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You are Lieren of Nothing, Leader of the rebellion against the Tyrants of Yan, Great hunter of the wilds, bringer of prosperity and benevolence, Hero of the common folk, friend of the virtuous, Slayer of the twin dragons of Gao, Ender of the Cui line, Inventor of firearms, and the wise philosopher who has created "The Journey" Which has spread throughout the lands and given hope to the people.

Having worked further to bring plenty and bounty to all beneath Lord Gao, you weakened his power structure by tricking him into calling for the heads of his most loyal of servants. Slaying Cui Fu the supreme warrior in combat and convincing the mountain lord Tao Song to accept his death for the good of the realm and family. Gathering your allies, you presented to them a new form of weapon, the firearm, and left Nothing to execute Lord Gao personally backed by Yin Lei's army.

Slaying the decadent slug, you judge his family and guests, saving the virtuous among them and turning to further prepare for the retaliation from The Yan kingdom, turning the lands you now lead into a veritable fortress and near unassailable by any mundane army who would dare invade.

Upon the outbreak of war, you allowed the general of Mao Jian to take the castle of one of the border lords who you had executed not long after lord Gao himself. Having thus lured the vanguard of the Yan into a trap, you sent Lai Song to harass the supply chain of the Yan army to weaken Mao's forces and keep reinforcements from arriving. Sending your trusted friend and confident Jinhai over the border with his own army, you took the castle of the lords of Dai with little bloodshed. And you yourself assassinated Mao Jian, brother of Lord Mao, and the generals and advisors that had accompanied him.

Sensing that the Yan army was regrouping and planning their next move, you spread your forces through the Dai lands and personally began to aid those who still lived within them, to try and share the prosperity you had nurtured in the lands formerly held by the Gao. But, knowing it would be foolish to let down your guard, you led a strike force to find the Yan army to ensure you would not be taken by surprise when they did gather the courage to launch another attack.

Meeting Dai Niu, the Lord of the castle Jinhai captured, you approached him peacefully and held a parley with him, discovering him to be a virtuous man and saving him from assassination ordered by a distant cousin of his and servant of the Yan dynasty.

A man who you have decided to debate, so he will admit his masters are tyrannical, and then have him hung for his treachery
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>>4568748

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Calmly, and restraining your rage you feel towards this man, not only for the insults and lies he's spewed towards you like poison, not only because he has injured one of your closest friends and companions but because he would dare to betray his own kin for such a flimsy reason as talking with the enemy and threaten his own cousin with a fate so terrible, so dreadful, you cannot think of his words without feeling enraged. It is a simple task, turning your mind from searching for the quickest and most effective means of ending this Dog of the Yan's life, to a more productive road of thought. Namely, how you could get him to admit with his own words that the Yan are tyrants of the most terrible variety and reveal their sinful and cruel ways to all who are near enough hear him speak.

It should be an easy task, the man is in emotional turmoil, enraged near to the point of madness. All you have to do his prod and pull the strings that have been strung through his back, and he'll reveal the true face of the Yan Dynasty and expose their darkest secrets. If of course he doesn't catch onto your ploy as he speaks to you, but considering his current emotional and mental state, that is unlikely to occur. At least by your predictions.

Setting down you untouched glass of liquor, you clasp your hands together and rest them on the table, turning your head up to look at the "roof" of the tent as the Eunuch continues to hurl threats and insults towards Dai Niu and his children. It's amazing how he has yet to loose his composure in the face of such a wicked verbal assaulted. Respectable even.

"You claim I lie when I speak of the atrocities committed by nobility Yan, that Gao was a virtuous man that had the misfortune of trusting a devilish advisor" You say, using a soft and serene tone as you address the screeching Eunuch still laid out upon the packed dirt, beneath Feng's boot "That I spread corruption and devastation by simply walking upon Shangrala, that I am sorcerous overlord that wish to bring darkness and suffering to all the lands before my eyes"

Looking down, you turn your eyes to the squirming emissary who starts to hyperventilate and wheeze as you force him to look into your eyes by following his as he tries to look away and avoid your piercing gaze. Drool starts to flow from the corner of his mouth, over his blackened teeth.

"I must ask, do you have any proof to back up these outrageous things you've said about me and my great work?" You ask kindly, flashing a beaming grin as The Eunuch chokes as if his tongue was attempting to strangle the life out him.

"You're a usurper, reaching for more power after you already slaughtered your own master, with no title or family name. You deserve nothing and reach for everything" He manages to hiss out, looking as if the effort it took to merely speak that lie has greatly injured the man.

You tilt your head to the side by a few degrees and sigh.
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>>4568752

"Is there any benefit to remaining loyal to a master who purposefully harms the lands he stewards and torments not only his people but his own kin as well?" You ask with a frown, turning your gaze back onto the man's eyes as he wheezes and struggles to breath, kicking his legs and spitting as he tries to escape your attention, like a field mouse fleeing a farmer's foot "And that is not the proof I asked for, it is but another ridiculous claim"

You lean over the table, to get slightly closer to the man wriggling and writhing on the floor like a dying serpent.

"So again, I ask for proof that I am the devil you claim" You say calmly, widening your grin as you tilt your head back into a neutral position, maintaining your gaze into the man's eyes and souls.

"He was the rightful lord of those lands, it was his right to rule as he pleases. The Gao line had held those lands for generations, many generations" The Eunuch says, wincing and groaning as he speaks, trying to dance around providing evidence of your supposed crimes and sinful nature

"By what right? And you have yet to answer my previous questions. The Yan surely wouldn't leave a man who squandered the resources of the land he had been allowed to rule in their place in power, would they?" You ask as the Man cries out as if you've just struck him, like he has just been stabbed.

"By the right of nobility passed down by the celestial courts" He answers, panting and wheezing as he tried to squirm out from under your gaze "The right all lords hold by birth, passed onto them by the Yan themselves. You would dare accuse the heavens of choosing a poor ruler? you spread lies of the dead even now"

"No, but I would name you a poor liar, There is no such thing as divine rule. The Gao had ruled their lands for so long because the family has, for many generations allowed their people to starve to give a greater tribute to the Yan, and forced the people to die in the field and quarry to bring great wealth to the ruling dynasty, now I would ask you once again" You say, pushing your chair from the table to face the Eunuch directly.

Opening your eyes wide, you glare down at the liar and cause the very air he breaths to become caught in his throat.

"Stop avoiding my questions, where is the evidence, where is the benefit of serving a cruel idiot, by what right did the Gao have to abuse the people and land? They were raised to nobility for service to the Yan when they took power some centuries ago, were they not?" You say sternly as the man squirms and whimpers, shaking his head and trying to bite his tongue by not having the strength to even draw blood

"You have no right, you are but a farmer" He whispers, You growl through your teeth at him.

"I do not want excuses, I want answers, so tell me Dog! Or can you not?!" You bark as the man whines and cries, thrashing around and blubbering like a child left alone in the dark
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>>4568753

"Tell me, what evidence is there of these crimes, of the sinful nature you claim me to have"

"You have hung lords and generals and taxmen, scholars and soldiers alike and taken their lands. You've created an army to wage war against the rest of Yan" He hisses, closing his eyes and shuddering as he speaks, quivering with every word that leaves his lips "Built upon the corpses of faithful servants"

"Yet those lands now prosper after generations of ill rule, no longer do men starve, no longer do they freeze to death in their own homes. There has not been a great sickness since I began my work. You speak of these men as if they were virtuous men, good men, but I have seen the truth of them as I now see the truth of you" You reply calmly, flexing your fingers and stretching your arms slightly as you speak "I had no plans to invade the further lands of Yan, if they would have only left my people alone to prosper, the army was built in the response I foresaw when I slew Gao Liwei. Each of those men, were a blight upon his lands. I followed the orders Gao had given me, to bring prosperity to his lands. This"

You smirk

"Was merely the most effective way of doing so, removing those who would impede the ascension of the common man and refuse to share the bounty I brought with others" You continue on, moving your hands from each other and then crossing your arms over your chest "The Gao were merely the last obstacle to bring true prosperity to his Lands, and raising up the people who lived upon them"

The Eunuch remains silent.

"These hands have shed noble blood, and have killed noble men, but do tell me, why would the Yan attack a land that now prospers well beyond any other Land beneath their rule, simply because the ruler had been removed from power?" You ask, tapping a finger against your arm as the Eunuch starts crying again "It would not be the first time a family has been removed from their seat, if I had killed them all it would not have been the first time such a slaughter had been carried out, so why do the Yan refuse to accept this as a legal exchange of power? I removed the foolish Liwei so I may raise up his lands and people to comfort and prosperity, why is this a crime in the eyes of the Yan?"

"Liar" The man manages to mutter "Liar, you're a liar, its for your own gain"

"That is not what I asked, I asked why the Yan feel threatened by men seeking to better themselves and the lives of others?" You question calmly as the Man tries to close his eyes to avoid seeing yours.

"You preach destruction of tradition, to overthrow rightful kings and lords, you're gospel of insubordination and rebellion spreads like a poison" The Eunuch manages to spit out, you spit on the ground.
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>>4568754

"The Journey I have taught to many and encouraged to spread, only speaks of removing Tyrants, those who would abuse others and force them down paths that they do not wish to follow, those who would subjugate and oppress their brothers in life" You reply calmly, smiling once again, genially and gently "So are all those of noble blood tyrants?"

"That is a vague description, easily exploited and expanded to include nearly any man in a position of power" The man mutters before you laugh.

"It is quite clear, I went to great lengths describing the characteristics of a tyrant" You say with a grin, having almost caught the Eunuch in admitting you have just cause for opposing the Yan and their followers "So tell me, do the Yan want my head because they are Tyrants? Because they see a distorted image of me, or for some other reason? Why would they oppose wise rule, a rule that benefits the people and lands, but support a tyrant who wasted much potential wealth and talented men over petty grudges and his own pride"

He says nothing just staring ahead breathing heavily, his flesh turned a sickly pale color, sweat and tears beading down his face as he struggles to keep his composure and come up with another flimsy argument for you to kick over.

"Why would they do such a thing? The lands that once suffered beneath Gao rule, are now rich with commodities and food, not one man goes hungry, the roads are safe enough for women to travel unaccompanied, and I have turned the starved masses into a stalwart and capable army" You say coldly, frowning as the Man begins to wail and cry, unable to even call you a liar "Why do the Yan seek to kill me then? to return the Gao to power, when I have brought such prosperity and progress. Why do they fear me? Why do they spread terrible lies and falsehoods about me? For what reason?"

"You are poisoning the land, making it weak, emboldening the peasantry, removing traditions and history and replacing them with an insipid gospel that turns men into docile animals who'd give their wealth and homes away if they were so pressed. You curse the very soul of our nation and call it sinful" The Eunuch raves, eyes wide and bulging out of his skull, his already frayed mind tearing as he struggles to argue against what you say.

"Cui Fu said the same, that I weakened the land and people for some foul purpose, I took his head for he and the Lord Cui who came before turned their home into a wasteland that will take perhaps decades to fully recover and allowed bandits to prey upon his people in an effort to make them strong" You say calmly, letting out a sigh before you continue to speak, relaxing your shoulders and releasing your tension " was he the lord the Yan wish to have? Do they wish to leave sadists like Gao in power? The Man who ordered the deaths of Cui Fu and all of the Tao"

"By your manipulations" the Eunuch snarls before crying out as if he's been stabbed again.
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>>4568755

"By his paranoia" You reply, shaking your head once to show your spite "Is the soul of the Yan sadism, decadence, excess and mindless indulgence? Is that why they oppose me, because I refuse to accept such things as good, to accept their gospel of decay as the only way to live? Is it because I am not an easily controlled fool eager to please my masters. Or..."

You stand from your chair and glare at the foul creature beneath your feet

"Because they fear the power I have given to the common man, the unity I have spread through the land and peasantry, like tyrants" You accuse, sneering as the Eunuch closes his eyes.

"You have no place, no right to step as far as you have. It is not their place, to rise above the stations of their birth. If they are commanded to die, they shall die, if they are ordered to give up their daughters, they must" He says unable to avoid your questioning anymore, breaking from your interrogation "it is the natural order of things, the peasantry, farmers, hunters, workers, fishermen, whatever they are, are born to serve the nobility and appease them. If they declare they are to be given an entire harvest or all the wealth in their lands, they shall, it is their right"

"Given by who?" You ask as the Eunuch whimpers

"I do not know, it is how it is, it is how it should be, the strong stand above the weak" He cries "It is the order of Yan, of Shangrala, of Humanity. We need leaders, we need guides, you are breaking tradition and natural order for what? so peasants can eat well? can live comfortably? the meaning of their lives, their very existences is toil. is it Tyrannical simply to follow the role given to you upon birth? To partake in the privilege allowed to them by birth and station? It is the way things should be, the Nobility command and peasantry obey, you are spreading dangerous ideas and gospel, upsetting the balance, the way things should remain! Is it tyranny to simply rule?! What right do you have to name the Yan tyrants, you are nothing and come from nothing! their bloodlines have ruled for generations and you dare to stand against them, to work against them!?"

"So you admit it, you serve tyrants and they lie about me to appear as moral and right" You say as the man cries and whimpers, nodding, utterly defeated by your words "So fools will continue to bow their heads and not harbor rebellious thoughs"

You turn to Feng and nod.

"Feng, take this man and hang him as we have done with all the decadent fools that came before him" You command, swinging your arm out for emphasis as your friend nods, still bleeding from the wound the Eunuch gave him, painting his cheek crimson.

"All of your followers will die for your pride, your hubris. The Yan will rule as is their right, and you shall not be able to stop them. You will fail, Lieren of nothing!" The eunuch spits as he's lead away "You struggle against human nature! against the command of the celestial courts! and you shall die for it"
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>>4568757

"Make sure to give him a proper burial" You say, turning back to Dai Niu, who has been listening and drinking for the duration of your "Debate" with his traitorous cousin. His sons look horrified, stricken with shock, a dread realization having taken hold of their minds. That they serve Tyrants.

Smiling genially, you clasp your hands together once again and bow

"Now back on the topic at hand, I am willing to export as much supplies as it takes to keep your people fed, Dai niu" You say happily as the old general nods and swallows hard "if you allow me to interfere further in the lands your family rules"
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What do you do after the Parley, Lieren?
> Officially welcome the Dai into your alliance and forces and return Dai castle to Niu
> Secretly ally the Dai to your forces, giving you a hidden knife against the Yan's back
>Discuss the intricacies of your philosophy to Lord Dai and his sons.
>Return to the lands you hold, and allow Dai Niu to decide his path for himself.
> Write in?
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>>4568759
>Discuss the intricacies of our philosophy
>offer him open or secret alliance, either suits us but it is up to him.

A secret alliance could allow him to move amongst the Yan and gather allies for a betrayal.
An open alliance is an increase in our forces and allows him to see his family and ancestral home again.
So the choice is really his.
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>>4568759
>>Discuss the intricacies of your philosophy to Lord Dai and his sons.
>Officially welcome the Dai into your alliance and forces and return Dai castle to Niu
I'd like for them to join willingly, but their lands will join with or without them. They get to decide if it is with new leaders. With their army of infantry, we can face far larger forces without having to worry about being overwhelmed by hordes of fodder by integrating their spearmen into our formations
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>>4568842
I think the Dai are all willing to throw in with us, it's just a matter of how we wish for it to occur.

Your option isnt actually giving them a choice, its pushing for them to accept an open alliance
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>>4568759
>>Return to the lands you hold, and allow Dai Niu to decide his path for himself.

I believe we've made our case as clear as possible for the moment.
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D-didn't we cross the battlelines specifically to find out what the Yan are planning??
Going back now, when we HAVEN'T done figured out the Yan's plans sounds quite self-defeating to me.
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>>4568759
>Discuss the intricacies of your philosophy to Lord Dai and his sons.
Figure out the Yan's plans.
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>>4568759
>Discuss the intricacies of your philosophy to Lord Dai and his sons.
>Return to the lands you hold, and allow Dai Niu to decide his path for himself.
Dai will come to us.

>>4568879
I think that was just us overestimating our enemy, a rare error.
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>>4568759
>Discuss the intricacies of your philosophy to Lord Dai and his sons
>offer him open or secret alliance, either suits us but it is up to him.
This is gonna be good.
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>>4568759
>>Return to the lands you hold, and allow Dai Niu to decide his path for himself.
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>>4568759
>Write-In
>Discuss the intricacies of your philosophy to Lord Dai and his sons.
>Give them back their castle and lands. And ask them if they at least would like a truce between us as well giving us the possibility to continue our war against the Yang, if they don t consider joining our rebellion but don t want to fight us.
>Continue with our scouting of Yang lands, and do swift attacks against other Yang forces for see how strong they are and how many they are. Destroy symbols of Yang power along the way, and give useful gifts (food, tools, medicines and so on) to the common men of the villages we will pass.
>Send spies ahead of us our forces for see what it can be done for obtain more information about the Yang army or armies. During their mission this spies, can also capture messangers and send them back to their forces with changed orders causing chaos. They should leave along the way copies of the Journey too.
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>>4568759
Supporting this
>>4568839
First of all, the only reason to stop the adavance of a succesful campaign against an enemy in dissarray is stretching the frontline too thin or lacking a proper line of command, transport, resousce distribution, etc. We have all those things and also a fortress with a general that knows all the lands close and all the nearby lords. I think we should go full "open alliance" with Dai and just march at intervals (capture a fortress or set of fortresses and then make sure everyone is loyal and stablish proper supply lines, also take all advantageous terrain and build small forts), we repeat the process as much as we can and send raiding parties to keep the yan in disarray and ignorance. Second, we just made this people see the Yan and most supporters as depraved, sadistic tyrants. If we now not only offer them resources progress and stability, but also give them the choice and allow them to decide what they want to do from now on (which is and extremely difficult decission with long term impact and we lack the info about Dai and the Yan to make it properly), we prove beyond any doubt that we are not a tyrant and that if we ever act like a tyrant is out of pure necessity and not out of pleasure (this prevents being acussed of hipocresy when we have to take harsh measures or when we join the Emperor and have to do warcrimes to win).
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>>4569007
Support
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>>4569007
Yep, this is good too, so basically this>>4568839
Combined with >>4569007
We allow Dai to decide and meanwhile we keep the yan forces in a constant administrative and tactical nightmare while also making more and more population loyal to the journey.
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>>4568839
supporting this. it's the best of both world and allows for self determination
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>>4569839
I was about to say.
There's a guardsman quest, a khorne quest, and another guardsman quest. Maybe a few more. The only ones that were here first are Man of Iron and Chapter Master.
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>>4569851
In fairness, The Khorne quest was a guy who kept trying to do 40k quests in the past but either flaked or got the QMs curse in full force.

Not so much copying a trend as trying to get back to Qming
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>>4569839
Well, I say the more the merrier.
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>>4569839
Imitation is the greatest form of flattery, malal should feel proud.
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>>4569851
Don’t forget a Mechanicus quest, that one looks promising so far
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>>4569839
I wonder why this quest succeeded so much. The recognizable setting and how it was written probably had a large role to play but that wouldn't explain how it was able to punch through 2000 posts in the first thread. There was a specific flavor to the abundant discussion,pragmatic lore analysis and planning that felt eerily familiar.
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>>4570080
I'd say a combination of very good writing, beloved setting and a high power level. An imperial guardsman can be a good protagonist for a quest, but he has little agency. A primarch has the ability to fundamentally change a world.
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>>4570080
>>4570094
FREQUENT UPDATES
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>>4570080
I'd say its the characterisation, both of MC and others, in combination with a detailed and interesting world. Throw in the fact its a decent power fantasy in a well-known setting to attract initial attention and it makes sense. Also >>4570098.
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>>4570080
Malal writes ridiculously fast.
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Calling the vote now

Discuss philosophy with Dai Niu and his sons: 9
Offer either form of alliance to your Dai:4
Make an open alliance with the Dai:1
Return to the Dai lands and let Niu decide his path himself: 3
Give back the castle and lands and ask if they would at least like a truce: 3
Continue scouting Yan Lands: 3
Send spies ahead to learn of the Yan's plan and sow chaos and spread the journey: 3

Total votes: 11

Alright So Lieren will discuss his philosophy with Lord Dai and his sons, and since there's a total of 6 votes for returning the Dai their lands and castle, I'll have Lieren mention the possibility of doing so.

Writing the update now

>>4569950
Well if I did inspire them to start those quests, I'm happy I did. since it means that more people are having a good time. Same reason I'm glad people enjoy this quest.

You know besides the fact it's a blast to write Lieren and people reacting to him and his actions.

>>4570094
>>4570100
Thanks!

>>4570105
Yeah its a talent of mine.

>>4570098
Wish I was doing them a little bit quicker, desu

>>4570080
I love all the discussion, and the rare meme. Also going to once again give props to the guy who made that fog panther legion/ chapter symbol. That thing is amazing
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>>4570184
I feel like a parley without discussing possible defections or alliances is an endeavour missing the point.

But oh well.
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"Is it truly possible to have such a bountiful harvest, mid season?" Dai Gang asks as his aging father swirls a small vial of liquid fertilizer around, gripping the glass tube between his fingers as he inspects it "is this alchemy of yours truly able to encourage such unnatural growth"

"If it is correctly utilized, the lands I lead have adopted this method, along with other methods to aid in the growth and yield of crops, to great effect. if the land is treated with a mixture of minerals and vitamins, along with a suitable fertilizer buried beneath the seeds and another like the one I have shown your father, is mixed into the water you douse over the field or pipe" You start to explain as Gang looks at you as if you were speaking in a foreign tongue or speaking an incantation to call upon the divine. Smiling kindly you nod your head once

"Yes, the alchemy is quite potent, and has the benefit of not spoiling the land, no matter how long it is used to encourage the crops to grow larger and quicker" You say, deciding to explain it in a method that men not accustomed to the the knowledge you've shared and spread so freely

"Amazing, and you would give such a miracle to our lands, for nothing in exchange? No payment or pact?" Gang asks giddily as One of his young brothers, a man with a thin mustache mimicking his father's own well groomed style, taps his knuckles against one of the squashes you've brought along with you, in case you found any villages that needed convincing to accept your gifts.

"I would offer you the hand of one my own daughters, any one of them yet unwed" Dai Niu says, as amazed as his sons are at the "miracle elixir" you've brought to show them, after Gang asked how exactly you were getting so much food, if not by divine aid "I'd name you my own son, adopt you into my house"

You shake your head, and let out a soft chuckle.

"I am greatly humbled by your offer, but I have no desire for such things. the last lord of the Gao offered me a similar bargain, to control me, you see. All I wish is to help my fellow man, and ensure not a single one of my brothers or sisters born to Shangrala suffer famine or hardship again" You explain with a kind smile as Niu sighs and laughs, Gang joining him as well as the Other sons continue to inspect the gourd, trying to find any sign of trickery or obvious celestial intervention upon it "To be rewarded for such a simple act, does not interest me. I will have to unfortunately refuse your generous offer"

"That is a part of The Journey, is it not? To aid others when able to? To be generous without any reason besides that you are able to be. To seek to understand your fellow man and give unto them kindness" Dai Niu says, setting the vial gently down upon the table, Gang reaches for it himself, tugging at his braided beard as he does so.
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>>4570228

"Yes, one of its many facets. It also reflects another teaching, one of the other four core tenants in fact" You say kindly as you turn your eyes to Gang, who is now swirling the vial of fertilizer much like his father had been doing mere moments before "Nurturing the land, sharing and ensuring the spread of prosperity"

"And defending both, if those Journeymen who preach your word are to be believed" Dai Niu adds, clasping his hands together, smiling as you nod "I've never before heard of men caring for nature, it is a queer but understandable thought. To respect the world we as civilized men stand apart from"

"If nature falls ill, so does civilization" You explain, as the old man nods his head, closing his eyes and reflecting on the small wisdom you have gifted him.

"I have never thought of it like that before, but your words ring true" He replies after a few moments of reflection, reaching for his still half filled glass of liquor to sip from again. After swishes the drink around his mouth and swallows, he speaks again "But one thing that remains confusing to me, is your acceptance that all things shall fade and die one day, that life is transient"

"And thus knowing all life shares equal value, from the smallest creature to the mightiest king" You say, eyes narrowed with joy and smile turned to a bright, beaming grin "What of the concept confuses you? I figured it was quite easily understood"

"No no, I understand it, my words were vague forgive me, Lieren" Dai Niu says, lifting up his glass and swirling the drink resting within, watching it as though it was a work of art "I am simply confused as to how you and the students of The Journey can be so"

He smacks his lips, closing his eyes again as he ponders how to describe exactly what is confusing him, to put it into words

"Accepting of death, of the transience of life, and yet to not mourn it but rather revel in the fact that all things come to an end" He says after a few moments of thought "it is a grim gospel to be sure, and one that the Yan have been trying to twist to reflect negatively upon your work"

You nod, clapping your hands together and sighing as you turn your eyes to the roof of the tent once more

"Well, why would one cling to life, when there is no method to make it endless? You live and you die. It is natural to die, to try and step from the cycle of life and death, is to height of foolishness. Men and all creatures large and small will come to an end one day, all works shall be forgotten someday, and all castles and civilizations shall turn to dust" You say serenely, calmly as Dai Niu winces, obviously uncomfortable being forced to recognize the fleeting nature of himself and all he knows. Few men can easily accept such a truth
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>>4570233

"But" You say, raising on your hands up as you continue on "that does not mean all you do has no point or worth. Even the smallest actions echo into the future, changing the world for good or ill. Even though one day all you have built and done shall turn to legend, and then myth and then be lost, even though all you know shall one day return to dust and ash, know that all you have done, from the greatest cruelty to the smallest kindness, has shaken the world and changed the course of history. The ripples of our actions, how we effect others, the changes we wrought rather by intent or purpose shall far outlast our own lives and even the very memory that we ever lived"

Dai Niu takes a deeper drink from his glass, and you pause to all his mind to process the new information you have revealed to him.

"So we simply do not fear death and the fading of memory, all things shall once be forgotten, but their presence and influence shall truly fade" You explain happily "It is one of the truths of the Journey, and how I myself of course view my own mortality. If life continues or simply ends does not concern me, if I shall see the changes I have brought through different eyes, does not bother me in the slightest. Simply that I have lived at all, and would have changed the world if I had simply remained a farmer, is enough for me to greet the fate that awaits me and all things peacefull"

"So you do not worship death, like Mao Bolin had claimed as he fled deeper into Yan with the rest of those cowards?" Gang asks, making his father tighten his jaw

"We are still enemies, my son" He says simply, his eldest bowing his head and looking ashamed by the slip of his tongue "Even if we may not remain as such by the days end, presently we stand against this most benevolent of men"

"Not at all, we worship nothing, its simply a school of thought, a teaching, a guide. Describing a Journey, and path of life. I do not hold it as gospel or divine revelation, it is merely a collection of thoughts, stories, beliefs and wisdom" You explain with a chuckle "Do they truly believe that I would tell anyone to praise death? All I say is to accept it, and not fear it"

"It is one of the many lies they tell of you, Humble Lieren" Dai Niu says, sounding utterly disgusted that such things are said of you and those would name themselves your students "But that explains my question quite succinctly, Though I will admit that I only have a passing knowledge of your collected wisdom, I've heard the chants and mantras the "Journeymen" speak in mediation, I've heard the sayings they repeat in the face of torture or even death itself, the stories you've told them, the lesson taught"

"If you wish, I always keep at least one copy of the Journey close at hand, I would be happy to gift you one for your own personal studies if you are curious of what my philosophy actually entails, free of any lies or falsehood" You say, smirking as you tempt Lord Dai further away from the Yan
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>>4570236

"I would be hanged for keeping such a treasure, if I remain serving the Yan" Dai Niu laughs, taking another sip of Dragon's spit before he sets his glass down "But they have tried to kill me once already, so I do not see the harm in keeping such a tome in my possession"

"So we are breaking with the Yan then?" Gang asks, glancing to his father meekly.

Dai Niu simply nods, and you feel a great warmth and joy surge through your body. You have removed another portion of the Yan army, with only a handful of deaths.

"If only because they betrayed our trust first, I shall not serve a kingdom that will have my head for merely seeking to ensure my family's well being" Dai Niu says, snorting through his nose as he turns to look you in your eyes, managing to hold his gaze longer than most men "Though, the idea of being forced to oppose the man who saved my life and only seeks to better the world, has also influenced my decision"

Gang nods, smiling proudly as the other sons cheer and holler, having began dissecting the near man sized vegetable you've brought to their attention.

"For I cannot, in good conscience, remain the enemy of a man who I owe my life and the lives of my children to" Dai Niu says raising his glass

"Oh!" You say, somewhat surprised you didn't have to even bargain or suggest the idea to Lord Dai yourself, but proud and awed that he has such a virtuous heart to come to such a conclusion himself , even if it is the wise thing to do "Well then I shall offer your lands and castle back to you, for if you are now a neutral party in this war, I cannot in good conscience myself, continue occupying your home with my own army"

"Why would you need to do such a thing? We are turning our coat to your banner, Lieren" Dai Niu says, laughing as he notices the surprise on your face, have momentary it may be.

"I must be one of the few men who can claim he has shocked a giant" He cackles, shaking his head, before frowning "It's only the wise thing to do, after all. You saved my life, I am in your debt, and after all...why should one continue to serve a foolish and cruel master"

Lord Dai grins, twirling the ends of his mustache around his finger

"And, I will also, as a new servant or vassal or ally, whatever you wish to call me, present to you all I know of the Yan army's current movements and location" He says happily as his other sons move to the table, one of the younger ones eating a raw slice of Squash as they do so "The Dai may be turtles, but we shall not merely roll over when struck. The Yan have betrayed their contract with us, and a better, more worthy master has made himself known"

Bowing his head, he raises his glass into the air

"For prosperity and benevolence for a thousand years and a thousand years more" He proclaims, slamming his glass onto the table "For the downtrodden and abused, May the Yan choke on their hubris"

And with that he downs his drink.
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>>4570238

What do you say after such a show, Lieren?
> "I welcome you to my side as an equal Dai Niu, I shall gather my forces so you may meet your new brothers in arms"
> "I will not force you to aid me, but if you wish to I shall not stop you. All men must find their own path in life after all"
>" Let us keep this a secret, if you are able to stomach such deciet, act as though you remain a loyal vassal to the Yan, but in reality remain as a knife against their throat"
> "Well, if that is your decision, you may return home, I will send a messenger ahead to alert my forces you are no longer our enemy....as there are somethings I wish to do myself before returning to my army"
> Write in?
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>>4570239
> "Well, if that is your decision, you may return home, I will send a messenger ahead to alert my forces you are no longer our enemy....as there are somethings I wish to do myself before returning to my army"
Share meds?
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>>4570233
>all castles and civilizations shall turn to dust
I think this will be the thing that Emps purges us over, our acceptance of the inevitable end of Humanity by something (internal or external) probably would horrify or annoy him severely. Given his obsession with the idea that humanity will become immortal entities and such. That and / or our evaluation of "all life" as having value, which is a distinctly anti-imperial thought even in 30k.

>>4570239
> "I welcome you to my side as an equal Dai Niu, I shall gather my forces so you may meet your new brothers in arms"

Only issue I've got with this is saying "as an equal" when he's specifically specifying an intent to be a vassal. Even if we're not into the whole "ruler-on-high" shtick, the phrasing is very important as a verbal agreement of intent / terms. Still, assuming its just saying "as an equal" as in "virtuous man" that's fine.
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>>4570239
>I welcome you as an equal
>I shall send a message to my forces, but let us keep our alliance secret for but a few days more.

>Find another enemy army and catch them in the twin jaws of the Dai and our forces.
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>>4570252
My reasoning here, is that the enemy army would be delighted to have reinforcements against such a terrifying foe, before swords are plunged into their back.
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>>4570239
>>4570251
Weather Lieren likes it or not, there will be people who actually want to be his vassals/servants/underlings.
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>>4570257
Yeah I know which is part of why I want to be very specific, best to avoid confusion and try to create more equals.
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>>4570239
>> "I welcome you to my side as an equal Dai Niu, I shall gather my forces so you may meet your new brothers in arms"
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>>4570239
>> "I will not force you to aid me, but if you wish to I shall not stop you. All men must find their own path in life after all"
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>>4570239
> "I welcome you to my side as an equal Dai Niu, I shall gather my forces so you may meet your new brothers in arms"
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>>4570268
elector counts style of gov?
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>>4570340
That one could be one way to go. Less supreme ruler and more ideal to imitate while we propagate our idea to others, and leave the ruling to someone of the ones qualified and already ruling a province or another. Kind of like federation or union and similar in practice to the imperium.
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>>4570340
Elector counts are cool
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>>4570340
Wouldn’t suggest it. Alien shapeshifters are a thing in 40k.
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>>4570360
Shit since we're pretty much looking to form a full blown meritocracy at this point, our outlook on xenos might end up a bit skewed compared to the rest of the imperium.

Highly unlikely I know but it still could be a possibility... alright to be 100 percent frank I enjoy the asthetics of Tau armor over space marine armor and that's the only reason I'd vote to not purge all xenos outright.
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>>4570340
Maybe, but that's the thing too, being one of the smart primarchs, Lieren is also stupidly good at governing. While eventually allowing local governors is the best option, it'd be wise for lieren to still be able to build stuff throughout the provinces.
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>>4570362
The Empire actually has some xenos that are allowed to not get genocided. Mainly it's from periphery worlds, space stations, rogue trader crews and that kind of stuff, but if the T'au were discovered by someone important enough, they definitely could find a way to get them not-killed. But of course, for that, we'd need to live all the way to 35th millenia and that's a lot of fucking time considering all of the loyalist primarchs kinda disappeared some time after horus, one by one, in their own ways.
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>>4570360
Yes, and if it is an election for life, its the same as hereditary only the dynasty periodically changes. The investment and opportunities to infiltrate the highest levels of governance are similar to trying to infiltrate any other noble dynasty, as any eligible governor or high king or whatever would already be the ruler of a province and thus of an established noble house or whatever that province practices.
>>4570371
That can be done as a business or some kind of private organization whatever. It also allows us to easily integrate other civilizations by keeping them internally self-contained.

