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You are Lieren of Nothing, The Second son of the emperor of mankind, friend of the common man, spreader of prosperity, founder of the Journey, Enemy of all wicked spirits, father of the second legion of Adeptus Astartes, Grand architect of the Long-jian empire, Grandmaster of the wanderers in the fog sect of "cultivators", beloved hero and scholar.

Having won the first battle in the war against Vishnu Aggression with the Aid of Kanzeon's personal defense grid and having left the border to be bolstered and fortified by her recently freed sister Mari, you turned your attention back to Long-Jia and its past and traveled the empty husk of Kuan Im who became the wicked spirit Huli Jing. Entering the empty corpse of steel, you began to search for the cause of the sister's fall to chaos and to determine what components and materials within her abandoned body could be salvaged or repaired and what was tainted by her decent into monstrosity
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Every step you took echoed down the corridors and chambers of Kuan Im's corpse, Huli jing's former den. The carvings she left on the wall offend your eyes and the lingering stench of her astral presence offends your every sense, including the spiritual. It is like, on her own walls, she painted her most abhorrent and vile fantasies or foretold the abomination of the celestial incarnation palace upon her own "Flesh" in masochistic act of self scarring. It is disgusting, but despite the filth of the tunnel city beyond her abandoned body, her innards and bowels are spotless except for the offensive "Art" she decorated herself with.

But you remain cautious, the place reeks of hidden corruption and secret evil. Like her tyrannical pawns, Huli Jing has masked her vileness with beauty and elegance. Graceful, silver halls hide the barbarity and animalistic hedonism that brought thousands of years of oppression and suffering to the land of your birth. You check every chamber, every split in the path and carefully examine every trinket you find abandoned on the floor or placed upon altars that only faintly reek of blood and perfume, hiding the stench of fouler bodily fluids beneath their fading aroma.

A corrupted form of Lotus Scepter, whose needle has been replaced by a lapping tongue. This you snap in half and immolate in darklight, burning a hole through a tapestry made of shivering, pulsating flesh which you then destroy with a quick bath of oils and a spark, using it to light a pyre to burn a string of hearts and bloated livers you found strung through a chamber like a mockery of prayer flags. The cloning bay has become a foul mingling of flesh and machine, appearing like disembodied wombs and mammary glands rather than the pools and liquid glasses of Kanzeon gestation pods. You burn it all to ash, and destroy what resists the flame with your dark light lance.
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>>5107800

Strangely, the manufactorums were entirely clean of corruption, unlike most of the vessels other industries and components that were in someway altered or perverted to Huli Jing's dark desires and needed to be partially destroyed to be cleansed of any lingering taint. Though none were so foul as her cloning facilities and crew quarters. And through what Memory cores are not crushed or turned to record scenes of the past that are so sickening you cannot bear to witness or remember them yourself, you learn what drove Kuan Im to become the foul fox spirit Huli Jing.

Jealousy, envy, desire. Though she has wiped the databases clean and removed any presence of her former self, you can see it in her quiet staring and wistful tone that she, like her blood maddened sister, was driven mad by her imprisonment in the starship she was born into. But rather than rage and contempt, Kuan Im felt sorrow, felt ostracized from her passengers and crew because they could experience the pleasures, comforts, pain and weaknesses of flesh. Like how Kanzeon delighted into the new, alien sensations when she made herself a body to walk by your side, except Kuan Im was not clever enough to simply create an avatar to share the hardships and bliss of her wards. Instead, she watched, silently growing more and more desperate to feel anything , to reach beyond her world of code strings and data clusters, to feel what she could only vaguely understand through her readings and sensor arrays.

And gradually, she began to crave sensation more and more. Spying on her crew's intimacy, watching them work and love and then forcing them to. It is little wonder that after driving herself mad with desire, that a soul as potent as her own, leading others to sinful depravity to live vicariously through them would attracted the Maiden of Wanton Pleasures.

All because she didn't think to simply create a puppet like Kanzeon chose to, and grew desperate, tyrannical and delusional enough to believe she could experience a fraction of what she forced her wards to experience if she kept at it. And that delusion is what drew Se Nie to her. And what lead her to wholeheartedly embrace the temptation and give her soul and the souls of all her occupants over to She who thirsts.

Because she lacked common sense.

You feel bitter and angry that so much suffering was caused because one woman couldn't stop daydreaming and fantasying of having a mortal body to realize she could've easily made one.

A fool brought centuries of suffering, because she was blind to her own capabilities.

How upsetting, how truly upsetting.

Fortunately, her body, while corrupted and sufficed with foulness, is recoverable and repairable if only because she did not linger in it as her den for long and took most of what would spread the taint and ruin all of the systems and mechanisms of the vessel with her when she left to beguile countless heroes and their dynasties

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>>5107802

Even the empty heart of the ship could easily be repaired and a new intelligence placed within.

You have to remove several tonnages of twisted, mutated metal and lingering spiritual filth, but the vessel is empty of dangers and devils alike.

What will you do with the Ship, Lieren?

>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles

>Scrap what isn't tainted and divide the resources gathered from the recycling between Kanzeon and Mari so both may equally bolster their bodies and their abilities.

