the astartes gave them an odd lecture about The Maker.

“An’ I said we ain’t interested.” The ratling said.

“It is but a moment of your time. Abhumans like yourselves must know his words to be saved.” The astartes said.

“Listen mate,” The ogryn said. “We ain’t interested in wot ever nonsense you got to tell us you hear? Bloody ridiculous this.”

For an ogryn, he was quite coherent with an odd low gothic accent. There was a female soldier standing behind, her furry ears stood high as did her tail. Whether she intervened or not, Pangea knew at least one side of the second legion would be less inclined to interact with her. Pangea…

>Chose to intervene
>Chose not to intervene

>>6156866
>Chose to intervene
Now Rackham's religious sons are harassing people. Great.

>>6156866
>You cannot believe the spirit was offended, Pangea
The Machine Spirit is reeeeeeal.
We'll intervene, we warned him to keep his belief to himself.

>>6156866
>Intervene.

Which part of NOT A GOD did you have to he told.

>>6156866
>Chose to intervene

>>6156866
>Chose to intervene

>>6156866
>Chose to intervene

>>6156866
>>Chose to intervene

>>6156875

Intervene.


No Means No- now Battle Nephew- do you need to go back to sensitivity training?

>>6157010
The psychologists said that "battle.Nephew" was damaging to family cohesion and their mental health.

Panga you may not like it, but you should really call them "gene-nephews".

>>6156866
>Chose to intervene

>>6156866
>>Chose to intervene
I can see why someone like the second primarch would be disappeared and everyone gets memory wiped.
Xenos lover, preachy, pushes basic rules until they break like magnus

>>6157038
At least Magnus was totally played by Chaos and was intelligent enough to have some justified arrogance. Rackham on the other hand just seems to have a suicidally inflated sense of self worth or recklessness.

>>6157140
If he survives to he’s birth day we should gift hem a Fadora

>>6156866
>Chose not to intervene

Maybe see how the Abhumans handle the situation. we're suppose to be sneaky and hands-off.

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>>6157038

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>>6157140
Magnus was plenty arrogant on his own, he usually understood when to bite his tongue to avoid censure though. Which Rackham seems to lack, or at least his gene sons does.

Pangea chose to intervene. The ogryn and the ratling stood behind Jack Valk, while the feline female and another dark-skinned male stood at the back. Pangea’s heels clacked against the auramite floor, her hair flowed like black river, her mere presence caused the nobles to stop and watch the event unfold. The ratling was the first to turn, then tugged at the ogryn, the rest of the misfit turned around.

“What is going on here?”

The astartes was the first to speak.

“I was merely sharing the words of our primarch, your eminence.” The astartes said.

“And we said we didn’t want any!” The ratling shouted but quickly shrunk back with fear. “I—I mean we didn’t want any, your eminence.”

“What he said.” Jack Valk said with a tired and deep voice. “But he won’t budge.”

“Astartes, you will cease this.” Pangea said.

“With all due respect, princess. You have no authority over what the legion does.” The astartes said.

Somehow, this reminded her when Gwyn rejected her all those years ago. The rage that boiled in her stomach still remained fresh in her memories. This time, Pangea allowed the emotions to wash over her, then rein them in. As a psyker, letting her emotions run wild meant losing control.

“I don’t, but your proselytising is against the Imperial Truth.” Pangea said. “They are our guests of honor who has contributed to the Imperium. I will not have their times here ruined by wayward astartes. You shame your father with your behavior. Leave. Now.”

“You played on both sides, not once taking my father’s side. A sign of a coward.” The astartes said. “Just like the Terran borns.”

“What did you say?”

The air suddenly sharpened. The astartes with shiny, undented, power armor turned around and approached. Yet, no words leaked from him, not even a whisper. Pangea peered into the astartes’s mind. There was no fear, but regret, like a child who said something he should not have. He had now realized the innocent-looking princess had seen her fair share of battles.

“I—”

“You are causing a disturbance within the grounds I am assigned to protect. Leave. Now.” Pangea commanded. “Unless you wish to test a coward's blade."

The astartes lowered his head. Then left. Pangea turned toward the abhuman crew. On the bright side, his could be a good time to examine her potential retinue.

>"You have my apology for my wayward gene-nephew's behavior. Rest assured, I will speak to my brother about this. Do you want him or his son to apologize to you?"
>“I must return to my duties, but I will properly apologize later. Do you prefer fruits or weapons as your preferred choice of gifts?"
>"You have been offended, and I doubt my brother will care. Is there something I can do to rectify that?"
>Write-in

>>6157464
>"You have my apology for my wayward gene-nephew's behavior. Rest assured, I will speak to my brother about this. Do you want him or his son to apologize to you?"

>>6157464
>"You have my apology for my wayward gene-nephew's behavior. Rest assured, I will speak to my brother about this. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
Rackham and his new legionnaires definitely won't apologize because they think they're in the right, but we should still at least talk to Rackham.

>>6157464
>>“I must return to my duties, but I will properly apologize later. Do you prefer fruits or weapons as your preferred choice of gifts?"

>>6157464
>“I must return to my duties, but I will properly apologize later. Do you prefer fruits or weapons as your preferred choice of gifts?"

>>6157464
>"You have my apology for my wayward gene-nephew's behavior. Rest assured, I will speak to my brother about this. Do you want him or his son to apologize to you?"

>>6157464
>"You have been offended, and I doubt my brother will care. Is there something I can do to rectify that?"
Rackham's screwed.

>>6157464
>“I must return to my duties, but I will properly apologize later. Do you prefer fruits or weapons as your preferred choice of gifts?"

>>6157464
>”I must return to my duties, but I will properly apologize later. Do you prefer fruits or weapons as your preferred choice of gifts?"

Also
> “You played on both sides, not once taking my father’s side. A sign of a coward.”
Excuse you? Pangea is probably the only one in the higher ranks who has actively tried to cover for your genefather and has been actively trying to make peace between him and his brothers. While his sons do not speak for him, I wonder if this reflects upon how Rackham feels about the situation as a whole? Or is this just how Astartes post-human arrogance looks like when viewed through that kind of lens?

>>6157922
Just to clarify here, the second post was just speculation on the situation, not a vote for what Pangea should say or do.

>>6157922
I think it's just the usual schism between newly inducted marines and the original Terran marines in the legion type of deal. You get that a lot when the newbies are more loyal to a primarchs whose way of doing things is different from the Imperium norm.
I want to believe that Rackham himself doesn't feel that way about us and the other primarchs just because we're all related to his Maker.

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>>6157963
It probably is, a lot of legions had a clear divide between the terran born marines and the ones born to their Primarchs home world.

Most Primarchs had after all been great leaders and warriors so they were naturally looked to more then the emperor by the new guard.

The old guard tended to be more dogmatic and often saw their loyalty to the emperor supersede that to their primarch.

“I must return to my duties, but I will properly apologize later. Do you prefer fruits or weapons as your preferred choice of gifts?”

The ratling and the ogryn both snapped his fingers.

“Booze and a new sniper rifle.”

“Pint and a new storm bolter.”

Pangea chuckled. Their unreserved answer was refreshing.

“I’ll have some drinks sent over to your barracks and commission a new weapon. You three?”

The felinid female cocked her head. The slit pupils dialed into a dark circle.

“Blades. The best daggers and one handed double edged blades possible.”

The dark skinned man cupped his chin for a moment.

“Auramite shovel and a new lasgun.”

Pangea turned to Valk. The pale skinned and black haired man sighed, Pangea noticed the dark bags sagging underneath his eyes. Even glancing at his thoughts made Pangea tired. The man was not skinny, perhaps lean fitted him better, an agile build with a bit of muscle unlike the dark skinned man who stood in the middle between the ogryn and Valk.

“Very well, I’ll have those gifts sent. Again, you have my apology.”

After the noon patrol, Pangea arrived to the ball on time. With Fulgrim at her side and with her other brothers, the suitors and opportunistic parasites dared not to approach. The few privileged gave their greetings and chatted, that being the high lords, Diani’s family, and the guests of honor.

“That’s what his son said?” Fulgrim said.

Pangea nodded.

“I could hardly believe it.” Pangea scoffed. “Why do you think Horus and Angron is with Rackham right now?”

“And yet there is no apologies made,” Magnus shook his head. “Arrogance, pure arrogance.”

“I’m sorry you had to face that,” Sanguinius said.

“It’s nothing.” Pangea placyed with Sanguinius’s feathers. “But if there’s a schism within his legion right before the Great Crusade, this won’t go well.”

Pangea saw Rackham being counseled by Horus and Angron.

>Pangea approached Rackham
>Pange waited Rackham to approach

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>>6157963
Correct, if I recall this was true for the Raven Guard especially

>>6158048
>Pange waited Rackham to approach
Best to let Horus and Angron talk to him first.

>>6158048
Nice, a kot girl.
>Pangea approached Rackham
I want to see how Horus and Angron are handling him.