It will also give us experience in both imperial integration and imperial policies while being inherently a even more hands off type of primarch who may have a few megacorps following in his wake and doing business that may perhaps improve quality of living and productivity of the average pleb and the rising profit margins and total valuation of the highborn.
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>>4570417
“Those who vote decide nothing. Those who count the vote decide everything.”
― Joseph Stalin

They don’t need to reach the highest levels. They just need to subvert one election. Besides, glorified popularity contests are a terrible to choose leaders especially world wide leaders.
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>>4570430
not popularity contest. technocratic powersharing basically. its pretty much a recognition that regional powerbrokers or strongmen or whomever sits atop the powerstructure of city a, landmass b, port c etc, meet up and discus who the next head honcho is.

This would pretty much include only people in the position of someone like Gao or Dai.

It comes prepackaged with a hard limit to the number of voters that still can function as a direct democracy and do not need any kind of vote counters or anything. Think of it more like the council of cardinals the catholic church has. Its basically that same structure.

I mean we are not so insane as to give everyone the franchise, and beyond that de facto provice leaders can through rebelion veto their ruler, so why not give it a way to be expressed de jure so they can grin and bear it for one generation and do not have to do it de facto.

And yeah, if it is a elector count system it means that the ruler of the province has one vote, so that means having to reach some pretty high levels as not even the highborn have the vote - only the ruler of a province has it.

That being said any system has vulnerabilities. hereditary rulers can be disappeared and reappeared conveniently, appointees can be switched, etc.


This one does have some vulnerabilities but at the same time some security as well. Every potential candidate is also a voter and every one of them already comes with a work history in ruling their own province.

Also the ones doing the voting are also doing the counting. They are few enough to do it.
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>>4570438
>>4570430
More than that i doubt its going to be a secret vote. these are people who will loudly claim their support for candidate a or b and that is also their vote. If your vote can be intimidated out of you then you ought not be an autonomous province but someones vassal and integrated into that.
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Honestly, this talk of actual democracy is dumb. It's fucking 40K, any attempt at democracy will end horribly. We're better off just having your normal noble lords and shit.

Are you people TRYING to get our worlds destroyed by genestealers, xenos and chaos cultists?
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>>4570239
> "I will not force you to aid me, but if you wish to I shall not stop you. All men must find their own path in life after all"
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>>4570458
>It's fucking 40K, any attempt at democracy will end horribly
Not really, democratic systems are actually arguably more resistant to chaos since they require either the complex subversion of numerous political systems (election counters, monitors, police, etc) or the subversion of a significant and unified portion of the population. That or the 1-in-a-trillion human that manages to sneak into power and be chaos-following without being detected but they'd occur with nobility anyway.

Further we know that democratic systems exist in the Imperium, even after 10,000 years of constant fighting and chaotic troubles. In these far more ideal times, we can certainly make such methods work.

>Genestealers
Not around for another few thousand years, not a significant problem for roughly 10,000. Beyond the scale of this quest unless we change to decades-per-turn. Even then, Genestealers are not actually a threat unless you've got Tyranids or you are completely inattentive to the risk of such infiltration (unlikely since such technology is even used by humans occasionally).

Even if you've got Tyrannids, they aren't that bad if you aren't fighting a N-front war and in a consistent decline as a civilisation. They lack shields for example, meaning that they've massive vulnerabilities to many Imperial ship classes.

>xenos
I fail to see how democracy results in Xeno-annihilation of our people.

>chaos cultists
Because a persistent noble class proves so effective at combating the threat of chaos.
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>>4570488
>complex subversion
It’s actually very easy, one of the easiest as a matter of fact. Democracy by design is sluggish, causes society to fragment along party lines, and only effective if the people that vote understand what they are (meaning who ever controls the news controls the world).
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>>4570526
*voting for
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>>4570458
Democracy? The proposed system is more like a Oligarchy that has a tiny bit of a democratic feature,in that the oligarchs elect the new head honcho.

Think of it as only the Electoral system of the US, but no one gets to vote for them, because the state governor is the Elector, and they vote for one Presidente for life.

I mean it is probably the most resticted form of democracy you could think of, so much so restricted that you should perhaps call it something else because that something else is the main form of government and this is just some feature that happens once in a while, and has an electorate that is most likely to be informed on the issue.

I mean its worse than saying we have IRL pure capitalism when outside of a few city state and territories everyone is a mixed or state economy.

Vastly distorting the whole picture, just sayin
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>>4570534
*the state governor is most likely nobility who owns the bloody state to boot.
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>>4570526
>Democracy by design is sluggish
Depends on the scale, the method and the resources devoted. Anonymised ballot casting is a fairly slow process but only because we use a fairly limited number of counters. If you are doing a literal vote-with-feet or pledging of support in advance for a candidate (with ability to retract as wanted / needed), this is far less of an issue.

Further, why is being sluggish a bad thing? You would have a point if I wanted a democratic military but we are talking civilian administration and such here, not frontline decision making or high command planning.

>causes society to fragment along party lines
Depends on if you use the first-past-the-post system rather than weighted voting. With the latter, you can support multiple parties and candidates to varying degrees meaning that you don't have to choose left or right or liberal or labour or conservative or pink or green. It does complicate vote tabulation but not beyond the point of reason.

>only effective if the people that vote understand what they are *voting for
Which is not a complex decision most of the time. Hell, even today it isn't that complex of a decision or that difficult: if you care about your vote, contact your potential representatives, find out their policies, ask questions, look into the party mandates for their governments and their past actions.

>meaning who ever controls the news controls the world
I don't feel this is a realistic concern given the simple fact that there is no news industry currently. At best there are town criers and even then I've my doubts given the absolute isolation of communities until our road network's completion. Even speaking longer term, the investment costs for a privately owned radio or telegraph network (or constituent part of a greater network) for our society currently seem beyond almost anyone's capacity. Even speaking longer term than that, chances are we're going to develop a pseudo-internet before major conglomeration of media interests can occur. Which, in turn given our philosophies and primarch intelligence, we will regulate better than any human can comprehend most likely. At that point, it is more realistic to worry about fringe elements taking advantage of the free exchange of information, the exact opposite of your proposed issue.
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>>4570239
>>" Let us keep this a secret, if you are able to stomach such deceit, act as though you remain a loyal vassal to the Yan, but in reality remain as a knife against their throat"
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Calling the vote now, sorry for the wait.

Well if that is your decision:1
I welcome you as equal:4
I shall send a message, let us keep the alliance secret a few days more:1
Find another enemy:1
I will not force you to aid me: 2
Let us keep this a secret:1

Alright Lieren will respond by welcoming Dai Niu as an equal, and stating he will gather his forces so The Dai can be introduced to them

wRITING now
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And you lift your own, still having not taken a single sip of the strong intoxicant resting between its glass walls. With a a boisterous and merry laugh, you raise it above your head, intentionally spilling it over the edge to further show your feelings of appreciation and joy towards Dai Niu, for the man having the wisdom to see the truth of the matter and being virtuous enough to realize that loyalty to an idiotic and sadistic master is a worse poison than betraying said master for the good of the people and lands. He keeps his own glass raised, before setting it down, a bit red in the cheeks from the alcohol he's imbibed

"I welcome you to my side as as an equal, in both virtue and wisdom, Dai Niu" You say happily, setting the glass back down in front of you, before clapping your hands together, bowing your head quickly before finishing what you had began to tell the Lord of the Dai "I shall gather my forces, so you can meet with your new brothers in arms in person"

"As you so command, Lord Lieren" He says cheekily, no doubt knowing how uncomfortable you get when Lord precedes your name "I have fought besides Yin Lei before and only heard stories of Lai song, the other banners that march beneath you however are unknown to me, so it will be a good chance to learn exactly what the army of my new master lacks in terms of specialty and talent"

"We shall work hard to repay the debts the Dai owe unto you, Giant of Nothing" Gang says, pressing an open hand across his chest and over his heart "And to repay the Yan for their treachery"

The other present sons of Dai nod in agreement, several of them having now made a snack out of the squash you brought as a demonstration. Which is quite amusing, if only because it makes these grown and battle hardened men resemble children being given slices of fruit.

"As my eldest son has said, our service to you and your rebellion, is a form of giving our thanks, for your valiant actions earlier this day and to ensure the lands of Yan will no longer be ruled by the incompetent and cruel" Niu says, bowing his head for a moment before straightening his back with a wince "The Dai have remained willfully ignorant of the truth for too long, and perhaps my own predecessors were among the number of those unworthy to lead and rule"

"I am grateful you would go to such lengths to repay such a simple act of kindness, but I am overjoyed you have seen the light as it were, and realized the truth before you" You reply, speaking politely and in a bright and springy tone "May the decadent and corrupt be cast from their castle and removed from power forevermore"

"May they choke on their hubris and traditions, and see themselves for what they truly are" Dai Niu laughs, glancing back to his sons and nodding, and they join him in the show of casual confidence, laughing deeply and hardily.
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>>4571706

"If only they had eyes to see" You add, nodding your head, curling your fingers and locking them your hands together, before lowering your tone

"You should take the remedy I recommended, Dai Niu, to ensure you are not trouble by pain in the coming days and journey back to your family's ancestral home"

"If time affords me such luxury, I will take it" He says simply "Though I will take you up on that offer of a personal copy of The Journey put to print, so I may study the depths and intricacies of the philosophy you and yours follow myself, and not bother you, Lord Lieren, with my hah"

He smiles and shakes his head

"No doubt foolish questions" He says humbly, bowing his head

"There is no such thin as a foolish question, if you seek answers" You say with a shrug of your shoulders, pulling your hands together "I will allow you to announce to your force the change of The Dai's allegiances, though I will keep my own forces at the ready in case such a proclamation cause unrest"

"These men are Dai men, they come from the same land as I do, any who hold more loyalty to the Yan than their families, would not be welcomed in the lands they call home" Lord Dai explains bluntly, before a sorrowful look passes over his expression "As the Yan did to the Dai monks, years before, I would cast any traitors out of my army and lands"

"If any arise, I would advise to give mercy to them, there is no reason to shed blood if it can be avoided by walking down another path" You say, standing from the table and taking a single step to stand by Feng, who has since returned from hanging the Eunuch. Your friend glances up at you with a joyful smile, despite the deep cut just beneath his eyes, just low enough to not damage his vision. He is lucky he did not lose his eye, hopefully the wound will help to temper his pride, along with the victory he helped achieve today.

"Oh, I agree, killing them would not be necessary, they are mere farmers and working folk, but I would not want the breed who would turn their back to their family and lands among my people" Dai Niu says as you move to leave his tent "I doubt any will be that particular kind of scum, but, I felt the need to speak the action I would take if there were indeed such villains among my forces"

"I understood that, but I wished to make my own thoughts known as well, Dai Niu, may the rest of the night be comfortable and uneventful for you, my friend" You say warmly, pushing aside the flap of the tent to step outside of it, and are greeted by the cold air of a spring night.

There's a light rain and the fog has grown thicker during the time you had spoken with Dai Niu.

"So, we shall return to the Dai lands then? to introduce Lord Dai to the others?" Feng asks, looking up at you as your guards stand at attention, Jinhai, Zian, Rong and Red faced Wei forming around you and the rest of your personal guard forming around them
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>>4571710

"The Yan are in disarray, but we should make haste to return to the rest of our army, to prepare and revise our plans with the new information Dai Niu has gifted us" You explain, crossing your arms as you stand in the middle of the camp, to relish in the rain and allow it to purify your body and soul.

Feng nods, touching the wound on his cheek as Jinhai turns to look upon him.

"A new scar to speak of your glory, ragged man?" He asks kindly, with the voice of a friend both teasing and complimenting another

"I see your scales still remain unmarred of such trophies, Carp" Feng said with a grin "You know even Jiang has a scar or two"

"Hah, that man? I am surprised he doesn't have more than you, Feng" Rong says as Zian sighs and looks up to you

"Shall I gather our men and the riders of Lai?" He asks, you nod to confirm his self given orders "Understood, I'll ensure preparations to march back home begin with haste"

"I'll help" Red face Says with a snort "I'll find Lai song, and relay the order to prepare to march back to Dai, Old man can speak to the Gatling regiment"

"Watch your tongue" Zian says dully, but you see the telltale pulling of facial muscles beneath his mask, telling you despite his amused tone, he was amused by Wei's insult rather than being truly enraged by it.

What shall you do upon returning to the Dai lands, Lieren?
>Waste no time and draw up revised plans, and march to meet the nearest encampments of the Yan army
>Leave your generals to plan, and focus your efforts on the construction of the great road into Dai
>Take a small force and scout yourself, to see if Lord Dai's intel remains accurate
> Visit the ruins of the Dai monastary, were Guozhi's brothers consigned themselves to flame, to reflect upon those who came before you
> write in?

Sorry for the wait, got delayed by a few things
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>>4571713
>Waste no time and draw up revised plans, and march to meet the nearest encampments of the Yan army
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>>4571713
>Waste no time and draw up revised plans, and march to meet the nearest encampments of the Yan army
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>>4571713
>>Waste no time and draw up revised plans, and march to meet the nearest encampments of the Yan army
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>>4571713
>>Waste no time and draw up revised plans, and march to meet the nearest encampments of the Yan army
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>>4571713
>Waste no time, strike while the iron is hot and information accurate

The Dai monks may be visited once this region is secure or the war is over
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>>4571713
>>Waste no time and draw up revised plans, and march to meet the nearest encampments of the Yan army
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Calling the vote now, quicker than I have been lately.
Pretty obvious winner, after all.

Waste no time and draw up revised plans, continuing the warpath against the yan: 6

So Lieren will do just that
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>>4571815
He's fast.
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It took sometime to regather your forces from their positions throughout the lands of Dai, as the road had yet to reach very far over the border. Which made travel more dangerous than the lands you first liberated from the hold of tyranny and wasteful decadence, however Fog Panthers and the degenerate cousins of man who stalked the further reaches of the Yan kingdom, proved no match for the firepower your army wielded. And so, with only a few casualties suffered by the fog and the creatures that called it home, the benevolent liberation army, as some men have taken to call it, or the Giant's men, as many more had began to refer to themselves, had regathered in the heart of Dai lands, now near enough to the border for freshly trained recruits and resupply from the lands of your home to reach them and join up with the entirety of your forces.

There had been a celebration, a quiet one that merely entailed a shared dinner between your generals, assistants and men of valor, the meal shared with the rest of the army. A tactical decision by Qian Xia, who had braved crossing the border to bring the latest harvest from the villages close to the borderland, to further show the Dai to true wealth and prosperity of your lands. And, it seemed that Shan had discovered another use for gunpowder, namely the creation of fireworks, which was not unknown to you, but you saw it as something of a waste. Before at least, Dandan of the fallen house Tao, mentioned how effective of an psychological weapon they could be, after which you had turned to pondering how to use such a festive thing for warfare over celebration.

Of course, all of this, even the victories sung by your lesser generals, in defending villages from beasts and men alike, paled in comparison to what you considered to be worth celebrating the most. The reuniting of the Dai family. It brought a smile to your face, to see such the pure, untainted joy of a father reuniting with his children, of a husband and wife embracing after such a long separation. It brought tears to your golden eyes, to see the happiness of the Dai upon being brought together once again. However, the tears remained for another reason, as seeing the family reunited once more, brought forth memories of your own father. Wenyan, who still remained in Nothing, far from conflict and battle. Were he was safe. There was a part of you, that urged you to return to his side again, as a son should always accompany his father, especially in the winter of their life. But, you quashed such thoughts. While it was painful to not be able to return to your father, and help him in his day to life and take care of him. You knew such a thing was purely a selfish thought, a rarity in your mind. The yearning of a son wishing to see his father again. Despite this feeling of being lost and alone, you knew it was your duty to remain here, leading your forces to battle and victory.
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>>4571856

Your duty to the people, as a savior, outweighed your duty to Wenyan, as a son. Though it brought much pain to your heart, you knew it would still be some time still before you could be allowed to journey back to Nothing. Years perhaps. But, the great work required more devotion and attention than anything else.

You may feel guilty for being apart from your own kin, unable to brighten his days or assist him, or protect him directly. But to impede your won work of raising up all men of Yan and Shangrala beyond it, is action you would never be able to forgive yourself for committing . Especially so selfishly. It may be natural to miss home and family, but it'd be utterly childish to act upon such impulses in spite of the responsibility and obligations you were now committed to seeing through to the end.

So you silence the grief, sorrow and pain in your heart, and smile. For if Dai Niu and his flock were happy, you had no right in sulking over feelings of homesickness. So you laughed and made merry with your friends, singing songs with your soldiers and giving wisdom to your followers. It was better than allowing yourself to wallow in sorrow and grief, after all, and it reminded you that the men who followed you, who served you and fought by your side for the same vision and dream of a free Yan and united Shangrala were your family as well.

The celebrations, were however short even if they were fulfilling and aided in cleansing your mind of doubtful thoughts and worries. And soon, you gathered your advisors once again, your generals and experts on the various fields that aided your march to war one way or another.

Outside of Lai song, Yin Lei, Dai Niu, and Daiyu, all of your general remained silent as the greying turtle presented a hastily drawn map and several letters that had arrived to his camp before his defection. The movements of the various armies comprising the unified Yan forces. This is where the war effort would become more difficult, for the lands forward have yet to be accurately mapped as the lands you have already made prosperous have been. And there's no time or method to scout ahead to paint a more accurate view of the landscape and terrain.

It was an obstacle you would have to surmount, for it could not be solved in the middle of a war.

"So, from what I have heard and seen in my march towards the border" Dai Niu says, standing close to the table as you, the black general, lord of Cavalry and Gao's most able of children looked upon the frustratingly vague map of silk spread out on the square table between you.

Guozhi was present, as was Xia and her "brother", as was Shan and his apprentice in destruction, Dandan. Besides them, all of your guards and a select few of your hunting companions joined the discussion along with the lesser generals serving beneath your "Three kings of war" as your forces have began to call Yin Lei, Lai song, and Dai Niu.
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>>4571858

So named for their experience in the art of battle and tactical genius nurtured through a lifetime of war waged against other nobility within Yan and Invaders like the Vishnu and Shuni. Jinhai, stood by your side as you looked over the map. Zian, Rong, both Chens, Bai, Xin and Red faced Wei guarded the exits of the war room, one that was stocked with the most recent maps of Yan and beyond that the Dai could afford to have commissioned

Which mean the map laying upon the table was at least a generation old. It was after all, to map the land when there were no proper roads, and the men you hired kept falling prey to panthers and worse. But it was all you had of the neighboring lands, thankfully the half completed map you have been drawing of the Dai lands helped fill in the gaps of information, but it only partially solves the issue.

By allowing you to safely guess and anticipate the climate and kind of terrain to expect over the borders of these lands, but not the exact features and landmarks within.

"And the orders received by Yan, I know where three armies lie, The movements of the Fox of Yan and the Qilin of the Yin remain unknown to me, but I expect the Loyal Qilin has followed the fox to properly regroup and plan their response to the victories won by our forces" Dai Niu goes on to explain, Lai song grooming mustache as Yin Lei simply nods "And have gone to muster fresh armies and gather more generals, All signs point to them have greatly underestimated the sheer numbers, ability and power of our armies"

"As I expected" Lai song said with a toothy grin "But they could not have anticipated the heights of Lieren's genius and have no doubt forgotten the tactical knowledge of Lai and Yin, so, what of the remaining Army of Mao? And where do the banners of the serpents of Xue and Lion of Kang fly?"

"That is the most important information, if we can strike against the disparate forces of the Yan army before they can renew the loss of the Dai and crippling of the Mao and reorganize, then they will be forced to retreat further and remain on the defensive, unable to strike back against us" Yin Lei says bluntly, resting his chin in his open palm as he looks over the map.

"I will now show you, where the armies of the swine, Lion and serpent have retreated" Dai Niu says, bowing his head as he grabs the three banners resting by his side of the table.

Walking around the length of it, he places each miniature banner upon the silk laid out before the eyes of your generals and self.

"The Mao, losing their most veteran and skilled general, not to mention an entire branch family in the opening days of war, along with the greatest talents of their lands in both warfare, battle and mathematics and logistics" Dai Niu says, you can hear Feng, Bai, Small chen, Red faced Wei, Jiang and half jaw hu let out bellowed victory cries as if they were roaring panthers. Liang, Dong, Shaved faced Wei, however remain silent, thus is their nature.
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>>4571859

"A quite impressive display of skill and subterfuge, I will admit" Dai Niu says, more amused by the interruption of your guards and Brothers of the panthers than annoyed "But as I was saying, the Mao have retreated to their home, deprived of most of their forces and all of their talent, they are left with untested and untrained generals, who have no great minds to aid them in their march back to war. They pose little threat, even if they are likely to seek revenge in battle for the loss of all of their talented warriors, generals and a good portion of the scholars and logicians"

"A low priority then, since they have retreated over the borders of Xue and Kang to reach their home" You say, tracing your hand over the map, as you realize you had missed something earlier "No, I was mistaken, there lies a path between Xue and Kang, a forest if this map is accurate"

"A hellish place, Magical beasts and barbaric tribe dwell within those lands, remnants of a Vishnu invasion generations past" Dai Niu says, shaking his head "It'd be near impossible to move an army through that opening"

An army, but not a giant. You have experience in slaying monsters, after all. But remain silent

"So as I first thought, a low priority considering the obstacle in our way to reach them" You say, as Dai Niu nods

"Depending on where the Xue and Kang have gathered, we may not have to worry about the dangers beneath those woods" Yin Lei says calmly "Where are their armies then?"

"The Kang were awaiting my army to reinforce theirs, so they could charge over the border. The have yet to move from their own lands, but I have received word they were to reinforce my army in retaking Dai" Dai Niu says "And will soon reach the border, if word has spread of my family's defection, they will be prepared to cross it, if not"

"A chance to strike their backs" Daiyu interrupts

"Exactly" Lai Song laughs, a glint in his eye. He's eager to test his riders and marksman against any army, as he has been since he pioneered the tactic

"Exactly, and the Xue have" Dai Niu says as he sets the last banner down and reaches for two blank ones "Have separated their forces to the north and west of our border, having sent word they were awaiting orders to join in the effort of retaking my home"

"We must consider ourselves blessed you have joined us as a friend rather than foe, as this would have presented us a warfront from three angles" Yin Lei says as Dai Niu places the banners down upon the map.

"Perhaps, I still felt as though it was not a sufficient force to reclaim my homeland" Dai Niu says simply, glancing to you, and over Lai song, Yin Lei, before resting his gaze on Jinhai. Who he was rather shocked to learn was the man who broke his castle's defenses and scattered his army

"Considering the talent and might of the forces occupying it" He continues, eyes lingering on Gao Daiyu for but a moment longer before he finishes his speech with
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>>4571860

"Lord Lieren, with all your wisdom, which path do your eyes foresee to be the most effective means of carrying out our war?"

And with those words, all of the eyes gathered in the war room fall upon you.

You sigh and close your eyes, shutting off all external stimulation from effecting your thoughts and calculations, only using the newly presented knowledge Dai Niu had just delivered to reach a conclusion and find the answer to his question.

What was the path you'd choose, Lieren?
>The destruction of the Kang army, as they are soon to cross over the border they alone threaten your position in Dai and are unified into a proper army, even if they are attacking from a disadvantageous position
> Sever the heads of the Xue, they have three separate armies, in prime position to harass supply lines and more efficiently invade Dai lands, but as their power is divided, they would be easier to break
>The "Bone devouring" Forest is all that keeps you from eliminating the Mao as a player in this war. By yourself or with a small force, you could breech that living wall and gut the swine at last.
> Split your army and assign generals to deal with the Kang army and the three forces of Xue. They'd expect a unified army, and all it'd take to scatter them all, is a handful of decisive victories
>Write in?
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>>4571861
>Send Dai supported by Lai to harass and maim the Kang army
>Send Jinhai to the west while Yin crushes the east
>We shall behead the Mao alone

Right, so the Dai will either catch the enemy army completely unprepared, while Song can either come at them as a distraction for the mutiny or as a pincer movement.
Yin and Jinhai are both competent leaders and one is a living legend, he will do fine against a smaller army while his own is able to fell triple it's number.

And by decapitating the Mao, we make several things happen. We let the enemy know that we can strike wherever and whenever we wish, we demoralize the remaining branch families, and find another place to draw untested talent but find the virtuous among them. to come around and ram raid the lands of the Kang or Xue.
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>>4571861
>The destruction of the Kang army, as they are soon to cross over the border they alone threaten your position in Dai and are unified into a proper army, even if they are attacking from a disadvantageous position
The army go deal with the Kangz
> Sever the heads of the Xue, they have three separate armies, in prime position to harass supply lines and more efficiently invade Dai lands, but as their power is divided, they would be easier to break
Lieren and and his proto-spec-ops go ut the serpent's heads
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>>4571860
> A hellish place, Magical beasts and barbaric tribe dwell within those lands, remnants of a Vishnu invasion generations past
Makes ya think.
>>4571861
>>The "Bone devouring" Forest is all that keeps you from eliminating the Mao as a player in this war. By yourself or with a small force, you could breech that living wall and gut the swine at last.
Really curious. Go alone.
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>>4571896
What do you want the army to do then while we are off assassinating nobles and possibly bringing a tribe of feral men to our service?
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>>4571900
I’m fine with anything really. Well almost anything.
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>>4571887
support
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>>4571904
Best to pick an option to support then, to let the consensus be a bit clearer/swifter.
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>>4571887
Sure I’ll support this.
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>>4571861
>>The "Bone devouring" Forest is all that keeps you from eliminating the Mao as a player in this war. By yourself or with a small force, you could breech that living wall and gut the swine at last.
Mystery box ftw. I'd also like to go to Guozhi's old monastery when we have the time.
>>4571859
>Qilin of the Yin
Qilin's are said to look fearsome, but only punish the wicked and to appear only in areas ruled by a wise and benevolent leader. I think we have another possible ally here.
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>>4572040
I will ask you as I asked th anon above, what should the army be doing about the three armies intent on ensnaring us while we go play with the monsters.

And uh, isnt the black general of house Yin?
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>>4572061
I should explain that shouldn't I?
Two separate families. same name.

Southern Yin.
Yin Lei, his lord brother and nephew, among other family members who haven't shown up. including his other brother who is dead.
The original branch that predates the kingdom of Yan according to most records. Much like how the Cui were conquered by the Gao, who rose up during the Yan's emergence, they got folded into the new kingdom after there land was conquered. Same with the Lai, but they were more Nomadic mercenaries who won nobility for their service.

Northern/Graced Yin
Off shoot of the Southern Yin, created when the Yan came into power and overthrew the previous rule, replacing that kingdom with their own. They were rewarded with their current sigil and lands, for swearing allegiance early in the conquest, while the Main branch of the then unified Yin remained in their lands to rebuild after getting their teeth kicked in and mostly sat the war out.

Very distant relatives, practically not even related in the current era as the distance between the lands of Gao and the center of Yan were too far to reliably send brides to maintain contact with the split portion of the family and keep the bloodlines connected.

Think of it like this.
Southern Yin are Norse
Northern Yin are Normans. Not like in terms of culture, but that the Graced Yin are decedents/ offshoots of OG Yin and functionally a different lineage entirely at this point, as its been a long time (Relatively) since they broke off and they haven't been doing the old Hapsburgs shuffle cause, well Shangrala ain't any easy place to travel unless you have an iron haired giant making roads and making systems to defend against attacks by the scary six limbed panther monsters

Didn't explain it in the update, cause it'd break the flow imo, iff Lieren had an internal monologue explaining the history between the two lineages.

Like with the Dai, which can mean the lands of Dai, the people living in Dai, the Dai family, or the order of monks that self immolated that Guozhi was a part of.
It felt more natural to just write Yin instead of Northern Yin, even if its a bit confusing.

Probably should've had someone ask that question so to explain it in an update but eh, that mistake can be fixed with this here lore dump
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>>4572080
TBF IRL China has a similar problem with names.
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>>4572080
Fair enough man. Shame that they arent in our corner, but as someone else mentions they could be.
If not, then perhaps some family reunification is in order.
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>>4572083
Lots of places in the world do. but this discussion reminds me
How within Lieren's posse, there are two Weis, Two Chens, He killed Wenyan, worries about his father Wenyan, executed Song in front of his family and has Song as one of his top generals.

I like doing things with names like that, having each name be solely for one character has always been something I find silly.

>>4572084
Now I'm just imagining Lieren trying to play match maker with Yin Delun and a member of the N-Yin family. just because it takes more ink to write Southern or Northern before Yin in the records he keeps, and thus would be more cost effective to rejoin the two.
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>>4572092
It'd fit.

>"I can reduce the cost expenditure of my administration by 1.5 percent by marrying two great families together as well as reducing the carpal tunnel syndrome chance from writing out the extra letters."
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>>4572061
Our top generals are called the Kings of War.
They don't need to be babysat.
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>>4571861
> Split your army and assign generals to deal with the Kang army and the three forces of Xue. They'd expect a unified army, and all it'd take to scatter them all, is a handful of decisive victories
The Generals can take care of that
>The "Bone devouring" Forest is all that keeps you from eliminating the Mao as a player in this war. By yourself or with a small force, you could breech that living wall and gut the swine at last.
As much as i'd like to solo this, we can only keep our people safe from the greater dangers of this world for so long. they'll have to face the dangers of it eventually, so we should probably guide them through the first few steps; and resign ourselves to the fact that we'll probably lose some of them along the way.
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>>4572103
They do need to be given orders, because they were asked for them.

Even if those orders are just "I will leave you all to persecute the war as my three generals see fit"
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>>4572104
We can keep then safe forever by killing the monsters all.
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>>4571887
I'll support this, but I wanna change it up a bit.
Most of the conscripts in the army are probably farmers and will get maimed and killed if we're not careful, so why not pull off another Jinhai and snipe their officers from a distance? Better yet utilize the fireworks to scare the opposing army shitless so they surrender under threat of our most "foul sorcery?"

>>4572092
Would it be disrespectful to try and tame a fog Panther?
https://youtu.be/UdwRo9wfKmc
https://youtu.be/ZbS3ZDN19vw
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>>4572109
I disagree
it will also be very useful for us to know how a normal person reacts to monsters. I would imagine that our elites would be more resilient to the forces of chaos, but who knows. Either way it'll be close enough to the average person for our purposes.
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>>4572126
If it's like a regular panther, it would need to be raised from birth.

But if it COULD be done, I would be so for it. Can you imagine being Lieren of nothing, master of the Fog Panther? The only man to take the dogs greatest monster.

>>4572129
Using our friends as test subjects feels, I dont know, cruel?
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>>4572132
To tame the Fogs greatest monster

Fucker
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>>4572126
i've been wondering that.

If we could domesticate the fog panthers and turn them into cavalry that'd be badass.

>>4572132
I would rather use someone who is willing to do it and has some idea of what they're going into, than virtually any other situation I can think of to test this.

we know that the monster we slew before used to be a person, but we don't know the in between of how they got there. It's a huge gap in Lierens knowledge. Lieren can make it clear that, most likely, not everyone will make it back. And possibly that he will be the only one to make it back.

as far as cruel goes...it's 40k, sacrifices are going to be made.
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>>4572143
Perhaps. But if we must take someone, let's take no more than 4 and only those of peak physical ability.

And jinhai is barred, hes too valuable to risk in this way.
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>>4572143
Lieren is an idealist and moral absolutist. No way he’s sacrificing people like that.
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>>4572149
That was what I was searching for, He is an idealist. The OC reason can't be 'to see how normal people react to monsters.'

Not least because there are already tribes of people living in the woods and deal with the monsters on the regular.
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>>4572148
>>4572150
>>4572143
Bringing any number of people will slow Lieren down too. Personally I want to see Lieren operating at 100% and not having to worrying about others.
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>>4572153
A point to consider.

How many Mao are we gonna have to be decapitated? If its 3-5, then sure we can do it well but 10 to 20 would nessecitate more hands.
Does Lieren use a revolver, is another good question.
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>>4572156
Counterpoint, Lieren is a demigod capable of slaughtering an army by himself or stealth killing all officers in one day.
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>>4572161
Counter counter point. Not simultaneously, and not a disciplined army which isnt intimidated by him where they could surround him.

Not much of a problem in a building, but it does well to remember our limits. If we had powered armour, maybe so. But as it is, a platoon is probably our upper limit.
But so long as we dont trip the alarm in a massive fashion, they shouldnt run off before we can deal with them.
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>>4572180
Gonna be honest mate, pretty sure a dude whos skin can shrug off fog panther claws can take on more than just a platoon.

Primarchs are equivilent to demi-gods, and none of them are stupid enough to take a battle like that if they dont think they can win.
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>>4572187
I dont think the skin does reject the claws, it was more that he grabs them by the neck and their legs keep going for him rather than his arm.

At least that's what I remember, given arrows scratch us.
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>>4572180
>But as it is, a platoon is probably our upper limit
>thinking that’s Lieren’s actual limit
Lieren took on a daemon that could kill that amount effortlessly and came out with only minor wounds. I wouldn’t doubt Lieren being able to handle thousands by himself. You also forget that Lieren’s equipment and could fight long enough to exhaust all of them. If they try to run he could just throw a rock to take out their legs. If they try to surround him he could break their formation through a combination of brute force and kung fu skills (like in many martial art flicks).
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>>4572202
At present, with our current gear, I am convinced that in open combat his limit is about 100 to 200 men all going at him.

Environment and shit modifies this, like a pass which only let's them in 5 at a time would make him the undisputed winner against thousands of men, but once we get actual technology, that number will get much bigger.