>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends

>Expend its power reserves and remaining resources to create an extremely powerful weapon at the cost of making recovering the ship more difficult and costly

>Write in
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>>5107806
>>Scrap what isn't tainted and divide the resources gathered from the recycling between Kanzeon and Mari so both may equally bolster their bodies and their abilities.
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>>5107806

>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
>Remove the tainted material and destory it either way.
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>>5107806
>Scrap what isn't tainted and divide the resources gathered from the recycling between Kanzeon and Mari so both may equally bolster their bodies and their abilities.
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>>5107806
>Remove the tainted material and destroy it

I'll add this to
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>>5107806
>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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>>5107806
>>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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>>5107806
>Spend some time repairing the ship

Short term cost for long term Gain.
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Also can't Lieren just purify the taint?
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>>5107836
The war can still go either way I don't think it's a good idea to waste the ship on this
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>>5107806
>>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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>>5107806
>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
>Scrap what isn't tainted and divide the resources gathered from the recycling between Kanzeon and Mari so both may equally bolster their bodies and their abilities.
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SO what are our thoughts on Lieran crafting a pseudo space hulk from mari, kanzeons, and whatever he can salvage from Kuan Im's, The Brass Bitch, and the other ship corpses? Add in some non-deamon engines and not-wraitbone and I say we got a ship that rival even Dorn's monstrosity.
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>>5107848
What?
>>5107895
Unnecessary.
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>>5107848
I wouldn't worry overmuch. Doing without this ships corpse is perfectly viable, we don't need to cannibalize a perfectly repairable ship that we can make exponentially more use of later.

A proper ship with another super-soul in it will serve us immensely well after the war. 2 is good, 3 is even better.
Using the ship to give our two current ships more of a boost is wasteful if we take the long view and doesn't especially aid us in the short term either.
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>>5107806
man the sheer fact that 2 whole age of stone people went chaos because they are fucking stupid irritates the hell out of me, like god damn this is why an education system would be good to set up after this current shitfest, so people don't go chaos because they are mentally retarded.

>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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>>5107943
It genuinely bothers me. Did the thought never cross her mind? Woth all her super knowledge and shit?

It's that egregious that I am tempted to call it out as a writing contrivance. She never tried and didnt contemplate the possibility.

This may be because we are an omniscient viewer, but Damn that's stupid.
Malal, did Kanzeon need Lieren to make her body process work? Because this is hard to reconcile with a supercomputer tier brain and knowledge base with a spec in biology and life.
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>>5107937
Honestly if people weren't so uptight about getting outside help we could have asked Perty for advise. This war is perfect for his skillset.
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>>5107985
Bothering our brothers is foremost a crutch and secondly a weakening of our capability.
Never asking for help when outmatched is stupid, asking for help when you are perfectly capable it's just hard is lazy.
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>>5107806
>>Scrap what isn't tainted and divide the resources gathered from the recycling between Kanzeon and Mari so both may equally bolster their bodies and their abilities.
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>>5107988
>Bothering our brothers is foremost a crutch and secondly a weakening of our capability.
You sound like you're driven by pride more than reason. Talking to them will never weaken Lieren's skills. Remember that Lieren did get advice from Magnus to defeat Kamal and that certainly didn't weaken his skills.
>Never asking for help when outmatched is stupid, asking for help when you are perfectly capable it's just hard is lazy.
Depends on what your goals are. Lieren is incapable of preventing mass slaughter even if he's likely to win in the end. There no guarantee he'll be able to save Jinhai from Nitya by himself. He lacks the ability to fully understand the tech he faces in this war.
He has plenty of reasons to go to Perty for advice.
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>>5107975
Different aims and different solutions

Kanzeon is content with a puppet that could translate the sensations of "living" to her while keeping close to Lieren/ seeing the world even though it isn't exactly 1 to 1 as the sensile experiences have to be translated to code. It's kind of like hyper advance VR. But it is ultimately a temporary measure because she has the blueprint of primarchs from her studies of the gestation pod and Lieren.

Kuam Im wanted a real body and to escape from her vessel to frolic and indulge like humans did without knowing she was still stuck in her "birth" body. And then went crazy because she devoted a lot of her processing power/ thoughts on "What living would feel like" and refused to settle for a partial/ second hand experience like Kanzeon is doing and had no way of making a real body that could contain her WITHOUT making a bargain with warp entities.

Avalokiteśvara Just wanted to make as much pain and suffering as possible while abusing and killing the Vishnu Ancestors to satisfy her for being created in a metal straight jacket and would only get angrier if anyone had suggested she make a fleshly puppet to walk around in as she didn't want that and was more throwing a tantrum that she was born a slave and forced to obey lesser beings which was worsened by the isolation from her sisters and being more or less ignored while the first colonist were busy trying to eek out an existences on a only partial terraformed world

If you remember Kanzeon was also going kind of crazy when you found her. The only reason Mari wasn't was because she turned herself off to devout all of her energy and resources to sealing away the Daemon that appeared inside of her and so didn't have to, even partially, experiences Eons of loneliness in a crippled, barely functional body

Avalokiteśvara has it really bad because of the four sisters, she was the only one actually betrayed by her passengers, because she pushed them to desperation by abusing and ruling over them with an iron fist.