>>6158048
Hmm, I am torn.

Panga did nothing wrong, and should therefore wait to be approached.
But Pangea is absolutely not a reserved character, and incredibly pro active.
Ergo.

>Approach them.
Stop the brothers from seriously worsening relations if possible and demand an apology.

>>6158048
>Pange waited Rackham to approach

>>6158048

>Pangea approached Rackham
If its going well we can hang back and let them take the lead otherwise we can jump in to try and help.

> Correct, if I recall this was true for the Raven Guard especially.

I think it played out something like this. Horus had used Corvus legion as black ops team to suppress dissent on conquered worlds, Corvus who had just revolted against his slave masters was angry at his terran born marines for carrying out missions he deemed oppressive and basically exiled most of them from the legion by sending them on missions so far away they wouldn't return.

>>6158128
Would be nice if we could just take all unwanted Terran marines and form a sort of proto-Deathwatch.

>>6158148
Why not? If Corvus is gonna send them of anyway then we might as well "requisition" them.

>>6158048
>Pange waited Rackham to approach
Angron is a better empath than Pangea is, and Horus is extremely good at talking. Let them work their magic, we can always ask them about it later.

>>6158128
One of the theories behind the Space Sharks origins is that they are descendants of those exiled Ravenguard

>>6158048
>Pange waited Rackham to approach

>>6158048
>>Pange waited Rackham to approach

>>6158048
>Pange waited Rackham to approach
Damn, kitty hit us with that puss in boots stare the moment we mentioned handing out free shit.

>>6158048
>>Pangea approached Rackham

Approach
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Wait
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Pangea waited Rackham to approach

She waited.

Then waited some more.

While Pangea spoke with High Lord Prokofiev, Hector, Leo, and other generals, she noticed Rackham alone once Horus and Angron left him. Now that she realized it, Hystera was nowhere to be seen either. No one approached Rackham, and he did not seek any interactions either. Pangea honed her hearing within the party, fishing in whispers and the thoughts of others. The cold disdain for Rackham crystalized in just about every bureaucrats and generals.

“I hear his astartes insulted the princess.”

“The Terran born legionnaires are resisting his influence, good for them.”

The whispers flowed. Until the end of the night, when people began to leave, Rackham finally approached. Rackham saw his brothers behind Pangea, each casting a cautious gaze at him. Pangea turned around, and saw her brothers. She saw their gazes and rolled her eyes, then stepped away from them, and from Sanguinius’s wings. Pangea and Rackham stood face to face.

“Rackham.” Pangea said.

“Sister.” Rackham said. “You have my sincere apologies. I have already reprimanded my son and have ordered them to never do something like that again.”

“But your belief still stands.”

“They do, but I will not spread them or convince anyone of it. Will you forgive me and accept my apology?” Rackham said.

“Of course Rackham, we’re family.” Pangea said.

Rackham’s hardened visage softened.

“If you will allow, there is another request I have. The Terran born astartes have been against my teachings, almost got into a fight with my sons. I have tried to mediate but to no avail.” Rackham said. “I want you to have them.”

>“No.”
>“Yes.”
>Ask questions [this update will be very quick, like a bout a hundred word and will follow up back to the yes or no choice.]

Write in is ok for yes and no

>>6158587
>Ask questions [this update will be very quick, like a bout a hundred word and will follow up back to the yes or no choice.]
>Is this even an option within our remit?
We don't exactly have the infrastructure or support base to support even a fraction of a legion organically, and needing to rely on others is likely going to constrain our Strategic and tactical options.

>Has he reached out to his brothers to see how they have experienced or dealt with similar issues with non-integration of Terran marines or similar frictions within their respective legions?
Potentially reviewing how they are (not) integrated into the command / regimental structure, and if they are generally interspersed into squads evenly or segregated into their own units we need to help them find common ground in opponents not looking inwards at their differences.

An alternate option would be to review their grievances personally and interview them to see if we can find the fault lines ourselves and address what we can, which would provide some contact and hopefully allow us the option to redirect them when things go bad.

I'd lean towards a no for now, to see if any suggestions help. but it is certainly worth escalating in the background in case things fall through considering the upcoming Campaign that is about to begin and the potential implications and unpredictability of a renegade legion.

>>6158587
>Yes

>Question
You would reject your own sons? Heroes of the Imperium who have fought through the unification wars? Have they not earned your love and respect with their sacrifices?

They may not share your faith, but they share your blood and will.

>>6158587
>Yes.
Question: Is the schism in your legion so bad that exiling your own sons is considered the best option? If your faith is going to cause this much issue within your own legion, imagine the damage it could cause once the Crusade begins.

>>6158587
>Ask questions
>"Why do you want to transfer command of them to me?"
>"Have you discussed this with the Terran Legion Master? They may prefer to serve under another primarch instead."
I'm not so sure this is a good idea but I lean towards taking them.
>"Yes."

>>6158654
I wonder if the majority of the Terran marines will just be incorporated into the Ultramarines like in canon.

Questions first, then the decision later.

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Writing

“Rackham, I don’t think I have enough resources to even handle your sons. I lead small squads, retinues, not a small legion.”

“You’ll get support from the Imperium’s resources, like I have. I promise.”

“Did you try to get any advice from Horus or any of our brothers?” Pangea said.

“I have, that was why I spoke with Horus and Angron several times including tonight.” Rackham lowered his head. “I’ve tried separating them into different squads. I have tried to find a common ground and listened to their grievances. But they still shared their distrust in me. Me. Their father.” Rackham said, his face scrunched into a hurtful regret. “They are born of my blood but they do not embrace me…”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” Pangea said. “ Is the schism in your legion so bad that exiling your own sons is considered the best option?”

“Yes, it has.” Rackham’s shoulders lowered, he cupped his face tiredly. “They cannot stay in my legion. Not anymore.”

“Why do you want to transfer command of them to me? I’m sure our brothers will gladly adopt them.”

“Because I trust you the most. You are the only person that actively spoke for me.” Rackham said with a soft but torn smile. “My Terran Legion master did ask for a primarch, but I believe you are most suited instead.”

Pangea frowned, her brows knit close as her lips pulled back.

“If your faith is going to cause this much issue within your own legion, imagine the damage it could cause once the Crusade begins. Have they not earned your love and respect with their sacrifices? They may not share your faith, but they share your blood and will. You would reject your sons?”

“I didn’t reject them!” Rackham’s voice raise to an angry shout that rang like an artillery cannon. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you.”

Pangea took a step back. Rackham saw his brothers’ sharpened glares. All except Sanguinius and Horus, who looked on with concern toward their little sister. Angron shared the same gaze, but his foot was forward, as if coiling himself for a full sprint.

“I—It’s alright.”

Rackham sighed.

“I didn’t reject them, they rejected me. Refused to see me as their father or their primarch. They obey only because they have to.”

“Rackham, If your faith is going to cause this much issue within your own legion, imagine the damage it could cause once the Crusade begins. Your faith is the reason why this whole schism is happening in the first place!”

“Father have yet to reprimand me so why must everyone assume the source of my problems is always because of my faith? Sister, will you accept them or not?”

>Yes [write-in]
>No [write-in]

>>6158681
>Yes.
>"I'll take them in, but let me talk to your Terran Legion Master first. He asked for a primarch, but I'm sure he'll accept a princess as well. As for Father... weーmeaning you, me, and all our brothersーshould talk to him about this issue and get it sorted out once and for all. Maybe then, our other brothers will have no more reason to distrust you."
I feel like the Emperor hasn't said anything yet because he's either too busy with some super project or is filing this away for the "I'll deal with it after the Great Crusade" folder again.

>>6158681
>Yes [write-in]
If you must exile them, I will accept them.

>>6158692
>+1

>>6158692
Supporting.

>>6158681
>>6158692
>+1 Yes

>>6158681
I'll fourth this reply: >>6158692
Geez, I wonder if Pangea's Inquisition will end up looking like some kind of weird amalgamation of the Deathwatch and some kind of Xeno/heresy investigation bureau?

>>6158741
That's what Malcador Inquisition was like at the start, just a bunch of loyalists from all the traitor legions. I do want us to form a sort of Deathwatch if only to foster stronger bonds between legions, but I'm also worried about it turning into a Warrior Lodge sort of situation.

>>6158744
I hope not, Pangea Heresy doesn't have a good ring imo.

>>6158744
>unwanted Rackham loyalists
>possibly other mavericks from the second unknown primarch
>nearly all of Corax's legion
>possibly some less insane Nightlords
If Pangea doesn't go insane from all the management and protocols and secrecy involved, she could end up as the head of a lot of unwanted Astartes. Given her strong connection to Alpharius, this might end up working out rather well so long as she remembers to build up a robust organization of regular humans.

>>6158751
It's a good thing that that probably won't happen unless BigE really do decide to read Pangea's fanfictions and broadcast it across the Imperium.
>>6158777
Don't forget the Iron Warriors who might end up being decimated. We might not get a full legion's number, but we'll get pretty close if just take in all the unwanted marines.