Talking instead about 30 men running away from their fortress, I think at least a few could get away, as we are.
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>>4572210
>I am convinced that in open combat his limit is about 100 to 200 men all going at him.
I’m convinced it’s well above that unless they somehow have psykers (and I wouldn’t bet on that). You forget how Lieren approaches combat, he consistently “sees” the most efficient of killing someone and the few seconds he spent defending against the archers he revealed what he is capable of. The arrow volleys must have taken about 3 seconds in total and Lieren managed to detect the attack, defend against it while protecting someone, and launch a counterattack, the only reason he took damage is because he let it happen for the most part. If he hadn’t been protecting someone else he could have likely killed all of them in the span of a minute easily. There’s also the fact that trying to surround Lieren isn’t as advantageous as you’d think. They wouldn’t be able to attack all at the same time and would risk getting in the way of the archers. The polearms, the most common weapon soldiers wield, would snap under Lieren’s assault making the fight even more difficult for them. Lieren doesn’t even have to kill all the soldiers, just the corrupt leadership.
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>>4572126
>>4572143
>If we could domesticate the fog panthers and turn them into cavalry that'd be badass.

That sound like a cool idea. When we have time we should.
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>>4572338
Nah, never cavelry.

They aren't the animals for it. At best you would get pulling a chariot, but I'd prefer a beastmaster type deal. Imagine the brothers of the panther with their life long companions, crouching through the mist to take out a patrol all by themselves.

Like far cry primal
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>>4572363
That s is a cool idea too
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I wonder if there will be a worthy stead in the forest.
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>>4572395
we already have one.
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>>4572396
Believe whatever you want to, but I want something bigger.
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>>4572417
>Believe whatever you want to, but I want something bigger.
We can simply breed Cui's horse with the best mares we come across in our journeys.
We'll certainly live long enough to accomplish this.
I imagine by the time we meet the Big E, we'd have an entirely new breed of horses that might see some limited use on the field.
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>>4572417
Considering this is a war horse larger enough to take the weight of someone who's roughly more or less four meters tall, I have my doubts we'll ever find anything larger. Even if we did the only suitable beast would have to be an exception breed of Fog Pather, perhaps some alpha. I forget if Fog Panthers are solitary or pack based animals.
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>>4572431
>We can simply breed Cui's horse with the best mares we come across in our journeys.
That is true. While we could attempt the same with Fog Panthers to breed larger, stronger, more better in general ones, it would probably take longer in comparison to horses.
Horses have already been domesticated which would make breeding them easier. Plus, any kick from a draft tier horse is guaranteed to kill just about anything on this planet, Fog Panther or not. Except for Lieren of course.
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>>4572437
Solitary
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>>4572446
Damn. That makes them that much harder to train, if not requiring more time.
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>>4572451
If it can be done, Lieren will find a way.
Such is the nature of things.
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>>4572459
Don't get me wrong. He will be able to figure it out, but it's more a matter of "how much time do I want to spend domesticating this animal." It'll be very easy if we raise young ones and train them from birth, but there's no 100% chance they would be large enough to function as mounts. What you could do is do selective breeding to grow larger ones, but that would take generations.

It would probably be best to leave animal husbandry to someone else while Lieren focuses his attention else where. I guess one way or another we will eventually see if Fog Panthers can be breed/made into ideal mounts and pets.
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>>4572469
I think using them as mounts is a fool's errand honestly. Using them as hunting animals and companions however seems like something they'd be good at.
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>>4572525
That would make a whole lot more sense. Think they might be worth genetically altering so they're on par with space wolves?
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I personally am hoping for giant elephant. Lord of the Rings giant elephants.
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>>4572543
Unless partially mechanical they will be superbly underwhelming.

Still might find one about twice Leirens height at the shoulder though, with big ass tusks.

Fun fact: The asian elephant is more closely related to mammoths than the african elephant.
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>>4572543
why would we need one when we have guns?
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>>4572632
to ride? cause it's cool?
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>>4572633
An elephant seems kinda meh imo
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>>4572548
Cybernetic upgrades to animals is a thing.
>>4572632
We could mount guns on them.
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>>4571887
Support.

>>4572649
Machine gun elephants? That sounds dumb, but this is 40k.
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>>4572740
Machine gun elephants with Chainsaw tusks!
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>>4572655
Let's test the memory.

ARMY
Yin lei - Black general and the unbroken thunders howl.
Lai Song - lord of cavalry and other undefeated general.
Dai Neu - the newest King of War, the old turtle who's castle we took over.
Tao Dandan/ Grandfather Shan - artilarist leader and designers of gattlings and cannons respectively.
Jinhai - Carp son and blossoming genius of unconventional thinking.
Scar Feng, Rong, Fat chen and other Chen, red faced Wei - all our guards and childhood hunting partners.
Gao Daiyu - Daughter of Gao, our political weapon and untested general.

POLITICS
Lady Qian Xia - Scarlet spider, highly competent politician and viper under the flower
Lord Yin and his heir apparent - they give us the backing of the southern house of Yin, but I cant remember their names.
House of Qian - The spiders house and she has a son whom masquerades as her brother for his own safety.
House of Song - lord of Cavaliers house.
Former house of Tao - no longer nobility by our decree but they are almost all working for us to redeem themselves, sybil is the swallow.
House of Dai - our newest allies and those who lived on our border.
Nothing - our economic and military heart, which presides over the former lands of Gao

OTHER
I've mentioned our artilarists
Grandfather Guzhao - philosopher monk of the dead chapter of Dai.
Weylan - our father who tends to Nothing in our stead.
Chief architect who refuses to name himself - the guy who was second in command of the Giants road and its construction, who is still building it while we deal with matters of warfare and politics.
Cui Fu's War charger - the only mount that can actually carry us, it has served us well since we slew his master, both in delivering us to Gao, showing our father the world and getting us where we need to be.

Those are all I can remember without rereading the thread. Do forgive language misspelling.
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>>4573096
*House of Lai - house of the lord of cavelry

Fuck me
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>>4573096
>Chief architect who refuses to name himself - the guy who was second in command of the Giants road and its construction, who is still building it while we deal with matters of warfare and politics.
If it ain't the Emperor, then it aught to be Malcador. He's the second strongest human psyker in the galaxy.
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>>4573098
Malcador seldom leaves terra. He's too fucking busy.

But malcador is the strongest HUMAN psyker bar none. Its thought only the emperor surpasses him in might, until magnus and then post heresy lorgar exist.

The eldar have more technique though
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>>4573101
The only thing the Eldar are good for is a cautionary.
Fucking knife-ears.
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>>4573104
Their psychic elite are better than any force man can muster. Most of their elite are like that, actually.

But their problem is their rigid caution.
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>>4573096
Nice
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>>4573127
>Their psychic elite are better than any force man can muster. Most of their elite are like that, actually
And yet they still managed to fuck up and create Slaanesh.
I don't care about the heights of their abilities, they're overall inferior.
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Not related to anything currently being discussed but I think it'd be a good idea to integrate waxed canvas into the uniforms of our soldiers as either a cloak or for a layer under the armor itself or even as a jacket of sorts once the Yan are vanquished and melee combat goes completely out of style.

It's well within our grasp as it only requires fairly simple cotton textiles and beeswax. It also allows for stiffening of the fabric which is useful for containers, bags, etc... as well as for the treatment of sail cloth to allow it to hold air better allowing for faster sailing. We can also wax silk to make more formal garments that will also stand up to the weather.
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>>4573143
They are individually superior, explictly because of their desire to avoid slanessh again.
An Exarch/Aurach or Farseer can and will fuck up anyone without plot armour or primarchs.

Their line infantry, not so much but that's why I spoke of the elites.
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Alright, calling the vote now and counting.

Split the army:6
Destruction of the kang:1
Sever the head of the xue:1
Head into the bone devouring woods: 7

So Lieren will head off into the Bone devouring woods to finish off the Mao, and split his army left behind so it may more effectively deal with the other portions of Yan's army.
Specifically
Dai will be supported by Lai and focus on harassing and maiming the kang army
Jinhai will lead an army to the west while Yin crushes the east, thus removing two of the heads of xue at once and and splitting any reinforcements that may be sent from the third "Head"

Writing the update now
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Hey, just to confirm, it's pretty much agreed upon that lieren is supposed to look like an buff vergil with golden eyes, right?

I mean, i don't know how else to describe him, seeing as we don't have any art of the lad.
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>>4573382
I mean, I can see him like this
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>>4573382
I picture him looking like Toshiro Mifune, though it's hard to picture the hair. I can't decide if it's shiny like steel or closer to wrought iron
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>>4573382
maybe something like this
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>>4573433
While I will roll with the look the consensus falls upon, my personal headcanon for Lieren's look will always be Raoh of Fist of the North Star
A sham Raoh's armor/clothes are so blingy and spikey, and therefore something Lieren would avoid. This limits the amount of pictures I could use.
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"The Kang army presents the greatest threat to us, unified as it remains" You say, keeping your eyes closed as you run through a few simulated battles against them with different compositions made from the regiments of your army and trying to find to most efficient combination and number to deal with the threat they presently present to your bridge into the lands beneath Yan.

"Dai Niu, they do not yet know of your defection and betrayal, thus your army will be able to catch them by surprise and completely unprepared for your attack" You say, opening your eyes just enough to see the banner represting the Dai army, and moving them into position against the Kang army "However, from the letter they sent to you, they outnumber your men slightly, but this is an obstacle easily solved"
Grabbing a horse representing Lai's cavalry, you set it close to Dai's banner. Lai song perks up, already realizing the command you're going to give to him.

"Lai song, you are one of the most accustomed to using fire arms in a pitched battle, hence you shall accompany Dai, and utilize the dexterity and speed of your riders however you see fit to win the battle" You say tapping the table with a finger, before looking at Song with barely opened eyes ""As I trust your expertise, Lord of Cavarly, but I would suggest acting as a distraction to allow Dai to strike Kang as they move against your riders, or being one half of a pincer movement, thus trapping the Kang between two armies. As a hammer and anvil"

"I would be the Anvil, of course, Dai men do not break" Dai Niu says with a quick nod of his head "and under the leadership of my sons and self, they shall be even bolder, Lai Song, knowing your reputation, acting as the hammer will not displease you"

Lai song laughs, throwing back a drink into his throat, confidence gleaming in his eyes

"It is the specialty of my family after all, I win battles without stopping, by overwhelming my foes and trampling them beneath the hooves of warhorses. Though, a harassments of the supply chain and blooding of the Kang's lip would do well to weaken them to be shattered upon the Dai's shell" Lai song says proudly, smacking his chest thrice, spilling liquor across his breastplate in the process.

"And it'd make any deception more believable, and sharpen their focus upon you, rather than the army at their backs" Dai Niu says, raising his own glass "I have no complaints towards the command given and tactics ordered to be employed, Lord Lieren"

"Yes, and I will leave it up to you, Lai Song, to decide the specifics of your actions, after all I was merely advising you towards what I see as the most effective ways of staging and winning the coming battle" You say with a nod, glancing to Dai Niu "And since there are no suggestions to do other wise, Dai Niu and Lai Song shall commit to the battle of the Kang"
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>>4573529

A short cheer resounds throughout the war room, but falls silent as you gather up the remaining regiments and formations of your army and split them down the middle. Suddenly focus returns to all of your generals and advisors as you place the two armies against the outward branches of the Xue's forces.

"Jinhai, I will leave the West to you, and expect to return to find the head of a serpent laid beneath my feet" You say sternly, as your loyal guard stretches his neck, standing at attention and saying nothing as you place the banner representing him, a carp dancing over a spear in azure.

"You honor me with this responsibility, Lieren" Is all he says in response, all the eyes on the room remain on the collection of banners left on the side of the table, most of them settled on that belonging to the Unbroken Thunder's Howl. With his renown and expertise, he is the obvious choice, and he has yet to fail those expectations, even before he entered your service. There is a reason Yin Lei holds the reputation as Undefeated beneath the heavens.

"Yin Lei, I shall entrust the east to your capable hands" You say, plucking his banner from the collection and setting it in front of the other half of your army "And expect you to continue living up to your reputation, as the Unbroken Thunder's Howl"

"I shall not fail, the Xue rely to heavily on fracturing and swallowing their enemies. They remain apart when the same tricks are employed against them. A wise strategy, Lieren" Yin Lei says, scratching his beard in thought, no doubt planning his attack already.

Silence falls, as you begin to separate the other generals, to put them beneath the command of Jinhai or Yin Lei if the need arises for their talents. To carry out the orders passed by the Son of the sea or The black general.

But then a familiar voice breaks that silence, and draws your attention.

"And what of you Lieren? Which front shall you march to?" Daiyu asks, making her presence known for the first time in the discussion between you and your generals "Which army shall know the might of the Giant, and be personally crushed beneath your heel?"

You glance up to her, and smile playfully

"The Mao" You answer as a look of confusion followed by one of dread realization flashes across her fair, jade like features, a reaction that spreads through your gathered advisors. Followed by a cheer as those who know you well realize what you're planning

"And the forest" You say, laughing confidently as you set the patch of panther fur representing yourself in the area of the map depicting a forest filled with bones and silhouettes of mysterious creatures and beasts "I shall see if I am able to clear a path through it, and if it would be possible to crush the Mao as they hide away behind their walls"
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>>4573531

"My lord, forgive this humble servant's audacity, but that is an most foolish action to take even at the head of an army, yet alone by yourself! you are the foundation of this rebellion, if you were to be lost..."Dai Niu says, his usually stoic voice cracking with worry and fear

Lai song laughs.

"He is the man who slew the Devourer of armies by himself, this is but a hunting trip for him!" He yells boisterously, as you hear a few of your brothers from Nothing let out cheers towards Song's statement.

Daiyu chuckles

"I've crossed my spear with him before, along with several others" She says happily, the shock of your declaration quickly fading as she agrees with Lai Song's analyses of your actions "Lieren is no ordinary man, though such a thing is obvious. I have seen what he can do with his inhuman strength with my own eyes"

Ah yes, her particularly foul spirited siblings. You tore their heads off in front of her, didn't you?

"Dai Niu" Jinhai says politely "You have witness Lieren's true capabilities first hand, and saw the true depths of his power with your own eyes. You must agree if any man could trek through the bone devouring forest by themselves and come out unscathed, He would be Lieren"

"An army's leader should not risk themselves pointlessly, but yes, if any man could brave the shadows beneath those trees, it would be Lieren who could do so" Dai Niu says, bowing his head to the table and keeping his back bent as he speaks again "Please forgive my impudence, but, please my lord, if you must go, at the least take a regiment or if you must go alone, allow me to gather priests to bless you"

"It will not be necessary, I am grateful for your worry, Dai Niu, but you have your own duties to fulfill, and I have mine" You simply, twitching your head up "Now get your head off the table, and hold it high. You are to join history shortly, as one of the genius' who defeated the Yan"

Dai Niu lifts his head, a sorrowful look in his eyes.

"I understand my lord, I shall await your return with confidence" He says, balling his hands together

"I assume, you shall leave before our armies are gather?" Yin Lei asks curiously.

"Of course, besides, all of our men are already gathered in Dai castle" You say with a smile "Dandan, assist the Gatling and artillery regiments that accompany Jinhai, Shan, follow Yin Lei, Lai Song, I trust your men know how to care for the equipment by now"

"Of course, I would not dream of letting such wonders fall into disrepair" He says in reply, a confident grin beneath his whiskered face, his scar stretching with his cheeks.

"I will ensure Shan's safety, A genius of his caliber is a rarity" Yin Lei says, after Lai song has said his piece. Jinhai raises his head, and smiles beneath his war mask, a mirth glint in his eyes

"And I shall keep the randy beast Jiang away from Lady Dandan's quarters" He jokes, which elicits a laugh from several of your officers, including Lai Song and Daiyu.
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>>4573534

Yin Lei just shakes his head.
"My command have been given" You say, swinging you arm out and lashing it through the air as is your habit "I trust you to follow them and improve upon them, in my absence. Until we next meet my friends"

And with that, you rise from your seat and leave the war room in but a few strides, to gather supplies for the journey, and ensure your armor and weapons are in good repair. And find where Cui Fu's horse has been put to stable. If there is any of his kind that could survive the journey alongside you, it would be that bloodthirsty beast.
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Kang Yongrui was exhausted in both body in spirit. He knew the Lai had sided with this fool's rebellion, but he did not know they had become so bold and bloodthirsty. Just to reach the border of Dai was a battle. It seemed as if the riders of that traitorous line would be born out of the fog itself and vanish back into mist as soon as his men were ready to endure their attack and launch a counter attack. Yongrui has never seen such weapons before, which is what they were, He managed to lift one from the corpse of one of the few riders who have died in these lightning attacks, slain by his own hand.

How they function, he knows not, but they did not render their wielder impervious to harm. They did, however they worked, allow mere farmers to slay warriors and men of noble blood like they were insects. Yongrui came close to following victim to the same weapon, as it seemed that all of the riders focused upon him in subsequent attacks, despite him only killing one man himself.

The others who managed to fell one of their foes, despite their superior weapons, have gone to the courts in the heavens. Yongrui was the only man to be able to take one of these weapons and live to tell about it thus far. And if he did not reach the Dai army soon, he would join his men, and the truth of these weapons would die with him. He sat on his horse, imagining himself present the odd weapon to his father, what acclaim and renown he would find. It was easy to dream, it help calm his nerves. If he didn't hope, he would give into despair, and the next attack would claim his life as well.

And lose the Yan the chance to study this devilish weapon, surely some scholar will understand its construction. All others they've claimed have been lost, a man covered in scars having taken them. He's seen the man, even wasted one of the strange metal seeds inside the weapon to try and slay him. But he remains alive, dressed in panther furs. If he was a few feet taller, he'd suspect he was the giant, as despite his obvious injuries, he moves with trained smoothness.

There were of course, other men he had noticed in the repeated assaults, one who laughed uproariously as he mowed down dozens of men, a man who'd appear and drag off his officers before the assault began, a large one who had lumbered about, and one with a autumn red beard.
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>>4573535

And he's heard reports of Two that work together in such tandem they must be of one soul.

And none of them had been killed, just men dressed in plain armor, sometimes with streaks of azure or plum upon it. He had lost trusted lieutenants, and knew that all he had taken from them were mere footsoldiers.

But, the Lai could not keep up the assault for long, and against the combined forces of Kang and Dai, would be shattered.

Yongrui would turn the Giant's toys against him, see how he reacted to such horrid weapons.

"My lord" One of Yongrui's cousins called out, calling him from his thoughts as he lay against his horse's neck, pain screaming through his body from the numerous wounds he's already suffered from the repeated raids "The Dai camp has been spotted by our forward party"

"Thank the courts...we'll have our retribution at last" Youngrui laughs, wheezing and coughing as he whips the reigns on his horse, commanding the beast forward. The broad shouldered man whipped his head back.

"Is something wrong, My lord?" His scrawny cousin asked, dressed in silk robes still, soiled by dirt and mud, though the silver still shown through.

It had been faint...but he swore he had just smelled the smoke given off by those damnable weapons the Giant's army are equipped with. It must've been his imagination.

"Nothing, just imagining things from the stress" He grumbled in reply "Let us meet the Dai, before the Lai riders find us yet again"

and with that, he road forward at the head of his army
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"An azure banner bearing a carp and spear? I know no family who carries that sigil" Xue De sighed, resting his chin against the back of his hands, as he sat in the middle of his camp "And you say there force is near equal to ours?"

"Or larger, it is hard to tell with how often the formations change and shift, the general, whoever he may be, has not allowed his men to rest or cease their drilling since he has so boldly led them to the edge of our camp" An aid with ruddy hair said to the tired, youngest brother of the Xue three, whose long hair hung limply over his shoulders. He sighed, tugging at the aquamarine dyed silk covering his arms

"Or he is hiding that his force is lesser than our own" He stated, it should be the obvious conclusion, even a fool like Mao Jian knew of such a tactic "All he is doing is trying to intimidate us into retreating, and tiring out his men, let them continue the dance before we march to meet them, we are upon a hill, his forces remain in the valley beneath"

"But...what of the stories, of devils and spirits aiding the giant's men?" The aid asked, his voice filled with fear. This fool was useless, the Xue had already seen those rumors for what they were. Just the tales of scared and frightened men

"Trickery, their weapons may be terrible, but the Giant is no sorcerer, otherwise we would have heard such tales before he turned his back on the Yan" De sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose
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>>4573536
"Be useful and fetch me one of the pretty girls accompanying my army, I require entertainment, if we are to wait for this unknown general to tire out his forces"

"But my lord...I have heard tale of how the giant enchanted the late lord Gao" The aid muttered, and received a cup of cold coffee splashed against his fine silks

"Be silent if you can only speak such foolishness!" De snarled "I am tired of being told we face an undefeatable force. Mao Jian fell because he thought he faced an ordinary army, not one led by a genius such as the Giant, the Dai fell because they trusted that fat swine to guard the border. The Xue shall not be so easily deceived, Now fetch my a woman with jade features, or I shall take you as my bed warmer tonight you blithering imbecile"

That got that idiot moving. Xue De chuckled, and lounged back in his chair, eyes lazily gazing over the map laid before him. A crude thing, but it'd suffice.

"Carp and spear on Azure" He muttered, the description seemed familiar, but he could not place why it did. He would simply ask the general of his origins when he captured him, before torturing the location of the rest of the Giant's army and its weakness out of him.
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Jinhai sat on the branch of a tall tree, biting into a ripe plum, not even bothering to don his armor as he looked into the fog hiding the army camped in the hills before him, over a river.
Zian, Rong, and a few of his other brothers stood beneath the tree, Lieren's friend Hu and other Wei among them. He began to suck the juice off his fingers.

"Brother Jinahi, I must ask" Hu calls out from beneath him "What is the purpose of ordering our men to constantly march and reorganize their formations"

"Jinhai has his reasons" Rong snorted, yawning as he leaned against the tree "I am sure, outside of testing their endurance, I am sure"

"have you not realized yet?" Other wei asks, with his gentle voice, running a sharpened stone over his scalp to shave off the hair that has grown there "It's to keep them focused on our army, like a mask upon the back of the head keeps a panther from pouncing...for a few moments, at least"

"it'll keep them guessing our number, no sane man would go into battle until he knew how his own forces compared to that of the enemy" Zian answered a few moments later, Jinhai sucked on the pit, tilting his head before spitting it to the ground beneath him.

"Both of you are correct" He answered, glancing up to the tree's branches for a suitably ripe fruit to pluck, there was a bird nest sitting above his head, and it drew his attention. The way the branches were weaved together....could one not mimic such a construction to create stronger walls without wasting more expensive resources? they'd at least be useful temporarily, he imagined.

"And that means?" Rong asks, tossing a peach up to Jinhai, which of course he catches easily, cleaning it with the sleeves of his shirt.

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>>4573537

"That they will not notice the numerous men moving to the east and west of their camp, nor the woman dressed in Tao yellow barking orders. They'll be content to allow our men to tire themselves out and then attack, as any general would know of the ploy of concealing the true size of your army by keeping it constantly moving and shifting. they will also believe we are doing so to hide a disadvantage as such a tactic would imply" Jinhai said quickly, not fumbling over a single word before biting into the peach Rong had given him

He licked the juice from stubble growing over his lip and sighed.

"Thus, allowing Dandan the safety necessary to find a more suitable position for the Gatling guns and steel dragons" He continued speaking, turning the peach over in his hands, eyes focused on the nest above his head, as a little red bird flew back home with a beetle held in its beak "And with Xue focused on the traditional field of battle, they shall be unprepared for the hell those weapons unleash, all we must do is wait"

"For?" Rong yawned "I fear I'll be an old man by time the battle begins"

"for the signal" Jinhai said, biting the seed out of the peach and spitting it down at his long time comrade, for being annoying "You will know it when you see it"

"Ah, damn you fish!" the one eyed man yells back, as Hu and Zian laugh at his misfortune.
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"We are doomed" Xue Hong groaned, the eldest of the Xue three, tears staining his cheeks. His hands shook as he reached for the bottle of victory wine he had brought to share with his brothers, De and Liang "Doomed, I shall never see my father again, I shall never succeed him, nor will my child see my face again! I will only meet death!"

His officers nodded, already consumed by liquor themselves as their master cried and wailed. What misfortune! what misfortune! that he'd be the one to meet Yin Lei backed by the tools crafted by the Giant's hand. The Unbroken thunder's howl himself! The man who has faced down a horde of Vishnu screamers, who battled against the Shuni demagogue himself! Kamal Kanan! who threatened all of Yan but two decades ago! Oh what ill luck, what dreadful fate! that he must face the Black general with but a third of the Xue's forces! Oh he may have a more rested army, a more numerous one if the courts were kind, but he could not stand against such a tactical genius backed by such terrible weapons.

"We are doomed to an early grave" Hong wailed, slamming his fist into the table before him "Gather the men, defensive positions, we will hold as long as we can, send riders to De and Liang, maybe if we act with enough haste, we can be saved, if we remain in this fort we can at least expect Yin Lei to test out defenses before sending us all to hail"

The general's fat belly shuddered as he sobbed and cried.
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>>4573538

"If only the Yin on our side had not abandoned the front line so hastily!" He hissed, swinging his bottle of wine around wildly "That damnable dog, loyal to the end, if Yan Zihao had not left to raise more forces, we may have had a chance to fight and win against the undefeated general of the south"
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"Shan, I want you to knock the top of that tower down, to keep the Xue from growing complacent" Yin Lei said calmly, straining his eyes to see the fort sitting beyond the fog "No doubt they're already planning their usual regrouping, so lets give the drunkard the push he needs, to send a messenger to each of his brothers. He'll just burrow away into the fort otherwise, and wait for us to assault his walls before risking such a move otherwise"

"How much of the tower, Black general" Shan said, as Yin glanced at the old man, whose hair had been burnt to frayed and split ends, his eyes peeking out through a mask of soot and burnt flesh "Do you wish to merely scare them? Or thin the army gathered in the fort"

"Enough to leave Xue Hong alive, at least. I would have him hanged alongside De, if Jinhai can capture the whoremonger alive" Yin Lei said hatefully, eyes glowering at the fort. The Xue deserved punishment, and Lieren was not here to carry it out. So Yin lei had decided, he'd act as his in his place. And repay them as they deserved, for the crimes and failings they had committed over the years. Hong...the fool had lost an entire army fleeing from that Shuni Zealot, and nearly cost the Yan forces victory that day in retreat. The coward, the fool.
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You have seen these kinds of trees before, in the pictures the mechanical egg you hatched from showed you. They're a different breed that those in the center of Yan, befitting the warmer climate of the north. Already it feels as if it were the height of summer, despite being the dawn of spring still.

Cui fu's horse snorts, raising its head as if to ask why you have stopped riding forth. It's thicker hair you have cut off to allow it to move unimpeded by the heat or mud that seemed ever present further into the Dai's land. Though you kept its tail fur long, to maintain its ability to fight off the biting flies that have swarmed both of you as you neared the forest's edge. Vines and hanging branches cast odd shadows into the thick under growth of bushes, crawling vines and ferns. Colorful flowers and bright birds fly from branch to branch, singing odd songs.

Clicking your tongue, you tap your ankles against the great beast's sides.

"Come on, old friend, if we make it through this journey, I'll get you some company at the wars end" You coo, to your trusted, if simple minded companion, who merely snorts in reply and without hesitation begins to trot into the thick of the jungle.

Which had no village or even remote farm within miles of its edge. How terrifying it must be, how fearsome, to keep away all of civilization from approaching it.
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>>4573543

How will you travel through the bone devouring forest, Lieren?
> Just cut through it and try to reach the otherside as quickly as you can
>Begin to hunt the horrid beasts that dwell inside, and slay the worst of them that you can find
>Slowly, and attempt to the draw the attention of the vishnu tribes that have gotten lost in its depths
> Form a path by felling trees as you pass them, by breaking them at the base with a solid strike of your foot
> Write in?
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>>4573546
>> Write in?
>Attempt to the draw the attention of the vishnu tribes that have gotten lost in its depths
> Form a path by felling trees as you pass them, by breaking them at the base with a solid strike of your foot

This improvised road could use some stones and the skulls of any beast that attack us, as signs for milestones.

In regard to the lost vishnu tribes, perhaps killing some beasts and offering them as a gift could make them our friends. We could be seen with a great fire. Having experienced tribal hunters from a forest this deadly, would be a good boon for our forces. No to mention for the future, when we will declare war on Vishnu we could need their experience and aid.
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>>4573567
Sounds like a fun idea. We could even make weapons and armor out of the beasts we kill.
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>>4573567
I'll support.
And making some cloak out of the peak predators here would be a sign to the vishnu. "We are not to be fucked with"
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>>4573590
>we ride in on the deadliest beast in the forest
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>>4573567
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>>4573575
Only if they aren't something tainted like the Great Beasts of Caliban or straight-up daemons. If they're just normal, dangerous animals, then sure.
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>Raoh
Godddamnit it works so well. Though I'll say personality wise Lieren drifts more towards Toki AKA Cancer Jesus.
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>>4573567
I agree on slaying the beasts and finding the tribals, but the road building must come til after we defeat the Yan. We're on a limited time frame here.
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>>4573618
Absolutely. I’m not even completely for killing beasts unless they are corrupted.
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>>4573567
>> Form a path by felling trees as you pass them, by breaking them at the base with a solid strike of your foot
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>>4573546
>Slowly, and attempt to the draw the attention of the vishnu tribes that have gotten lost in its depths
>For the beasts we should destroy the twisted abominations, tame the non-corrupt ones we can tame, and kill the rest for their parts.
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>>4573543
>You have seen these kinds of trees before, in the pictures the mechanical egg you hatched from showed you. They're a different breed that those in the center of Yan, befitting the warmer climate of the north. Already it feels as if it were the height of summer, despite being the dawn of spring still.
Wait a second. The plants are non-native and the climate might be unnatural. This area have been created by DAoT tech. That also means the threats might have been created by DAoT tech.
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>>4573683
Or its a rare weather anomoly which causes this section of land to have these conditions. Hell it could just be volcanic activity, which would explain the verdant abundaty of life since their soil is super fertile.
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>>4573546
>>Slowly, and attempt to the draw the attention of the vishnu tribes that have gotten lost in its depths
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>>4573704
it's wine country
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>>4573546
>Begin to hunt the horrid beasts that dwell inside, and slay the worst of them that you can find
Anything that survives is either lucky enough to never encounter Lieren or smart enough to stay away.

>>4573607
>Though I'll say personality wise Lieren drifts more towards Toki AKA Cancer Jesus.
That's true. I suppose when it comes to personality Kenshiro would be a decent enough fit, too.

Sadly neither of them are big enough to fill a Primarch's shoes.
Besides Raoh is also the owner of a massive horse, which just adds to Lieren looking like him.
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Alright calling the vote.

Attempt to draw the attention of the lost vishnu:8
Form a path by felling trees as you travel:6
Hunt the beasts, slay the beasts:2

Alright, so Lieren will try to make contact with the lost Vishnu tribes that have become savage beneath these trees, as well as cutting a rough path by kicking over trees.

Writing now
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Soon the trees grow too close and thickly together for your loyal steed to carry you any further into the sweltering depths of this overgrown forest. So you slide from its back and take the reinforced reigns you've wrapped and hammered into its iron bridle to lead the majestic creature along the path you'll cut through this hellish place on foot. The ground is half way to mud, and covered with many forms of life, primarily colorful vines that seem to pulse with nectar as a working man's veins would with blood. These are topped with flowers so vividly colored they shock the eyes, lined with serrated thorns and sharp leaves. They're probably parasitic in nature, judging by how none of them grown into the soil underfoot, but rather crawl and dig into the smoothed, black barked trees that stand dwarfed by the red and copper hued giants that tower far into the sky. Natural towers of wood and fortresses of interconnected branches.

Condensation gathers upon your armor, the heat bearing down on you as it has since you began your trek deeper into the north of Dai. Wet heat, is something you're unaccustomed to, the summers is Gao's lands were always dry and had little rainfall. This forest however, is like a sweathouse or forge the moment after steel is quenched in water. The water and heat in the air makes it feel almost oppressively heavy. It is clear to you now, why the people of Yan avoid this forest and why they have given it such a foreboding title as "The Bone Devouring Forest". This climate is one that would encourage the spread of disease and festering of wounds, but the soil is rich and black and the foliage bountiful, so it must also be home to a great number of creature. With the lack of knowledge concerning sickness and infection among the common masses, and the dull senses of the normal breed of men, it is obvious why this place is so deeply feared and shrouded so heavily in myth and legend.

Without knowledge and experience in living in such an environment, it'd seem as hell on earth. You sigh, and stop your march through the woods for a moment, glancing around at all the low hanging branches drooping in the air, bearing strange fruits and oddly shaped leaves. There's a musical bird call and a cry that almost sounds human but is twisted in a manner you cannot place. A curved tree with dull grey bark stands over a small stream sullied by dirt and further spoiled by a the rotting carcass of a Fog Panther, that has a coat of molted blacks and shimmering copper rather than the white and silversheen you are used to. It's den lies beneath the crooked tree, filled with bones of men and beast, and the Slain panther's lower half.

Evidence of one of the dreadful creatures rumored to make the shadows of this vast forest their home, or one of the Magical beasts the Dai family and the Dai people have warned you of, as you traveled towards this expanse of trees and blistering heat.
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>>4574453

For outside of yourself and the brothers of panthers, and those tutored in their hunting methods, the number of species that compete with the Fog Panther, yet alone hunt it for sustenance themselves are few in number. In fact, there are but two species you know, The Cui Cliffjumpers that have turned carnivorous over generations, who also hunt men, and those degenerate cousins of men local to the mountains of Dai and deeper Yan, covered with a thick mat of fur and swinging arms. And only the later actively hunts the panthers, out of desperation, and even then only daring to attacking the young and weak.

Your sole companion seems to deprive some excitement at the sight of the tattered, beetle eaten corpse torn in two. As ever, the Late Cui Fu's battle lust lives on in his horse. How interesting, to see such a great beast brought so low by hands besides your own. If this is the work of a mundane predator, then you will have to think of how to ensure the safety of travelers upon the Giant's road when it grows to reach this place. But if it is the work of a magical beast, such as the Foul Toad Dragon, then protecting your road will be a much simpler task.