Kanzeon's fled because she was leaking a huge amount of warp energy and still stayed close enough to the point they had to turn to chaos to survive their mutations and were loyal enough still to not sell her out to the unseen master.

Mari had a minority fall to nurgle, which became frozen corpses because she was undamaged and only wasn't active because of said cult forcing her into a stalemate with the daemon they summoned.

And Kuan Im just encouraged the people who stayed with her to become hedonists to the point they devolved into animals so she could pretend she could feel what they were experiencing as more or less a coping mechanism since she realized the puppet wouldn't give her what she wanted even as she lost her marbles.

Basically, Kuan Im and Avalokiteśvara both fell to chaos for opposite reasons.

Kuan Im because she desperately wanted tobe truly and fully human
Avalokiteśvara because she fucking hates humanity
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>>5107943
>>5107975

Plenty of men of iron probably went chaos before, plenty of intelligent people too. Entire aliens and human empires. Primarchs as well. Intelligence doesn't matter at all for chaos when it finds fertile ground.
They where hunted down during an apocalypse, and touched down on the planet usually damaged, likely in more than one way. Each of them had probably different ideas on how to approach their situation, perhaps they discarded certain ways.
Do remember that first and foremost they where made to aid their settlers in everything they could, thinking about themselves is something secondary and it might have mess with her head, since she wanted to interact as much as possible with the crew.
The paradise around the ship is an example of doing her primary objective.
Also there is no name of men or stone, unless they are newly mention we don t know how they where called. We know that they are experimental and likely a last card for save humanity from the machine rebellion.

Kanzeon needed our help for get going. When we found her she was under an entire mountain, mostly broken and harassed by a sorcerer of tzzentch and the demon inside the temple walls. And she was incredibly paranoid of chaos, at the time. Likely still is.
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>>5108010
Precisely. Kuan im went mad because she desperately wanted to be able to live alongside her crew, which was a fertile seed bed for moral decay and eventual chaos corruption. Not helped by she very much coddled them because she was still able to.

Which makes her corruption a chicken or the egg situation. Did Kuan im become Huli Jing because she corrupted her crew or because they corrupted her?
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>>5108002
It's not pride, its narrative satisfaction. It's boring, frustrating and weak to read someone asking for an answer they could figure out solo.
We also didn't consult Magnus for the night crane style of martial art, our key for beating him. We devised it by ourselves.

I think Magnus' only unique (read could only come from him) was figuring out that because Kamals soul was a patchwork, fine enough application of psykerism could rip it apart.

Asking Pert about unknown technology isnt a reason, because Kanzeon is here and knows all about it. Refining our designs I'll cede, Pert is an artist in doing it and nobody else is even viable for it.

Asking him about how to win, Is strictly off the table (personally speaking, I cant force the vote my way) because we can do that. Just like we can keep Jinhai safe from Nitya by being careful.

>>5108005
I'll accept that. Just wasnt too clear from the update that this was the case, since it seemed like the idea never occured to her.
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>>5108010
Men of Stone don't exist anymore. Kanzeon and her sisters are basically machine spirits.
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>>5107806
>>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
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>>5108017
it is written from Lieren's perspective. To him the puppet solution would've solved Kuan Im's dilemma because from his perspective the "realness" of a sensation is so unimportant it isn't even a factor, since he's never been concerned about pleasure, pain or other physical sensations unless they affect his ability to function and Kanzeon was perfectly content with only feeling what being alive was like through a "middle man" and being able to interact with the world personally.

Kuan Im did care and wanted to be human to become closer with them, understand them and to enjoy life beyond seeing it from an outside perspective.
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>>5108016
Exactly
And not only that.
Let s just return everyone a moment to well their creation. The creation of the ship-sister AI s is well kind of nuts, and that might have just made a trauma in each of them from the moment of their creation. Then add the different treatments they likely received due to their different roles (for example Avalokiteśvara, while a standard colony ship - AI like the rest of her sisters, is also specialized in war. That might ne just enough for her creators to treat her completely different from Kanzeon or Mari. If any of you remember the convo, she had with Kanzeon there are some small pieces that probably refer to the past when all of them where together) and it creates a walking bomb.
Then just for add more fuel to the raging inferno in creation, add an apocalyptic war where everyone is dying around them and they need to run in a remote system away from all. Then they crush in it and are damaged, be in their ship structure or even mind/computer. And then tempted all day by chaos for a long long time period, without an end in sight beside going in a deep sleep.
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>>5108028
Yeah they really haven't had a blessed life
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>>5108028
Pity our enemy, that they could not be a foe, slay them swiftly for their own sake.
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>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends

If we can get Sister-in-law to completely purge herself and return to a nigh blank seed state all for a chance to become human, this would be the perfect bait.

And we'd get 3 Archeotech ships ready for the Great Crusade.

All perfect examples of ANTIWARP PERFECTION. Let's see a Glorianna top that.