>>6158692
+1

What should we call our Legion?

I am thinking something like ‘’The Brotherhood’’

>>6158692
>>6158681
support, we don't have a legion, and have been trained to be a knife for deliver precise strikes. While also doing our original role and new ones.

Its a good idea to talk to the Legion Master of the II and the Emperor about it, best to avoid another situation like we had with the Legion Master of the I. If they don't want to end up under our command.

Its also best to resolve the religious problem before the Great Crusade starts. Or stop the bleeding if nothing else.

Lurker here, with a question for those of you who regularly vote.
If it's canon that the Eldar betrayed the Krorks after the Necrons were defeated, then how do you think Pangea would react upon learning this information?

Would she be completely indifferent, simply thinking "who cares about this xenos nonsense"?
Would she be delighted, thinking "xenos killing xenos is purely of benefit to humanity"?
Would she be disgusted by the idea of betraying a former ally who fought alongside you?
Would she approve of what the Eldar did, and believe that the Krorks were danger that needed to be eliminated while the Eldar still had the chance?

>>6158692
>>6158719
>>6158726
>>6158738
>>6158741
>>6159095
>>6159211

Votes counted

>>6159110
After a few minutes of searching around, we could do some vague Athena themes with Owls. Since they will be working under Pangea and doing shady stuff.

The Black Owls
The Parliament
The Black Parliament
The Parliament Brotherhood
Brothers of Parliament

Something like that.

>>6159369
Is that new lore? I haven't kept up with 40k lore in a while now.
>Would she be completely indifferent, simply thinking "who cares about this xenos nonsense"?
Probably this? We still haven't faced any xenos yet, so I doubt she got any strong opinion about them other than what BigE taught her.

“I'll take them in, but let me talk to your Terran Legion Master first. He asked for a primarch, but I'm sure he'll accept a princess as well. As for Father... weーmeaning you, me, and all our brothersーshould talk to him about this issue and get it sorted out once and for all. Maybe then, our other brothers will have no more reason to distrust you.”

“I’m sorry to trouble you, Pangea.”

“No need for an apology, brother.”

The hurt in Rackham rippled. The acrid guilt stuffed his nose with indignation and shame. Pangea tasted the sour self doubt, the absolute humiliation of this scene. The next day, Pangea was summoned to the Throne Room. Father sat on the throne while Malcador stood beside. Pangea knelt, eyes down, not daring to meet her Father’s eyes.

—First you escape on the first day of the ball. Then return with an enemy of the Imperium. Now, your brother wishes to transfer his Terran born marines…—

The air in the Throne Room crackled as it always had. The Throne Room was brightly lit, the pyramid glowed in quiet blue and loud white from the top. The auramite pyramid gleamed like the sun, but never outshining her Father, the Imperium’s sun. The light she loved stung this time.

—Why did you bring her to the Imperium Palace?—

—I thought it’d be better to bring her in than to let her roam without a method to watch her. If there’s anyone that can subdue a powerful psyker, it’d be you or Uncle Malcador.—

Pangea sensed a brief… joy? The emotion was so brief that even she was not sure.

—I cannot fault you for that logic. It is better to keep friends close, and enemies closer. As for Rackham, his request will be considered. Speak to the Legion Master then report back.—

—Father, what about Rackham’s practices?—

—That is my concern, daughter. Not yours. You have your assignment. Go.—

On the other side of the Imperial Palace, far past the outer walls, lied the barracks of the twenty legions. The barracks were spread evenly like a checkpoint complete with anti air guns and astartes thunderhawks with drop pods and space port large enough to dock their flagships and more. Through a brief ride with the Talon Jethawk, Pangea arrived to the second legion’s barracks, where the legion master already awaited. Two custodians flanked beside Pangea, one being Ra and the other Longinus.

“Your eminence.” The legion master greeted, he placed his fist on his chest and lowered his head. “It is an honor to host you. Though I wonder why you chose to arrive here when a vox would have been more efficient.”

“You are my nephews, born from my brother’s blood. I thought this was a good opportunity to visit the barracks and see my nephews at the same time.”

The legion master nodded.

“Very well, will my office suffice?”

“It is, lead the way.”

The second legion’s barracks consisted of one half reflecting the Rackham’s homeworld and the other half having no changes at all, stripped of character where only function mattered. The legion master’s office presented the original culture through its minimalistic interior, consisting of gray ceramite walls and office supplies. Pangea sat across from the legion master’s black desk.

“I heard the Terran half of the legion wishes to be under a primarch and my brother wants to transfer you to me.” Pangea said plainly.

“That will be the ideal outcome. We do not care under which primarch, as long as we can serve the Imperium.” The legion master said. “Not because we do not believe you are inadequate. Your operations require precision and stealth. We are trained to break sieges and shock assault. I am unsure if we will be of use to you, your eminence.”

“If your men are under my command, will there be any issues then?”

“None at all.” The answer came quickly. “You did your best to defend our primarch when no one did and you have the Lord Regent and The Captain General’s confidence. You also share a strong bond between all the primarchs, I see no reason why there will be any issues. In the end, the choice is yours.”

>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”
>“I will have my brothers consider your requests.”
>Write-in

>>6159447
>“I will have my brothers consider your requests.”
I didn't know siege warfare and shock assaults were their thing. These guys seem like they'd fit in with the Imperial Fists. Would Rackham be upset if we transferred them over to Rogal?

>>6159447
>Accept them
Spec can change, and this is a political gesture.

>>6159447
>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”

They may not be stealthy, but siege breaking and shock assault are excellent skills to have when you need the goon squad to storm the cult stronghold.

>>6159447
>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”
We can diversify their tactics through time.
>>6159459
The Legion Master said
>You did your best to defend our primarch when no one did
I feel like the marines wouldn't want to serve under someone who so openly hate their primarch. Also, it's not siege warfare, it's breaking sieges. They might fit better with Perty, but he's not here yet.

>>6159447
>>“I will have my brothers consider your requests.”

>>6159447
>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”
What we have been assigned to does not require a legion, Malcador is setting up an organization around our work. Rackham terran sons, would cease to be a legion if they go under us. Even if we participate in the Great Crusade we wouldn't do the same job of our brothers. So the terran born use at the moment.... is very circumstantial.

For resolve that is very likely we will train them for fit with our organization, while keeping what is useful from their legion background. Being part of a new organization, they would need to wait on Rackham or the Imperium to send geneseed since they are not part of a legion.

Whatever the outcome of this situation, the Great Crusade will need a bit more time for launch. Rackham will need to refill those lost ranks and get at least similar numbers prior to his legion schism, minimum (unless he is not allowed to do so due to his views, which means trying to handle not later but now the religious issue. A time consuming effort). And Pangea or the Primarch that gets them, needs to reorganize the terran borns of Rackham (Pangea would have more work to do and things to learn obviously). A funny thing would be if Lorgar is the next to be found. Instead of one is two primarchs religions that need to be reeducated and removed.

>>6159447
>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”

>>6159447
>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”

>>6159447
>“Very well, then I will accept your men.”

>>6159917
>>6159848
>>6159675
>>6159508
>>6159499
>>6159494
>>6159459

Votes counted

“Very well, I will accept your men. If you will have me.”

“We will be honored to serve as the Lord Regent's hand.”

The transfer itself did not take long, with the training from High Lord Prokofiev, the paperwork required to integrate the astartes, equipment, and general supplies to support her new retinue was easy work. Pangea's orignal flagship, Marco Polo, switched to a bigger ship. The permission to name her ship was given to Pangea, and in her search for a fitting name her brothers of course gave their suggestions. In the end, Pangea named her new ship...

>Hydra, with Alpharius's permission.
>Lady of Chemos, by Fulgrim's suggestion when he had Pangea over for dress fitting
>Avenging Spirit, by Horus's suggestion during a game of Regicide
>Wings of Enlightenment, Sanguinus suggested during a painting session
>Tomekeeper, by Magnus's suggestion in another lesson
>Write-in

Despite the turbulence within Rackham's legion the process have been easy for Pangea. In the end, the Great Crusade would begin without Rackham. Along with recuperating the loss of his sons and the machine spirit's anger, Father decided to speak with Rackham. The night before, Pangea read over her lists of candidates prepared for her personal retinue and made her decision.