For all you'd have to do is slay the creature, and the threat it presents will be neutralized. But there's no use in pondering and mediating upon a heap of rotten flesh and bug eaten skin and fur. You must conquer this green hell, and reach the Mao. Thinking of how to tame it, would have to wait until there was a need to do such. There's always a safer and quicker route to build a path upon, after all.

But, just in case the need arises for your road to spread its roots through this forest, you might as well make a simple path to mark your own progress at the very least.

So pressing the flat of your foot against a nearby tree, you press your weight and strength into it. The wood groans and squeaks for a moment under the steel of your boot, but then it snaps in two with a loud almost thunderous crack. As the tree falls, it fells two more that had grown beneath the shade of its branches.

Stepping over the severed trunk and roots, you snap another tree by pressing your foot against it, but this one catches on the mighty and old branches of a larger tree. Which will require a bit more force to topple. Like a hardy kick, or perhaps to. Striding over to the wooden giant, you pause for a moment, after lifting the previously felled tree onto your shoulder so as to clear the space between the larger tree and yourself. For there's something quite curious in the bark of this giant, a carving. It's set in a space where the bark that has been stripped and burned away, to keep it from growing over the primitive message.

It's a warning, and there are few letters your recognize as a bastardized version of the written language of the vishnu. Luckily, you have studied their tongue after your encounter with Zhou Wenyan's hired guards.
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>>4574455

Partially out of an idle curiosity for the words they spat at you as they died, and mostly because you know one day you will war against their people as you now war against the Yan.

It's a bit crudely carved, but the meaning is clear to you. It's a warning, marking the edge of the hunting grounds of a "Mud mouth, tearing jaws" Which is just the literal translation of those letters. A more lenient, accurate translation could mean "Earth biter" or "Ground eater" among other things, and the second part seems to warn of the danger it presents, which is rather obvious. It dismembers its prey to make them easier to consume, or perhaps uses its mighty jaws to disable them by pulling their limbs off. Which, there isn't much of a difference between the two uses at all.

Glancing over to your right, you can notice another carving, across the muddied stream which represents a different beast than the one depicted upon this tree. The "Mud Mouth" resembles a mixture of an eel and beetle, with a carp's mouth lined with crushing teeth and mandibles, painted a bright blue and dull brownish red. The image depicted on the tall tree across the little river, is instead of a winged creature that stands upon two hooved legs, with hands like crab claws and three tongues dripping green.

"Hmm" You grunt, tilting your head and holding the bottom of your chin in your free hand as you turn your head to the other direction, towards an incline that leads into a cave of some kind, outside of which, another sign left by the feral vishnu stands, faded and carved out with the words "Swallowed by earth" Which you take to mean the Mud eater devoured that particular beast itself. No doubt the winged one is able to live in some harmony with the other abomination because it can avoid its predation by remaining in the canopy or higher peaks of the mountains growing through this terrible place.

Impressive, they have survived encountering these creatures and living among them, and learned their habits. They would be a useful asset if they could be reasoned with, even more so if they could be convinced to leave their home and lend their survival expertise and martial abilities to your army.

No doubt you'll draw their attention eventually, as you are a new lumbering giant trampling through their home and knocking over trees. No doubt, if you return along the path you cut, you'll find signs warning of "Grey Giant and Red stomper" carved into the trees nearing the boundaries of the simple road you've carved.

But eventually is too slow. You have a war to fight, and Swine to gut. You'll need to do something a little grander than merely kicking over trees to attract the notice of these tribes of survivors. The vishnu, are quite a hardy people, the few you fought kept battling against you even as you removed one or even two of their limbs. These long secluded warriors will no doubt be as mighty if not more so.
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>>4574457

Kicking over the larger tree with but two solid kicks to its base, you watch it crash down, erasing the warning and crushing the smaller trees growing behind it. A gap in the canopy allows a beam of unfiltered sun light to creep through and glow through the fog, creating a small clearing of morning in a forest cast in eternal dusk.

Walking forward, you begin to think of ways to draw the Vishnu to you, rather than have them watch you from a distance and imagine you to be a new monstrosity haunting their home. A few ideas come to mind.

How do you attract the Vishnu's attention, Lieren? Besides kicking over trees?

> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
>Gather the trees you kick over and create a massive bonfire
>Begin singing loudly as you march through the woods and work
>Follow the warning signs, and when they stop, look for signs of the passage of men walking upon the forest floor
> write in?
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>>4574459
>>Follow the warning signs, and when they stop, look for signs of the passage of men walking upon the forest floor.

>Cast your eyes to the trees, swinging from tree to tree would allow one to avoid most dangers in the forest. As would living in some of the elder trees. Surely if there are no signs of men treading the earth there will be something to be seen in the trees.
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>>4574459

> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
>Begin singing loudly as you march through the woods and work
>Find something constructive to use the trees for
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>>4574459
> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
>Follow the warning signs, and when they stop, look for signs of the passage of men walking upon the forest floor
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>>4574459
>Sing 'kind golden eyes' and other songs as you move
>Follow the warning signs and when they stop, look for passage of men
>Keep an eye on the trees above for ambush or trail
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>>4574459
>> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
>>Begin singing loudly as you march through the woods and work
"Hey Paul! (Hey Paul!) Paul Bunyannnnnnnn"
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>>4574459
> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
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>>4574459

> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
>Follow the warning signs, and when they stop, look for signs of the passage of men walking upon the forest floor
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>>4574459
> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
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>>4574459
>> Hunt down "Mud mouth" and "Burning lasher", so their deaths can not be mistaken as one devouring the other
>>Begin singing loudly as you march through the woods and work
>>Find something constructive to use the trees for
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Calling the vote, sorry for the longish wait.

Follow the warning signs and find the Vishnu: 4
Look into the trees:2
Hunt Down Mud Mouth and Burning lasher: 7
Begin singing the songs of your people as you continue your work:4
Find something constructive to use the trees for:2

Alright, So Lieren will focus on tracking down the Two magical beasts nearby, while keeping an eye out for signs of the vishnu and Singing as he continues to work, to attract the attention of either the monsters or the men living besides them

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However there is a simple truth too all creatures, large and small. One that extends even to man himself. If one makes a ruckus in their territory, they will notice and be driven to investigate the invader. It is troublesome to track creatures of the sky as the signs they leave of their passing are few and far between. You could perhaps find feathers of the "Burning Lasher" or marks of its hooves upon branches, but that would divide your attention with its hunting ground laying so close to the territory of "Mud Mouth". A creature that hunts other magical beasts as if they were mundane animals. And besides the carcass of the unfortunate fog panther that tried to make it's den within the monstrosities hunting ground, it has left no sign of its passing. And judging from the vague description accompanying the description upon the now felled warning sign, and the alternate translation of its name "Ground eater", it must be a burrowing creature. And thus most of the tracks it would leave behind, lay beneath the feet, underground and hidden by thick layers of soil and stone. Another difficult beast to track, but by no means one impossible to stalk down, much like the Burning Lasher.

Which is why making a commotion will be the easiest method to track down both of those terrible beasts and the vishnu as well. Instead of searching for disturbed piles of earth or tunnels, or markings high upon the cannopy of trees, or piles of bones and refuse, you shall merely use yourself as bait, to attract the attention of your quarry. Perhaps a somewhat foolish tactic, but you must not linger within this forest. The Mao await your judgement on the other side of it after all, and the war continues unabated behind you. To delay returning to your forces any longer than is necessary, would be a greater folly than endangering yourself and encouraging these two beasts to attempt to prey upon you or battle against you as a rival, as the Toad Dragon did, years before.

So having made your decision, you begin to sing, loudly and boisterously as you march through the forest, past the signs warning of the two beasts living in harmony. Specifically a refrain of "Kind golden eyes" that you particularly enjoy for its relaxed tempo and cheerfully rhythm. Cui Fu's horse follows you along, showing know fear or stress as a lesser of his kind would when walking into the territory of predator. Like you, and his late master, he remains unafraid of any challenger or threat that stands before him. Quite the admirable trait in a steed, as it is in a man.

Lashing your foot against the trunk of another tree, and noticing the tale tale scratch of a man's nails gripping onto it tightly, before they are torn away with great force, faint stains of blood in the bark, perhaps a year old or longer. The tree falls and you step over it, shaking the reigns of your companion.
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>>4575757

He steps forward, following close behind you as you fell tree after tree, shaking his fane to clean it of the wood dust and splinters that fly as you continue your work

"Ooooh have you seen, those eyes of the most candescent gold!" You sing, matching your march to the pace of your voice as you continue your work "Aglow with kindness, unmatched in their brilliance and filled with some humble benevolence! From Nothing they came, casting the land with such gentle light and mercy, a simple ambition to remake all before their gaze as jade so magnificent. Ooooh have you seen the kind golden eyes, of Lieren the wise, the hunter from Nothing, who comes to bring joy and comfort to all lands of Gao, to ease the suffering of its people. Have you seen his eyes, with your own?"

You pause before knocking over the next tree, seeing more writing placed along it's trunk, that reads in, noticeably rough Vishnu. "Ten brave hunters fell here, eternally they rest now, consumed by the Mouth of Mud". Which tells confirms that you're still on the trail of both of your quarries.

"Unmatched kindness, a gentle voice, Lieren comes now, upon his road of white stone, a gift from the heavens, a beacon of hope, have you seen those kind eyes of gold!" You bellow as you knock down the tree before you and march forward again, rocking your head back and forth along with the rhythm of the song, if only you had a Guqin to accompany your song, then it'd be even lovelier "From Nothing he comes, to turn the empty fields to jade. With wisdom unparalleled beneath the heavens and a virtuous, he walks the lands now, seeding prosperity where he goes. Oh tell me, tell me, have you had the good fortune and delight, to gaze upon those golden eyes agleam with kindness and generosity, and boundless benevolence, tell me, tell me, have you met the Giant Lieren?!"

You pause, misstep, drawing in a deep breath of the humid air of this forest. There's a body beneath your feet, our rather a part of one, an arm dressed in furs, already partially consumed by the vermin of the undergrowth. The skin is the same clay color as the vishnu you met before, if a little darker, with scarification and dyes pained down the wrist. A curved axe is clutched in its hands, dried blood and the beetles coating its edge of bronze. A snapped portion of bone which would connect the limb to shoulder has been snapped, and a strange substance coats the flesh there, that the vermin feasting upon the limb avoid. A strange, almost pink hued ichor, that swirls and mingles with the blood still pouring from the limb.

As you inspect the orphaned limb, prodding it with your armored foot, it suddenly twitches. Which you had not expected in the least, causing your to clench your jaw and the hand gripping your Guandao to tighten, a mere instinctive reaction. The arm trembles, lashing and gripping its ask as if it were still alive, despite being half decayed past the elbow.
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>>4575761

Nearly skeletal even, stripped of flesh and skin except for a few wayward strips and patches.

Yet it moves as if it were still part of its owner, as if were still alive, attempting to fight of the attack that slew the body it belonged to.

"What future is dreamed and seen, by those wells of the most brilliant of gold?" You mutter, finishing the portion of Kind golden eyes, a feeling of disgust and contempt rushing through you at the sight of this unnatural occurrence. It must be the work of one of the beasts you're attempting to lure to its death, with your singing and the crashing of felled trees.

But which?

Your companion stomps its front right hoof, snorting and shaking its braided men energetically, a look of excitement burning within its simple eyes. Whipping its tail back and forth, as if it were a weapon, it looks around, and you feel the presence it is reacting to now. A low rumble, rising up from the ground under your feet, shaking your very bones with its great power.

"Ah, The earth biter" You say calmly, smiling beneath the blank sheet of steel you wear over your face, and let go of the reigns of your horse "Go, move from here! I shall not have you harmed by such a foul creature as this"

As if it can understand your words, Cui Fu's horse, bows its head and charges forward as you ordered, as the ground begins to raise and fall beneath you. Is it a brother of the Toad Dragon? odd that it would drive itself beneath the ground in such a manner, an coincidence? Or sign of kinship?

You step back, as the ground beneath your feet ruptures and raises into the sky, a mouthful of yellowed teeth the size of a normal man's chest snapping closed as mandibles honed to a razors edge snap above them and pull back down to the earth. Trees fall as the mass of the beast pulses and moves through the land. And then you see it's eyeless face, shooting back out of the dirt, gnashing its teeth again. A tongue rolls out over its lipless maw, a foul purple hue.

There is an eye upon the tip, and its looking down at you.

"Abomination" You spit, challenging the monstrosity by slamming the steel haft of your Guandao to the earth, and much like the Toad Dragon, you can feel, almost instinctively, despite there being nothing resembling humanity within this creature.

It to, was one a mortal man, twisted or perhaps cursed into its current from. It does not move, sizing you up and trying to decide if you are prey or competition. It eye flashes with an inner light, and you tilt your head, studying the organ in the moments before the beast strikes again. So that's how it managed to slay the third beast present in this small portion of the Bone devouring woods. Hypnosis, flashing internal lights that would dull the mind and enchant any who gaze upon them. An adaptation that nature could no produce, there's a wave of some kind coming off of it, you can see.

However, It does not seem to affect the eyes of one of the Primarch people.
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>>4575762

You can even pinpoint the exact location within the eye which produces the light and accompanying mental assault.
And the beast now realizes you aren't enraptured by its trick and deems you a threat because of it. Raising its head up, the slime coating its long neck begins to drip and flow in a most distasteful manner as the rest of it's body emerges, a beetle like shell set in the middle of its body, which its eel like body protrudes out of and curls within. What a disgusting crime against the senses, it reeks of rotting fish and stale sweat.

In response to your earlier challenge, it shrieks with a woman's voice, that escapes from a second mouth down its neck as its head lashes back and forth, daring you to strike first. It then pulls itself into its incandescent carapace, the disgustingly oversized human hands that emerge from beneath it dragging into the dirt and rapping their knuckles on trees. The flesh of it resembles that of a new born infant, pink and flushed red.

It understands you pose a greater threat to it, than it does to you. Clever beast. It knows attacking you first will only lead to it being wounded, perhaps mortally.

What is your first move in this battle, Lieren?
> Charge towards it, and stab your Guandao into the gab between its beetle shell
> Attack its Hands/ feet with a flurry of downward swings, strikes, and stabs
> Stand your ground, and entice it to charge you by glaring into its eye, and then sidestep, and catch its neck with the spike upon the back of your Guandao's blade
> Try to break its shell by hammering it with the counterweight at the end of your weapon
>Write in
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>>4575769
>Slash its hands
>Smash the shell

Remove its hands first so it can't escape, then smash its shall
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>>4575769
>>Slash its hands
>>Smash the shell
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>>4575769
>Slash its hands
>Smash the shell
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>>4575769
>> Charge towards it, and stab your Guandao into the gab between its beetle shell
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>>4575769
>> Stand your ground, and entice it to charge you by glaring into its eye, and then sidestep, and catch its neck with the spike upon the back of your Guandao's blade
Time to add "Pissed off Slaanesh" to our resume.
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>>4575769
> Attack its Hands/ feet with a flurry of downward swings, strikes, and stabs
> Stand your ground, and entice it to charge you by glaring into its eye, and then sidestep, and catch its neck with the spike upon the back of your Guandao's blade
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Time to wait for the incoming battle with Mouth of Mud. Here is a marine.
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>>4576093
You sir, are a fantastic battlebrother.

I do wonder how the fuck the tune to that song goes though. Like the lyrics dont flow at all.
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>>4576093
Magnificent
>>4576102
It’d probably flow better in whatever the 30k Chinese language that the Yan people speak
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>>4576093
Wear it with honor, anon.
>>4576103
I'm tempted to toss it into google translate to see if it's better in chinese. Unless Malal has a tune in mind?
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>>4576093
Well, I love the armor colours ans the engraving pauldrons is simple enough to not displease Lieren while complex enough to look good.
Also, he looks smug, which is further amplified by the Nappa style moustache. All in all, well done.
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>>4576184
*armour colours and the engraving on the pauldrons
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>>4575769
congrats, you got fan art.
now you know you're one of thew big boys on /qst/.
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>>4576192
I can't think of many others that got fanart, even more notable ones like Star Wars: Interregnum. Clone Wars Quest got some but the QM is MIA and Homeless Mutant Quest had loads, but that was back on /tg/ and Crusty is most likely dead.
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>>4576215
>laughs in HQQ and Ogre Civ Quest
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>>4576243
>Cries in HQQ and DATS
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>>4576215
Persona 2129 got some art too if memory serves.
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>>4576243
What's HQQ?
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>>4576479
SCQ also got some art from drawfags and commissioned artists alike.
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>>4576215
There have been hundreds, more likely thousands of quests that got fanart, though my favs have always been Predator Quest and Mech Engineer Quest.
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>>4576491
A wonderful quest that just kind of... stopped one day, at its height.
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Alright, calling the vote now. Sorry I've been a bit slow with the updates lately.

Slash its hands:3
Smash the shell:3
Charge and stab between it's shell:1
Stand your ground, and catch its neck with the back of your Guando:2

Alright, so Lieren will attempt to disable it's ability to move and then shatter its shell if possible.
Writing now

>>4576093
Fucking amazing! I love it.

>>4576102
>>4576103
>>4576136
Yeah, I figured it'd sound better in Shangralan than how I wrote it. Which is why I focused more on the lyrics than flow.

And "Kind Golden Eyes" it was more working song, that could be sung while working or drinking or even as a lullaby, depending on how its sung. a sung poem that became a popular folksong, more or less

>>4576192
Remember the Legion symbol someone made? That counts as fan art doesn't it?
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>>4577139
I’m more interested in what the original symbol and legion name will be.
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So you'll take the first move in this dance of death. The beast's hesitation shall be its undoing. Swinging your Guandao to the side, you hold your right arm in front of yourself, to use the armor upon it as something akin to a makeshift shield. Then, with three bounding steps, you rush up to the giant of a beast, which shrieks and hisses at you with its two mouths, its single eye peering from the safety of its beetle like shell. The light that sinks through the canopy and pierces the fog, casts its incandescent carapace a glow, a multitude of colors, some of which have until no remained unseen by you and most men, except the mad. Like a blank space upon a page, you do not have a name for the colors that creep across the shell and armor, mingling with the mundane and natural hues that swirl and glow across it as well.

It raises one of its abhorrently sized hands, its fingernail coated with grime and surrounded by scarred and infected flesh. It slams ir to the ground, still crying out to try and intimidate you away as if you were a common creature or Man. The soil ruptures and breaks, its overwhelming strength causing it to shake and quake, like it was forcing the ground itself to attempt to flee from its foulness. However, you easily maintain your balance, shifting your weight between your feet to keep from becoming unsteadied during your charge to meet the monstrosity. Three long strides, sprinted. You reach your foe in the time it'd take any other man to blink and turn away in disgust from it. Slime coats the forest floor beneath it, entrapping all the vermin and lesser creatures of Shangrala that were not quick enough to flee from the present of two beings that must seem to be gods to their simple minds.

It brings its raised hand down towards you, the ichor coating its flesh protecting its soft, untouched flesh from the sun's scorching rays, and the way the slime coating glimmers under direct light, makes it appear ever more like a new born child, grossly distended and grown to a utterly monstrous size and form. Swinging your Guandao up with your left hand, you catch it with your right, just beneath its blade. Sliding your left down to the end of the pole, grasping the counterweight, you use your own strength and body as an anchor.

Sliding your right down the middle of the panther leather wrapped pole, you swing and halt its path, pulling the weapon closer to your chest while taking half a step back. The edge of the blade bites sinks into the slime coating the disgusting creature's appendage, and sinks into its unmarred palm. The ichor runs red, and as you anticipated, the monstrosity reels back, unused to such pain. It pulls its hand back up, and the thick ichor would have caught your weapon, like it were a fly upon sap. But, having quickly pulled it back, you managed to free it yourself a moment before it would have been ripped from your hands.
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>>4577139
Thanks everyone
Is the same symbol i have used for the first images. Here i have just cut the panther head, because it wouldn t look good with the whole body on the cup. Also yeah you can count it has fan art.
Would a sheet be of use in the future ? Like for keeping in mind characters and equipment for example.
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>>4577199

But you do not cease your assault, or pause it for a moment. Stepping back forward, you utilize your great speed to funnel momentum into your neck strike, stabbing your Guandao into the air and burying it's blade further into the gash upon "Mud Mouth"'s palm. It strikes bone, but does not stop, as the muscles in your arms tighter and pull taught, as you use all of the might you were gifted in your birth and through hard labor, to send the steel further through the unnatural bone and flesh. Grasping the back end of the pole now, the pole of steel pierces through the pinkish red flesh like a loose nail left unstruck, coated in slime and blood. Pulling it back, and retrieving it, you clean it with a quick slash through the air, before the foul coating reaches your hands and sullies them.

The Beast merely shrieks, its tongue rolling out from the depths of its shell to look upon the damage you've dealt to its hand , as it struggles to stand on just three. There's a gaping hole, exposing bone and muscle, cut tendon left open to the heat of the day. And as it panics, leaving itself completely open and unguarded, you whip your Guandao at its wounded hand once more, turning it around in your hands to face it's edge up. The vertical strike cuts into its wrist, and the creature wails in pain, and still allows you step closer, switching your grip to turn the blade's edge downwards once more, transferring the momentum into a downwards swing, aimed at the joint of it one of its primary standing fingers.

It cuts through its knuckle and you realize why it has not responded to your attack. It relies on its slime to entrap its foes, and as you are to quick and powerful to get trapped within it, as its prey would be, it needed to lure you in closer. And the trick almost worked.

Leaning back, bending your knees, you sway out of the way of its snapping jaws, rising back up and turning on one heel to twist away from its tongue, as it whips towards you, trying to batter your off your feet. And you can see the surprise in that single eye, as you leap to its other hand and use swing your Guandao into the tips of three of its digits, cutting through two of them with a single mighty blow, utilizing your own weight to put more force into the strike. Turning on your heel, you take a low, sturdy stance with your legs spread far apart. And twirl your Guandao around, so its blade face behind you, turning its Counterweight into the head of hammer.

But before you can begin to swing and batter it against the beast's armored shell, it throws a punch at you with its right hand. Despite how poor its balance already is with two injured hands. The mistake of a wild animal.
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>>4577202

What is your second move, Lieren?
>Shatter its left leg with a single mighty blow, toppling it to the ground
> Avoid its punch, and with a powerful stab, pin its arm to its shell at the wrist
>Leap onto its back, and shatter its shell as you had planned
>Catch it's fist with your own hands and using the gash in its wrist as a grip, break it and the "Arm" its attached to. Using the experience gained from wrestling with your friends to great effect
>Write in

>>4577200
Maybe, if I find it hard to keep track of them myself, I'll make a note pad listing all of them myself
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>>4577205
>>Catch it's fist with your own hands and using the gash in its wrist as a grip, break it and the "Arm" its attached to. Using the experience gained from wrestling with your friends to great effect
Reminder that Daemons are made of emotional energy, if a Daemon feels weak then it become weaker.
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>>4577205
>>Catch it's fist with your own hands and using the gash in its wrist as a grip, break it and the "Arm" its attached to. Using the experience gained from wrestling with your friends to great effect
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>>4577205
>SMASH THE ARM

Don't catch it, just smash.
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>>4577205
>Shatter its left leg with a single mighty blow, toppling it to the ground
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>>4577205
>Catch it's fist with your own hands and using the gash in its wrist as a grip, break it and the "Arm" its attached to. Using the experience gained from wrestling with your friends to great effect
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>>4577205
>> Avoid its punch, and with a powerful stab, pin its arm to its shell at the wrist
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>>4577205
>Catch it's fist with your own hands and using the gash in its wrist as a grip, break it and the "Arm" its attached to. Using the experience gained from wrestling with your friends to great effect
OH YEAH BROTHER YOU BETTER BELIEVE YOU'RE IN FOR A WORLD OF HURT.
Because I'm the undisputed heavy weight champion of all of Yan brother and you better believe I'm the cream-of-the-crop yeah.
You better believe you ain't nothin, like these trigs I'm gonna snap you into a slim Jim YEAH!
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Guys, WTF ARE YOU DOING, this guy has glue/slime skin and you want to catch it? Just cut the limbs off and then break the shell or wait until tye head tries to bite and cut it
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>>4577205
>Shatter its left leg with a single mighty blow, toppling it to the ground
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>>4577205
>Leap onto its back, and shatter its shell as you had planned

>>4577746
You gotta admit. It would be cool to just catch it and break its arm off, then beat the shit out of it with it's own arm, but I see your point.

>>4577215
>>4577219
>>4577524
Recall that the slime of the monster was able to animate the severe limb of that arm or something? Beyond being sticky and slimy, I think the slime contains a more malicious side effect. Potentially corruption?

Anyone wonder if theres a Warp/Chaos gate on Shegrula? The Emperor went through one and because a powerhouse. Horus went through one when he was corrupted, and was nearly on par with the Emperor. Wheres our portal?
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>>4577205
>> Avoid its punch, and with a powerful stab, pin its arm to its shell at the wrist
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>>4577205
>Leap onto its back, and shatter its shell as you had planned
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>>4577751
The portal they went through led to the home of the gods itself, not just any only portal.
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>>4577205
>Shatter its left leg with a single mighty blow, toppling it to the ground
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>>4577205
>> Avoid its punch, and with a powerful stab, pin its arm to its shell at the wrist
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>>4578085
>>4577762
forgot i voted, didn't mean to double
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>>4577230
I'll change my vote to

>Hop onto it's backas planned.
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>>4577746
We’ve fought and suffered worse.
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>>4578224
Without reason? No I doubt it
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>>4577866
The Emperor basically went to the home plane of the 4 and told them "you know how daemons perma-die if directly killed in the warp and you are like daemons turned up to 11? Well, now I know were you live fuckers. Tell me how to make Primarchs"
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>>4578248
Alternatively

>Next on Void-dragons den
"Hey, gods, Guess what, I really have this fantastic new idea for a plan of universal conquest, and I'm looking for several million books on arcane soul physics to get started."
>After programming, The candidate broke all his promises and repossession teams were dispatched.

Changes by edition.
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>>4577205
> Avoid its punch, and with a powerful stab, pin its arm to its shell at the wrist
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Alright calling the vote now, sorry for missing a day, felt like shit

Catch its fist:4
Shatter its leg: 3
Avoid it's punch and pin its arm to the shell:3
Leap onto its back:3

Alright, so Lieren will attempt to catch it's fist and then break its wrist and arm

Writing now
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>>4578254
Yeah, the Emperor took advantage of the 4 not knowing about tech and thus, the internet, to pull a nigerian prince scam on them.
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You react quickly, turning to face the oncoming fist with outstretched arms, catching your Guandao by proping it against your chest, kicking the end of it to make it fall into position to do so. The fist flies through the air, far quicker than its size should allow it to move. Slime and ichor mixed with blood flies off of the limb in a most foul slurry, like the arm had become a slobbering tongue of a half starved hound or drunkard.

To make your stance even more stable and unbreakable, you dig your feet into the soft soil beneath your feet, compressing it and hardening it. Heel pressed down first, then toes driven though the mud, encouraging the dirt to fall over you armored feet and encase them as a tomb, functioning like mortar holding the bricks of a mighty wall in place. Then, as the colossal hand comes within inches of colliding with you, you crouch slightly, moving your center of mass and balance and strengthening it even further, bowing your legs in anticipation of the impact.

Grasping with your left hand, you drive your steel and leather covered fingers through the coating of colorless slime running thick over the skin of the monstrosity's hand, and burying it into the open wound upon its back. Gripping tendons, muscles, and exposed veins, you pull the arm to the ground, feeling pressure build as you cut off the flow of blood with your vice grip. The momentum carried through the punch, breaks the ground and pushes you deeper into the muck beneath the battleground, as the fist cuts a deep furrow into the ground. Not hesitating another moment, you reach forward with your right hand, and dig your fingers into the open gash upon its wrist. Already the beast his screaming, snapping its teeth in the air and pawing at its arm, the very same slime that had served it so well in the hunt keeping it from being able to pull its own limb out of your grasp.

Its muscles tense and pull, as it puts all of its strength and bulk into its futile attempts to free its injured limb from your grip. Despites its massive size, and unnatural strength it is no match for your own body and the power it holds, despite your smaller stature compared to the abominations own form. Using a technique you've perfected in playing and rough housing with your dear friends, you for the first time put all of your prodigious strength and might into the move. For you have always taken care not to injure any of your wrestling partners. This move is on used to flip a man onto his back, by grasping his shoulder and waist. One that Small Chen had taught you, when he used it to throw Xin into the air, after the energetic fellow got a big head after winning two bouts with Fat Chen and drawing with Red Face. However, as the arm is connected to a larger body, and cannot be lifted off the air by itself.

This technique will instead snap bone, rip tendon and tear muscle. Rendering the limb a mangled mess, utterly crippled and completely useless.
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>>4579528

If you put this much effort into applying this move upon your fellow man, they'd be torn in twain and pulped beneath your hands.

Mud Mouth shrieks and cries, as the armor covering your begins to buckle and bend, unable to move alongside your limbs as press them to their limit. There's a dull burn running through your arms, the strain of muscles working to rip and tear something that even sharpened steel had difficulty piercing. Slowly, the limb begins to twist, as you lean forward, pulling your left arm down as you raise your right.

The plates and rings of steel covering your arms snap and break, making an almost musical chime as they're ruined. That is followed shortly by a thunderous crack. The fist has been twisted around completely, suffering two rotations before the joint was completely separated, the energy released from the tension snapping and you driving the arm into the ground as the resistance to your grappling suddenly vanishes, cracks the bone connected to the wrist. And the act of slamming the limb down so suddenly, your strength no longer held back by struggling against the beast's own unnatural might, dislocates the bone from the body. It goes limb, like a dead eel, twitching in the muck, shards of bones jutting and stabbing out of the wrist and elbow.

You release your grip and step out of the crater that had been formed around you. The arms and chest plate of your armor have become completely unusable, the steel bent and twisted from your show of inhuman strength, and broken. The chest piece has a great crack in its front, and the plates of steel along your torso and arms have been broken into many pieces as your body pressed against them, the rings having been completely lost when they strained against you, scattered now to the forest floor.

And even if the steel could have endured such force, it is now befouled by the disgusting slime of Mud Mouth, which you were lucky had not soaked through the leather and touched your skin. Otherwise you may have had to resort to immolating yourself to clean away the taint of such a foul substance. It's beginning to harden and turn white.

So, as Mud Mouth lays collapsed before you, swiping its only functioning arm's remaining three fingers at you, to try and keep you away as it snaps its teeth and retreats into its beetle shell, hissing and making gestures to try and scare you away as if you were a predator, you begin to strip yourself of the ruined pieces of your armor.

Which unfortunately includes most of the protection for your upper body, leaving your shirt of panther fur and leather exposed, and your arms entirely uncovered and bare. Your helmet and chain veil remain intact, and your greaves have only lost their outer plates of steel, the chain beneath remaining intact.

grabbing your Guandao again, you turn back to the Mudmouth, the pile of broken armor glinting in the morning sun and casting strange rays of light through the fog and gloom.
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>>4579529

Its single, baleful eye looks at you now, filled with fear and mortal dread.

Its head rises from its shell, shaking and quivering with pain as its second mouth yells and howls at you. It kicks up handfuls of dirt and stone, tossing them at you as it tries to clumsily retreat into the soil, its blackened feet kicking and flailing impotently at the dirt. Shaking its trout like head, it snaps its teeth and mandibles, hissing and shrieking as it spits and drools. The only thing this display provokes in you, is disgust at how similar its voice is to a terrified maiden. Which only makes you want to slay the beast quicker.

Raise up your weapon, you confidently step forward, having already picked out where its arteries lay within its distended throat. But as you move to continue your attack upon the beast.

You hear two sounds, a terrible, laughing shriek like a mixture of a slaughtered swine and drunken man, and the galloping of hooves. Six of them.

Your trusted steed bursts from the undergrowth, rushing to your side past the injured Mud Mouth, as a great shadow cast by a creature nearer to your size, descends from the treetops.

Burning lasher. It does not, however fall upon your horse, but rather, as a flash of dark red hues and bright pinks, falls upon Mudmouth. Its hooves stomping onto its back as it roars towards you, having heard the wounded beasts struggles as it no doubt tried to make a meal of Cui Fu's horse.

Who has kept running, knowing that retreat is not so shameful when your life is on the line.

What a horrid creature it is, with a face like a mixture of a hounds and horse, curved, hooked fangs and three tongues ending in stingers like those of a wasps. It's eyes burn with malice, all four of them, as it kicks and stomps at Mud Mouth, who tries in vain to bash it off of its back with its hand, unable to turn its neck around to bite at it. Burning lasher grips its fingers with its crab like claws, each sharpened and serrated as a cutting knife would be. Its chest...is human, but covered with a thick fur. One of its tongues lashes out, coated in a green liquid, and begins to stab and whip at Mud mouth.

Well, that was quite unexpected.

What is your third move, Lieren?
>Let them do battle, and attack the victor.
> Step back, and with a mighty toss, throw your Guandao through Burning lasher.
>While Mud mouth is distracted by its new assailant, Cut its throat.
>Roar a challenge to burning lasher, and trick it into stinging the tree behind you, and then sever the tongue its connected to
>write in

Sorry again I didn't update yesterday.
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>>4579432
that makes me imagine the warp as a nursing home and the four as its elderly patients, and Big E as a phone scammer
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>>4579530
Relax man, It's cool

Now while I want to let them fight it out, it's more effecient to slit mud mouth's throat to prevent it fleeing underground, then dealing with Burning lasher.