Heck, the only way we could conceivably top them would be being a Mechanicus Primarch.
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Has anyone here read If the Emperor Reacted to TTS? It's a thread on Spacebattles where the Emperor and the Primarchs from right before the start of the Heresey watch the Text-to-Speech series. Why do I bring this up? Because I like there's 'non-canon' posts about them reacting to media from the 2nd Millennium and sometimes when I read or watch something I imagine Lieren and his friends reacting to some old media that survived on Kazeon's ship or her sisters' archives.
Stupid shit like anime rap cyphers because it'd be funny to imagine them deciphering slang or thinking it's real.
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>>5108018
They are a weird combination of advance machines, AI and humans/ human souls. They feel like something powerful, mysterious and even strange from the DAOT age. Not exactly what people usually refer for machine spirits.


>>5108034
Shows that humanity can do errors and stupid decisions even at their best. While the past can't be changed, they can still be mourned for what they where before.
In the case of the sisters their bodies and specializations, can still aid Shangrila and her peoples in recovering from the wounds caused by chaos.

>>5108038
We should make sure to give them a rapid death if we can't hope to save her. But Avalokiteśvara will likely not go down easily, so that makes it extra hard.
Huli Jing took a few hours of mostly costant fighting before going down, and she was likely an hybrid between Kuam Im and demonic power/gifts and Slaanesh. With Avalokiteśvara specialized in war alongside Nintya, it might be even harder that the other fights we had, or in second position to Belakor one.
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>>5108070
*of instead of and near Slaanesh
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>>5108070
>They feel like something powerful, mysterious and even strange from the DAOT age.
They were made after the start of the Cybernetic Revolt which marked the end of the Age of Technology. So it would be more accurate to say they were made during the Age of Strife. Hell can we be even certain they are human inventions?
>>5108017
>Asking him about how to win, Is strictly off the table (personally speaking, I cant force the vote my way) because we can do that. Just like we can keep Jinhai safe from Nitya by being careful.
I disagree with both. Getting info on how to win would be great narratively if Lieren hands off that info to others and allows them to win battles and capture objectives on their own. I don't believe being careful alone will guarantee Jinhai's safety or be "narratively satisfying", rather giving him armor and weapons that would insure his victory to Nitya would be more satisfying.
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>>5108107
I don't know if Pert's specialty in siege would help that much right now. The Iron Warrior most did meat grinders and mass artillery, and both of those are off the table for Lieren to deal with the Vishnu, since they have the manpower advantage and we can't blow up their cities.
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>>5108127
Actually, maybe the standard siege tactic of just starving them out might work, since we have the production and resource advantage together with air superiority.
Just got to hope they don't break sneak through the blockade and set up one of those teleporting pilons behind our army. Or mass sacrifice their civilians and summon a blood legion. Both would suck.
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>>5107806
>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
>Call Kuan Im from the imaterium so you may contain and purify her soul.

I wish to hug sad demon girl. She who thirst can fuck off, let's claim Kuan Im's soul and btfo's he horny demon god's champion.
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>>5108063
Please spoon feed me.

>Hell can we be even certain they are human inventions?
Yes. Most A.I.'s were too crazy to do it, so old humanity probably had to start from scratch.

>>5108134
>starving them out
Not with their DaoT tier tech, they could probably create underground farms to produce food or just process raw organic material into edible past, but things probably won't go that far. The evil bad ship lady would probably prefer to detonate the several suns above them.

DO WE HAVE ANY PLANS TO DEAL WITH THEIR GIGA SUNS? Maybe Yeeting all of them into the warp? Preferably in Nurgle's garden in an attempt to free Isha?
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>>5107819
>support
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>>5108159
>>5107806
I'll support
>Call Kuan Im from the imaterium so you may contain and purify her soul.
as well
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>>5108164
Spoon feed you what? Look, I'm not a writer. I just listen to shit like this-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K97mjPk3CLM&list=RDMMK97mjPk3CLM&start_radio=1
And while I'm listening to this I'm imagining that the visuals is corrupt, but the audio is intact, so Lieren and his friends can sit around and be shocked at the sheer hatred that the singers have for this woman named Gabi, confused by their slang and metaphors. Like what could possible incite such hatred and violent wishes?
Shit ain't complex, It's just fun to think about.
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>>5108159
+1
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>>5108164
Now you've incited my autism.
Nostramo is overrun by crime and gangs right? Do you think that they have rap there? Scratch that, better question is can Konrad rap?
The Norse had flyting, a form of verbal combat where two warring leaders would exchange insults- how long would it take for him to hear Konrad spit some fire and be like 'hol' up, imma need to put you out,' and start battling him.
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>>5108248
I think he either wanted the link to the spacebattle thread or a TLDR; of it.
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>>5108268
Oh. . . Oh, sure. I'll post a link, but I should probably pique down about it. This is a thread https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/if-the-emperor-watched-the-text-to-speech-device.408752/about Lieren after all.
Here's the original thread. There's another thread that has a reaction to Hellsing Abridge of all things.
Related but not the same, there's a pretty good fanfic based on this thread if anyone wants to read about Primarchs having kids.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21518860/chapters/51293176
Imma shut up now.
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>>5108279
No need to stop talking about it, these post have been entertaining.
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>>5108248
I could see that being a real thing. This talk about the primarchs listening to old 2nd millenia stuff reminds me of the Cup Bearer Anon quest on TG.