Inquisitor Assistant [IA]
Diani

Second in Command

>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry
>Captain Thermopylae Leo, Terran Imperial Army, 1st Division, 1st Assault Company

Heavy Weapons/Demolitions Expert

>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company
>Second Lieutenant Denik Lee Albian Crusaders, 233rd Infantry Support

Frontline Combatant

>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps
>Corporal Ontyep KamuI, Elsweyr Regiment, 2nd Scout Company

Frontline Combatant Second Position

>Sergeant Major Samgwee Wiser, Terran Raiders, 1st Reconnaissance Division, 1st Company
>Second Blade Nazir Hammerfell, Kushtun Naganda Regiment, 3rd Cavalry, 5th Company

Pilot

>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing
>Jack Valk, 5th Penal Regiment, 1st Wing

So, if you do have a charactet you like previously from the threads, feel free to write them in like this

Frontline Combatant
>Write-in

>>6159924
>Wings of Enlightenment, Sanguinus suggested during a painting session
>Captain Thermopylae Leo, Terran Imperial Army, 1st Division, 1st Assault Company
>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps
>Sergeant Major Samgwee Wiser, Terran Raiders, 1st Reconnaissance Division, 1st Company
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing

>>6159924
>Write-in
>Resplendent Fervor

>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry
>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps
>Corporal Ontyep KamuI, Elsweyr Regiment, 2nd Scout Company
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing

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>>6159924
>Hydra, with Alpharius's permission.
It fits the Inquisition theme. Cut down one cell, two more will take its place.
Also our other brothers doesn't know Alpharius yet so it won't seem like favouritism when it totally is.
>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry
>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps
>Sergeant Major Samgwee Wiser, Terran Raiders, 1st Reconnaissance Division, 1st Company
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing
Retinue Mascot
>The felinid girl we gave daggers and blades to

>>6159924

>Write in:
>Shadow of Intent. little on the nose but dang good ship name

>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry
>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps
>Second Blade Nazir Hammerfell, Kushtun Naganda Regiment, 3rd Cavalry, 5th Company
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing
>The Ogrne lad we met chewing out Rackums son would be the best mascot

>>6159924

Ship Name.
>Palanquin Solar
(Because we're a princess, and we should appear as though we aren't up to anything shady even if people know we are. Also, we carry a bit of the Home Sectors authority with the name.)
I really want to suggest "Parliament of Swords" because I want to push for that Owl theme for the Marines, but it doesn't look like anyone else is interested.

Second in Command
>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry

Heavy Weapons/Demolitions Expert
>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company

Frontline Combatant
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps

Frontline Combatant Second Position
>Second Blade Nazir Hammerfell, Kushtun Naganda Regiment, 3rd Cavalry, 5th Company

Pilot
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing

Retinue Mascot
>The felinid girl we gave daggers and blades to
Though, really, I still want the abhuman group with us for variety. They were cool.

>>6159924
>Hydra, with Alpharius's permission.

>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry
>Second Lieutenant Denik Lee Albian Crusaders, 233rd Infantry Support
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps
>Second Blade Nazir Hammerfell, Kushtun Naganda Regiment, 3rd Cavalry, 5th Company
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing

So what I got it is

Second in Command

>Captain Hector Werserian, Terran Imperial Army, 12th Exploration Division, 2nd Expeditionary Infantry


Heavy Weapons/Demolitions Expert
>Sergeant Denog Gub, Dawnguard Janissaries, 654th Heavy Infantry Company

Frontline Combatant
>Arch Militant Hayward Hoffman, Albian Crusaders, 1st Shocktroop Corps

>Second Blade Nazir Hammerfell, Kushtun Naganda Regiment, 3rd Cavalry, 5th Company

Pilot
>Ensign Henrietta Quimby, 1st Expedition Fleet, 5th Support Wing

You know what, I'm a sucker for cat girls anyways.

Retinue Mascot
>The felinid girl we gave daggers and blades to

>>6160826
Hah, I just put that as a joke.

>>6160827
I'm a sucker for felinids

At the balcony of the Sanctum Imperialis Principa, Hector saw something only a few mortal could. First, was the scenery, from the heart of the Inner Palace, Hector saw the hives of Terra and the golden city that was the Imperial Palace. The second, were the primarchs. The sons of the Emperor who carried his genes and the father of the astartes. What baffled Hector was the princess who fitted right in, a lioness in a den of behemoths.

“And you’re certain you can handle the astartes?” Horus said worriedly.

“Surprisingly, they managed to understand what I did quickly thanks to the Legion’s master.” Pangea said.

“Greer also seemed to approve of your Legion Master,” Angron said.

Pangea leaned back on her chair, stuck between Fulgrim and Sanguinius. She rubbed her face on Sanguinius’s wings that wrapped her around, almost addicted by its softness. Instead of a rebuke, Sanguinius patted Pangea’s head. Hector, who had been invited by Magnus, stayed at the door per instruction, shrouded by some psykic power.

“Pangea, you are a grown woman now. Must you bury your head like some pup? Throne, your executive officer is right there.” Fulgrim said.

“Come now brother, let her spoil herself a little.” Magnus said. “Our days of being together are numbered. Soon,we will all sail the void. It’s possible we won’t see each other for at least a decade.”

The room became silent. Rackham was nowhere to be seen and Rogal was also absent. Hector watched the princess’s smile drop.

“Guess Rackham won’t be with us.” Pangea said.

“He made his choice.” Rogal, sitting adjacent to Horus said. “Our coordination will not be in jeopardy because of his absence. Let us return to our council, we are wasting time, be focused, Pangea.”

“Alright alright…” Pangea said. “Look, I won’t know much until I get the assignment from uncle. I don’t see how I can contribute to this talk.”

“You have twenty thousand astartes under your command. If needed, we may call on your for support.” Horus said.

“But… I never lead a legion before. I’m not sure if I can help.”

“You’re not alone, sister.” Horus said. “You have your legion master and the wisdom of your second in command when you need them. Rely on them. As I do with all of you.”

Fulgrim patted Pangea’s head, and Angron also offered his words of encouragement, even Rogal’s support. The talks continued regarding what Pangea’s role can be during the crusade. When the talk was done, everyone left except for Magnus who dispelled Hector’s shroud.

“Do you know why I have brought you here, Captain?”

Hector nodded. He saw the red giant staring down, his large presence swallowed his stature. Hector was used to being a leader, someone who can intimidate when needed. Yet, with the priamarchs, he felt like a mouse among beasts.

“To understand the stake.”

“No.” Magnus said. “To understand how much we cherish our sister. You are her support, see that you do not fail and lead her new retinue well.”

“Of course my lord.”

The next day, Pangea arrived at Macaldor’s study. Finally, she was given her first assignment to be taken when the Great Crusade would launch.

>She would investigate a planet ruled by a powerful king rumored to be in Fenris [Leman]
>She would investigate a planet riddled with psychic beasts and knights who fought them dispute being humans [Lion]
>She would be a defense for of a planet that had been frequently invaded by xeno, a planet known as Nocturne [Vulkan]
>Write-in

>>6160874
>The room became silent. Rackham was nowhere to be seen and Rogal was also absent.
>“He made his choice.” Rogal, sitting adjacent to Horus said.
Nani.
>She would investigate a planet ruled by a powerful king rumored to be in Fenris [Leman]
Maybe we can use this as a chance to soften Russ' view on psyker.

>>6160893
That was a mistake. Oops.

>>6160872
>>6160874
>The room became silent. Rackham was nowhere to be seen and Rogal was also absent. Hector watched the princess’s smile drop.

Sorry anons, that was a mistake. Rogal was in.

>>6160874
>She would investigate a planet riddled with psychic beasts and knights who fought them dispute being humans [Lion]

Spooky world, Go!

At the balcony of the Sanctum Imperialis Principa, Hector saw something only a few mortal could. First, was the scenery, from the heart of the Inner Palace, Hector saw the hives of Terra and the golden city that was the Imperial Palace. The second, were the primarchs. The sons of the Emperor who carried his genes and the father of the astartes. What baffled Hector was the princess who fitted right in, a lioness in a den of behemoths.

“And you’re certain you can handle the astartes?” Horus said worriedly.

“Surprisingly, they managed to understand what I did quickly thanks to the Legion’s master.” Pangea said.

“Greer also seemed to approve of your Legion Master,” Angron said.

Pangea leaned back on her chair, stuck between Fulgrim and Sanguinius. She rubbed her face on Sanguinius’s wings that wrapped her around, almost addicted by its softness. Instead of a rebuke, Sanguinius patted Pangea’s head. Hector, who had been invited by Magnus, stayed at the door per instruction, shrouded by some psykic power.

“Pangea, you are a grown woman now. Must you bury your head like some pup? Throne, your executive officer is right there.” Fulgrim said.

“Come now brother, let her spoil herself a little.” Magnus said. “Our days of being together are numbered. Soon,we will all sail the void. It’s possible we won’t see each other for at least a decade.”

The room became silent. Rackham was nowhere to be seen and Rogal was also absent. Hector watched the princess’s smile drop.

“Guess Rackham won’t be with us.” Pangea said.

“He made his choice.” Rogal, sitting adjacent to Horus said. “Our coordination will not be in jeopardy because of his absence. Let us return to our council, we are wasting time, be focused, Pangea.”

“Alright alright…” Pangea said. “Look, I won’t know much until I get the assignment from uncle. I don’t see how I can contribute to this talk.”