>Cut Mudmouth's throat
>Roar a challenge at Burning Lasher to trick it
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>>4579530
>While Mud mouth is distracted by its new assailant, Cut its throat.
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>>4579541
Can mud mouth still dig? I thought the beast used it's arms to dig and cannot escape anymore. We should let them wound and tire each other a little longer while we study them and seek any weakness we can, having a decapitating strike ready for both of them at any time. We should only attack if any of them tries to escape
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>>4579562
That's a fair cop.

I'll switch to
>Let them tire themselves out, Only kill one's trying to flee.
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>>4579530
>>While Mud mouth is distracted by its new assailant, Cut its throat.
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>>4579530
>write in
Let them weaken each other for as long as they can, use the time to study them for weaknesses and to learn of their attacks and movements. Have a way to kill at least one of them at any time (without it leaving us at the mercy of the other beast) and strike if any tries to flee. The main objective should be to either avoid Mud mouth to flee or to cripple Burning Lasher's ability to fly/ move fast while keeping Lieren from reciving much damage
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>>4579539
The Emperor probably went full
>Emps: Look, xenos ruined everything and I hate them, so I'm going to start a giant crusade. I need superhuman generals to do so, so in exchange for the knowledge and power to make them, I'll send a fuck ton of xeno souls into the warp, but I get to keep mankind, deal?
The 4: So you want to be the racial god of mankind?
Emps: Fuck, no! I just want to be the Emperor.
Khorne, Nurgle and Slaanesh to Tzeench: Is he telling the truth?
Tzeench: Well, yes but-
The 4: Deal!
[And then everyone got fucked, the end]
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>>4579530
>> Step back, and with a mighty toss, throw your Guandao through Burning lasher.
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>>4579530
> Step back, and with a mighty toss, throw your Guandao through Burning lasher.
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>>4579530
> Step back, and with a mighty toss, throw your Guandao through Burning lasher.
The Guandao can be retrieved later so we can kill this thing now while it's distracted. If we can retrieve it, the Mud Mouth is crippled enough that we can use one of the felled trees and a heavy club.
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>>4579530

>Cut Mudmouth's throat
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Calling the vote now, Sorry for the wait.

Cut mud mouth's throat:3
Let the two beast's tire each other out:2
Study them as they battle:1
Impale Burning Lasher:3

Alright, so Lieren will attempt to Slay both the beasts in a decisive attack against them as they do battle with eachother.

Writing the update now
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Who do you guys think Lieren will get along with the most? I don't know much about Omegaon & Alpharius, but I think he might get along with Perty and Vulcan.
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>>4580931
He’d probably sympathize a lot with Curze and Angron.
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>>4580935
How can we fix them? Curze started referring to himself as the Night Haunter somewhere around the time he got his legion, and Angron is perpetually angry. I do recall we had a discussion about Angron's problem last thread. It had something to do with half of his brain and cerebral spine being replace with the butchers nails?
How do we unfuck him? Aparent there were no advanced medicines stuff available or else he would of had that done already. That or GW is shit.
Should we dedicate some of our time and resources during the Crusade to try and find a cure?
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>>4580938
It would be better to spend time learning biokinesis and unfuck him with space magic.
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>>4580938
Unless we find some potent archeotech.
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>>4580943
What's biokenesis? Would we even have that?
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>>4580938
>Aparent there were no advanced medicines stuff available or else he would of had that done already.
Emps said that if he really wanted to, he could remove them, but that Angron was useful enough as is. Or something along those lines.

>>4580953
A specific psyker discipline. We haven't really showed any potential for active psychic powers, our truesight or whatever you want to call it is probably about as psychic as we're ever gonna get.
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>>4580962
>Emps said that if he really wanted to, he could remove them, but that Angron was useful enough as is. Or something along those lines.
That cheekie motherfucker. Well there's no reason why we can't try to heal him regardless. He would definitely be more useful alive than dead, and lets be honest. GW did Emps dirty by hitting him with the autism stick.

Do you think if we invested more heavily into the Monk route, we might show some psychic abilities?

>>4580923
Will we get space magics or is that spoilers information?
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>>4580964
>Will we get space magics or is that spoilers information?
I’d be disappointed it we didn’t considering how interested Tzeentch must be in Lieren.
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>>4580964
>GW did Emps dirty by hitting him with the autism stick
Yeah, it makes sense that he's a driven, uncompromising, conqueror, but GW turned that up to 11, much to my chagrin.
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However, despite the low cunning seemingly held by all magical beasts based on your encounters with three, and the fact they were all once men, they are utterly mindless outside of an instinctive drive for destruction. Animalistic, and cleverer than most beasts, but they always act foolishly, as if they are maddened or rabid. Doing things that seem simply insane from your perspective, even for a beast. A fog panther would never turn its attention away from its most foe, even when surrounded. Even the scavenging Jackals, know when they are outmatched. Mud mouth realized your might, yet attacked you still, when the instincts of a normal beast would have driven it to flee the moment it was injured or even when it knew you were stronger than it and intended to battle it still.

And it had once been a man, as had The Toad dragon, and Burning lasher from how it holds and balances its weight and the look of all to human glee in its eyes, which shined with sadism and cruelty, as if it could feed off suffering itself. Whatever had changed these creatures had so shattered their minds, it would seem. Even now, they ignored you to battle each other, snapping, clawing and stinging, as if destruction and death was the meaning of their very existences, rather than survival, as it was for all other beasts upon Shangrala. Mindlessly devouring, mindlessly destroying, mindlessly killing.

What a hellish existences these patchwork creatures must live, seemingly ageless, yet so lowered from their previous existence that even you yourself who can see them for what they once were, struggle to accept that they were once men. Whatever magic, curse or sorcery that did this to them, must be the foulest thing beneath the heavens. To so utterly change and ruin a human being into something that simply should not exist, that should not continue to live as twisted and broken as they are in body and mind.

But pondering the nature of these two beings, and what led them to take on their current form, is meaningless. You have grown both in height and strength since you did battle with the Toad Dragon, if another of its breed were to rise and emerge from the fog, you could slay it with far greater ease than the you did some four years ago. This is proven by the ease at which you crippled Mud mouth compared to the struggle required to injure the fallen lord of all rivers and mountains.

There's no reason to be cautious or to think further upon the existence or abilities of these monstrosities. The time has come, for them to wiped from Shangrala and cleansed from reality, as if they were a stain upon silk robes. No longer will they assail your senses with their corruption, no longer will their forms disgust your eyes, no longer will their stench sour the air.

By your observations, neither of these beasts pose much of a threat to you as you are now. Hefting up your Guandao, you act without further hesitation, stepping back to adopt a more proper stance, that of a thrower.
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>>4581000

Using your left arm as a guide, by holding the limb straight in the air in front of you, you pull your right arm back. Adjusting your grip, you focus upon the center of "Burning Lasher"'s torso. It may still resemble the body of a man, but it to has been twisted, strange organs and veins pulse beneath its leathery skin. But, no creature can survive having all its organs destroyed, no matter what their function may be for the lifeform.

Pink ichor and green drip down from two of its stinger tipped tongues, as it tries to stab them into the bulging neck of Mud mouth, both of them becoming entrapped by the slime coating its flesh. Mud mouth grasps blindly for its assailant, its tongue struggling to twist around to view it.

Stepping forward, you launch the giant guandao you wield as if it were a common spear. It cuts through the air, almost seeming to howl as its pole of steel bends and warps, like the way a fish's tail moves. Burning lasher has enough time to look up, realize and attempt to flee its rapidly approaching doom. However it cannot move with enough haste to escape the metal missile and prevent it from reaching it's target.

There's bone chilling gasp, a loud squishing sound like an overripe peach being crushed in the hand. And Burning Lasher vanishes from your sight, replaced by a fine mist of blood and the two abominable fluids that had so foully dribbled from its mouth and tongues. By time you blink again, there's a thud, followed by a crash, and then another. It seems there was enough momentum left in your weapon to carry burning lasher to the nearest tree large enough for it to collide into without simply being crushed beneath its weight. And said tree, was felled after your weapon crashed into it and most likely continued on its path, leaving whatever was left of burning lasher's body upon it.

Mud mouth struggles to raise its head, noticing the absence of burning lasher. And you see the confusion in its eye turn to mortal terror as it remembers in the haze of its panic, that another beast had been attacking it before. Right as you march up to it once again, luckily it seems the still living yet rotted arm of the Vishnu had fallen quite close to where Mud mouth emerged in its attempt to devour you.

It moves still, attempting to strike against its slayer still. You release whatever life had possessed the limb with a solid stomp of your foot, and retrieve the axe in one fluid motion. Testing its weight and durability with a few rapid swings, you grab grip the otherwise mighty stone axe in one hand. It should be able to endure at least five strikes before it loses all of its structural integrity and turns to dust and pebbles.

Mud Mouth launches one last impotent attack, more of a final struggle to survive than anything else. It of course fails, as it cannot turn its neck and head around quick enough to begin biting at you, especially since its body remains collapsed on the forest floor.
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>>4581002

Its remaining arm is simply unable to support its bulk any longer.

Its single, spite filled eye glares at you, as you begin to break the simple war axe against its neck, like it was the trunk of a great and ancient tree. First strike, breaks through its skin, slicing through fat and flesh alike as cracks form in the stone that makes up your tool. Second strike, deepens the wound as the cracks deepen and shards embed themselves in its quivering meat and twitching tendons. Third strike, you can barely call your tool and axe anymore, but a river of blood flows from the gash you've carved into the beast's neck. Forth strike, the wound is further deepened, you can see its spine and arteries now, as both of its mouths wail like a maiden tortured in the foulest manner.

Fifth and final strike, what's left of the axe has been shattered into the ruined flesh of Mudmouth, and the splinters that had once been its handle fall from your hands. You've severed its artery and spine with ease.

Mud mouth's hand claws and digs at the dirt as it hisses and chokes on its on blood.

You whistle, calling your trusted companion and steed back to your side, as vermin and insects begin to gather to feed upon the corpses of the two abominations slain by your hand.

What do you do now, Lieren?
> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
>Ponder how exactly a man becomes is transformed into such a foul existence.
> Leave a sign on a tree, written in both Vishnu and Yan, proclaiming the deaths of both the beasts at your hands
>write in?
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>>4581000
> You have grown both in height and strength since you did battle with the Toad Dragon, if another of its breed were to rise and emerge from the fog, you could slay it with far greater ease than the you did some four years ago. This is proven by the ease at which you crippled Mud mouth compared to the struggle required to injure the fallen lord of all rivers and mountains.
Well then.
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>>4581003
>> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
>>Ponder how exactly a man becomes is transformed into such a foul existence.
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>>4580964
All primarchs have some level of space magic.
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>>4581008
You have to remember, Lieren has been active for just eight years at this point and he has certainly not been idle for any of those years
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>>4581010
supporting
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>>4581003
>> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
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>>4581003
>> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>>Ponder how exactly a man becomes is transformed into such a foul existence.
>> Leave a sign on a tree, written in both Vishnu and Yan, proclaiming the deaths of both the beasts at your hands
I was about to ask for all, but taking bits of chaoshit to keep is literally never good (unless you're Logan Grimnar).
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>>4581049
The parts we’ll take won’t have Chaos taint so you don’t have to worry.
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>>4581050
>implying there are parts of daemons without chaos in them
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>>4581053
We had this argument last time and Malal confirmed there won’t be. Also how do you expect Chaos to corrupt us when we can literally see it?
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>>4581000
>You have grown both in height and strength since you did battle with the Toad Dragon
HES A BIG BOY!

>>4581003
> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
Make sure to remove the surrounding trees so we dont cause a forest fire.
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>>4581056
>I saw the car coming officer, how did it hit me?
A zero-tolerance policy for all things chaos fits Lieren's character. He's humble, even if the chance of corruption is low, he'd consider the possibility of him lapsing into things.
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>>4581062
You misunderstand dumbass. Lieren can literally see if something will cause corruption or not otherwise he would have never been able to see that these daemons were former humans. He’s not going to do an action that will get him corrupted.
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>>4581062
>>4581068
I don't know about you guys, but the hopeful noble bright side of me hopes that the spirits of these dead corrupted humans are purified. Maybe they'll be in the world spirit thing of Shangrula if we preserve our home planet's ecological purity, or maybe the spirits of the dead guys will leave to the less shitty parts of the warp.
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>>4581068
None of the primarchs (with the exception of Lorgar) thought to themselves "Today I'm going to be corrupted by chaos. To do this I will need to do x, y, and z." Primarchs, for all their power, are incredibly fallible. Lieren, however, is aware that he is not perfect and that he has faults. Faults that every chaos god will do their damndest to exploit so they can have a competent lacky other than Horus. Having chaoshit in our possession makes that all the easier for them.
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>>4581073
Last time we killed a daemon we took a trophy from it and Malal confirmed that it wouldn’t cause Chaos corruption. Considering that he’s offering it as an option now (and the fact Lieren has an eye for Chaos bullshit) it likely won’t cause any problems.
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>>4581074
Are you dense? Your argument is completely unrelated to the topic at hand. Chaos corruption is a non-issue here and we can ask the QM to confirm for paraniod dumbass.
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>>4581079
>>4581082
>Last time we killed a daemon we took a trophy from it
Are you sure? I do remember that option being presented and an argument ensuing, but don't remember that option winning out.
>it likely won’t cause any problems
Malal runs 2nd Primarch Quest, not Uncorruptable God Quest. Nearly every quest I've played has an option or chance to be evil. You're getting ridiculously angry about being cautious around something referred to as the Primordial Annihilator, I suggest you go on a nice walk, perhaps make yourself some tea. Malal, if I really am a paranoid dumbass, please let me know.
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>>4581079
Honestly? I think the majority is cool with collecting all the trophies. If anything we'll lock em all up in some chest. When Super King Dad arrives and we eventually spend time with him mid warp jumps back to terra, we can bring up the topics of all the things we killed. If the Emperor is smarter than what GW made him out to be he'll eventually draw some conclusions to chaos. "A Tree eyes dragon? A big ham bird? A pink thing? Son you should burn your trophies."
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>>4581003
> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
>Ponder how exactly a man becomes is transformed into such a foul existence.
As before, we shall burn the trophies in front of the Vishnu, after we find them and show them the beasts are slain.
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>>4581084
We took the tail scythe thing as a trophy. It was the strongest thing to survive, and had the least amount of dankness to it.

Guys guys guys. So some of these demon things obvious exhibit traits from the Chaos Gods or otherwise. The dragon was a demon of Nurgle, but what about the mud mouth and lasher? Could they be from chaos undivided or do they belong to a specific demon? Think we'll encounter a demon or Corn?
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>>4581089
Actually we kept the last trophy if you back in the threads and check for yourself
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>>4581084
It did, but as people were cautious then , Lieren will be now
The option here is to the same thing he did then, Take a piece of the creature as proof it's died, show it to a group of people
Then cast it into the hottest fire he can produce and thoroughly clean himself.

Sorry if that wasn't clear, but as Lieren hasn't been shown to keep Parts or items of his kills (Outside of pelts, meat, and Cui Fu's horse and technically Dandan, Daiyu and Dai Niu if you want to stretch the definition a bit)
I figured that it'd be obvious that he wasn't going to hang onto their parts, especially as half of his thoughts while fighting them can be summed up as "BAD, WRONG, DISGUSTING, WRONG"

>>4581094
And tossed it into a fucking furnace once its use of "Hey, Toad dragon is actually dead" was fulfilled.
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>>4581084
Dude it’s not an engine of corruption that will instantly corrupt us. It’s some weak daemon that doesn’t even have enough warp juice to taint the world around much less us. Now if it was a greater daemon I’d start worrying, but then again Chaos is at it’s weakest point and losing power fast.
>>4581088
It would be a good way to get him to open up about since we’re so close to the truth and have hard proof.
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>>4581099
I thought we did but don’t remember reading it in that post.
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>>4581099
We burned it? Oh well I'm fine with us burning the hell out of everything once we show everyone the proof.
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>>4581110
I retrieved the exact line where Lieren did

>"I wouldn't call it temper, it is merely displeasure in having to wait to return to my work" You sigh heavily, shaking your head as you toss the bone blade with the rest of the furnaces fuel "A few more days until the lands of Gao are fully connected, while not a great time, is long enough for children to starve and who knows what set backs we'll encounter now, in our great labor together"
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Honestly killing a daemon, taking a trophy as proof, then public burning the trophy sounds like an initiation rite.
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>>4581119
Now that's something I can get behind. Perhaps for our 1st Company (presumably veterans)?
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>>4581119
this made me think up a funny scenario

>Months of shame somehow happens in this timeline as it did in canon
>Lieren's sons quickly rush to hide the fact practically every recruiting world of theirs know Daemons are a thing because they've been mimicking their primarch's deeds for so long
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>>4581084
>played has an option or chance to be evil.

Oh I have plans, don't worry.

But it'd be lame If I went "Hurrr you got blood on you from fuck huge monster #9? now you are dammed forever, join Logar in his sad bitch tower, hurr hurr hurrrr"
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>>4581128
there were some dm/gm that done that a few times.

those dm/gm where cunts and their quests died off after said deed was done (looking at you princess guard quest).
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>>4581049
Support.
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>>4581183
I dropped that quest when the QM effectively "killed" the original MC.

Fuck you Princess QM and your shitty CyberSpace Virus. I want my baby boy back.
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>>4581003
>Write-In
>> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
>>Ponder how exactly a man becomes is transformed into such a foul existence.

Much like with the Toad Dragon, Lieren will take is usual caution for show the proof of his kills. Cut unique recognizable parts, purify them in fire and clean them in water for destroy the foulness and put them to an end of a long stick for keep some distance. After showing them to the tribes, the trophies will be destroyed.
Before this happen though Lieren will clean his body and equipment. And look around for the bones of that small party of brave hunters. They shall be put in a small shrine where they will be protected from weather and nature. This will honor their sacrifice and ensure they are remember in future history books, as well visited.
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You guys remember how the Vishu guys Lieren had to kill all were practically shirtless?
The fact that our boy is shirtless, but also going to present to remains of two legendary monsters to the Vishu Tribe will probably result in the mad lads worshipping the hell out of our chinese primo.
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>>4581000
>>4581002
>>4581003
>>> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>>>Ponder how exactly a man becomes is transformed into such a foul existence.
no trophy of foul sorcerous mutated creatures. burn it all. If they believe us they believe us but no remains to do funky rituals or spells with them. All of the parts will be burned and turned to ash and cinders.
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>>4581308
See >>4581099
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>>4581003
I guess I’ll change to
>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
Since some people can’t read.
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>>4581003
> Form a massive funeral pyre for the two beasts and remove their taint from this world.
>Take a trophy from each, to present as proof of their death to the wild Vishnu, and find them
Get back our weapon.
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>>4581363
Yeah, we should get our gunda back.
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Calling the vote now, so sorry for the wait. Been having trouble sleeping as Xmas nears, for some reason or another.

Funeral pyre:9
Take a trophy from each, and dispose of them after they've served their purpose: 7
Ponder how a person becomes one of these abominations: 5
Leave a sign for to tell of your victory: 2

Total votes 10

So Lieren will burn the bodies in a massive funeral pyre, take a trophy that remain, track down the vishnu while pondering how a person becomes such a monster and then once he has delivered the proof the two beasts are dead, burn the trophies as well.

Writing the update now
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But you do not saddle your horse as soon as it returns to your side and rest, rather, you work to ensure none of the filth embodied by the two slain monstrosities lain at your feet is not spread through the consumption of their flesh and thus imbuded into the very life blood of the forest and its littlest lives. You begin to gather fallen branches and smaller trees around the still form of mud mouth, before you begin to build a makeshift oven out of stones and wet clay just beneath the forest floor. Fortunately your battle with the massive beast had brought a ready supply of both to the surface, having torn them from the ground in its attempt to escape and through burrowing through the ground itself. It takes no time at all for you to build the beginnings of the primitive furnace that shall burn the two slain abominations to naught by ash and embers. It'd be better if you had a more proper furnace to burn them piece by piece with its roaring heat, but you must make do with what you have so deep in the depths of the wilds after all.

Pausing the construction of the oversized kiln for a few moments, you leave to find what remains of Burning Lasher, falling the path of fallen trees and splattered blood and ichor to the resting place of the smaller of the two magical beasts. It lays within a large crevice in a once mighty and towering tree, a crater formed by the impact of its tattered body against its trunk. It's limbs are twisted and mangled beyond recognition, little more than sacks of leather and fur containing torn and pulped flesh and blood. Already its body has discolored from a dark red to the hue that resembles an overripe plum's skin. It's entire body is a bruise, and just beneath the skin, splinters of bone and popped organs shift in a puddle of blood oozing from its many internal injuries. Its eyes stare blankly into the canopy above. Even in death, they look far too human to sit in such a monstrously deformed skull. What had happened to twist this man into this state, this appalling form? You clear your mind of such thoughts and drag the tree and the corpse embedded into it back the pyre you're building for it and its final prey.

And lay its makeshift coffin over the layer of dried tinder and undergrowth you've buried mudmouth beneath. And ill fitting tomb for any man, but neither of them were men anymore. The question remained burning in the corner of your mind, what was it that could so change a man, and twist and corrupt them so deeply that they degenerate into a form that is an affront not only to the senses but the natural order itself? You once again wash away the stray thought from your focus, but it stubbornly remains, continuously repeating the same question in clear hallways of your mind. How and why? What could possibly mutate a human being into something that can only be called abomination.

It'd be a lie to say such a mystery did not trouble you. It was an unsettling blank page in the book of your knowledge.
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>>4582062

It demanded an answer, you needed to know the answer. For how else would you avoid such a curse from befalling another man? Perhaps the next victim would be someone you hold dear to your heart? Or even yourself! But it was not the time to ponder and meditate on such grim possibilities and mysteries.

There was work to be done, and the chance that such a horrid affliction was spread through the flesh and fluids of such beasts could not be ignored. Perhaps it was a form of strange pathogen or virus, or a form of parasite that twisted the flesh and shattered the mind. Like rabies, but a thousand fold more dreadful. Without wasting anymore time, you gather more materials. More lumber, more stone, more clay, and build a great pyre beneath the dancing arms of ancient trees and the shadows they cast to the darkness below.

The makeshift furnace will serve two purposes, both of equal importance. The wall of stone and clay will foster a brighter and more intense flame, a perfect environment to reach the temperature necessary to burn away all but the most durable parts of both beasts. And the primitive oven shall also keep the flame bound in the pyre, and keep it from spreading and setting the whole forest ablaze.

You sit down, clearing the ground around the makeshift funeral pyre as the the embers slowly grow into flames, and only then do you allow your thoughts to wander.

This could no be a mundane disease or affliction. To wrought such great changes upon a body, it must be something outside of the ordinary. Sorcery? A curse of some kind? That would be a realm you know nothing of yet, and thus would the most troublesome of possibilities. Adjusting your legs and posture, you sit more upright, gazing into the fire blazing beneath the shell of stone and clay. It'd be a waste of time to reflect on a topic you have little knowledge of. It'd be more effective to think of the other possible causes of these so called Magical beasts. If it is a curse or some disease of the soul rather than flesh, then you have no way of understanding it without proper study. Study you could not seek until this war, at least, is done.

Even if it is the most likely cause, as you have read of and know of no parasite that can cause the host to turn to a mindless, bloodthirsty behemoth. It'd take a massive surplus of calories for the metamorphosis and a complicated connection between the host's very essence, deeper than any such creature can achieve. At least to your knowledge. The fact that the hormonal shifts and signals to building blocks of all life, the cells, which would be needed to even begin such a change could not be accomplished by such a simple life. They may be able to force a few lesser changes in the body and mind, but not such radically shifts of the anatomy.

So some unseen parasite has not twisted these people into the most horrible and dreadful breed of abominations. Which also rules out other diseases and invaders of the body.
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>>4582064

For they are an even simpler form of life.
The only other possibility that comes to your mind, that you have at least a vague understanding of and thus would be able to prevent or otherwise avoid further "Magical beasts" from being "Born". Is that they are exposed to some kind of energy or force. Not magical in nature, but by all rights it would seem to be sorcery to the eyes of the normal man. Something like Radiation, but instead of killing the cells it encourages them to grow and multiply rapidly, a form of mutation that occurs to a still living creature rather than through the ages along a bloodline or by sheer chance.

Perhaps a pollutant in the food or water supply, perhaps a mineral that exudes the energy, or even a device like the mechanical egg you hatched from that is powered by or produces such a force by design. A most unsettling thought. If the Primarch people could know such wonders as the device that birthed you in place of a womb and the images you saw upon its glass screen, then could they also hold the knowledge, the power, to turn man into beast.

You sigh and close your eyes, rubbing your chin as the heat of the pyre washes over you and dries the sweat rolling down your chest, evaporating it in but a few moments. It would be an unsettling revelation if your people, wherever they may be, had a hand in the creation of such foulness.

Though, such an energy by all means could be dubbed as magic or a curse. If it could cause the body to shift into such an animalistic form, a patchwork chimera of many beasts without rhyme or reason behind the mingling of features and the exact combination of parts that make up the composite monster's warped body, then it might as well be a spell, a curse unleashed upon an unsuspecting and undeserving victim.

It could be understood with study, but you'd have to find the source first. The cause. And thus risk your own exposure to the energy or force. Without being able to witness the transformation itself and its progress over time, you cannot properly comprehend how the change occurs and continues and thus gain a deeper insight into the nature of the magical beasts and their progenitor.

Which unfortunately means you are left as lost as you were before you began to meditate and ponder the true nature of these once men you slain three of now. Either it is sorcery, a curse laid upon the wicked or victims of some blackhearted scholar of the occult. Or it practically is a curse with how strange and bizarre the symptoms caused by whatever energy or force inflicts it, that could easily be mistaken as magic or might as well be for how it plays with the laws of life and nature, and twists the mind and body, and perhaps even soul.

But, this at least rules at the possibility it is a disease or parasite. So while the burning of the bodies is unnecessary, so long as the corpses do not a large enough quantity of whatever causes their transformation, be it a curse or unknown form of energy.
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>>4582065

But, for peace of mind, you shall continue burning any specimens changed into magical beasts to ash and cinder, to be certain their corruption does not spread further in their death.

Which reminds you, know must wash the filth from your own body, before you seek out the Vishnu and present to them proof of your victory.

"Come, my friend, let us bathe and forget these once living atrocities, the road ahead is long still, and we must rest and cleanse ourselves of this filth" You say softly, rising to your feet and turning away from the roaring fire, taking a moment to pat your companion on his flank before heading back to the stream to gather water with which to wash both of you clean.
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Somehow, the air seems cooler now that you've washed off and purified yourself. Sadly, as you waited for the flesh and bone of the two magical beasts to be rendered to ash, you discovered your Guandao had been irreparably damaged. While the steel could be reused, as could that of your discarded armor, once it was smelted down again, its current structure was too warp and bent to be repaired without weakening the metal greatly. And you would not go into battle with a fragile weapon.

Luckily, you always keep a few extra weapons in your luggage in preparation for such a thing. You choose a plain Jian, that would require two men to even lift or one strong man to raise up with both your hands, but in your hands it is light and easily swung. Testing the tightness of the leather wrapped upon its hilt, and finding it to be acceptably secured as a grip, you grab the reigns of Cui Fu's horse, and lead it forward as you begin to once follow the signs and tracks left behind by the Vishnu deeper into the Forest, knocking down trees to continue the rough path you had made.

Slung on the packs carried by the horse, were one half of the mandibles of Mud mouth, and hoof from Burning Lasher. Secured with rope and wrapped in cloth coated in wax, to ensure they do not harm your beloved steed by stabbing into its hide.
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Of course, the Vishnu would come to find you, you can see a few of their musclebound warriors, draped in tanned hide of those Mountain apes and Hell lizards that stalk the streams and rivers of these northern lands. They sit upon a hill, hiding behind trees and shadow, watching you and talking amongst themselves.

Despite clearly being able hunters and warriors judging from their scars and phsyique, they keep their distance, no doubt imagining you to be another Magical beast, a Giant who roars their home hungering for blood, flesh and bone.

Their dialect of Vishnu is rough, older than the one you have been tutored in and studied. But you can understand it. All they are saying, is telling the younger member of their hunting party to keep their distance, as they must first study the beast before they can learn to avoid or perhaps some distant year, slay it and be rid of it.
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>>4582067

"I am no beast!" You proclaim, the eldest of the group of five fainting as you speak in their tongue "I am Hunter, who has traveled from naught to find your people"
It is the first time you're speaking the Vishnu tongue, and you can tell it is rough in places and far to flowery in others. A marked improvement from when you first spoke the language of Yan, at the very least.

"Why do you seek our people, Oh Large hunter?" One of the younger men, with hair the color of red clay "You resemble no tribe we know and speak strangely, and are accompanied by a most strange creature"

"I wish to have knowledge of your people" You say, listening to the structure of their spoken sentences and applying the grammar to your own words as you speak "for we may be as friends in these troubling times, at least I would dream so, to prove my intentions are good and kind, I have slain two sorcerous beasts"

The men talk to each other for a moment, and you can read their lips from below the hill they lay upon. Some still seem to think you're a monster, others think you're a god of the forest, between the five, only one thinks you're a fellow man.

"Oh Large hunter, while you are quite large and intimidating, how do we know your tongue speaks true?!" the red haired envoy asks you, shouting as if you cannot hear him otherwise "And this is not some trap to feast upon our young and have knowledge of our women"

The eldest must've have presented that theory.

"I do not eat people, but as I can see that may be unbelievable to some of you, when I am judged based solely on my appearance!" You bellow back, shaking the trees around you as the nearly bare men listen closely, the youngest looking over his shoulder and looking as if he's about to bolt from just hearing you shout "I have brought pieces of my kills, if you would come down I would show them to you"

And then you must endure more arguing between the Vishnu as two of them argue that its a ploy to devour them and or steal their women, and two others are insulting and demeaning the eldest and youngest for holding such beliefs, and instead see you as a wandering god who could be enticed to give his favor to their tribe in their battle against the...Tiger people? The literal translation of the term is quite rough, so they must be referring to a neighboring and rival tribe.

Eventually they send the emissary, with the darkest skin and red hair, who had been speaking to you before, down the hill. He runs and hops down it, approaching your cautiously and staring up at you as he sees just how much you dwarf him and his fellows.

"The proof is in the bags upon my companion beast" You say, gritting your teeth and bowing your head in shame as you realize you do not yet know the Vishnu term for a trusted companion animal. The man nods, a white death mask painted over his face and bright green and blue streaks drawn over his chest, with red paint set in two great scars along his bare thighs.
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>>4582070

He tears the cloth sacks open with a dagger of obsidian and gasps, turning a few shades paler as he recognizes the contents of both.

"The Giant man speaks the truth! Earth Biter and Burning Lasher are no more! He has eaten even their bones!" He yells back, his lips stretching into a smile and revealing his teeth to be sharpened to points "All that remains are tiny parts! He has opened the south to us once more!"

The other four cheer, and the two who believe you to be divine in nature rush to your side, shouting things like "Sun eyed hunter has come!" "Father of woods will save us" and "Giant man has come from Nothing to aid us!"

The eldest keeps his distance, though his eyes are filled with the same awe as his compatriots, while the youngest stands before you, frozen as he looks you up and down.

"Brother from the depths, come come, you must see the rest of us" The bravest of them says "Aruna shall guide the way, time for great celebration is now! Large Hunter has blessed us with a great gift! There will be much celebration, and you may tell our people why you have chosen now of all times to come to lend a helping hand"


What do you do when you arrive in the village of these wild Vishnu, Lieren?
> Observe them at a distance, and find out what they are like as a people and if they are virtuous in character
>Ask Aruna to explain the Tiger people and why you are thought to be a god precisely
>Take the time to explain you are no god, just a blessed man who cannot stand seeing another man suffer
>Use their belief you are some kind of wandering spirit/ god to your advantage, and tell a story of devils in the coats of men
> write in?
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>>4582072
>Take the time to explain you are no god, just a blessed man who cannot stand seeing another man suffer
>Ask Aruna to explain the Tiger people and why you are thought to be a god precisely
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>>4582072
>Take the time to explain you are no god, just a blessed man who cannot stand seeing another man suffer
>Ask Aruna to explain the Tiger people and why you are thought to be a god precisely
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>>4582072
>>Ask Aruna to explain the Tiger people and why you are thought to be a god precisely
>>Take the time to explain you are no god, just a blessed man who cannot stand seeing another man suffer
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>>4582072
>Take the time to explain that we are just men
>ask about the tiger people (Maybe nobles?)
>Observe them for virtues.

Never assume that fellow men will always be virtuous
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So I basically just marathoned this quest, and I really really like it. Some of the writing is obviously rushed and the grammar isn't the best, but you have a great way of telling the story Malal. I can see how much fun you're having and I can honestly say I haven't seen a quest with this much potential in a long time.

The balance you strike between semi Wuxia, Shounen Anime and a Black Library novel really is great, your side characters have personality even with only a few lines, and you know how to make detestable villains. I think what really gets me is how Primarch like you've made Lieren while still making him a relatable character.

I don't know how many of you guys have read the Horus Heresy books or the newish primarch series of books that focuses on the primarchs and their legions, but Lieren really strikes me as very similar to the Lion. Having been originally raised by the wilderness and living amongst the monsters. Lieren though found a human connection much earlier on, the Lion spent his first /decade/ alone. For those who don't know, the Lion's homeworld of Caliban was infested with similar beasts to the ones we've slain, and the Lion killed a vast majority of them with his bare hands. The similarities are staggering but what really strikes me is the differences, because of his origin the Lion is very reserved and taciturn, brooding even. Lieren is none of those things because he found human connection early, he believes himself to be a man, and not simply the greatest beast in the forest.

He's also very similar to Lorgar, but Lorgar was... Abused and used by the man he trusted most, his father. Kor Pharon molded Lorgar into a tool to conquer his world, and then a weapon of the chaos gods. I suspect if 'ren had been found by one of the corrupt nobles he could've ended up like that, but he was lucky and adopted by a wise and old farmer.