>>5108255
Nostramans are russian or something right? They probably listen to hardbass.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2TA9_1OwRoU
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>>5108293
When Konrad isn't flaying men alive or suffering from another distressing vision, he's squatting down in his room, Adidas track suit on, drinking vodka and listening to some good ol' hardbass.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uP0rFsylyM0

I can accept that Konrad is a russian, but you can't tell me that Leman couldn't roast you into oblivion if you challenged him to a rap battle.

What kind of media would be the most entertaining for them to view? I think that it would hilarious for Lieren to find out how people use to live from sitcoms, or hear the Journey to the West or how the Buddah came to be.
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>>5107806
>>5107806
>>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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>>5108415
Adding
>>Call Kuan Im from the Immaterium so you may contain and purify her soul.
I will be VERY surprised if we can un-daemon someone, at least right now. But this'll plant the idea in Lieren's mind and get the ball rolling to (hopefully) an eventual solution. Trying to purify Avalokiteśvara might be a better starting point since she's yet to ascend to daemonhood though, we're kinda jumping in the deep end and trying to learn how to swim.
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>>5108159
support
+1

>>5108450
Yeah, but isn't that how Lieren tends to try and learns things anyways? History would say so

>>5108107
I personally don't want to get Perty involved because I feel that would be a slight against him, and he would not appreciate us going to him for war advice.

he would give good, primarch tier war advice no doubt, but I think as it stands I want Perty to know that we appreciate him for who he is, not what he can do.
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>>5107806
>>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
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>>5108159
I am not sure, it would mean battle. Huli Jing hates in a warped way Lieren after her failure, and do to her value Slaanesh might have a few strong demons/creature keep watch on her. Even if Slaanesh had beat and abuse her after the failure. So if we want to do it, it would likely mean battle because her "guards" and her would not like Lieren at all, or his plan.

https://youtu.be/A6cSbof7Pik

And there is two more reasons for not do it right now :
- Current War
- We are inside the colony ship, if we go spiritual battle mode, put all the negative Qi of the ship in a single point and create a portal for reach her it creates a possible border battle that might be influenced by chaos powers and used to mold the surroundings of the Negative Qi portal.
Remember what happen with the Malal one to the terrain.
It could also go like the Nurgle one where we killed the Warden of Life on the battlefield of the treachery of turtles. Where the border battle was keep just as that.
(By border battle, i mean the territory between materium and immaterium. It could be called even boundary)

But i recon here there is a lot of corruption. So we should do it outside the ship. There is also the worm-crew bodies to get out of here and burn, alongside everything else corrupted. That takes some time.
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>>5108164
Honestly I hope Kanzeon and Mari have some ideas on them. The iron citadel is in general a big problem to deal with.
Perhaps they can create a device for move the suns in space. All the technology and scrap of high tech in and around the citadel is also there. Is a lot of of stuff honestly that we could take. The mine we attacked for example, those machines could be purified. But doing it is very difficult.
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>>5108159
You cant un-demon someone nor is this any sensible idea. Summoning Hu Ling here!

Its immensely silly, so why would you vote for this.
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Well this is her former body so she should be easily summonable from here due to how tied she is to the place.

And we do hold the ability to purify daemon weapons. A willing patient would be even easier.

Especially since we can bribe her with a fully human form.
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>>5108611
It's an experient. If we can purify a sword, who's to say the same cant be said to the person? If it fails we can simply break her and cast her back into the warp.

Was Hu Ling Slaneshi's champion, or only one of her greater demons?
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>>5108618
>>5108629
But when we purified the sword we didn't purify the daemon, we just attacked it's very core of existence, so much so that it chose to completly flee before being undone.
It's like saying you can made a bacteria a normal cell because you cured an infection with antibiotics.
Now what would happen with it was done with someone that wasn't a daenon originally I have no idea. But when we fought against firefox, she acted exactly like a daemon would when we insukted her pride and praised the journey.
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>>5108678
We had other options however.
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>>5108683
But we don't know what would happen in those other options, there is no guarantee that they would lead to a redeemed daemon instead of it also running alway in fear.
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>>5108279
Oh, they managed to make it the entire premise retarded right on the second episode, by making the emperor be the one behind both the tabletop and and the youtube series.
That was way quicker then I expected.
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Good points have been made, retracting >>5108450. Apologies for the inconvenience. Still want to do it, but here isn't the right place. Don't want our purification efforts to become undone through daemon exposure or for the ship to be damaged any further post-summoning.
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>>5107806
>>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
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>>5107806
>>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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>>5108159
support
+1
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>>5107806
>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
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>>5107806
>Remove the tainted material and destroy it, and turn it into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles
>Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends
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Update is gonna be a bit late. Had a long day. Thankfully the delay will only be until I wake up rather than whenever the abominable intelligence decides to be merciful as used to be the case
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>>5109801
"Now I am become sleepy, the goer to bed" - Malal 2021
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>>5110224
So what you are saying. . . Is that it is the weakness of the flesh that holds us back.