“You have twenty thousand astartes under your command. If needed, we may call on your for support.” Horus said.

“But… I never lead a legion before. I’m not sure if I can help.”

“You’re not alone, sister.” Horus said. “You have your legion master and the wisdom of your second in command when you need them. Rely on them. As I do with all of you.”

Fulgrim patted Pangea’s head, and Angron also offered his words of encouragement, even Rogal’s support. The talks continued regarding what Pangea’s role can be during the crusade. When the talk was done, everyone left except for Magnus who dispelled Hector’s shroud.

“Do you know why I have brought you here, Captain?”

Hector nodded. He saw the red giant staring down, his large presence swallowed his stature. Hector was used to being a leader, someone who can intimidate when needed. Yet, with the priamarchs, he felt like a mouse among beasts.

“To understand the stake.”

“No.” Magnus said. “To understand how much we cherish our sister. You are her support, see that you do not fail and lead her new retinue well.”

“Of course my lord.”

The next day, Pangea arrived at Macaldor’s study. Finally, she was given her first assignment to be taken when the Great Crusade would launch.

>She would investigate a planet ruled by a powerful king rumored to be in Fenris [Leman]
>She would investigate a planet riddled with psychic beasts and knights who fought them dispute being humans [Lion]
>She would be a defense for of a planet that had been frequently invaded by xeno, a planet known as Nocturne [Vulkan]
>Write-in [loyalist only]

>>6160914
>>6160893

I'll still count these votes if you are ok with it anons

>>6160874
>>6160920

>She would investigate a planet riddled with psychic beasts and knights who fought them dispute being humans [Lion]

space knights


i understood what you meant but good on you to correct it

>>6160922
>>6160893 here, I'll keep mine Russ.

>>6160920
>She would investigate a planet ruled by a powerful king rumored to be in Fenris [Leman]

>>6160874
>She would investigate a planet ruled by a powerful king rumored to be in Fenris [Leman]

>>6160920
>She would investigate a planet riddled with psychic beasts and knights who fought them dispute being humans [Lion]

>>6160920
>She would investigate a planet riddled with psychic beasts and knights who fought them dispute being humans [Lion]

Lemon Rizz
>>6160893
>>6161043
>>6161068

Lying Joe
>>6160914
>>6160924
>>6161149
>>6161162

Lion it is, writing

“Your armors and weapons are prepared? Lighting claws and power maul too?”

Pangea rolled her eyes. Dressed in her inquisitor armor, Pangea crossed her arms with a confident smirk. Despite being within the Inner Palace, they could hear the sounds of horns and cheers seeping through the walls. Pangea and Horus walked side by side toward the exit.

“Yes, Horus. They’re ready, as are my retinue, the ship, and my nephews.” Pangea said.

“Good, and if you ever need assistance—”

“Have my astropath contact you, I know.” Pangea said with a brief huff. “You worry too much.”

“And you worry too little.” Horus said. “You’re going to Segmentum Obscurus, it’s not thoroughly explored yet. It’s called Obscurus for a reason, Pangea.”

“Horus, I have twenty thousand astartes at my disposal and skilled laborers. Not to mention my retinue.” Pangea said.

“Yes, but they’re just mortals. They’re inferior compared to you and I.” Horus said nonchalantly.

Horus said with absolute ease. Pangea could not help but wonder if such belief should be excused, even if his words were true. Human, that was what she was, yet she was not, the same for her brothers and her father. Maybe uncle was as well but he was still a special kind of human. Before she could say anything else, she saw the Imperial Palace below from the balcony where her brothers waited.

“I hope you didn’t oversleep, sister.” Fulgrim said.

“Nothing of the sort, we were having a discussion.”

“As long as you’ve arrive not too late.” Magnus said.

From the balcony, Pangea saw the masses cheering on, appearing like millions of small dots celebrating the greatest era of humanity. Fireworks of gold and red painted the sky, triumphant horns and various instruments filled the air, and gently flowing flower petals rained. The parade of soldiers came through with waves, proudly displaying their pride and the military might of the Imperium.

“My lord primarch.” Kharn entered the balcony. “We are prepared for take off.”

“Good work.” Angron said. “Brothers, Pangea, I will see you all soon. I will head off first.”

One by one, each primarchs left soon as their vessels were ready. Pangea watched each primarch being called and then paraded off below all the way to the Lion’s Gate Spaceport. Last of her brothers who remained was Sanguinius.

“I’m going to miss our painting times.” Pangea said.

“I will too but this is not a farewell.” Sanguinius said. “You look worried.”

“The galaxy is full of danger that threatens humanity. I’ve seen that. But the future…” Pangea closed her eyes tight. “I fear if what we see is the future. After all, the Great Crusade is what started it all.”

“It won’t be.” Sanguinius wrapped his wing around Pangea.

For a brief moment, they shared a brief silence, a moment of peace before they delved into the void.

“My lord.” The final astartes entered. “It is time.”

Sanguinius knelt, allowing himself to be engulfed by Pangea’s small arms.

“I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too.”

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Question: So far, which primarch do you think Pangea get along with the most?

>>6161323
>Get to know the crew

>>6161323
>Get to know the crew

>>6161335
Not sure. She gets along pretty well with all of them aside from Rackham and maybe Dorn.

>>6161323
>>6161335

>Get to know the crew
>Write-in
Start training nephews on small team tactics. I have a feeling Pageas role to play is tracking down her brothers and routing out chaos and other internal threats. So training them to act like a proto deathwatch while being a legion would be great.

>Closest Primarch
got to be Sanguineous or Alpharious. after that maybe Horus?

>>6161323
>Get to know the crew
And I think she's either closest with Sangy or Horus, maybe Sangy because he doesn't baby her like Horus

>>6161323
>Get to know the crew

>>6161335
Probably Alpharius

>>6161323
>Explore the ship

>>6161323
>Get to know the crew
>>6161335
I suspect Alpharius has a large lead just due to how much he’s been in her life. Magnus too possibly, given how he may have been astral projecting to speak with Pangea throughout her life even if she’s only recently remembered most of it.

>>6161335
Conrad Curze. His relationship with sanguinius is one of his better ones because they both have future sight

>>6161336
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>>6161351
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>>6161740

Votes counted

Hector Werserian stared at his new retinue sitting inside the conference room. The ogryn and the felinid sat close. Nazir sat at the end of the table. Hoffman and Henrietta sat together. Hector stood at the other end of the table. By all means, they were all accomplished soldiers. The only issue was having them work together and mold them into a deadly team.

Hoffman and Quimby were a great addition and chosen well. Each was well regarded within his circle of officers. Even if she served his father, Quimby did not wear a mask, though he doubted if she was capable of such a thing. Hoffman was an honest and reliable man, he was one of few who qualified and gained the right to attain the rank of an Arch Militant.

“This an office but there ain’t no cuppa we can take? Some fancy this is.” Denog said.

Denog Gub, despite being classified as an ogryn he was a genius by his specie’s standard with plenty of feats of brutal but efficient soldiering.

“Where’s the princess? Isn’t this like, her job? I totally want to see how she keeps her hair so nice!” Kamui said excitedly.

Ontyep Kamui, even among the felinid she was considered the fastest and most nimble in her scout company. Though her young age did not allow her to rank to advance further due to fear of feeding into her ego. Finally, Nazir Hammerfell, a frontline driver and infantryman in the Old Hundred regiment with some parts of his record requiring Vermillion Alpha authorizations.

“The princess did call for us to be here, though she might be late since she has taken in the second legion. I’m sure she will arrive soon…”

The slid open with a hiss. Once the princess entered, everyone in the room stood at attention. They watched Dianis Nos, the trusted right hand agent, follow inside with her steely silver eyes and short black hair.

“At ease.” Pangea said. “You are no longer soldiers but agents of the Throne, my advisors, and investigators. You have all been summoned here because I wish to know more about you outside of the dossier I have read. We will be warp jumping soon but before then, we will…

>Do a team building exercise through a combat scenario
>Play a card game of omnicide, Terran rule of course
>simply chat.
>Write-in

>>6162047
>Play a card game of omnicide, Terran rule of course

>>6162047
>Play a card game of omnicide, Terran rule of course
Gambling!

>>6162047
>simply chat.

>>6162047
>>Do a team building exercise through a combat scenario

>>6162047
>simply chat.

>Play a card game of omnicide, Terran rule of course
>>6162052
>>6162082

>simply chat.
>>6162110
>>6162156

I'll need a tie breaker

>>6162530
as a card game enjoyer
>Play a card game of omnicide, Terran rule of course

>>6162052
>>6162082
>>6162533

Votes counted

“At ease.” Pangea said. “You are no longer soldiers but agents of the Throne, my advisors, and investigators. You have all been summoned here because I wish to know more about you outside of the dossier I have read. We will be warp jumping soon but before then, we will…”

Pangea brought a deck of cards made of gold with engraved silver. The cars formed into a spinning circle, spinning fast enough to cause a small breeze that filled the room. The sterile white light above made the cards shine more. The cards separated into two piles and were shuffled into a deck.