The last similarity I see is with the Khan, the Khan is very, very philosophical. His personal philosophy is one of outward discovery and freedom, rather than cultivation of virtue and inward discovery. The open steppe and its clear sky versus the clouded and serene misty valley I suppose. The main difference we have with him as far as I can tell is that we.... Well shit honestly we're very similar to him except that he emotes far less, and is only slightly less poetic. I think we'd get along with him great.


tl;dr Great Quest QM I'm really glad I found it.
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>>4582072
Supporting >>4582088
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>>4582072
> Observe them while talking to them, and find out what they are like as a people and if they are virtuous in character
>Ask Aruna to explain the Tiger people and why you are thought to be a god precisely
>Take the time to explain you are no god, just a blessed man who cannot stand seeing another man suffer
>Explain to them our mission and that we would like their brave tribes to join us. In exchange we will help them in settling in a better land or if they prefer to live here to help them building better settlements in their home and connect them to our peoples ones.
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>>4582176
Support, either the tiger people are the Yan and they are willing to help or the they are another vishnu tribe that we need to unite to make the forest peacefull
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>>4582338
Or they are xenos.
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Calling the vote now. And Merry Christmas.

Take time to explain you are no god:7
Ask Aruna to explain the tiger people and why they think you're a god:7
Observe the tribe for virtue: 3
Explain to them your mission and offer them a better: 2

Alright, So Lieren will explain to the Vishnu tribe he is no god, but rather just a man, ask Aruna why they'd think he was a god and about the tiger people, while watching the tribe to judge how virtuous they during the conversation

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>>4582106
Thanks a lot. I'm really happy you're enjoying the quest so far. Really cheered me up to see your post, actually.

And yeah I will readily admit to not looking over what I write after I finish it. Also I've been meaning to start reading HH but, I have a lot of books and Xianxia webnovels on my backlog.

And I have to give props for your observations of the similarities between Lieren, The Lion, fucking Lorgar, and The Khan. One thing I love thinking about is How Lieren could react to meeting his brothers and the things that happen in the future, even if it is a long way off.

If I fuck up in the characterization of any of the primarchs, be sure to let me know, as I REALLY DO NOT WANT TO MAKE THAT KIND OF MISTAKE.
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>>4582749
I really suggest reading the Primarch Series, if you can find them as an e-book. It really helps with the personalities of the more taciturn or brooding primarchs like the Khan or the Lion
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Happy Sanguinala, everyone!
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>>4582829
mid-tier kek
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It is a collection of huts formed of dried hides, felled trees and dried clay. The only easily accessed resources in this hellish forest they inhabit, beset by overwhelming heat and hungering beast alike. All of them walk, dressed lightly, less than even the pleasure slaves that detestable worm Gao kept to entertain his guests. Yet in a manner they are purer, than the Yan that your kin and friend. They have no shame in their bodies, yet do not needlessly display or acknowledge the bareness of them. Though their dress is scandalous by your own values, it is quite clear that the Vishnu have no Taboo of showing their skin and exposing their flesh. Most of the tribe you have been lead to, wear little. A few scraps of leather tied together to preserve their dignity, even the women walk with their chest bare and painted with natural dyes and paints. Most of the designs adorning the adults of this small forest bound community taking the form of fauna, flowers and vines, painted with thick coats of the most colorful hues of paint one could create from the harvest of the forest's own bounty.

Their skin is dark, taking various hues of clay unfired or not. Tanned like leather, only a few of the younger children are lacking scars or the paint covering their elders. But all of them look upon you as if you were a great kind, dressed in the finest of jewels and silks. Young women approach you and reach for your arms before a mere glance scares them away. The five men you met surround you, escorting you into their village of huts and simple cottages. A fire roars, the scent of cooking meat washes over you, accompanied by the aroma of bitter herbs and peppers that would numb the palate and burn the tongue. You stop, as Aruna holds up his curved blade of iron, reforged several times judging from the clear purity of the metal.

"Hunter must remain on the edge of our home, until our chief knows of his presences and deeds" He says, you focus on picking out the words and understanding the structure with which he speaks so you can more clearly converse with and understand him and his kin.

"This one understands your command, and shall remain here until the leader of your people is alerted to his presences" You say, trying to not speak too stiltedly or too flamboyantly. Yet your voice seems to embolden the young women of the tribe, who have muscles comparable to some of your own dear companions from Nothing and even your guard force. They are not soft, as Yan women tend to be, it is clear they are Warriors in both spirit and body. And it is clear your own physique is attractive to them, judging from their expressions and body language. Both of which strike you as rather lurid. But understandable considering the strength that would be required to survive in the environment they live within. Seeing might and prowess as the height of attractiveness makes sense.
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>>4582869

Only the strong can survive in these woods, of course a mother would desire a strong and powerful father for their children.
But you ignore their advances and shameless flirting, for such things interest you little. Instead, you look past them and into the village proper as your five escorts walk into it. It'd be foolish to assume these people to be of virtuous heart and spirit simply because they greeted you warmly and kindly, once they realized you were not some slavering beast hunting them and their own.

Beside the seemingly wanton woman calling out to you and begging for your attention, parading their bodies and looks before you, the village as a whole does not seem sinful nor consumed by their desire. The children help the elderly work, processing the spoils of todays hunts, weaving together clothes and sheets of plant fiber hand and hand. There is no obvious indulgences among them, and all appear to be equal, but that may be out of a sense of practicality rather than denouncing such a life style. A fat man makes easy prey for a panther, and the glittering of gold and gems attracts the eyes of predators much more than bear flesh. The paint covering them must hold a spiritual or societal significance. None of them are corpulent or noticeably obese, and despite the attention their women are showering you with, they do not appear to be consumed by lust and desire.

But a lack of sin does not make a virtuous soul. While the do not indulge in needless excesses or hedonism, as the teaching of the Journey encourage denouncing such foolishness and moral degeneration, that is not enough to be truly virtuous by the definition you believe and teach with philosophy. While they are not consumed by base pleasure, they may not yet be virtuous according to your greatest work.

So, you intend to see if they have already began the Journey naturally. Such a happenstance would bolster the authenticity of your philosophy, if men naturally live lives that at least somewhat resemble the core tenets of The Journey you have started for so many others. It'd certainly lend an air of legitimacy to your teachings, however unlikely it'd be for these wild men to hold the same virtue that your Journey preaches by sheer coincidence. But still, you watch, closely and carefully, ignoring the fawning women and girls who have surrounded you and are now competing for attention none of them shall receive.

Are they kind, generous, and understanding? They certainly do not seem cruel to their kin, but have too little for you to know if they are generous. Understanding, can only be seen when they are exposed to other people or how their arguments and little scuffles amongst themselves playout. They also do not appear to abuse the land and its resources, judging from how they live, and none of them appear to be oppressed by the others.
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>>4582871

But, it is probable that the weak are simply allowed to die in this society, for you only see strong and healthy members within this tribe. Which presents the question. Does that count as accepting the inevitable death and fading of all things? or is it the same breed of cruelty that men like Cui Fu held as gospel.

Your pondering is interrupted by Aruna's return, smiling brightly as he and his four fellows lead a man of advanced aged with more scarred flesh than unblemished skin, his skin wrinkled and pull taught like old hide and ash white hair covering his face. Most of his skin is covered in dyes rarely found in nature, and painted in no pattern, but rather drawn over his numerous scars.

"Is this the god who has come to rid us of our most hated of neighbors? And bless us with bounty, as you said, young Aruna?" He asks, stretching his jaw and showing how few teeth he retains into the winter of his life.

Aruna moves as if to begin speaking, but you raise your hand, commanding silence and attention. The chieftain looks into your eyes, and unbowed and utterly unafraid. In his prime, he could have easily fought Jinhai or even Cui Fu as an equal, and perhaps even survived a duel against you for longer than a few moments.

"Honored elder" You say, speaking slowly to make sure you maintain your grasp on the pronunciation of the Vishnu tongue "I am no god, though I may not look it, I am simply a man blessed from birth, I am your equal, not higher or lower than yourself. But"

You lower you hand and cross your arms over each other and your chest, looking the old chief in his eyes as he tilts his head curiously, not taking offense with your words or disbelieving what you say.

"As a man, I cannot stomach watching my fellows suffer. That is the reason for my action, oh venerable elder" You say humbly, slowly bowing your head. The Chief laughs loudly, throwing his head back and clapping his hands together as the five scouts look at you strangely. A few of the women making up the flock that has surrounded you take their leave after hearing this statement, but most remain and a few more take the place of those who have grown disinterested in you after you refuted the claims of divinity laid upon you by the hunters.

"What a man you are, I'd be proud to have any of my sons reach the heights you have, oh great hunter" The old man cackles, his eyes filled with amusement "If a man you are, than you are above all men besides yourself, and near the gods themselves in your might. I can tell by the air around you"

He flashes a grin, his few teeth forming an almost predatory smile despite his great age.

"It reeks of blood and combat" He says, nodding his head harshly as Vishnu tend to do, the display making your own neck ache from simply watching it "these warriors told me you alone met and did battle against two of our eldest of foes, besides the Tiger people, and the pressure of your presence tells me they speak the truth. If you are not a god"
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>>4582872

He steps closer to you, never removing his eyes from yours, a feat few men have achieved.

"You are the very peak of the mountain all men must climb in their lives" He says, bowing his head and averting his gaze finally, leaning his weight against the smoothed branch he has been using as a walking stick "And that alone deserves a feast, even if you are not a god who has come to bless us and our children who follow after us, the fact you have slain those terrible beasts needs to be celebrated"

he laughs suddenly as he turns to address his tribe, which have now gathered closer towards you who stands at the outskirts of their home, curious and awed by the giant who now walks amongst them. The two hunters who proclaimed your divinity to begin with look at you strangely, as if confused by the fact you are but a man. The eldest and youngest take the revelation in stride it seems, though the boy does seem jealous of the attention you are receiving.

"To greet our savior and strange brother who has emerged from the trees themselves, we shall feast, sing and dance until the next morning, break out our finest drinks and dried meats, today we shall live as kings!" The chief bellows, smacking a fist against his bare and painted chest. And with that, the village comes alive, rushing to their huts to find gifts or tributes to give unto you.

And the young women who have been fawning over you practically sprint, no doubt to attempt to preen themselves in an attempt to draw your eyes. Aruna begins to slip away as the rest of his people begin to work or start to sing already, dancing around the roaring fire in the center of their home.

"Hunter?" He asks, trying to avoid your eyes but smiling happily beneath his rolling locks of dark red hair "Is there something I can do for you?"

"Answer a question that has been troubling me, if you could, Aruna" You say kindly, purposefully speaking to the man as if he were an old friend of yours

"Of course, you are from another land, it is obvious you are a little confused by the ways of my people" The muscled man said, wiping his head up and down as his chieftain had done a few mere moments before "And besides, you have slain two beasts who have devoured many of my peers and betters, it'd be foolish to refuse"

He kept smiling as he spoke.

"Why did your fellows think of me as a god?" You ask bluntly, your shadow falling over the warrior as he glanced towards your face for but a moment.

"Have you ever looked at your own reflection?" He asked, grinning still as he tilted his head and laughed "You have hair like the weapons our ancestors held, your eyes burn like the shy sun. You tower above all men, your shoulders are broad and you have hard, solid muscles. You are like a young girl's dream and a man's fantasy come alive, with skin like the moon's glow. The steps you take shake the earth and uproot trees and you are dressed in fur of a white panther and the same iron that we wield but more magnificent"
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>>4582873

He shook his head, and laughed again

"Brother from the trees, how could we not believe you to be a god or new more terrible beast? You look like a man, and walk like one, even speak like one, but you are built as a god" He says, pursing his lips together and craning his head up "I would have worshipped you, we all would have, for what else could you have been but a god. But"

He sighs and bows his head

"If you are a man, then I must simply work harder to become as you are" He laughs, pounding his fist against his bare chest again "Eh, brother? do you have any other questions for me, great hunter?"

"I guess that should have been an obvious answer, but I was curious about the intricacies of your culture" You say, rubbing your chin as Aruna looks at you strangely. No doubt you spoke far too poetically than you had intended to.

"Are all of the men as handsome and toned as you, from whereever you hail from?" Aruna asks, laughing through his teeth still "What a land it must be, to birth such giants"

"As I said, I was uniquely blessed, I am but a man, the others from the land I come from are of normal stature, I assure you" You chuckle, holding an open hand towards the warrior, who copies the gesture, trying be polite and observe what must think of as a foreigner's idea of manners

"But, I must ask" You say, clenching your hand into a fist "about the Tiger people I have heard mentioned around three times now, who are they"

Aruna's expression falls and turns savage, his lips turning to reveal his teeth as he snarls.

Unsheathing his curved blade, his eyes fill with a zealot's fury.

"They are the unwanted children of wanton women and pox ridden fathers, of beasts and men. They prey upon us, war against us, and steal our women. For generations they have commanded us, told us where to hunt and taken tribute from what is rightfully ours!" Aruna roars, shaking his head and his mane of dark red hair as he spoke "And then fought against us when they grew bored. They act as if they are our rulers, our masters one year and treat us as prey or rivals the next. They have been our enemies since we came to our home. They have no fields or orchards, they barely hunt, they simply take our kills or raid our stores. They are the lowest form of life and if you were to meet one you would do better to kill it before it spoke"

Well Aruna is certainly a spirited man, and one with deep running conviction. His views of the Tiger people may be skewed but it gives you an idea of what they are like, if his ravings are at all accurate.

"So they're a group of tyrants, men who take from others which they have no right to claim?" You ask, to confirm your suspicions that they are a form of nobility that formed their own caste or tribe away from the common warriors of the Vishnu who settled this inhospitable place so long ago.

"Men?" Aruna asks as if disgusted by the mere suggestion of an association between them and himself
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>>4582874

"They walk as men, but have hides of beasts, of tigers, their backs are covered in thick fur. Their hands are claws and their jaws are lined with fangs. they do not look like you or I, they walk as men, but are not. They are kin of panther and tiger. And for generations they have attempted to enslave my people or slaughter them, they are worst than the beasts you slew, for they can speak and act as men and speak lies and trick you. They are not men"

Oh, so Tiger people was not a rough translation of the name of their tribe or tribes they war against. But rather the actual translation for what they were, spoken plainly and without flair. A description of what they were, rather than their name.

A mingling of tiger and man. How depraved.

What do you do now, Lieren?
>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.
>Tell stories of your own to Aruna's tribe and that you are fighting against oppressors yourself
> Ask where these Tiger Men are and seek them out yourself, to see how true Aruna's words are yourself
>Write in?
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>>4582808
I'll try to check them out.

>>4582829
Happy Sanguinala to you to!
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>>4582876
>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
> Ask where these Tiger Men are and seek them out yourself, to see how true Aruna's words are yourself
We're technically on a time crunch if we care at all about the war. The feast can wait for the next one if we have to kill the Tiger people.

This is quiet exciting. Could thes be genuine xenos, or a subtype of humans like those felinids?
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>>4582882
They read like kroot.

Anyway, I will support but add
>Tell the tribes tales of our land and the war we face.
Once they understand what we are doing in their forest, our intention to find if these tigers are tyrants will hold some more weight.

>>4582878
Merry Sanguinala.
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So I wonder if these tiger people can be a vassalized abhuman population, or they're chaos spawn/fucking crazy and need to be totally exterminated.

And wether Lieren will actually care to even attempt given his disgust with any twisting of the human form.
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>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.
>Tell stories of your own to Aruna's tribe and that you are fighting against oppressors yourself
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>>4582876
>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
> Ask where these Tiger Men are and seek them out yourself, to see how true Aruna's words are yourself
>Tell the tribes tales of our land and the war we face.

They seem barbarian in nature. Beside that they are halfhumans like many beastmens in the imperium, they seem uncivilized and cruel. Alongside the mutation it s almost a death sentence for them .... diplomacy could be not an option for this creatures.


>>4582829
Happy sanguinala
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>>4582876
>>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.
>>Tell stories of your own to Aruna's tribe and that you are fighting against oppressors yourself
>> Ask where these Tiger Men are and seek them out yourself, to see how true Aruna's words are yourself

A night of feasting is a good way to recuperate before we seek out these "Tiger People".
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>>4582876
>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
>Tell stories of your own to Aruna's tribe and that you are fighting against oppressors yourself
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>>4582876
>>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
>>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.

>>4582906
Abhuman strains occurred, at least the majority of them, naturally, did they not? I'm curious to see if Lieren has the same visceral reaction of "wrongwrongwrongwrong" to natural mutation of the human form as well as warp-induced ones. I'd also like him to meet a blank, but one thing at a time.
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>>4582876
>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.
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>>4582876

>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
> Ask where these Tiger Men are and seek them out yourself, to see how true Aruna's words are yourself

Happy Sanguinala anons
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>>4582876
>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.
>Tell stories of your own to Aruna's tribe and that you are fighting against oppressors yourself
The question now is whether they are abhuman or beastmen
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>>4582872
As a thing to note in regards to
>But, it is probable that the weak are simply allowed to die in this society, for you only see strong and healthy members within this tribe. Which presents the question. Does that count as accepting the inevitable death and fading of all things? or is it the same breed of cruelty that men like Cui Fu held as gospel.

Cui Fu had the easy option of aiding his people with no actual danger and didn't out of a foolish desire to breed strength through hardship.
Here, weak and frail people are a liability that is likely to get themselves or their tribe members killed. So the question is how are the liabilities dealt with?

Just out and out slitting their throats is without virtue, as is abandoning them to the jungle and seeing how long they last.
I'd say the only "virtuous" means of this going down is letting nature take it's course, the weak die when they die and if they don't, they are not weak enough to worry about.
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>>4583111
Survival is in the end earned not merely granted. Nature makes different demands of man than civilization does. All of Lieren’s teachings were meant for the civilization not primatives struggling to survive.
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>>4583138
While I recognise the truth of your words, we are trying to determine their virtue by our own standards, and the easiest way to determine between cruelty and necessity is how much of a chance the weak links get before being trimmed.

Dead at birth for looking "skinny" isn't much better than sadism, being banished because you can't keep up by the age of 10 or 20 is another kettle of fish.
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>>4583142
Our own standards do not serve, nor are "virtuous" for every situation. If Lieren understands that, he'll trutly acknowledge how he is flawed in some ways and how he can't use the same method or apply the same rules to everyone, becoming wiser in the process and also a much, MUCH better judge, philosopher, leader and overall a much better person.
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>>4583111
>>4583142
I think that Lieren would forgive (but not forget) cruelty and abuse born out of pure necessity. If keeping a weak and sickly baby alive will make another healthy one starve, the tribe would probably be justified in their decission of keeping only the strong. That said, this people (and all vishnu) have and obvious khornate influence deeply rooted into their culture, so we should make sure that they are shown that other ways of living exist and the virtues and flaws, the advantages and disadvantages of both their own society and Lieren's, then let them choose to which one they want to belong. Then if the ones that don't pick our society act violently and give us problems, we kill them all (shit, Lieren is trutly both a beast and a virtuous philosopher king).
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>>4583255
>>4583142
>>4583248
I think it would be a good idea to define “virtue” and explore when a virtue stop being such.
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>>4583068
If I remember correctly Beastmen were considered abhuman during the great crusade rather than the mutants they became after the Horus Heresy
They're as Abhuman as Ogryns are.
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Now that I think of it we might be dealing with Rakshasa and they might be sorcerers.
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>>4583274
I think that virtue being such an ample term when not defined and such a narrow one defined is going to be a mayor problem for Lieren's society if we don't solve it. Virtue varies between cultures and context. A human culture that has to face orks for centuries will value martial ability over most things. A culture that had a relatively "peaceful" history and had time to grow would vary a lot, but could possibly value mental faculties (intelligence, charisma, wisdom, etc). A culture that had to deal with a tyranid fleet are probably insane badasses that deserve a medal, and also values whatever helped them survive that mess. Lieren should explicitly tell that he doesn't fucking know what virtue trutly and fully is, as in the exact infallible definition if there is one, and that "virtue" it varies depending on the circumstances and the person, but that he has seen that certain qualities, if not taken to extremes, abused or overrelied on, can be considered virtues. He can also include in the journey that some grave sins and flaws in some specific and extreme cases are understandable if there was no other way to solve the issue and survive, and that cultures and people forced to do horrible things to survive that do not affect negatively the rest of mankind, and try to aim for the good of the majority of said affected population should be give some slack as long as such practices immediately and permanently stop once said circumstances improve to the point that taking extreme measures in no longer vital for survival.
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>>4583333
>that do not affect negatively the rest of mankind
With this I want to exclude chaos worship and treason from the list of "you had no other choice, so I understand and give you another chance" list. It's not perfect but it's much better than before.
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>>4583333
>>4583335
Virtue is apparently a “moral standard” but what is the purpose of such? Morals exist to help humans to work together, to survive, to better themselves and others, and so on.
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>>4582876
>Ask for more information about these half beast men, and try to figure out how they came to be
>Join in the feast and learn as much as you can of the ways of this tribe and their culture.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the day without an update

Ask for more information of these half beast men, and how they came to be: 9
Ask where the tiger men are and seek them out yourself: 5
Tell the tribe tales of your land and the war we face: 6
Join the feast and learn as much as you can about the tribe's culture. 6

total votes 11

Alright, So Lieren will ask more about the tiger men and how they came to be and where they may dwell , and during the feast tell stories of his adventures and the war he fights now.

Writing the update now
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"Is that so?" You ask, nodding your head along as the infuriated Vishnu clenches his hands into fists and slowly unfurls them, repeating the action thrice as if in an effort to calm his boiling rage, judging from his expression it doesn't help sooth the fire in his heart and soul. You nod again, wiping sweat from your face afterwards. Aruna tries to force himself to smile, so as not to upset his tribe's most honored guest and the slayer of two great beasts, but with his teeth sharpened into crude fangs it looks more like a challenging snarl than a comforting smile.

"Is that so?" You say again, tilting your head and leaning closer to the scar and paint covered warrior, a shiver runs through him as if he had been shocked, his eyes widening and his muscles tensing as you grow closer to him. The work of his killer's instinct, sensing how grave of a threat you could pose to him and his people if you so chose to be, or if it became necessary for you to be. Even if you are talking cordially and calmly now, like all true warriors you've met, he can sense that at a moment, the serene mien can shatter and you could take his head in the time it took him to blink with his eyes.

"Yes, they are not men, they may walk as you and I do, at a distance or covered in fur they may even appear as men, but it is obvious they are not. Their blood, which once burned with the same fire as my people, has been corrupted and now runs as cold as ice. They are a cruel breed, and of tainted stock" Aruna says, snarling and shaking his mane of hair around again "And to merely speak of them sours my tongue, you must understand the hatred that flows through my veins, Hunter from nowhere"

You listen, flicking sweat from your fingers and clearing grim from beneath your nails, but being sure to keep your gaze on Aruna, so he does not think you to be ignoring him or lacking the understanding to comprehend his words. Each sentence that is spoken by him deepens your understanding of his tongue, as does the shouts and excited conversations of the village working to prepare a feast on such short notice.

"I do, for I have felt such hatred myself to be truthful, but I am curious of these creatures" You say as Aruna glances over his shoulder, grinding his teeth as he looks for anyone else who can answer your questions, but alas all of his fellows are hard at work preparing for the celebration. He is trapped. And he knows it.

"How to best kill them?" He asks hopefully, smiling and barring his teeth once again, but his eyes look nervous. Since he knows and fears that you will ask everything but that, specifically.

"I am sure I could figure that out myself" You say, returning his smile exactly as he does, to make him feel more at ease and less awkward speaking to the strange pale giant who had marched into his home so boldly
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>>4584284

"No, rather I am curious of their origin, how they came to be, and their ways. You've said they at times seek to enslave you and at times seek to simply erase your people, why is that?"

Aruna shrugs.

"How am I supposed to know the mind of a beast? Sometimes they steal our children and women, sometimes they simply kill them, sometimes they avoid our hunters, other times they seek to devour them" He says through his teeth, eyes half closed as he crosses his arms over his chest "At times they have spoken to us, at times they refuse to. One year they will be cowardly and meek, the next bold and ruthless. Our ancestral enemy is not"

He pauses, flicking his tongue out and licking his teeth as he thinks of the word to use next, so you can understand what he means.

"Predictable?" He ventures, raising an eye brow and grinning as you nod to show you understand. And you do, more than he does. The seemingly capacious nature of these Tiger men could be caused by a change of leadership. If the men of Aruna's tribe and the others who share these woods as home treat these beastly men as their mortal foe, it'd explain their varying hostility. Which could simply be caused by an inborn sadism or the changes in their needs. But if these tiger men do think like a man, which isn't guaranteed, but if they do then it'd be logical for a change in leadership as their fortunes and position in power among these wild tribes shift and change.

A time of peace, ends when a party of young "men" is attacked, a time of war ends as a bloodthirsty leader is ousted from power by those who have grown tired of conflict. An Endless cycle, perpetuated by both sides of the conflict. To a man who views them as simple beasts who walk as men, this would not be obvious. But this would rely upon them having the hearts and minds of men despite their twisted forms.

"Well how have they acted recently, if such a thing can be asked, what crimes have they committed against your people?" You question, raising a finger and causing Aruna to growl in frustration.

"You enjoy seeing me upset, don't you?" He asks, slouching his shoulders before groaning loudly and throwing his head back "Fine, I shall attempt to repeat the foul deeds of these monsters, forgive me if I fall to my rage as I do so"

"They devoured the heart of noble Chanda, stole the beauties Nalina and Maya from their homes, Sought to incite conflict between us and the men of the rivers" Aruna says, his anger growing with every word that leaves his lips "Mangled Lalit who sought to save his sister from their filthy claws, tore the tongue of Manu from his head as he was wandering the woods and have stolen our game. Since the heat has returned, these are the crimes they have committed against us, the first, but the prior year they had done far fouler"

"So they haven't attacked your home directly yet?" You ask curiously as Aruna grinds his teeth and nods
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>>4584286

"They have burnt our little brother's from their homes and attacked our sworn swords, but not the heart of our people, no" Aruna says, bowing his head, his tone low and grim

"Though I fear they will strike us if we allow them to continue their cruel ways unpunished"

You sigh and clap your hands together

"I have but one question for you now, Aruna" You say kindly, speaking gently in a bid to calm his anger before he does something foolish like charge off with his peers and launch a preemptive strike against the tiger men "How were these Tiger men brought into this world? And where do they make their home now?"

Aruna glances up at you, his eyes burning with righteous wrath behind the death mask painted over his face.

"Your people must live some distance from us, to need to ask such a thing" He says, almost amused before his voice turns cold as he tells the tale of his people "The Elders tell us, that once they were like we are, the same as us, Men. Men with gilded blood and noble names, who led our ancestors to claim riches and glory in this land, to take its people as slaves and be immortalized in victory"

"How long ago was this?" You ask, sitting down as some of the children of the village begin to creep towards you and Aruna, playing a game of who can get closest to you before running back to their friends and mothers

"May generations, we could never find our way back" Aruna sighs sadly, sorrow written plainly across his face "We should have lived as kings, the children of legends. But because those men who are no longer men were tricked by a cunning fox, we have been lost in this hellish place. Away from our homeland away from the softer lands outside of it. We have not been able to leave or find our way out. It is like a curse"

That lines up with the history told to you by the people that live around this dense and overgrown forest. A Yan Prince led the Vishnu into attacking through these woods, and they never left. No doubt because of how terrible its prior inhabitants were and the hostile conditions within. Though you had heard tales from the elderly from those villages within Dai's northern reaches, of night time raids and women taken from their homes. It is odd that Aruna speaks as though his people have no knowledge of how to escape the forest. Another tribe perhaps? The Tiger Men? or a cultural taboo that has arisen in but two generations? Perhaps the stories were simple stories, meant to scare children into obedience and away from this dangerous place.

"But, those men, dressed in fine clothes stained with the blood of their foes, abandoned my people, left them to die in the depths of this place and sought to escape, taking with them the treasures of our ancestors and the finest weapons they held" He says, smacking the sword held in place by his belt of old leather "Mine is one taken from their lesser hunters, Iron, but I have seen hunters and warriors wearing the same kind of metal as you do"
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>>4584288

"And they eventually degenerated into what they are today, through some means? You said they are kin of panthers and tigers. Did they somehow lay with those beasts?" You question, speaking quickly as you turn around as see a little boy dressed in only a fresh hide of a swine reaching to poke your back with a sharpened stick. The sight of your eyes sends him running away, shouting as if he's afraid you'll lumber after him to catch him. How amusing.

"Tch, I've heard they do now, but that is not how their misbegotten kind came to be. The Elders say, one night, as those of golden blood, having been lessened and thinned to merely eight, they heard a voice deeper in the woods, promising them a paradise upon earth, if they would only" Aruna says, children now sitting at a distance around you two to hear the story themselves. He trails off and winces as if what they did is painful for him to tell.

"Well the stories aren't clear, some say they had to slay and devour each other, and that is how the first of them came to curse the world, others say it was tigers they had to devour. Some say there was no voice, and they simply found a cave cursed by an old spirit which turned them into what they are today" Aruna says, shrugging his shoulders "Our current chief, Elder Jayesh, says it is simply that they lived too brutishly and wild to remain as men. Other's say our ancestors cursed them for damning us to this existence"

"Which story do you believe then?" You ask, the children perking up as the scent of cooking spices and roasting meat fills the air

"I believe them to be devils, but if I have to admit they were once men. The cave changed them, for they still live within and around those caves along the mountains and hills that run through this land" Aruna says with a shake of his head and hair "most believe Jayesh's words or the one who ruled before him Vipul, who was made outcast from the village years before my birth"

"You should not be speaking of such things Aruna, those who have, find the same fate as Vipul" Jayesh, the old man covered in painted scars hisses "His crimes were worse than the Tigers kin, his name is outlawed, Apologize to our guest for filling his ears with such filth"

Aruna bares his teeth and sighs, turning to your and holding out his wrists.

"I spoke without thinking, if it would please you I shall preform...how many labors again?" Aruna asks with a playful smile, clearly feigning ignorance to upset Jayesh and amuse the children.

"I'd have that tongue of yours pulled out for lying, boy" Jayesh says, snarling and raising his walking stick towards the warrior who laughs at the threat "And you, hunter who came from nowhere, I would have you sit besides me and mine during the feast, away from lying tongues like Aruna's"

"We're friends though, and it was just a joke, Elder" Aruna says with a nervous smile, like a hound that knows it is about to be scolded
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>>4584291

"Honesty is nothing to joke about, split your tongue to remember that truth" Jayesh says, sticking out his own tongue as he smacks his cane against the log Aruna had sat down upon. He then sighed and looked up to you and directly into your eyes.

"Come friend, sit and relax, you must have traveled far to reach us, and it is the only way I can apologize for this fool's tasteless joking and speaking of curse names, let music and song wash that filth from your ears" He says kindly and happily, the anger washing away from his voice as he speaks to you "And be entertained with properly told stories"
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You had been watching the Vishnu feast for sometime, to try and better understand their society and ways. And it is quite clear how different they are from the Yan. They have no manners in eating, nor shame. They tear into their food like they were starving. They play and fight in the middle of the meal, brawling over choice cuts of meat and laughing all the while. They are loud and somewhat obnoxious, singing loudly and openly belching. Some stop eating to dance, others leap over fires and guzzle down drinks afterwards. There is no order, they are not served, but rather take what they wish from a large communal table. And will beat, push or even toss those in the way of what they want. Though their is a sort of pack like hierarchy, as the young and unscarred of the tribe allows those with more paint and healed wounds get their food first. Though that could be more out of a desire not to get struck for getting in their way more than any tradition.

It all strikes you as rather barbaric, even cruel. But you can understand it, they live in a harsh and dangerous climate. The strong survive, the weak do not. as nature dictates. They are not in a civilized state, as all men you have met before. Though, you can not help but feel sorry for the smaller children and the elderly, who can barely get anything but scraps and bone. Which is why you use your massive body and intimidating aura to ensure they will get something to eat, it may go against the way of the Vishnu. But a child crying alone has always been something you could not stand.

You simply grab armfuls of fruit and cuts of dried meat unopposed, except for one man who began to call you things like Pig and glutton. So you silenced him with a quick pinch to a nerve in his neck, sending him crumpling to the ground in agony. Then as you head back to were Jayesh and his wives seated, you "accidentally" Drop most of the food you carried away from the table. Near the old men and children who could not fight for their own meals. It may prolong their suffering, or give them the chance to earn the strength these people need to survive. But you cannot, as a man raised by your father, stand to see the young or old go hungry.
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>>4584292

"Soft heart" Jayesh says the moment you sit down with a few fruits and dried pieces of meat and fat, all you need to attain the necessary amount of calories considering your earlier exercises. He doesn't seem upset, more amused by your actions than anything

"You are strong, yet you give to the weak, the ones who will not survive by their own power" He says, laughing more out of confusion than amusement "I thought you merely had an appetite to match your size but then my old eyes see you, walking over and leaving it for others"

You test the texture of an odd peach like fruit that has hard flesh and taught green skin as he speaks, eyes glancing over the feast before you. Certainly, the Vishnu are not being cruel to be cruel. Their way of fighting over food like starving dogs is to foster strength and ensure the strong are fed. And none of them seem upset by this way of life. A man who had just been brutalized by another sits next to him drinking and laughing happily. A woman who knocked the teeth out of a man for taking an apple and got thrown to the ground in return now sits in his arms, singing a gentle song to him. It's a bizarre way of life and one that is alien to you. But they are not like Cui Fu was, who forced others to live harsh lives, they simply live in a harsh land where food is scarce and danger plenty.

"It is odd to me, who has had to fight for his every meal, to see such a thing. A custom of your people?" Jayesh asks, eating an overly spiced stew of boiled meats and root vegetables "If so, how have you grown so strong. So strong as to slay not one, but two god beasts? Are you kind because you are so mighty, that none can stop you from acting in such a way? or are you mighty because you are kind and have had to work and fight ten times as hard to feed even the sickly and soon to die"

"I come from a starving land" You explain as Jayesh wipes some of the numbing pepper sauce from his chin, cleaning his fingers in a bowl of water afterwards "to me, keeping another from eating would be considering...cruel in a manner, or greedy"

The chieftain does not speak, but merely waits for you to answer the questions running through his minds himself.