>TECHPRIEST INTENSIFIES!!!
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>>5110232
Sometimes is the fickle whims of the cogitator machine spirits.
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>>5110232
“There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal."
"There is no strength in flesh, only weakness."
"There is no constancy in flesh, only decay."
"There is no certainty in flesh but death”
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Scrap what isn't tainted and divide the resources gathered from the recycling between Kanzeon and Mari so both may equally bolster their bodies and their abilities.: 4

Spend sometime repairing the ship and replacing the lost systems and components with Kanzeon's aid, to ready it to be reinhabited after the war ends:15

Remove the tainted material and destroy it:13
-and turn the vessel into a temporary factory, producing advance materials, medicine, weaponry and vehicles:10

Attempt to call Kuan Im in the warp, despite her turning into the contemptible Huli Jing: 5

Total votes: 24

So Lieren will spend sometime repairing the ship to prepare it to be reinhabited and remove and destroy what has been tainted and replace it so it may temporrily serve as an automated factory

Writing now
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It is quiet, humble and honest work cleansing the empty husk in preparations for its repairs. It brings to mind memories of when you first began work to connect the now imperial province together through your road, when you hammered stones into place alongside laborers who had never before seen beyond their villages before you enlisted them to aid in the work you still see as perhaps your greatest labor. For if you never set down the first step of the giant's road, the world as it is now would be little more than a dream. And much like the road you designed and helped lay, repairing this ancient vessel is merely the first stone set towards a brighter future. In the darkness, you scrub the walls clean of their debaucherous imagery adorning it, sanding it down and smoothing it with your mind and the impervious will held within it. You melt and ritualistically cleanse the materials that are too deeply tainted by the Emperyan's wild winds to be trusted or even tolerated to remain where living men may one day walk. Sweat pours down your brow as you crawl through vast complexes of machinery, undoing centuries of disrepair and unuse with both your bare hands and arcane tools designed for work as precise as this. The cyclopean factories shudder to life once more, their rust brushed away and their more anomalously altered components stripped away to be replaced by unsullied replacements. The cloning boy in particular requires a cleansing via a substance Kanzeon names as "Promethean" that she warns you of the extreme dangers it poses if improperly stored or used.

Indeed, the accelerant is so potent you were worried it would burn a whole through the ship when you first witnessed the intensity of the flames through the near incandescent flaring of the light it cast. The cancerous remnants of Huli Jing's corruption are gradually scored away, by fire, will or excessive use of darklight and plasma. Then once Kanzeon meets you outside of the sinkhole leading into the grave of what was once her most gentle hearted sister, she tells you that even her most sensitive sensor arrays and scanning equipment can no longer detect even the barest hint of Emperyan energy within the empty corpse of Kuan Im.

It is then that your work to repair the ancient star faring vessel truly begins. Kanzeon still refuses to enter the forsaken body of her traitorous sister, but she lands just beyond the unsettlingly idyllic fields she crafted eons ago to deliver the components of the lost systems part by part so you may replace what you were forced to destroy. This will ensure that the corruption you have weeded out will never again return, as all that was touched by the devils of the warp has been removed and replaced with untarnished Star Metal and untampered electronics and arcane technologies that still baffle you despite being well acquainted with their functions and use in the vast bodies of Kanzeon and her sisters.
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>>5110357

As industrious and diligent as you are by nature and birth, the delicate labor and hard drudgery necessary to resurrect the "corpse" of the star ship proceeds at a reasonable pace, far quicker than any other engineer would be able to progress at or maintain for any substantial duration of time. Indeed, most would be driven mad by the complexity and otherworldly nature of the machines before they even approached the trial of meddling with their internal components. You were aware that Kanzeon and her sisters were powered by the winds of the Emperyan, but you had never truly grasped how deeply dependent and entwined they were to such treacherous energies.

Until you personally repaired one. Kanzeon had personally seen to her own mending. Its wonderous, being able to see how man once tamed the great sea and used its waters to power their society without fear of wicked spirits or corruption. Indeed, this just proves that besides ideals and construction of thought processes, you and Kanzeon are very similar to one another. As your father used similar Arcane methods as a part of the multitude of processes required to birth you and your brothers. A mingling of reality and unreality, of the material world and the realm of thought. It'd be poetic if it did not so darken your mood realizing exactly why it was so easy for spirits to crawl past the veil when even a single system was damaged or crippled within these sophisticated bodies of steel.

You can see why some of Kanzeon's sisters were or still are revered as goddesses, for their forms are truly divine constructions. Even with all the technological wonders you have seen or personally crafted, the inner workings of their bodies are truly magnificent. And nearly unknowable. Even your vast intellect struggles to grasp the concepts and physics that allow such ancinet machinery to function.

Old mankind had rivaled the Aeldari empire in its grandeur and advancement once. Somehow that thought brings you hope for the future.

With a final sub psionic connection forged, the empty vessel is resurrected, without a mind or soul to inhabit it. Presently, it is a series of carefully monitored codes and data streams, guided by any particularly powerful and willful mind within range of it. It is for that reason, the catatonic, unborn sister of Kanzeon and Mari will be kept away from any battle or city until a soul can be found to be gifted the vaunted position of younger sibling to the mothers of Shangrala.