“I assume everyone knows how to play omnicide?” Pangea said.

“I’m surprised you know that game, your eminence…” Hector said. “Where did you learn it?”

“Torik, Horus, Angron, Kharn, just about everyone I know. Horus and his men love playing it but they play by Cthonian rules. And don’t get me started on Magnus, that cheating knows it all.”

Each of the agents were given five cards.

“Your eminence, will we be using our own Aquila Pieces or Thrones?” Quimby said nervously.

“Course not, it’s my treat after all.”

Pangea opened a small box filled with Thrones Ducats. Aquila Piece was a single value currency, Throne being five, and Throne Gelts being ten, with Throne Ducats being worth a hundred. Seeing valuable currency filled to the brim made Denog, Kamui, and Nazir stare in a bit of surprise.

“I’ll be the dealer.” Pangea said. “Oh, and no cheating. I’ll be able to tell.”

The game ran normally. Pangea observed each of her retinue’s expressions. Save for Quimby, each held their bearing well. Hector played cautiously, not being able to earn a high stack. Nazir and Hoffman were at an even score. Meanwhile, Denog raised more than the rest, earning him the highest pile far. Quimby however was on the verge of losing. Pangea flicked couple more Throne Ducats to her pile.

“Oh t—thank your eminence.”

“No worries, and don’t be nervous. This for me to know you all, not to see how good you are at card games.”

As Pangea dealt the cards, Pangea wondered what to ask.

>Why they joined
>Favorite weapons and method of operations
>What they hold precious
>Write-in

>>6162683
>Why they joined

>>6162738
>+1

>>6162683
>Why they joined

>>6162683
>Favorite weapons and method of operations

>>6162683
>Why they joined

>>6162683
>Why they joined

>>6162683
>Favorite weapons and method of operations

>>6162683
>What they hold precious

>>6162738
>>6162773
>>6162797
>>6162817
>>6162822

Votes counted

As Pangea dealt the cards, Pangea wondered what to ask.

“Why did you join?” Pangea said.

“Join, as in with you or the Imperial Army, your eminence?” Hector said.

“Both.” Pangea answered.

“Well.” Hector placed his card down. “There’s no greater honor than serving in the Imperial Army, and I wanted to carve my own path out of my father’s shadow. As for you, your eminence, I uh…”

Pangea gave a quick glance within Hector’s mind. A sour nervousness, one that sparked an odd sweetness. Appreciation? Exaltation? None of them seemed to fit. Pangea, in her ever curiosity delved deeper, to see the mind’s true lines. Surrounded by pink lights and a flowery aroma, a single line spoke out.

‘I am smitten with you. That, in my deepest hope, you will see me the same as I am to you…’

Pangea stopped in mid shuffling.

“Huh?” Pangea blurted out.

“Your eminence?” Hector said.

Her skin lit up around her cheeks, her eyes widened as her mouth opened agape.

“Uh, princess?”

Pangea blinked hard then opened her eyes back up.

“R—Right, I need to deal. A—Anyways, wat about you Denog?”

“Me pop passed away a couple years ago. I joined to support me mum and little sister.” Denog said with a proud grunt. “As for you, your eminence, I would get paid more which means me family gets a better life.”

“An admirable goal and I’m sorry for your loss. What about you, Hayward?”

Hoffman stood from his seat and snapped to a parade rest “Serving for the Imperium and you will be the greatest honor for House Hoffman, that is why, your eminence.”

“You don’t have to stand up next time, but thank you. Nazir?”

“My family also served the Imperial Army since the Unification Wars, but I don’t like the game of politics within the officer’s ranks.” Nazir said in tepid voice. “Serving you means I make an actual impact to The Imperium.”

“And I thank you for your family’s loyalty. Quimby?”

The questioned pilot flinched, almost tossing the card away. She looked down, then up, then toward her new peers. Pangea took a sip of her emotions, nervous but without the sweetness and bitter anxiousness.

“Uhm… I joined because I was told to by my parents, both in the navy and you, your eminence.”

‘That and get away from my parents…’

“To honor your parents is a good virtue. What about you Ontyep?”

The felinid’s auburn feline ears twitched, the entire time she’s either folded or simply did not speak when her chips were out. Ontyep had her feet on the table with her cards resting on her stomach. Now that you think about it, she asked for more chips than Quimby…

“I just like killing things.” Ontyep said. “Not just anything of course. I’m not a serial killer. It’s hard to explain but…”

“The thrill of battle and glory?” Pangea said.

Ontyep snapped her fingers. The flat crooked lips upturned to a smile.

“Exactly!” Ontyep said. “You get me Pangea!”

Hoffman slapped the table as he shot up from his seat.

“That is not how you address your superior, Corporal!” Hoffman said.

“We’re all her agents and not soldiers. That goes the same for you and me. Don’t think you can order me around.”

>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”
>“I am your superior officer, you will refer to me by my titles.”
>Write-in

After the card game and the successful warp jump, the next plan was to decide how she would arrive to the planet known as Caliban. Pangea…

>Chose to arrive officially, with her legion and retinue in tow, bearing the Imperium’s Aquilla
>Pangea chose to arrive as a merchant (or some other disguise)

>>6163451
>‘I am smitten with you. That, in my deepest hope, you will see me the same as I am to you…’
Bold man. Very bold. He's lucky none of the primarchs are in the room.
>>6163452
>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”
Yep, that's a cat alright.
>Pangea chose to arrive as a merchant (or some other disguise)
Same as last time, maybe? Plus, we gets to practice our stealth.

>>6163452
>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”

>Chose to arrive officially, with her legion and retinue in tow, bearing the Imperium’s Aquilla

>>6163452
>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”

>Pangea chose to arrive as a wandering knight
Dame Gaia

>>6163465
To be fair, Pangea was reading his mind and I'm pretty sure her telepathic and empathic abilities aren't well known outside of the Imperial family.

>>6163478
Yes, I used ' instead of ", since — is used for psychic conversations

>>6163452
>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”
It's a practical thing to do. A good way to get people to lock in when there's business to focus on.

>Pangea chose to arrive as a merchant.

Merchant feels like a believable lie.

>>6163478
+1 should give us better access to Luther's dum dum club, if not an option, then change to merchant
Also giving Hector first name privileges will be funi
Why tf is 4chan putting 900s timers for these?

>>6163452
>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”

>Pangea chose to arrive as a merchant.

>>6163452
>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”

>Pangea chose to arrive as a merchant (or some other disguise)

>>6163452
>>“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally, am I understood?”
This is a small breach of imperial expectations, but it gives us the beginning of a deeper personal trust with the command directly under us. Something that we see our brothers have with their legions commands no doubt.

>Pangea chose to arrive as a merchant (or some other disguise)
It shouldn't be an issue to buy a merchant vessel, give it some weapons for justify moving around segmentum obscurus which is filled by hostility and place some of our men with us in it. This decision is much needed for observe our brother before make first contact with them.

While we could rapidly do things officially, we wouldn't see certain aspects of them

I wonder if the assassin sent with us secretly the first time by our father, has received a permanent position of following behind us in secret.

>>6163646
>>6163624
>>6163596
>>6163506
>>6163465

Counted

“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally. During combat you can call me something shorter for brevity, am I understood?”

“Got it.”

“Y—Yes, your eminence.”

Hayward sat back down dejectedly. Pangea doubted people like Hector or Hayward would agree but she knew she wanted a familial or at least a close relationship her brothers have with his sons. Then again she already called some astartes her nephews already. Though she doubted they would see her as such. The card games continued, with Hector as the winner.

“So this is Caliban…”

At the bridge of her ship, she saw the planet through the windows from her Captain’s seat. Both astartes and sailors operated the vessel she had yet to name. For now, her ship’s been designated as Daughter of Terra for now.

“Your eminence.”

The Legion Master of The Adjudicator climbed up. The dark grey power armor quietly whirled as the joints moved. The original colors of the second legion of grey with white accent shined proudly, dents and scuffs even prouder.

“Your eminence, we have arrived at Caliban per your instruction.”

“Thank you Dredd. Remain as you are, I will investigate the planet and call for your assistance if necessary.”

Pangea and her retinue landed on Caliban on a small freight vessel common throughout the galaxy. The data-slate of the planet showed where to land and the current political structure of Caliban, consisting mostly of feudal lords with no leader at helm. Pangea and her retinue landed at the largest space port at Caliban, posing as a merchant.

“Our goal is to investigate the beasts, and if possible eradicate them.” Pangea said. “But the Calibanites here are wary of outsiders like us, so be careful. Ontyep, you’ll be my lady in waiting, Denog, Hayward, and Nazir will be my bodyguard. Diani and Quimby, you’ll remain on the ship, stay alert and be prepared to move if things escalate, am I understood?”

“At once, my lady.” Diani said. “Also, you forgot Lord Wereserian.”