"But I can see the question in your eyes, we are starving too, the land does not give food easily and the beasts we hunt devour men, so why are you different" You say, turning your eyes to the elderly warrior "And that is because my people were starved when there was much food, food that could be stored or shared, and I knew how to make more. It was hoarded away and wasted in feasts that could have fed a countryside"

"Why didn't you just take it then? if you needed it and it was wasted elsewhere, and you are so mighty, why was it wasted so frivolously?" Jayesh asks as you bite into the fruit, a bitter and sour flavor washing over your tongue as you chew on its bright orange flesh "Surely there isn't a need for celebration so often in starving lands?"

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>>4584293

"Because, my people live in a different manner, men have power because of their blood or the titles given unto them" You explain, taking another bite of the fruit and trying to grow accustomed to its foul taste "And the men in powers were fools, hedonists, sadists, who delighted in suffering of those who toiled beneath them"

The brawling and festivities stop, as the tribe realizes you are speaking and are now listening rather than celebrating the slaying of two of their oldest of foes.

"Why weren't they killed, all of my people would drive a blade into my heart if I grew so greedy as take what I could not hold, and then threw it into the dirt" Jayesh says, stuffing his mouth with a few ripe berries as he spoke, and chewed them as he spoke. A most disgusting display.

"It had been that way for generations, until I was" You say, not certain if born is the right word for how you came to be, but its the closest you have "Born, to a village so poor they were starving and were being worked to death. A sight that enraged me deeply, disgusted me"

"So you killed the fools who ruled over them?!" Aruna shouts from across the village beneath the trees, past fires and tables covered in food

"Eventually I did, but I was but one man, they could muster armies from all the lands, arm farmers with promises of food and simple weapons, force me to battle against my own people while their elites sat, armed and armored with the finest weapons and armor my people could craft" You explain, raising your pressed hands up into the air "And I could not easily take power or gain it, so I had to endure working beneath the wasteful man, Gao, until I had allies who believed in my dream and wished to see it made real, and had gathered wealth and resources to wage war"

"And then you took your food back and became the lord yourself?" Jayesh asks curiously, entertained by your simple story.

"No I had found ways to make more food, enough that all the people of my lands, from the weakest to the strongest, could be fed and endure the harsh seasons. I tamed the wilds and made it safe to travel through them, I brought inventions and wonders to the lands, and slew many of Gao's supporters, who gave him much of his power. I gathered talented, wise and strong men to my side over around six or seven years" You explain further, as the old man nods, rubbing his hands together before grabbing a flat piece of bread.

"And after all that time, you had enough power and supporters to become the new leader of these lands outside of this hellish place?" He asks, offering you a piece of the bread hesitatingly, as if to make you feel more comfortable and at home by mimicking your own generosity in a small way "Why weren't you the leader already? You said you found ways to make more food, enough that even with thieves stealing it from you, all men were fed. That would have made you the head of a tribe here, even outside of the First"
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>>4584298

"It is not so simple, the land was fractured and it took time to ensure such bounty could be sustained, before then I relied on trade between villages and my own wealth to keep as many as I could fed. I worked to connect the lands and make them prosperous, and many obstacles stood in my way, but If I could accomplish this, by building a road through the lands" You say as Jayesh nods along

"This story is getting interesting" he mutters, almost enchanted by your explanation of why you couldn't just kill Gao and be done with it

"Then I would earn the respect and loyalty of great men and women" You continue on despite the interruption "And after weakening my foe and arming my own forces with the most deadly of weapons, I was ready to declare war against Gao's masters"

"So he was not the king?" A woman calls out, she is missing an eye and has a dreadful scar across her waist, in the shape of two claw marks.

"He was but a pawn, and all my preparing, all my work and toil, would be for naught if the people who lived beneath him were not ready to defend what I had given them, what they had earned through following my lessons and teachings" You say, specifically choosing that phrasing as it would endear these men who live such brutal lives to your own people, a tale of struggle and triumph should resonate even across the obvious barrier between your two cultures "Against the rest of Gao's fellows and his own master. I had to strike at the right time, and only after he had been weakened and could not lie about me and turn the people I wished to save against me"

Jayesh smashes his cup into the table, reacting as you expected to the mention of lies, considering his cultural distaste for them. A roar rises from the crowd, bellowing insults at a man they have only just heard of, to separate themselves from this liar in your stories.

"As he had done before! Many times! he thought my words were deception, that I desired power when all I wanted was to feed my fellow man, to come to their aid!" You yell, inciting the tribe to further heights of disgust and rage "He turned against his underlings for the smallest of slights, and tortured his own sons, taking their manhood and disfiguring his wives. He grew fat despite not working a day of his life! I had to kill this man, it was like a slow poison serving him, even if it was for a good cause! and his masters are worse! they call me demon! Monster! claim I eat children and defile women and men alike! that I am corrupted soul who seeks to bring harm to his fellow man, that I use sorcery to achieve my feats and earn the loyalty of my followers. Because they couldn't do it themselves!"

Jayesh suddenly screams in rage, barring his teeth and standing from his seat.
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>>4584299

"HOW DARE THEY! HOW DARE THEY! You earned your power and position and they seek to take it from you, lie about your deeds!" He yells, clearly somewhat drunk at the moment judging by the redness of his cheeks. Which may explain why he is so insulted on your behalf, despite meeting you today "How dare they! to be so cowardly to attempt to weaken a rival by rotting their own tongues! and too accuse you of sorcery! because they were so lesser than you that they could not imagine the heights you have reached by your own strength and genius!"

"It has turned men who would follow me and aid me into enemies, such is the fear they spread with their lies, they have killed those who know me, for telling the truth of me" You say, causing Jayesh to clench his jaw so tightly his gums begin to bleed as you speak "They insult my comrades, my brothers and sisters in arms, and sought to invade the lands I have worked so hard to make prosperous and take what I and others have achieved"

"Why are you not slaying them! Why are you here!?" Jayesh bellows furiously, slapping his hand on the table "They deserve to be gutted and left to be devoured by rodents and vermin!"

"I am traveling to reach one of them, who hides behind your home, using it as a shield" You say, having gained enough understanding of these people to know how to ignite their fury and passions

"SON OF A WHORE!" Aruna yells alongside several other men and women

"And we are keeping your from your retribution?!" Jayesh wheezes, veins bulging along his arms and neck as he shrieks, as if disgusted by himself from keeping you from enacting bloody revenge against your foes for but a moment longer

How do you respond, Lieren?
> It would have been rude of me to deny the invitation, oh mighty Jayesh
> As I said when we met, I cannot stand by while other men suffer, I will aid you as I have aided so many others. Upon my tongue, I swear not one of your people will need to starve so another may live
>I knew you lived in this place, and thought we could be friends. After all, we are both fighting against a cruel enemy, are we not.
>Yes, and the men I am fighting are the foxes who tricked your ancestors to live in such harsh conditions!
> Write in

Extra thick update to make up for missing a day
Hope you all had a merry Sanguinala
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>>4584301
>> It would have been rude of me to deny the invitation, oh mighty Jayesh
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>>4584301
> It would have been rude of me to deny the invitation, oh mighty Jayesh
> The more I learn of this forest and your people, the closer I come to retribution my friend. I could only move so fast through unknown lands you see.
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>>4584301
>> As I said when we met, I cannot stand by while other men suffer, I will aid you as I have aided so many others. Upon my tongue, I swear not one of your people will need to starve so another may live
>>Yes, and the men I am fighting are the foxes who tricked your ancestors to live in such harsh conditions!
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>>4584347
Supporting
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>>4584347
Support
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>>4584301
>It would have been Rude to deny your invitation
>I have come to to aid you, as I have others, if you wish it.
>The masters I face are the foxes that tricked you into such harsh conditions.

So by aid, I take it we are offering them a way out of the forest? Or are we promising to help them tame the forest?
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>>4584418
Support
I think they magically can't leave, I think we gotta kill the tiger people if we want them to join us. I'm also interested in these caves.
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>>4584418
>So by aid, I take it we are offering them a way out of the forest? Or are we promising to help them tame the forest?
Why not both? Lieren's great road can do all that and more for this tribe.
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> It would have been rude of me to deny the invitation, oh mighty Jayesh
"I am on my way to face cowards and snakes, to meet people such as you only steels my will and fill my heart knowing the have not tainted the whole region"
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>>4584301
>> As I said when we met, I cannot stand by while other men suffer, I will aid you as I have aided so many others. Upon my tongue, I swear not one of your people will need to starve so another may live
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>>4584301
> As I said when we met, I cannot stand by while other men suffer, I will aid you as I have aided so many others. Upon my tongue, I swear not one of your people will need to starve so another may live
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>>4584418
Supporting this
We'll either have to kill these tiger people, or make peace with them.
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>>4584301
>It would have been Rude to deny your invitation
>I have come to to aid you, as I have others, if you wish it.
>The masters I face are the foxes that tricked you into such harsh conditions.
> The more I learn of this forest and your people, the closer I come to retribution my friend. I could only move so fast through unknown lands you see.
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>>4584347
support
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So what's the plan after we overthrow the Yan empire? Weather we like it or not, someone has to rule the whole thing. That, or we could make it a kind of council thing there a group of people decide what's best for the majority. Anyone got any governmental system ideas?

Inaddition to the governance of Shangrula, how will we start to advance the technological level of this planet? Will we go hard and fast? Slow and stead? Will we do our best to maintain the planet's health and keep polution to a minimum?
>solar, wind turbines, thermal power plants, dams, aqua-pumps, etc.

Does this planet have a world spirit? I think there were theories of Fenris having one after all the exodites were killed off and replaced with man, and the infinity circuit on Fenris forgetting what it originally was. On the chance that Shangrula did have some remanence of a World Spirit, what should we do about it?
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>>4585230
We are going to rule, this was never in question. We are the first among equals and that's about the end of it no matter how we pretty it up, but what we do plan to do [at least as far as I got] was make sure that we go through and cut out everybody who wasn't being a virtuous son of a bitch from positions of power before replacing the scratched noble families with others who had proved their worth in a meritocracy.

Once we control Yan, we can start spreading the giants road across all of Yan and rolling out education systems and our farming techniques to make shit better, then start our expanse into the rest of the world.

Technologically, I'm inclined to say keep our advances as eco-friendly as possible, given our philosophy demands that we preserve the enviroment. So no fossil fuels and take pains to make things as low pollution as possible. I think Electric trains would be a good thing to get up and running for quicker travel.

World spirit is immensely unlikely.
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>>4585241
>So no fossil fuels and take pains to make things as low pollution as possible
Fossil fuels generally aren’t a problem.
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>>4585244
The mining practices it leads itself to, as well as the fact that once you burn through the supply that's your lot, however is.
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>>4585230
Replacing the noble families entirely seems like it might be a bit drastic. Ensuring a greater amount of social mobility is be good, but replacing the existing nobility with travelers of our Journey I think will work a bit more in our favor. Our closest allies, noble or otherwise, the Chosen of Lieren, for want of a better phrase, will always be held in a higher regard and they will undoubtedly raise their children to undertake the Journey themselves. They can rule as we would and take some of the burden of governing from us so we can focus on further uplift and invention. In the rare case that they stray from it, we can fix it, hopefully diplomatically. Though I don't think we need to worry about that, we're inhumanly charismatic.

The Journey and our Buddhist inclinations make me think green energy is our future jam, geothermal, solar, and wind strike me as things that would appeal to us. Dams are good, I just fear for the Three Gorges comparisons. Fusion is good on paper and I have no doubt we could bring the risk down to near-zero, but human and chaos-induced human error is probably something to watch for. As an aside, I want massive reservations for wildlife, I think Lieren would enjoy them.

I haven't picked up on any hints of an existing world spirit, but how Lieren would react to one would be horribly fascinating. He'd probably try to free them from Slaanesh or make bodies for them. Might not truly realize what they are though.
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>>4585245
The planet itself produces oil through abiotic processes. This shit is easy to learn about if you actually read scientific studies.
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>>4585250
>geothermal, solar, and wind
Anon, renewable energy is a meme for retards that don’t understand energy production. Solar and wind are more destructive to the environment than fossil fuels on top of being cost inefficient.
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>>4585263
Anon, this is a quest about a giant space-demigod with godvision and potential reality-warping powers. I'm thoroughly unconcerned with realism. Even running under the assumption that you are right and that Big Oil et al hasn't stooped so low to pay people to shill on bosnian leafmulching forums, Lieren powering his planet with nature strikes me as thematically appropriate.
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>>4585271
I've got the best idea, we rig up our road to pick up the impacts of peoples feet, and turn that into electreicity.

The entire planet is powered by people undertaking a journey. Beat that for thermatics
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>>4585271
> Lieren powering his planet with nature strikes me as thematically appropriate.
Except that’s not how solar or wind works (nor would either be actually effective on this planet). You’d be better off running everything through charcoal in woodburning stoves to power everything (which is possible) and planting trees. Whereas wind requires the destruction of nature by design and solar requires industrial processes that generates more pollution than burning fossil fuels to create fragile solar panels that will only last a few years before they need to be replaced.
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>>4585276
>Except that’s not how solar or wind works
see
>I'm thoroughly unconcerned with realism.

>>4585274
I dig it, that seems like something he'd like.
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Wait how do lasgun power packs even work? They seem to be able to turn anything into a power source according what I know about them and efficient fusion power is a thing in this setting, why are we wasting our time discussing inferior energy sources?
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>>4585281
Funnily enough, one of the most commonly-mentioned ways to recharge a power pack is with sunlight. That being said, guardsmen sometimes just toss them in campfires which also does the job, though shortening the operational lifespan and increasing the rate of misfires and jams. I'd also imagine you could just plug them in an outlet or something.
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>>4585281
Some kind of hyper efficient solar panels and thermoelectric paneling. Shit can charge from the sun and being near a campfire.

I assume that fusion power will require an insane amount of technology to build. We could probably build it by hand over a long period, but there is a reason only a few forgeworlds can actually manufacture fusion generators.
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>>4585244
They will be in about a century or two of continued use.

>>4585263
I dont know what to tell you

>>4585281
They can be solar charged, or charged next to a camp fire. They are POWERFUL.

>>4585291
>Some kind of hyper efficient solar panels and thermoelectric paneling.
Sci-fi science for the wind.
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>>4585299
>They will be in about a century or two of continued use.
Not really. All of it is plant food thus not an actual problem.
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>>4585302
*All of the “pollutants” are plant food
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>>4585302
>>4585305
>Someone drowned in this pond? Why didn't they just drink the water?
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>>4585307
False equivalence. People can’t passively drink water through their skin and plants don’t actually breathe. Besides what is your problem? I actually bother to check the science before posting that.
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>>4585311
Only the kindergarden-level shit that fits your argument. Leaving out the other kindergarden-level shit like "Too much of anything is bad" and the slightly more advanced shit like "If the destruction of greenhouse gas-consuming organisms continues at the pace it's at currently, Florida will be awarded 'Most Underwater State in the Union.'" There are fungi that feed off radiation, but if someone set off every nuke on the planet, you'd find it quite the issue.
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Alright calling the vote now.

It would've been rude of me to deny the invitation: 10
The more I learn of this forest and your people, the closer I come to retribution my friend: 5
As I said when we met, I cannot stand by while other men suffer: 3
Yes, and the men I am fighting are the foxes:5
I have come to aid you as I have others, if you wish it:4

Total votes: 13

So Lieren shall simply reply it would have been rude to deny the invitation

Writing now

>>4585274
This made me imagine Lieren running in a giant hamster wheel to power all of shangrala for some reason.
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>>4585316
If we're being serious here, he could if he really wanted to.
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>>4585315
>Leaving out the other kindergarden-level shit like "Too much of anything is bad" and the slightly more advanced shit like "If the destruction of greenhouse gas-consuming organisms continues at the pace it's at currently, Florida will be awarded 'Most Underwater State in the Union.'"
Here’s a good one.
>We’ve been told global warning would cause world wide flooding in ten years for the past fifty years. Meanwhile all the people that said the world would be flooding bought up all the property they said would be flooded for cheap.
Of course this isn’t the only instance of blatant fucking lies for profiting off of idiots like you but I’m not here to argue with idiots that don’t understand or research science. I’m here for a story about a Primarch.
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>>4585331
>implying the rich profiting from lies and global warming are mutually exclusive
Anon, I'm sure you feel remarkably countercultural and woke and "not like the rest of you sheeple," but I assure you nobody else thinks so. If you didn't come to blather like a retard about this, you wouldn't have brought up a topic you should well know is going to receive (you)s, so do spare us your "I'm not here to argue with morons" shtick, it fools no one.
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>>4585341
>Anon, I'm sure you feel remarkably countercultural and woke and "not like the rest of you sheeple,"
Is it really countercultural to go to 20 different sites just to understand what you talking about? Hell I bothered to a basic google search just to find a worldbuilding blog a guy passively mentioned and found it in ten seconds. It’s nothing that special.

>If you didn't come to blather like a retard about this, you wouldn't have brought up a topic you should well know is going to receive (you)s, so do spare us your "I'm not here to argue with morons" shtick, it fools no one.
Nigga I don’t care. Also
>bather like a retard
A word of advice “people who live in glasshouses shouldn’t throw stones”.
Now let’s wait quietly.
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>>4585350
If it takes you that long to find an idiot on the internet spouting an "if global warming is real, why does it snow?"-tier argument, you really are a retard. You can find "proof" and a "study" to back it up all provided by an "informed and intelligent individual" to support literally any smoothbrained argument imaginable. I urge you to use your vaunted google skills to look up the Dunning-Kreuger effect and then take the stone I've thrown and beat yourself with it until you become cognizant.
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It seems your observations of the Vishnu's culture had proven quite accurate. With a few words you have turned these men from viewing you as a beneficial curiosity, a stranger from a strange land with strange customs and manners, that no doubt seem foolish to their common sense, to instead see you as a brother who had been wronged in distant lands, suffering from the foulest of insults in their eyes. That of a lie weighed against the truth of your nature, spoken by men who have not earned their positions, nor their power, nor wealth. Weaklings accusing their better of atrocity and the most heinous of deeds, simply because he had achieved what they couldn't it. Though it is interesting, that Jayesh and his fellows seem to suffer the most umbrage from the Yan's claim of you wielding sorcery and magic to achieve your ends than any of the other lies and rumors they spread to dirty your name and reputation. It might be because their obvious reliance on physical might and health makes such esoteric and incorporeal concepts such as magic and mysticism obscene and insulting, especially when the accused is so obviously naturally gifted in in the traits they lionize.

You show Jayesh and his similarly enraged wives a most gentle and serene smile, contrasting their rage that has boiled over their hearts and onto their features oh so clearly. Moving your hands apart, you grab a dried strip of meat and take a bite out of it, grinding the aged tendons and sinew between your teeth to shred both apart, rehydrate the meat and thus make it somewhat easier to swallow.

"It would have been rude for me to deny the invitation, to this celebration held in honor of my own deeds" You say, pausing to turn the green fruit around in your hand and take a bite out of it before, respectfully, adding "Oh mighty Jayesh"

"What foolishness is this!? To suffer such insults, such humiliation for even a day longer, just to sit among strangers who reward you for a passing kindness!" Jayesh snarl, nails digging into the rough wood table beneath him as he bows his head as if ashamed for not realizing your "plight" the moment he looked upon you "To halt your pursuit of such villains, such liars, merely to entertain us with your presence, celebrating deeds we could not accomplish ourselves! How blind I was. For another to defeat our ancient foes, is a shame upon our heritage, but to delay such a mighty warrior in his true quest, is an unforgiveable slight"

You remain smiling as some of the Vishnu wail, and others roar in agreement with Jayesh's words, sorrowfully bellowing apologizes towards you and curses upon themselves.

Jayesh slams his scarred hands into the table, shaking it and nearly sending a few pieces of fruit rolling off its edge, before you stop them with your broad arm.
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>>4585366

"A feast meant to glorify the strength and prowess of a noble stranger, instead keeps him from clearing his name and enacting his rightful retribution!" Jayesh wails, dramatically, like a man a quarter of his apparent age "I shall not allow this to continue, forgive me, oh hunter from nowhere, I did not know of your plight."

"Mighty Jayesh, do not despair, my comrades do battle against my hateful foe even as we speak, I simply journey to end one of his servants, the one whose home sits beyond these woods you call home" You say humbly, taking another bite of preserved meat and lick of old fat as soon as you finish speaking.

"Using us as a barrier, to delay his own death" Jayesh hisses, running a hand through his long, white hair, tied into braids with bones and slivers of metal set inside "To make you travel through these cursed lands, a most cowardly deed, as befitting of a man so pathetic he scorns those he should respect as his superiors. As a man of the First, of the Vishnu, of my family, I cannot keep you any longer, merely to sing the praises of a battle that should have been ours to fight. Hunter, please, for my peace of mind and soul, leave this place"

He raises his arms into the air, curling his fingers like claws as he looks to the rest of his tribe, a passion and fury uncommon for a man of his age blazing in his eyes, his bare chest heaving with every breath of burning air he took into his body.

"And tear the heart from of the liar's chest! pull his tongue from his jaw and leave him as a meal for the vermin!" He screams, pounding his now closed fists against his chest as a mountain ape would "Do not let our coward's feast keep you, by whatever obligations your people demands of you! Ours demands you answer this challenge with iron and fury! To even hinder your revenge by accident and misunderstanding, is unforgiveable by the codes we have followed from birth and shall uphold till our death"

What shall you do, Lieren?
>Accept the demands of the Vishnu and continue on your journey to end the Mao, leaving with a parting word of wisdom
>Rally the Vishnu, arguing that the only way they can remove the stain upon their honor, is assisting you in this battle, thus taking it from you as you took the slaying of the two beasts from them
>If the Tiger men know how to leave these woods, they present a grave threat to the people of Dai. Offer to remedy to the shame you've brought upon them, by helping them punish the crimes of the Tiger men. Hopefully teaching them the benefits of Unity along the way.
>There is a rough path you've laid from the edge of the woods to here. If the Vishnu are not truly cursed by simply poor mapmakers, this should allow them to finally leave this place and its cruel realities.
>Write in?

Gonna try to bring the next update a bit quicker, since this one is a little short.
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>>4585368
>>Rally the Vishnu, arguing that the only way they can remove the stain upon their honor, is assisting you in this battle, thus taking it from you as you took the slaying of the two beasts from them
These guys'll make for a fun recruiting pool.
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>>4585368
>Rally the Vishnu, arguing that the only way they can remove the stain upon their honor, is assisting you in this battle, thus taking it from you as you took the slaying of the two beasts from them
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>>4585368
>>Rally the Vishnu, arguing that the only way they can remove the stain upon their honor, is assisting you in this battle, thus taking it from you as you took the slaying of the two beasts from them
We gotta see how these guys do in a fight and vice versa.
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>>4585368
>>Accept the demands of the Vishnu and continue on your journey to end the Mao, leaving with a parting word of wisdom
Honestly don’t really care much for these guys qnd would rather focus on Lieren annihilate an army by himself than get an army to do it for him.
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>>4585389
Think about the primo genetic stock though.
They're like fucking super-samoans.
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>>4585368
>If the Tiger men know how to leave these woods, they present a grave threat to the people of Dai. Offer to remedy to the shame you've brought upon them, by helping them punish the crimes of the Tiger men. Hopefully teaching them the benefits of Unity along the way.
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>>4585389
I'm kinda worried that Khorne has wormed his way into the Vishnu. Maybe theres something we can do to help them.
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>>4585368
>>If the Tiger men know how to leave these woods, they present a grave threat to the people of Dai. Offer to remedy to the shame you've brought upon them, by helping them punish the crimes of the Tiger men. Hopefully teaching them the benefits of Unity along the way.
>>There is a rough path you've laid from the edge of the woods to here. If the Vishnu are not truly cursed by simply poor mapmakers, this should allow them to finally leave this place and its cruel realities.
slay tiger, leave forest
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>>4585392
Just not interested. Like can’t we fight an entire battle by ourselves instead of relying on pawns again?
>>4585414
Fair enough.
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>>4585368
>>Accept the demands of the Vishnu and continue on your journey to end the Mao, leaving with a parting word of wisdom
>If the Tiger men know how to leave these woods, they present a grave threat to the people of Dai. Offer to remedy to the shame you've brought upon them, by helping them punish the crimes of the Tiger men. Hopefully teaching them the benefits of Unity along the way.
>There is a rough path you've laid from the edge of the woods to here. If the Vishnu are not truly cursed by simply poor mapmakers, this should allow them to finally leave this place and its cruel realities.
Which ever it is I don’t really care.
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>>4585368
>>Rally the Vishnu, arguing that the only way they can remove the stain upon their honor, is assisting you in this battle, thus taking it from you as you took the slaying of the two beasts from them
We’ve killed some daemons, made a path through the forest, and are on our way to tear the Mao a collective new one. A tribe of fanatically loyal berserkers is just gravy, moral tinkering we may need to do aside.
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>>4585431
Your gravy is looking like Tzeentchian diarrhea. Like the upcoming battle is great chance to learn Lieren’s limits (which the QM has openly stated Lieren has to reach them to know what they are). Why drag in some unrelated guys to fight the war instead?
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>The Vishu hates magic
>society might not be blood for the blood god, but they do have a "might" type society
>most everyone is buff as fuck
Fuck off Khorne!
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>>4585368
>Rally the Vishnu to aid our war but not against the assassination target.
>tiger men
>Rough path.
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>>4585368
>>Accept the demands of the Vishnu and continue on your journey to end the Mao, leaving with a parting word of wisdom
>If the Tiger men know how to leave these woods, they present a grave threat to the people of Dai. Offer to remedy to the shame you've brought upon them, by helping them punish the crimes of the Tiger men. Hopefully teaching them the benefits of Unity along the way.
>There is a rough path you've laid from the edge of the woods to here. If the Vishnu are not truly cursed by simply poor mapmakers, this should allow them to finally leave this place and its cruel realities.
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>>4585368
>If the Tiger men know how to leave these woods, they present a grave threat to the people of Dai. Offer to remedy to the shame you've brought upon them, by helping them punish the crimes of the Tiger men. Hopefully teaching them the benefits of Unity along the way.
>There is a rough path you've laid from the edge of the woods to here. If the Vishnu are not truly cursed by simply poor mapmakers, this should allow them to finally leave this place and its cruel realities.
We were going to sneak in and kill Mao, not fight the whole castle alone.
Also we need to integrate these Vishnu and build the road as soon as we can, get the khornate out of them
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Alright, calling the vote now. Ended up not being quicker this time. Sorry.

Rally the vishnu:5
Accept the demands and go alone: 2
The tiger men pose a grave threat, end it: 6
There is a rough path, hopefully the vishnu are just poor mapmakers: 5

Alright, rallying the vishnu is mutually exclusive with Accepting their terms or facing the tiger men. It cannot be combined into the vote


So Lieren will offer to help remedy the Vishnu's shame by helping them defeat their other ancient foe, and mention the rough path he has carved through the forest to reach them

writing now
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"That is true, but by the ways of my people the shame I have brought upon you and your ancestors, while being treated as an honored guest" You say sorrowfully, setting your hands flat upon the rough wooden table as you bow your head and lower your shoulders in a show of shame "An unforgiveable slight, in my society I would be considered a fiend if I were to not right this mistake of mine with utmost haste, Oh mighty Jayesh"

The old warrior's eyes narrow, as the cheers and shouts begin to fade and fall silent. He stares into your eyes, a look of concentration and struggle written upon his face as he tests his will against your piercing gaze, attempting to do as you have done to everyone who has stepped into your view. He's trying to understand you, to figure out the reason for your words and any hidden motive or scheme behind them. All you do is sit still, and look directly into his eyes with your own, Gold against clay. Jayesh's brow furrows, pain crawling over his features as veins bulge out from beneath his tanned flesh. The scowl he wore twists into a grimace of agony, yet he doesn't cry out in pain or turn away. All the while, your lips slowly curl into a most serene and gentle smile. It is clear that forcing himself to look upon the blazing gold of your eyes for so long is quiet draining for Jayesh, both physically and mentally. He seeks the truth in your eyes, and in doing so is burnt by their oppressive stare in return.

But while his mind struggles against its own instinct to turn away or even flee from the pools of gold he challenges himself to look within, yours reiterates why you are taking the path you have already set in motion with but a few words. For, if the Vishnu are lost in these woods, and stories of monstrous men leaving their depths to steal women and children are told in the lands surrounding the Bone Devouring Forest Then it stands to reason that The Tiger men perhaps are not similarly cursed to remain within its boundaries. Assuming the Vishnu tribes are indeed cursed to remain in this cruel and hellish place. They could simply be incompetent navigators and mapmakers, or are trapped by more mundane and likely means.

Such as the sheer, overwhelming hostility of the wildlife that also dwells here beneath the towering trees. And such beasts, that walk as men and can arm themselves with steel, would terribly threaten both the lands and people of Dai. Something that cannot be allowed to persist. The danger they present must be removed, roots and all. To ensure the safety of the people, the continuation of prosperity and eventually the construction of your great road itself.

Jayesh finally looks away, sweat beading down his forehead as he hyperventilates, gasping for air like a carp fished from the pond, sucking in lungfulls of air as he collapses back into his chair.
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>>4586463

His eyes are tinged red now, veins crisscrossing their white surface as they're winced as if they have been irritated or even injured by simply looking upon your own eyes for so long. Tears slowly roll across his weathered cheeks, smearing the paint upon them and running into the creases and wrinkles before gathering in the deep scar upon his chin, forming a pool of muddled colors that slowly mingle and fall further.

"Please, Mighty Jayesh, allow me to right my wrongdoing, so that your shame and mine may be forgiven at once and we can part without regret" You say, smiling with open cheer and kindness, your teeth flashing from beneath your lips as the warrior dares to match your piercing gaze once again. His lips curl back, and reveal his sharpened and broken teeth as he clenches his jaw and forces himself to not turn away from your eyes as you, by sheer habit and instinct, pick apart every mannerism he presents and look into his very soul through them.

And within it, you can see the turmoil roiling within him. His warrior heart demanding he regain the honor of his people and self, but the independence his way of life instills within a man balking at the mere idea of seeking aid from another. The same pride that mad your simple action of sharing food with the weak, young and aged seem alien and bizarre to his mind. Obviously you'll need to give him further incentive before he'll accept the terms you intend to present to him, or even consider them before refusing due to same honor you have already wounded by your actions earlier today. Perhaps all it will take to convince Jayesh and thus his tribe, is to present an excuse well crafted enough to explain why he is still honorable and strong despite receiving aid from another.

The lessons you had learned in the court of Gao and from Qian Xia herself will prove themselves useful once more.

"For if I have taken the glory that rightfully belonged to your people, in slaying two of your most terrible adversaries, then perhaps I could soothe the shame I've caused you by lending my wisdom and intellect to allow you to claim the head of the third of your ancient foes" You say, with a voice as sweet as fresh honey and ripe peaches, as gentle as a cooling spring breeze "For then, you the deed will be won by your strength and prowess alone, rather than because of another's own abilities"

"You have your own enemies to vanquish, you should not worry yourself over another's foe" Jayesh says through his teeth, turning his eyes to to ground to try and look away without it being too noticeable that he has once again lost against your penetrating gaze

"But I do feel your shame and my own like a wound against my own chest" You explain, with a guilt and pain in your voice. The situation you have placed Jayesh, Aruna and the rest of "The First" as they call themselves, reminds you of your time spent in Gao Liwei's service.
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>>4586465

How it sickened you knowing he thought you to be same foul breed of man as himself. Depraved and power hungry. It also brings to mind the libel and propaganda the Yan nobility spreads of you even now, seeing to blacken your name and reputation and worse yet, those of your allies and comrades and arms, which is what truly upsets and enrages towards their lies and deceit. A most terrible insult. And to the Vishnu, the fact that another solved the problem of Mud Mouth and Burning Lasher, inflicts the same kind of pain as it does to hear that men fear you as some kind of wild animal or man eating monster. An emotional pain, a spiritual pain. One that you understand, and do in fact feel some guilt for accidentally inflicting upon these courageous men of the wilds, even if their ways do disgust you.

They are necessary for the world they live in, so different from your own and the one you intend to create through hardship and labor.

You look down at Jayesh making an effort to lower your head so as not to appear to be looking down upon him. You then take a bite of the sour fruit again, sucking the juice out of its flesh as you look over the elderly chieftain while the conflict within his own mind and soul rages on.

"If you would refuse my offer to aid in the defeat of the Tiger men, and deny me a small part to play in making them answer for their many crimes both foul and terrible, then perhaps I could offer another form of reparation" You say, now confident you can speak the First's dialect of Vishnu as clearly as you do the tongue of the Yan "For as Aruna could tell you, I have been forging a path through these wilds, to mark my way as I travel through them"

Jayesh instantly realizes the offer you are presenting to him, and for a moment looks offended before his expression becomes conflicted and he clenches his jaw, closing his eyes as he considers it before you even speak them.

"It is a rough path, but I am sure such skilled hunters and woodsmen as yourselves could follow it with ease, and finally leave this dreadful place and be done with the Bone Devouring Forest, as my people so name it" You explain, placing a hand between your twin hearts, feeling them thrum with the steady flow of your blood "If that could be considered gift enough so I may be forgiven for the insult I unknowingly dealt to you and all who came before you"

"We cannot leave" Jayesh snarls "Not while the fox's curse remains, we are trapped here for the deeds of our distant ancestors, and shall remain until it is lifted, something that shall never come, for even if we could leave, the forest has a hunger of its own. It would devour us"

"But, did your ancestors not follow the tiger men?" You ask as Jayesh shoots you as somewhat confused look "Or rather the men who would become them? Surely the curse would be placed on those who have wronged the foxes and those associated with them, perhaps with their defeat by your hands, it would be lifted"
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>>4586468

Though you are skeptical it is even a curse, if indeed the Tiger men can leave the woods to prey upon the nearby villages and paths. But, if the Vishnu accept this reasoning, then the "Curse" in their mind will lift and they might actually try to leave.