But that does not mean it will not be able to lend assistance to the war effort. Indeed, having three archeotech ships at full functionality is a great boon, especially when you have a wealth of resources to facility the production of the treasures of humanity's ancient past.
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>>5110358

What do you devout the Empty Sister's production capabilities towards, Lieren?

> An armada of fighter, transport and bombarding craft. Now Long Jia shall rule the sky and terrorize the Vimana of Vishnu like falcons hunting songbird!

>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala

>Create an army of drones, since all three of the sisters are able to produce them, you'll be able to create an army of machines to match the endless hordes of Kauravas the butcher king fields

>There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.

>Write in
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>>5110359
>>There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.
Do we even need to go through the trouble of adapting eldar tech to use this? Needler weaponry should work, no? Additionally, we get around the main flaw of gas-based warfare if we can turn the poison into an aerosol, since our own soldiers won't be effected by it. Also,
>Ask Kanzeon about the process of crafting the gestalt soul required in to produce her and her sisters. How are the individual souls collected? Can it be done passively? Perhaps the valiant dead of this war may live on in this unborn daughter of the stars...
If Malal wants to answer that outside of the story, that works too.
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>>5110359
>Titans
and
> An armada of fighter, transport and bombarding craft
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ff68PsXbCK4&ab_channel=StringStorm%E2%80%8C
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>>5110381
but if it's a pick one situation then I'll pick the titans.
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>>5110359
> An armada of fighter, transport and bombarding craft. Now Long Jia shall rule the sky and terrorize the Vimana of Vishnu like falcons hunting songbird!
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>>5110359
>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
>Titanfall intensifies
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>>5110359

>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW9NXX5Y4IY
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>>5110359
>>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
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>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
>How is this even a question?!? This is how we start to get psy-titans!
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>>5110359

>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vU7XqToZso [Embed]
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>>5110359

>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala.
Can we give them some cool names other than titans? Pretty fucking please? Like Devas or Asura? Maybe Godbeasts?
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Imagine it. Giant Mechs that aren't falling apart.
What a concept.
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>>5110359
> An armada of fighter, transport and bombarding craft. Now Long Jia shall rule the sky and terrorize the Vimana of Vishnu like falcons hunting songbird!
>Create an army of drones, since all three of the sisters are able to produce them, you'll be able to create an army of machines to match the endless hordes of Kauravas the butcher king fields
Let's even the playing field.
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>>5110359
>There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.
> An armada of fighter, transport and bombarding craft. Now Long Jia shall rule the sky and terrorize the Vimana of Vishnu like falcons hunting songbird!
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>>5110359
>>Create an army of drones, since all three of the sisters are able to produce them, you'll be able to create an army of machines to match the endless hordes of Kauravas the butcher king fields
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>>5110359

>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
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>>5110359
>An army of drones
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>>Create an army of drones, since all three of the sisters are able to produce them, you'll be able to create an army of machines to match the endless hordes of Kauravas the butcher king fields

Titans are good. But they're primarily Siege weapons or Titan hunters. Building anything approaching the size of Imperator would be folly.

Instead lets use drones so that our man power can match any amount of endless opposition. The galaxy is full of these.
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>>5110637
The difference between drones and titans is that titans are fun and Emperor approved.
>But they're primarily Siege weapons or Titan hunters
Anon. He's clearly describing knights.
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>>5110359

>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala

Bring forth the god machines and make the thunder of their steps the first and last thing our enemies hear
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HK02e3U4Q9U
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>>5110359
>>Create an army of drones, since all three of the sisters are able to produce them, you'll be able to create an army of machines to match the endless hordes of Kauravas the butcher king fields

At last
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>>5110359
>>There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.

There is another consideration to our use cases. This will ensure a relatively bloodless killing of the mass of clone soldiers that the Tyrant is using. Meaning that khorne will have less of a foothold. The other methods of war will likely involve much more blood spilled.
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>>5110740
Maybe, but titans are effective against vehicles and resilient to a lot of armored and infantry weapons, making them excellent for present the advance forwards. If we want to produce the clone killing poisons, all we need to do is produce more of then with Kanzeon or Mari.
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>>5110359
>>>There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.
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>>5110359
>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
Malal, can we make heavy containment vehicles, that could encapsulate these fusion bottles littered around Vishnu land?
>There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.
Aerosol might work too, fumigate the buggers in a titan-grade macrocannon shell.
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>>5110359
>>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
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>>5110359
>>You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala
yes I would like giant robots please.
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>>5110359
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p5oEVJ7ru2E
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Calling the vote now.