“He will be my…”

>Merchant Partner
>Husband
>Write-in

After establishing a back up plan and evacuation plan, Pangea chose to first…

>Visit the local apothecary that has been patching up victims of the beasts
>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors
>Write-in

>>6163978
>Merchant Partner

>Visit the local apothecary that has been patching up victims of the beasts

>>6163984
>Support
They might treat a husband as above us. And pangea isn't one to like being overlooked.

>>6163978
>Husband
>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors

>>6163978
I thought Hydra won by getting two votes?
Anyway,
>Merchant Partner
>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors
Would be weird for a merchant to just start asking around the the local apothecary, and people would be more willing to trade/share info at a local gathering spot.

>>6163978
>Merchant Partner
I wanted to call him something like "master of inventory" or something. But I couldn't find anything that gave me a good official title.


>Visit the local apothecary that has been patching up victims of the beasts.
If anyone asks, we should claim we are hunting the beasts for the purpose of harvesting their hides and rare materials for those who can pay. Seem believable enough.

>>6163978
>Supercargo
>>6164025
I believe this is what you meant

>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors

>>6164022
Hydra did win by two votes, fuck I'll post a correct update rn

>>6163978
“I do not mind if you call me by my name off duty, but during missions I expect you to refer to me formally. During combat you can call me something shorter for brevity, am I understood?”

“Got it.”

“Y—Yes, your eminence.”

Hayward sat back down dejectedly. Pangea doubted people like Hector or Hayward would agree but she knew she wanted a familial or at least a close relationship her brothers have with his sons. Then again she already called some astartes her nephews already. Though she doubted they would see her as such. The card games continued, with Hector as the winner.

“So this is Caliban…”

At the bridge of her ship, she saw the planet through the windows from her Captain’s seat. Both astartes and sailors operated the vessel she had named Hydra, with Alpharius's permission. Hydra was received with odd reaction, out of all names a Hydra? Her brothers, while a bit disappointed remained curious at her choice of name.

“Your eminence.”

The Legion Master of The Adjudicator climbed up. The dark grey power armor quietly whirled as the joints moved. The original colors of the second legion of grey with white accent shined proudly, dents and scuffs even prouder.

“Your eminence, we have arrived at Caliban per your instruction.”

“Thank you Dredd. Remain as you are, I will investigate the planet and call for your assistance if necessary.”

Pangea and her retinue landed on Caliban on a small freight vessel common throughout the galaxy. The data-slate of the planet showed where to land and the current political structure of Caliban, consisting mostly of feudal lords with no leader at helm. Pangea and her retinue landed at the largest space port at Caliban, posing as a merchant.

“Our goal is to investigate the beasts, and if possible eradicate them.” Pangea said. “But the Calibanites here are wary of outsiders like us, so be careful. Ontyep, you’ll be my lady in waiting, Denog, Hayward, and Nazir will be my bodyguard. Diani and Quimby, you’ll remain on the ship, stay alert and be prepared to move if things escalate, am I understood?”

“At once, my lady.” Diani said. “Also, you forgot Lord Wereserian.”

“He will be my…”

>Merchant Partner
>Husband
>Write-in

After establishing a back up plan and evacuation plan, Pangea chose to first…

>Visit the local apothecary that has been patching up victims of the beasts
>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors
>Write-in

>>6164022
Thank you for the correction anon. I'll still count the votes from before.

>>6164140
>Husband
>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors

>>6164140
>Husband
>Visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors

Merry Christmas

Merchant Partner
>>6163984
>>6164000
>>6164022
>>6164025
>>6164032

Husband
>>6164015
>>6164205
>>6164309

Votes counted

Apothecary
>>6163984
>>6164000
>>6164025

Inn
>>6164015
>>6164022
>>6164032
>>6164205
>>6164309

Also counted

“He will be my… Merchant Partner.”

Hector nodded.

After establishing a back up plan and a plan of evacuation, Pangea chose first to visit the local town’s inn to find more information on the psychic beasts and other rumors. Pangea and her retinue dressed in tattered clothes and concealed their weapons, save for those designated as bodyguards. Underneath the crude appearance, their weapons were the best the Mechanicus could offer.

“Hello innkeeper.” Pangea easily imitated a rustic low gothic dialect. “How fares business?”

The innkeeper, a portly man with a bushy beard turned around, his stained apron flapped underneath his pot belly. The innkeeper squinted his eyes at the new group entering the empty and cold inn, dimly lit by crude animal fat candles.

“Don’t see much outsiders, are yee here to spend the night?”

“Several, got some business here.” Pangea said.

“Really, here, in Caliban?” The innkeeper said. “And what business would that be, if you don’t mind asking?”

“I heard there are beasts here, something of foul nature. I’m here to trap them.”

The innkeeper’s eyes widened, his body stiffened as he grimaced with pity.

“Young lass, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” The innkeeper said.

“Well, it’s a good thing that it’s my idea then.” Pangea brought a medium sized sack full of uncut gems and gold nuggets. “This is for our stay in the inn and the meals. Of course, I’ll be renting your entire inn, that amount would suffice?”

“I don't mind that you’re renting my inn, but those beasts really are dangerous you should reconsider…” The innkeeper pleaded.

“I understand, however…” Pangea fabricated a long sigh. “I am in a position where I have no choice. This is not just to make profit but an exchange for a rare medicine for my younger sister. Please kind sir, I have no choice but to find these beasts.”

“I can tell you all I can, but it won’t do you good.”

Pangea manufactured tearful eyes and a relieved smile.

“Thank you kindly, I promise you will be rewarded. House Montpelliere never forgets their friends!” Pangea snapped her fingers. “Oh boys, take my belongings won’t you? I must talk business with… my I never did introduce myself. I am Josephina Von Montpelliere, heiress of House Montpelliere. You are?”

“Johann,”

“A pleasure, Mr.Johann.”

While her retinue unpacked, Pangea learned what her data-slate could not. The beasts were called “larkans” and there were many variations. Some beasts would have multiple eyes, tail hard as steel, and some that spat fire. However, each possessed a psychic ability that varied. The knight orders would take from the peasants, often for their own gains than to slay the beasts. Johann also said some local orders would cull them all, so they can continue their thefts. Along with other local knowledge and languages, she learned The Order, the only knight order respected and that took anyone who wanted to join regardless of background. Tensions have been brewing due to The Order’s expanding influence and the heroics of their two Grandmasters, Luther and Lion El’Jonson.

“On top of these damn beasts us common folks are facing a civil war so these damn greedy lords can keep their stomach fat.”

Johann stood on the counter while Pangea sat on the stool placed at the encounter. The soup made of local Caliban vegetables were better than she thought, Johann was quite the cook despite having little to work with.

“Are there beasts around here too?”

“Aye, past the walls but they are not frequent since the knight order here keeps them at bay. This is the largest trade city after all. They’re still thieves, taking whatever they want and beating anyone looking at them the wrong way.” Johann scoffed as he wiped the glasses. “You’ll find more once you leave and go further north. If you keep going you’ll also arrive at The Order’s fortress but the path there is dangerous, too man folks tried to go but died. Damn shame…”

>Ask a question to Johann

and

>Pangea chose to investigate the beasts withi nthe walls
>Pangea chose to go North where The Order was
>Pangea chose to investigate the local lord of the city
>Write-in

No update for tomorrow, have a Merry Christmas!

>>6164315
You too Anon, Merry Christmas

>>6164410
>Pangea chose to investigate the beasts withi nthe walls
Go on a little hunting expedition and see if we can't find evidence of chaos influence. Maybe we'll run into some watchers too.

>>6164441
>+1

>>6164410
>Pangea chose to investigate the beasts withi nthe walls
Do you mean "outside the walls"?

>>6164513
Nope, I meant to write within

>>6164410
>Ask a question to Johann
"Are there any members of The Order near by? I may need to consult them on how to best defeat the beasts."
>Pangea chose to investigate the beasts withi nthe walls
Might as well, we got a full retinue.
Merry Christmas, Mawmaw.

>>6164410
Seconding: >>6164661
Also hope everyone is having a very Merry Christmas!

>>6164410
>Pangea chose to investigate the beasts withi nthe walls

>>6164661
+1

>>6164410

Ask a question to Johann
>"Are there any members of The Order near by? I may need to consult them on how to best defeat the beasts."

>Pangea chose to investigate the beasts within the walls

>>6164410
>Ask a question to Johann
ask what weapons the order regularly use for combating the creatures

>Pangea chose to go North where The Order was
Best consult with the "experts"

>>6164441
>>6164452
>>6164513
>>6164661
>>6164661
>>6164703
>>6164695
>>6164996
>>6165439

Votes counted

“Are there any members of The Order nearby? I may need to consult them on how to best defeat the beasts.”

“Not here no, and they’re not fond of outsiders. I can understand the need for profit, but The Order won’t. This city is protected by the Order of The Gilded Griffons, maybe you can ask them.” Johan said.