"The stories were never clear on the nature of the curse" Jayesh admits, grabbing his bowl of fermented fruit pulp and taking a sip of its burning, and mildly alcoholic juices "And black tongue Vipul told tales we never heard before, the truth may in fact be what you speak, Oh hunter from nowhere. But it is no simple task, the Tiger men are powerful and many, and their dens run deep"

You raise your head, and shake your iron hued hair, mimicking Aruna's habit of doing so. then you turn your eyes to gathered warriors and tribesmen before you.

"Many men have said the same of my deeds before, if you were to honor me with the privilege of joining the history of your people for a battle as historic as this, I would do all in my power to aid your victory, all but slaying the beasts myself" You say, confidently and proudly "If you refuse, then the path I have laid remains open until the forest reclaims it"

"It will be our victory, their blood will be shed by our hands and iron alone, you shall not take the glory in defeating another of our foes today, wandering Giant" Jayesh says sternly and harshly "But, if you were to show us the path to victory, then our honor would remain intact, I have decided"

Perfect, while it may not be as effective as hunting the man beasts yourself, it will at least remove the threat they pose to both the Vishnu and Dai. But now you must think, of how you can aid the Vishnu without offending them, and how you can do so efficiently. A few tribes of Vishnu in your debt would prove to be a most valuable asset in your war against the Yan, if you can earn their trust. And perhaps teach them a lesson in the value and power of Unity over personal strength.

How will you aid the Vishnu in their attack against the Tiger men?
> Lend their greatest warriors a few of your spare weapons, if anyone can wield them besides you, it'd be the vishnu
>Draw the attention of the tiger men, allowing the Vishnu to catch them off guard
>Accompany them as a tactician and advisor, lending your analytic mind to temper their ferocity and wild souls
>raise their morale by making an Oath with them, that you will both achieve victory against your enemies and return to share the story to with the other.
>Write in
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>>4586469
>>Accompany them as a tactician and advisor, lending your analytic mind to temper their ferocity and wild souls
>write in
>Aid them with your skills as a scout and hunter to ensure their attack is as effective as possible.
I want to see if these are chaos-corrupted, abhumans, or xenos. I'm leaning towards one of the first two. Figure our truthvision should tell us if they're beyond our help.
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>>4586469
>Draw the attention of the tiger men, allowing the Vishnu to catch them off guard
>Accompany them as a tactician and advisor, lending your analytic mind to temper their ferocity and wild souls
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>>4586469
>>Accompany them as a tactician and advisor, lending your analytic mind to temper their ferocity and wild souls
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>>4586469
>>Accompany them as a tactician and advisor, lending your analytic mind to temper their ferocity and wild souls
>>raise their morale by making an Oath with them, that you will both achieve victory against your enemies and return to share the story to with the other.
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>>4586469
Literally carry a bag of rocks and throw them at unimportant foot soldiers, or provide cover fire for anyone trying to backstab the Vishnu in melee combat.
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>>4586474
support
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>>4586469
>accompany them as a tactician and advisor
>Act as bait to draw their attentions, but only dodge their attacks, spill no blood yourself
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>>4586469
>Accompany them as a tactician and advisor, lending your analytic mind to temper their ferocity and wild souls
> Lend their greatest warriors a few of your spare weapons, if anyone can wield them besides you, it'd be the vishnu
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>>4586469
>>4586474
Support, I'm not making an oath in front of people that may or may not follow a Chaos god of honor, violence and blood.
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>>4586683
I'll add
>Aid them with our skills as a scout and hunter

As well, since Primarch sneaking is the best sneaking.
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I really think that we should offer the Vishnu tribes a place among our armies and slowly change their culture from bloodthirsty raging savages full of hatred and with 0 empathy for the weak into prople that do not fear war at all (but do not battle pointlessly), that can control and channel their rage in constructive ways that benefit our society, that protect the weak and help them become strong (or at least allow them to) and whose warrior pride gets replaced with pragmatic honor like Lieren's (Lieren can take an insult or act against his honour if that helps his people, even if doing so displeases him greatly, but won't take shit from anyone if it's not necessary).
The vishnu Lieren fought where "soft" compared to this literal deathworlders, and they fought against him without fear until their bodies literally gave up due to various mutilations amd wounds. This people could be great elite soldiers, but we must first show them the path (and make sure they survive the coming battle)
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>>4586738
Transitioning their culture from as it was to how we wish it to be is a long term goal.
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>>4586738
BTW, we should first focus on finishing our part of the mission and killing Mao and his generals/anyone competent enough to lead his armies but not good enough to be spared and assimilated into our amies and culture. I don't know how long we've been in the forest, or how long our armies will take to do the pincer move, but I don't want to be late to the party.
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>>4586742
Yes, but considering how the Vishnu work, if they wage war alongside our people and see that our methods work better and make everyone stronger and better in more senses than their own methods, thay'll be the ones wanting to learn and integrate. Remember that for them might makes right, and one cannon could probably wipe out their entire village, so any culture capable of producing such a thing en mass has proven itself to be superior.
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>>4586752
Or perhaps they would disregard it as sorcery, which they find to be utterly abhorent [which if we go with the khornate interpretation] because it is stealing strength that they do not have any claim over.

But you are right in that they should witness how unity is a strength, which we can demonstrate in our raid on the tiger people. Perhaps drawing away sections of the tigers to be mobbed by the Vishnu can illustrate the point.
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>>4586759
To be sincere, if we cannot make them a part of our armies due to the use of guns, I at least want to go full eugenics and have them have a lot of children that we can raise properly, basically I want those Ur-Vishnu genetics to get back into our kingdom's genepool so we can get fucking cadians that have an opposite but similar mindset to the Kriegers (opposite because I want this guys to be happy, cherish life and do the best they can so they can live as long as possible and thus serve the Imperium as long as possible, but similar in that they'll be fucking fearless, competent badasses that will fight to protect mankind with all they have until they literally can't fight anymore due to injuries. And then, if they recover, they will ask to be made into cyborgs to fight longer)
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>>4586765
I think you mean Fu Eugenics
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>>4586812
We can't get a dead man to impregnate a Vishnu woman.

Fu-Vishnu genetics is certainly an honoured moniker.
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Solar panels might be tricky to use since there's all this fog on our planet. Maybe they could be build high on mountains or something?
At least building thermal plants might work. If they can work for Hive cities, then it might work for us.

I wonder if there are 40k tier industrial sized filters that can filter out all the pollutants and acid rain when we start going hard on that industry.
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Who’d be interested in ring claw armor?
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>>4587615
What are those?
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>>4587625
Slap it into an image search and see for yourself.
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>>4587603
>I wonder if there are 40k tier industrial sized filters that can filter out all the pollutants and acid rain when we start going hard on that industry.
If there isn't, Lieren will figure it out. No reason to waste perfectly good acid and CO2 after all.
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>>4587615
Is that just the edgy finger condoms? We're a fucking Primarch, our fingernails are probably stronger than steel. We've already our guandao, why wear those pieces of trash?
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>>4587645
> We've already our guandao
We don’t dumbass. Did you even read? We had to replace it.
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>>4587615
>>4587630
seems more of a Konrad thing
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Calling the vote now

Accompany them as a tactician/ advisor: 8
Aid them with your skills as a scout and Hunter:4
Raise their morale with an oath:1
Carry a bag of rocks and act as a marksman:1
Act as bait to draw the tiger's attention from the vishnu:2
Lend them a few of your spare weapons:1

total votes 9

So Lieren will act as a tactician and Advisor, lending his analytic mind and skills as a scout and hunter to ensure the Vishnu's attack is as effective as possible, and their ferocity is at least somewhat tempered

Writing now

>>4587652
Wouldn't be the first time Lieren had to repair his weapon/ armor. It's just the BONE DEVOURING FOREST has no suitably advance forge for him to remake it to his standards again
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>>4587652
And we should forge catwoman gloves instead of a replacement? We've got our backup sword. Why make mallninja gear?
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>>4587809
Oh I know what we could do as a parting gift, we could build a proper forge for them and teach the Vishnu how to work iron and make steel. After the current conflict is over, we could come back and see their spin on things.
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Kinda sad there isn't an option to recruit the tiger men.
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The Vishnu take to the idea that they could free themselves from the shame of today and the curse of ages past as a frog would to a pond. It becomes truth in their minds in a matter moments, as Jayesh rallies his people further, like a mad monk on the corner of a road, screaming his gospel and philosophy to the world and all who pass him by. You simply remain seated, watching the weaker members of the tribe eat the small gifts you were able to pass to them, as you eat your own humble meal of fruit, meat and fat. To be certain that none will attempt to bully their meager yet desperately needed meals away from them. Thankfully, however, Jayesh commands not only the respect of the First but also their attention. His fiery temper and wild heart turning to passion which fuels his speech, a declaration of a final war as if the end of days would arrive by time the sun fell behind the trees and mountains.

There is no more you to say, but much to learn. The way these wild men speak of the battle to come, reminds you dear companion Bai, a man who is to be kin to beast as much as he is to men by his peers and those who have taken time to know him beyond just his face and name. There is no fear of death among them, nor the few civilized Vishnu you have met before, like Bai. But that is were the similarities end between these people and your close friend and guardian. Bai may be at times almost thirsty for blood and battle, and seeks out the thrill of standing on the edge between life and death. But he can control himself and his desires, restrain his passion and wildness to become serene in the midst of a hunt or battle. His ferocity wrought into a deadly edge, turned from a disadvantageous quick in personality to a strength in battle and life.

The Vishnu, are not like Bai in that way. In fact, their approach to battle, outside of their clear lusting for it reminds you more of Jiang or Xin in their carelessness, their excitement, their anticipation. Which if not for their skill in arms and physical prowess, would be a most dangerous flaw to have. But worse still, they are like Dong, the Lone Panther, and detest relying on others. Can they accept aid when they cannot win by their strength and skill alone, as Dong is able to? Or will they throw themselves into the Jaws of tigers to ensure they do not gain victory through another's intervention. If a force lacks unity and refuses to cooperate with itself, the battles they join become brawls, a withering mass of combat and chaos.

Unfortunately, the Vishnu's hunger for battle and glory to be won, makes it likely they will seek duels over pitched group combat. Which would greatly lower their effectiveness compared to a cohesive unit of warriors of comparable skill and physique.
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>>4587933

For if the Tiger men's culture has mutated and shifted since their transformation into whatever they have become now, they will take advantage of this fracturing and swarm the ferocious warriors rather than face them in the single, glorious combat they will no doubt seek out.

For victory to be won, without paying it's price in the lives of fighting men and women, the Vishnu will need to be tempered and improved, their ferocity restrained and wild hearts tamed, if only for the duration of the battle to come. A task your analytic mind is well equipped to preform. They respect you, even if they were to turn away your open aid and refuse any offer to join their battle, they will listen to you as a fellow warrior. All you must do is give them the tactics and knowledge to achieve victory themselves, and to keep them from giving into their rage and grudges born through generations of conflict and scorn.

If they are able to follow orders, and fight cohesively and to achieve shared victory rather than personal glory, the chances of success in this attack against their ancestral enemies will increase by two fold, perhaps more if they are able to reign in their passion and brutality as well.

But a man cannot face an enemy he knows nothing about and expect to win. Luckily, you have the skills for gathering intel and knowledge as well, and they have been honed and trained throughout your life time.

You clap your hands together, creating a sound akin to a rock being split with an iron pick, drawing the attention of the First and Jayesh in particular.

"I shall take my leave for now, to study your enemies' ways and ponder the best method with which to strike them, and the tactics that could be employed effectively against them" You say, rising to your feet and raising an open palmed hand to silence any dissenting voices accusing you of seeking to steel the glory from beneath them for a third time in one day "I will move amongst them unseen, as a if I had become the wind itself, rally your forces and men, before the battle begins, I shall return to your side Mighty Jayesh, to present to you the knowledge of how to defeat these beastmen not only with haste, but completely"

Jayesh grins, a dark light burning in his eyes as he nods.

"I shall accept this offer of aid in these fateful days" He replies smacking his fist against his chest, smearing the paint and dried dyes present there upon the backs of his fingers "So long as it remains as advice and teaching alone, and does not extend to further meddling"

"It shall, upon my name I swear that is all it will be" You say, reassuring the old warrior the glory to be won will be claimed by him and the First alone"

He nods, satisfied with the simple promise, as he knows you to be honest from your brief interactions with him.
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>>4587934

"Then go, oh hunter from nowhere, go and do your spying while we gather our littler brothers, distant cousins and servants from their homes, call upon promises and oaths sworn years before, so we may finally be free of our misbegotten kin" Jayesh says with a cold certainty to his voice "I shall restrain them the best I am able, but if you do not return with haste or at all, we shall attack without your advise and gift of wisdom"

"I understand, I delay nothing if it is not necessary to do so" You say, walking from the table back to your loyal steed who has remained outside of the village's perimeter, waiting for your return. The warriors are already preparing, sharpening their blades and dressing themselves with brighter and more vivid paints and dies, making themselves appear almost like devils with the masks that are now painted over their features. Drums are beaten, horns are blown to alert the members of the tribe still astray within the depths of these wilds that a war march is beginning.

And to call to the tribes separate from the first, a call to glory or a warning to keep from interfering. Which it is, does not truly matter. Either more men will join the rough army armed with aged iron and primitive weaponry, or they will not. It will not effect the task at hand. So you melt away into the shadows cast by the tree's hanging branches, and the heavy fog present at the feet of the hills where the First make their home. Aruna told you the Tiger's lived in a cave system, that would mean they most likely live within or close to the mountains that eventually connect to the Mao's lands. Perhaps that is the method they use to escape the confines of this prison of trees and monstrosities.

They will be easy to track down and find, though if they share the senses of tigers as well as their appearance, it will be somewhat more difficult to move amongst them unseen, at least compared to doing such among ordinary men not corrupted and degenerated into beasts. Thus, it will not present an obstacle to a man of your skill and talent in stalking and remaining unseen lest he desires to be.
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Something is wrong here. You've realize this when you first laid eyes upon one of the Tiger people, indeed, they resemble men in shape. Their torso's bare except for a thin covering a fur, stripped and crisscrossed with darker and lighter patches, standing against their auburn pelts. Their legs are digitigrade and end in paws, their arms hang lower than those of a proper men but are still shaped as hands, though the end in curved claws rather than nails. Claws that seem to be formed from bone rather than keratin, an extension of the final joint within each digit. They have tails, long and magnificent ones like panthers and a few even share the third set of limbs that all felines possess, further separating them from men.
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>>4587935

Their eyes, are those of an animal yet there is a glimmer of intellect and thought within their depths. Like a man's soul has been transplanted within the body of an animal. These human eyes are set within beastly heads, with long fangs and the men sporting the "beards" predatory cats grow when they reach maturity. A few even have the "Tassels" that run along their spines and the end of their tails. It's a disturbing and unsettling sight to be sure, considering your own affinity and respect for the Panthers they are kin to.

But it is not what is wrong. The Tiger men's bodies are twisted and most beast than man, and it fills you with a slight sense of revulsion, from the humanity you can still see within them. But it is not what unnerves you, that which you had not expected.

Rather, these beings, be they another form of man or abominations, are terrified. They are afraid. Panicked, like abused children, meek and cautious. This is clearly not their natural state of being, for otherwise the Vishnu would have wiped them out before they had a chance to degenerate into their present forms. You heard they were bold, cruel and even more ferocious than the Vishnu they were descended from. Yet, they moved about like beaten children, like abused animals, as if they feared to be struck or even killed if they set their paws in the wrong patch of dirt.

So out of curiosity, you found the group of forages you came upon back to their home, keeping yourself from alerting them of your presence or striking them down. They were terrified of something and glanced around nervously, not as a predator would, but quite similar to the mannerisms of prey. High in the mountains, above the trees, your resolve to observe and learn of these strange creatures was tested by anger.

men, women and children were caged or set in rusted chains to work. Limbs and torsos burned over open fires, the skin of men were drawn to form tents as if they were animals. But, you slowed your breathing, your racing hearts nearly stopping as you restrain your righteous rage and impulse to simply butcher these Tiger Men like you have so many others. With your mind voided of all thoughts of killing and revenge, you notice that alongside the skins of men, are tied the hides of Tigers, smaller than the beasts themselves and shaped like the skin's they're tied to. And in further cages, hidden away nearer to the yawning entrance of the cave, sit stranger prisoners. Their own kind, starved and withered to near corpses, with terrible wounds and brands, and eyes empty of hope.

With wrath no longer burning in your chest and mind, you enter into the gruesome village, and fade into the shadows cast by the walls wrought from the bones and hide of Vishnu and tiger alight, avoid the cooking fires that reek of the scent of burning hair and the blood of men.
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>>4587936

The gatherers, who had hunted a wild swine and ape before you had come across them, meekly and fearfully drag the carcasses to a more terrible beast than themselves.

He is twisted...no, he is mutated, with torn fur and skin holding back bulging muscles. With the fine steel of civilized Vishnu wrapped around his oversized form, the ripples in the steel visible even from your hiding place. And he is screaming inside, you can see it in his milky eyes. The original consciousness of this creature is crying, unable to move its body, unable to scream for help or even end it's suffering. Something else moves its limbs, forces it to speak in its guttural tongue. It is a prisoner of its own mind, trapped in flesh that has been usurped from its control. there are twitches in its movements, impulses from the nervous system attempting to regain control. Its fourth arm lingers by its sheathed blade, curved like a claw itself.

And then, as if controlled by phantom strings, its arms move in unison. Like no creature you've seen before. The movement is more akin to a mechanism than anything living, like a puppet controlled by an untrained master. Sudden, stilted and unnatural, pausing suddenly before moving jerkily once again. The sight fills you with more disgust than the sight of men being butchered and caged like animals. For, men are preyed upon by some creatures of Shangrala. It is simply a fact of life, one you detest but.

But this. This is an abomination. A crime against all laws of that govern the world and existence itself. For a body to be stolen like this, is in possible. It makes your skin crawl, your blood turn to ice, and drops your stomach as if you had swallowed a handful of stones. Yet you can't look away, despite how it upsets you and disgusts you so! You must know more, you must understand what could do such a thing.

It is no natural phenomenon. And as illogical as it may be, there is only one answer that could explain the insult to reality and all common sense that sits before your eyes, ordering its former kin with gestures and snarled words you now recognize as heavily accented Vishnu.

Sorcery. Magic. Something that in your eight years of life heading into nine, you had found and seen no evidence of its existence. Not even a hint outside of superstition and folklore. You focus closer, shutting off your sense of hearing to empower your sight, grimacing with abhorrence. This is not natural, this wrong. This is as distasteful as The Toad Dragon and its kin which haunted the forest beneath this mountain. It is perhaps the most foul thing your golden eyes have ever witnessed, and before their gaze lies cooking human meat and children fattened for slaughter.

And then, as if the fog had lifted, as if a fire was lit before your eyes. You see it. Small, incorporeal strings of a sickly shade of violet shining with a unwholesome light.
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>>4587937

Like mist or smoke woven into a fabric, buried and stitched into the flesh of the greatly warped creature. They twitch and lift with every movement he makes, dragging his bones and forcing his muscles to tense and relax against his will.

Cold sweat gathers in your palms and along your forehead, wetting your hair as you sit still, observing with more focus as you peel away at the world, like pages in a book. Details hidden before, unnoticed by a casual glance, become as clear as the strings you now seeing controlling the body and tongue of the beast clad in steel.

The air is thin, weakened. No, not the air, something else. Something intangible. Like a concept has been torn from existence and removed from the equation of life. It infuriates you, that you are unable to process exactly what that missing something is. But you can tell, you are certain, the green crystal tat is buried into the throat of mutated shell of a tiger man before you is the cause of it. Some form of light emanates from it, like fire! like fire it burns! but it sucks away light instead of casting it. The flesh growing around it is putrid, it is...wrong! Wrong! Something about it fills you with a rage greater than when you brought Judgement to Gao Liwei! then when you saw the lands of Cui! then when the worm Ling first came to Nothing. Even more than when you held Feng's mauled body in your arms, and felt his blood flow over your skin like a summer rain.

A handful of skin, manages to inspire a greater fury than you've felt before. You swallow it, and focus its energy to instead keep your eyes upon it, even it makes your skin feel as if a thousand needles have been stabbed through your skin, as if your organs are rotting inside of you. It is the skin of a reptile, of fish, of a slug! it is chimeric! patchwork! it is like that of a magical beast.

And then your mind clears, and becomes void of emotion once more. Like the last block in a wall, the final blow of a hunt. It is apparent to you now, what exactly you're seeing outside of sorcery.

That green hued crystalline structure in the process of being absorbed by the tiger man's body is, it is the source of magical beasts. The energy that you imagined to be the cause earlier this very day. The source of the foulest corruption. The material that radiates the energy that had so twisted the Toad dragon, Mud mouth, burning lasher and an unknown number of other men. And it is being used as a beacon, no not a beacon. It is a receiver, for the intelligence that controls this pitiable creatures stolen body.

That is how the invading mind has usurped control from the native mind, and imprisoned it.

And you. You can see it, it is looking through its eyes. It is staring out of them! out of another being's eyes! Abomination! aberration! Insult to all existence and life!

You take a deep breath, cooling the fires in your mind to focus again. A difficult task, for the first time in your life.
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>>4587938

"Pile. It. With. The. Rest. Now." The puppet whispers, tears welling in its eyes as the smallest female of the group looks into them, shivering and quaking like a human woman would. They spill out and soak into the fur upon its face.

"If. the. Other. Party. Does. Not. Return. With. More. that. A. Thousand. Kilograms. of. Flesh. Two. Of. Your. Number. shall. be. slaughtered" It hisses, striking the young female with the back of its steel hand. A tooth flies from her jaw as she collapses to the ground "Do. Not. Stand. Idle. The. Warleader. Commands.it"

And with that they scurry away, the largest male of the group dragging the unconscious female away from the puppet. Your left hand grips the hilt of your Jian, your nails piece the leather wrapped around it. It must die, it's suffering must end. It must be freed. But you stay your hand and banish those thoughts.

For, more of these further corrupted Tiger men emerge from the cave, which connects to the other outposts and villages of these creatures. And your mind screams!
For it is witness to a single mind, a single intellect, controlling the bodies of many as if they were puppets! You cannot see its source, but you can feel it. It is there! In the air itself! it is there, looking through over a hundred eyes! looking, searching! Its foul power, the sorcery it wields, filling the air like the stench of decay...No...no no no.

Not decay. The smell of wet feathers. In the back of your mind, you understand now the easiest way to defeat these beastly men. Simultaneous attacks on their camps, like how The armies of Jinhai and Yin lei are striking the split forces of the Xue. But, they are not the enemy you see before you. the puppets of flesh, all moving as one before they split from the herd are. You blink to clear the burning from your eyes.

And move past them, their eyes searching for any dissent among the kin of the bodies or the human prisoners. No, that isn't right, you realize as you fall into a shadow cast by body of an overgrown eel. They realize something is wrong. They know you're here, but not what you are. You clench your jaw, keeping your left hand upon the hilt of your blade, as you venture into the cave, moving as lightning falls past a group of ten of those puppets of corrupted flesh. Pressing your great body into a crevice in the wall you catch your breath and calm yourself.

You need more information, more intel. And to do that, you must venture further into their territory. Now, you're catious, you move carefully, slowly, past the wandering troops of puppets of flesh and those enslaved by them, men and tiger man alike. The air, the air is terrible. thick with the stench of blood and cooking flesh, and fouler things still. But you continue on, deeper into the heart of the mountain. For one question remains in your mind.

What is controlling the bodies? What being inhabits hundreds of others? That is your enemy. it may not be for the Vishnu now. But it will be.
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>>4587939

And for all of Shangrala if you allow it live, whatever it is. After a mile or two or walking, deeper underground and into the heat, no more living things pass you buy. Skeletons dressed as kings and princes like the floor, art work and finery gathering dust and decaying into nothing. And green gems, glowing and filling you with a deep fury for simply existing in the same world as you do! How its "light" disgusts you, how it infuriates you. But then the walls become carved, like a temple, and you can see fire light burning. Slaves turned pales as the moon's own light. It is a small town, so far beneath the surface.

Tiger men lay prostrated along the floor, their skin peeled off, alongside handsome men and beautiful women. Nine of each combination of species and gender for a total of 36, bleeding into strange sigils and glyphs along the floor of stone. nine pillars of glass stand between them, and tied to four of them are living men and women. Vishnu warriors. No, Vishnu chiefs. Like Jayesh, with a writing alien to your eyes carved into their flesh.

Upon a thrown of bones, sits a tiger man equal to you in height, with misplaced horns curling upon his head and baleful red eyes that are utterly empty of thought. There is a specimen of those gem's pierce into its skull like a third eye. Like the toad dragon. and you can feel it. Its here. Somewhere in the shadows, in the temples abandoned by time and man. The mind controlling so many others, the thief of bodies and imprisoner of souls.

its here, deeper than even the vishnu would dare walk, with the empty shell of used to be the leader of the tiger men, sat like a statue, its figure head and means of controlling his subjects, his fellows. He may have been cruel or monstrous himself, more so than the rest of his kind. But whatever has taken hold of his body, is far more loathsome by several magnitudes. No doubt, it would remain here, as it sent its puppet king to die. To fester like a rotting wound.

The head of the Alpha, the king of all the tiger men glances, its neck suddenly turning from limp to rigid in a moment. It gazes into the dark, and then looks down again, as the attention of its controller looks elsewhere, having missed you, crouched upon one of the crumpled heaps of stone that have fallen from the primordial temples surrounding its foul court.

To look through many eyes means being blind with your own.
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>>4587942

What shall you do, Lieren?
>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>Return to the Vishnu, and tell them the stones in the throats of the worst of their foes are a great weakeness.
>Find the Slave master , its termination is of greater importance than gaining the loyalty of the Vishnu. As such, you must achieve it before you return to them or your war.
> Free the King of tigers from his torment, it is a form of euthanasia at this point. They may not look human, but they once were. They deserve mercy and respect.
>Write in?

MOOD MUSIC!: https://youtu.be/7SvPlLdV8Xg

Pretty sure this is the biggest update yet. Since you guys with that write in managed to find one of the "Secrets" I've put upon Shangrala, and beyond.
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>>4587944
>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>Explain to Jayesh that you can't sit this battle out anymore as the Tiger People threaten all of civilization, not just the First
This is big. I thought we were just gonna find a cave with a single piece of warp stone or something.
But this...this demands our direct intervention. It's that or we potentially put the entire planet in peril just placate Jayesh.
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>>4587944
>>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>>Return to the Vishnu, and tell them the stones in the throats of the worst of their foes are a great weakeness

This needs to be as clean of a sweep as possible so I think the proper thing is to go in with as many soldiers as we can get. Burn it all down, capture whoever we don't kill, and collapse the tunnel after killing the alpha puppet as it were. I'm sure we'll get our shot to fight it once the vishnu leader gets into a tight spot fighting it. Hell we might even be able to claim that we had no choice but to fight it ourselves. I'm sure even a basic human can feel what an abomination it is.
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>>4587944
>>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>>Return to the Vishnu, and tell them the stones in the throats of the worst of their foes are a great weakeness.
Could we still give them weapons?
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>>4587944
>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>Return to the Vishnu, and tell them the stones in the throats of the worst of their foes are a great weakeness
>Explain to Jayesh that you can't sit this battle out anymore as the Tiger People threaten all of civilization, not just the First

Aid them in preparing a plan for the battle. And see what we can do for improving most of their weapons and armors. (by using the materials of the forest. As well giving our spare weapons to their strongest warriors)
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>>4587944
>return and tell them how to slay the tiger men
>Tell them the greatest weakness are the stones.
>Explain thatbwe cannot sit this out. There is a demon sorcerer slave master pulling the strings and he is kin to the toad dragon, an old enemy we had slain. His throat must be torn and threat extinguished.

We gave an oath that we wouldnt meddle in their war with the tiger men, so we wont. But the puppet master is not of the tiger men, and he is directly related to our ancient foe making this a matter of our personal attention. This distinction is vital for the Vishnu's honour matters.
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>>4587944
>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>Explain to Jayesh that you can't sit this battle out anymore as the Tiger People threaten all of civilization, not just the First
Gotta tell their people that the Tiger People might not be entirely irredeemably. Theyr actions might be the cause of demons as their own people suffer with other vishnu chiefs. We must rally the other tribes and strike as one in one final and decisive victory.

>>4587988
Wouldnt sealing off the cave only be a temporary solution? We gotta kill those bad boys sooner than never since they got magic. Who knoww what foul sorcery they might employ to free themselves. Or maybe they are already committing th a ritual that's in our best interest to stop.

>>4588014
In theory yes. Would it be practical? No. Our weapons are custom made and too large for simple man.
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>>4588067
He means "Murder them all, then destroy their home" not "Bury their exits and hope they die"

But when we allied with the Vishnu, that sealed the fates of the tiger people. Their passionate hate isn't going to subside because 'some aren't that bad'. Do play up the sorcerer angle though, because they should understand the terrible threat here.
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>>4588067
>Would it be practical?
Yes it would be. Lieren even admits they would be the only people that would be able to wield them effectively.
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>>4588051
>>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
+1
>>4587944
I'll never again underestimate the power of a write-in.
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>>4587944
>Return to the Vishnu, and explain to them how to defeat the tiger men, and to seal off their caves.
>Return to the Vishnu, and tell them the stones in the throats of the worst of their foes are a great weakeness.
We should explain that only the tigermen huffing the warpstone need to die. We should be carefull, 9 is the number of Tzeentch, who knowns what plans this daemon has.
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>>4588096
Also supporting caution and selective purging.
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>>4588051
supporting this.

i'm all for letting them duke it out with the rank and file tiger people, even the lieutenants. I'm somewhat reluctant to expose them to this Tiger Emp on his throne. I was all for exposing people to Chaos before but this seems a step too far.
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Could we be dealing with a daemonhost?
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>>4588547
Unlikely. Daemonhosts are never something a Daemon willingly partakes in, they prefer possessions where they can leave whenever they like.

So I'm inclined to say this is a changer of ways who has found a way to puppet people through the warpstone
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>>4588555
A what now?
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>>4588731
Tzeentch, he's known as the Changer of Ways. It's probably a Lord of Change, who are greater demons of him. I suppose a fragment of Tzeentch himself could be trapped, but it's likely a demon of some kind
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>>4588846
So killing it would still be a lose / lose scenario since the Chaos Gods would definitely be aware of our existence. If only there was a permanent way to kill these guys.
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>>4588857
Uh mate? Who do you think was responsible for sending us to shangrila? I'll give you a hint, there are 4 of them and they are described as "laughing thirsty G-dthey are perfectly aware we exist
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>>4588857
Starving the chaos gods and purging warp contamination from the galaxy seemed to work well enough until Horus fucking ruined everything.
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>>4588865
I thought we were slight of handed by Malal?

>>4588867
Technically? It was the guy who was in the Word Bearer's legion that corrupted Horus and his primarch.
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>>4588873
*obligatory "fuck erebus"*
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>>4588867
You do realize Malal exists right?
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>>4588877
Don't you mean "doesn't not exist yet" right?
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>>4588877
He's still a Chaos God, I figure he functions exactly like the big 4 in that he needs to consume souls to fuel himself.
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>>4588873
Malal changed the path they laid down, but you shouldnt think that we are at all hidden from their gaze.

Destroying this daemons physical body and banishing them will be a net win, freeing the planet of its impurity
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>>4588883
You're right at least in that regards, but I wish there was a way we could kill it permanently.

I'm starting to believe that Lieren's capacity to read the finer line of things is something more than just his primarch genetic superiority. Perhaps it's a defining trait.
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>>4588882
You better source that shit. Chaos gods are powered by human thoughts and emotions not eating souls, it why the Emperor was wrong.
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>>4588885
>but I wish there was a way we could kill it permanently.
Psyker bullshit would work.
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>>4588882
And that's not how the big four sustain themselves. That is how the emperor sustains himself on his magic soul eating golden chair.
The gods are fueled by your thoughts and actions that align with their domain, fighting feeds Khorne, innovation feeds tzeench, feeling pleasure feeds slannesh and getting sick feeds nurgle, however slightly. You cant 'starve' them like emps thinks you can, because they feed off the human experience and the acts of alien races.
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>>4588886
>You better source that shit
I'm kind of a lorelet here, don't know much about 40K.
>Chaos gods are powered by human thoughts and emotions not eating souls
...source?
>it why the Emperor was wrong
Tread lightly with the heresty.
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>>4588889
Emperor bullshit*
And assorted mystical weapons.
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FUCK OFF KHORNE! Keep your quads in Khorne worshipper quest!

>>4588890
So an active approach needs to be achieved to kill them, however long it takes. When we get to terra, we need to do what we can to ensure the Praiah programs is left alone by the Navigator houses. Those anti-warp guys are really essential.
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>>4588891
check out the If The Emperor TTS series.
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>>4588892
Actually there is a high leveled psyker power that straight up deletes daemons that isn’t Emperor tiered.
>>4588891
What do you think the Chaos Gods are? They are psychic manifestations of concepts and are powered by those concepts.
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>>4588894
Allow me to rephrase.

You can't kill the gods unless you can also wipe out, eradicate, destroy their core fundamental concepts from the emotional range of men. And then you need to do this for every other living thing in the galaxy barring perhaps the Orks, who are feeding their own gods with retard fighting joy.
And at that point why even bother? Actually, genuinely why bother living without passion, enjoyment, hope or determination and their flip sides of wrath, hedonism, deception and nihilistic acceptance of the end of things.

They are embodiments of the subconscious of consious beings and you cant be rid of them without massively damaging people.