“Any specific weapons?” Pangea said.

“Just normal weapons I suppose. Cannons, pistols, blades, forged from the metals mined here.” Johan said with a shrug. “Can’t say if they’re special or not, knight orders keep their methods a secret.”

“I see, thank you for your time.”

The town’s people gazed at Pangea and her retinue. Mothers shushed their children as they pull them close. The guards did not dare to approach once they were caught in Denog’s and Hayward’s threatening gaze. Ontyep followed behind quietly as did Hector with his chest out and appearing taller than he actually is.

“By the way, your eminence.” Hector said, “why do you carry a whistle?”

Pangea looked down at a golden necklace with a cylindrical whistle attached.

“Oh this? That’s for Luna.” Pangea said.

“Luna? Did you have another cupbearer other than Diani?”

“Oh no, he’s my dog. I left him on the ship with Diani and Quimby in case something happens. He was napping in my room so I guess you didn’t see him.” Pangea chuckled.

At the entrance of the city’s wall, the armored guards stepped forward.

“Halt, the battlements are—”

With a wave of her hand, the guards snapped to an attention.

“You’ll lead me to the top where the beasts are seen the most.”

The guard stared past Pangea, as if their brains lost a part of their function.

“We will lead you to the top where the beasts are seen the most.”

Within the safety of the walls and past the confused guards, Pangea arrived at the battlement. A wide sea of green greeted Pangea.

“Quite the sight…” Hector said.

“Reminds me of home, though the trees are taller.” Ontyep said.

The binoculars and her Pangea’s psychic enhanced vision caught the beasts with ease. As the reports and the pictures showed, the beasts varied in appearances such as snake body and different wing types. Should she attempt to fly, Pangea was unsure if the cargo ship would survive. Not to mention, Pangea sensed the beasts’ potent psychic powers. The thick forests with external roots made for difficult terrain, in both combat and travelling both on the ground and aerial.

“We’ll have to fight them sooner or later.” Hector said. “Flying over them will be a gamble as well. We can always have the second legion assist us.”

“I can clear a path ahead, then take our transporter.” Pangea said.

“Not on your own, I hope.” Hector said. “Your eminence, at least let one of us accompany you or we can speak with the knights. Our assignment here is to investigate and if possible free the planet from the beasts and to investigate the knights who can somehow fight the beasts.”

>“I’ll go on my own and slay a few. I’ve faced worse, captain. Wait at the gates while I assess the beasts.”
>“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”
>Write-in

>>6165491
>“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”

>>6165491
>We will go to the knightly orders.

Once we have the local view, we might meet Johnson with a force of astartes, to give him a taste of imperial powers.

>>6165491
>“I’ll go on my own and slay a few. I’ve faced worse, captain. Wait at the gates while I assess the beasts.”

>>6165491
>“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”

>>6165491
>“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”
I want to see how bad the knights are.

>>6165491
>>“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”

>>6165491
>“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”

>>6165921
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>>6165549
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“We’ll go to the city’s knight order, maybe get some information before we make a decision.”

Hector released a heavy sigh of relief.

“Good idea, your eminence.”

The Order of The Gilded Griffons lived up to their name. Golds and other shining metals decorated the half of the meager castle. The knights wore golden wreathes or gauntlets made of gold. Instead of a primitive plate or chainmail, the armors moved like power armor and Pangea noticed the life support pack. Not only power armors, but rifles similar to bolters, albeit smaller.

“Halt!” A gilded knight said. “What’s your business?”

“I’m here on—”

“I didn’t question you, woman!” The knight snapped and pointed at Hector. “I grow impatient, say your piece merchant!”

“She is the merchant, I am her partner.” Hector said.

“Very well.” The knight sneered. “What business do you have, woman?”

Pangea smiled politely.

“Good sir, I am here to inquire how the beasts are slain here for I am tasked to bring the hides of the beasts.” Pangea said. “Of course, for reward I will make a handsome contribution for the security of this city.”

The knight huffed.

“Very well. I’ll lead you to our Grand Master. But your companions will wait outside the Grand Master’s office.”

Pangea nodded.

“I accept, thank you kind sir.”

fter much bribing and false promises Pangea learned the beast’s nature. Despite their appearances and psychic abilities, the beasts could be slain through conventional means. Be it stubbers or blades, physical weapons dealt damage. With strategy and overwhelming numbers, the beasts were easy prey even beasts with unique features. The only thing to fear of the beasts were the appearance of an enlarged head with its brain exposed. These beasts were known as mind-flayers. The origins however, remained in mystery, devolved into folklore.

“A swamp of corruption?”

“Aye, that's what the story was about. Not sure if you know since the locals are used to this but beware of this, girl.” The grandmaster said steadily. “Caliban is a living planet and will try to kill you if you are outside. The forest despises anything outside its inhabitants.”

The grandmaster handed Pangea a leather journal.

“These are guidelines for encounters you might face in the forest if you are brave enough to continue. And another thing.” The grandmaster said with an utmost serious gaze. “Stay away from The Order. I’m not sure what the locals have told you but it’s led by an inhuman giant. Don’t let their heroism fool you.”

“Of course, thank you for your time.”

Outside the castle, Pangea sighed as she walked out.

For now, Pangea knew this.

The beasts were killable despite their psychic abilities and have been slain by knights through modern weaponry. The beasts may be from a Chaos origin. The knights were normal humans, and The Order’s leader was a giant, or the leader wore power armor that made him look taller, many explanations could be applied to this mysterious leader.

>This mattered little, she has done her job. The second legion will be unleashed in Caliban.
>Pangea chose to travel up north to meet The Order after gaining more information [write-in any questions and they will be collected and I will release a short update]
>Write-in

Either way, Pangea will meet Lion don’t worry just under different circumstance

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>This mattered little, she has done her job. The second legion will be unleashed in Caliban.

>>6165980
>Pangea chose to travel up north to meet The Order after gaining more information

>Write in question
>You call yourselves The Order. you seem to think you're rather special, compared to the other knights. Why is that?

Qm, link me to the start of this ARC so I can start reading from there.

>>6165980
>Pangea chose to travel up north to meet The Order after gaining more information

>>6165980
>Pangea chose to travel up north to meet The Order after gaining more information [write-in any questions and they will be collected and I will release a short update]
We are exterminating your biosphere, you in nerds?

>>6165980
>Pangea chose to travel up north to meet The Order after gaining more information [write-in any questions and they will be collected and I will release a short update]
What makes you so different from all the other knightly orders on this planet? What is the most important aspect of being a leader?

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Pangea chose to travel up north to meet The Order after gaining more information. The Order has been confirmed to be led by a giant where his feats have been inhuman and his strategies perfect. As Pangea gained more information, she could not tell if the Grand Master was a primarch material or made from folklore.

“We’ll be heading north, we’ll be investigating The Order. I have a feeling this Grand Master is a primarch.” Pangea said. “Quimby, start the ship. I got a map from the locals will you be able to navigate?”

Inside the ship’s cockpit, Quimby read the parchment, her eyes scanned the various legends and locations along with a data slate that translated the map. Luna’s head rested on Pangea’s lap, soaking in the gentle pats.

“Yes, your eminence. We can fly out.”

“Good, prepare the ship and set a course for the North. The Order’s fortress is large enough to be seen so we’ll make our stop there. Denog, Hayward, and Ontyep, there should be turrets at the starboard, stern and port. Arm them incase we face flying beasts. Diani, a cup of tea please.”

“At once, my lady.”

Pangea nursed the steaming cup in hand and sat in the back while Diani acted as the co-pilot. For the next hour, nothing seemed to be chasing the ship or even turbulent weather. The ship flew underneath the blanket of grey sky.

“Ms.Nos, can I ask you a question?”

“If I can answer it.” Diani said.

“How did you meet the princess?”

Diani smiled, she regaled their meeting and the adventures that occurred. From Pangea’s sacrifice at Chemos, the subjugation of Verona and a year of psyker and cult hunting. Quimby wiped the streaming tears away.

“To think your eminence had sacrificed yoru dignity for someone you didn’t know…” Quimby snorted in a snot. “I’m touched.”

“Uh huh…” Pangea said. “Well, I wouldn’t be here without Diani, that’s for certain.”

“You give me too much credit, my lady.” Diani said.

“I think I give you too little.” Pangea said.

The radar suddenly shrieked out a siren. Quimby’s slobbering face jolted out.

“We got thirteen bogeys.” Quimby flipped the coms. “Stern what do you see?”

“Whole lot of beasts and more!”

The radar’s second pulse revealed more following.

“If we keep going north we might put the inhabitants in danger!” Quimby said. “Your eminence!”

>“Keep going and steer toward The Order’s fortress, they have an anti-air defense. They’ll question us how we managed to get through.”
>“Have the guns fire, I’ll go up and take care of the beasts myself. The Order might question us but it’s better than taking an unnecessary risk.”
>Write-in