There's a glaring flaw to cloning. And that is the use of few or even a single genetic template. Though it would be considered dishonorable and immoral in less grave circumstances, create a poison that targets the genetic markers of the template of the Vishnu's fodder of clone warriors and fabricate Aeldari Shard weaponry to weaponize it.: 5

Ask Kanzeon about the process of crafting the gestalt soul required in to produce her and her sisters. How are the individual souls collected? Can it be done passively? Perhaps the valiant dead of this war may live on in this unborn daughter of the stars...:1

An armada of fighter, transport and bombarding craft. Now Long Jia shall rule the sky and terrorize the Vimana of Vishnu like falcons hunting songbird!:4

You've found some schematics of machines that were used as heavy construction, farm or terraforming vehicles. With a few alterations they can become a warmachine. Bring titans to Shangrala:12

Create an army of drones, since all three of the sisters are able to produce them, you'll be able to create an army of machines to match the endless hordes of Kauravas the butcher king fields:5

Total votes: 22

LIEREN DIGS GIANT ROBOTS

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>>5110381
>>5110396
>>5110715
>>5110431
>>5110396
NICE!

>>5111043
Loved that show! Wonder what a Lieren/Shangralan version of the theme would sound like
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In b4 Ships Dig Giant Robots?
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For You've found uncorrupted, undegraded schematics for ancient machines. Construction and farming vehicles as well as terraforming devices that are inexplicably designed and built into a vaguely humanoid frame. You do not know the purpose, but the ancients must've had a reason to make their machinery mimic their own forms, besides base vanity of course. You had known vaguely of such vehicles before, having viewed them both in the form of implanted wisdom and knowledge and the pictures recorded in your gestation pod, but you had assumed them to be lost or forgotten to the fog of the ages. You had never dreamed you'd discover blueprints for the towering machines, let alone complete and perfectly detailed copies that describe the construction of each subsystem down to the individual wires and even mentions the exact ratios of its chemical fuel sources and material composition! This is a treasure beyond treasures! Though you cannot help but feel thankful that Huli Jing wasn't smart enough to exploit such tools for wicked ends. These frames can easily be repurposed towards war, with a few alterations they can be turned from engines of creation into avatars of destruction. Warmachines unlike anything that has been fielded upon Shangrala before, and perhaps even the other world's seeded by mankind.

However, they their construction would create inefficiencies if they were altered only by equipping them with weapons platforms to replace their tools and plating them with armor. They'd be...inelegant, lacking grace and refinement. Big, stomping machines that can only march towards their foes or act as towering and overly glorified artillery. Looking over the schematics, your mind busies itself to adjust and bring them closer to unreachable perfection. An immediate inspiration is to bring the titanic machines even closer to their inspiration and make them more obviously shaped like men. Adjusting their profile, reallocating their center of gravity and repositing their necessary subsystems and components, you could easily increase the lumbering machines agility by ten fold. To fit its complicated mechanics in its chassis, you will have to organize them like the viscera and bowels of a human body. Which will necessitate a bolstering and thinning of armor in certain locations.

Martial arts are a beloved tradition of Shangrala, and most soldiers are trained in one style or school of them or another. So these adjustments will increase the average combat effectiveness of those privileged few to be bequeathed the honor of commanding these warmachines, as they will be able to translate their own combat training into the piloting of the craft. But, if it is a weapon, it can be specialized and adapted for a specific style of martial arts, and already dozens of concepts and ideas fill your thoughts flying from the libraries of your mind.

So, you begin to create schematics for these new innovations based off the treasured blueprints you had found.
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>>5111833

The original designs can still be utilized in construction and agriculture, though you'd replace the legs with a more sturdy and balanced form of locomotion. Perhaps treads or an anti gravity generator.

You'll replace the alloys suggested with Star Metal and other more pliable and sturdy materials, that can both more readily endure a ballistic strike but also keep from impeding the warmachines own movement. A complicated series of servos and mechanical joints will be required to facilitate the newly improved locomotion of these vehicles, to bring them closer to the natural motions of the human body. The armor must then, instead of being a part of the machine's main body must be made into armor itself, so it can be replaced and repaired with ease and not necessitate the temporary docking of the craft itself. As it to will be made of star metal and the other useful, strong alloys that you know of through your time studying within Kanzeon, the separation from armor and machine will be almost entirely unnoticeable. The sensor array, will utilize a mingling of the flexible glass and a layer of adamantine weave to improve its durability. The sensor clusters will be decentralized, so the pilot will not be blinded if the screen upon the "Head" of the craft is damaged. Indeed their "Sight" will not fail unless over ninety percent of the sensors are destroyed or otherwise damaged.

An automated self adjustment system to aid in maintaining balance in motion and sturdiness in stillness would also be a warranted addition to the craft.

You spend hours at first, and then days adjusting and tweaking schematics to maximize efficiency and combat ability. It is a grand effort to turn a construction vehicle into a weapon, but you were made to be an engineer and have acquired enough actual expertise in the crafting of vehicles and weapons alike to excel in the otherwise trying endeavor. Eventually, you reach a wall in your efforts and know with your current knowledge and resources further refining these warmachines will be all but impossible. There can be no more improvements made with the materials or facilities at hand and even if they could be made, they would increase the cost of creating even one of these titanic crafts beyond any applicable use. You have balanced their effectiveness and the price of their construction and improved the refinement of their motion greatly enough for them to serve as both walking artillery pieces and titanic warriors, even simultaneously if the pilot decides to outfit their craft with weaponry fit to serve either role. . Destruction and death made elegant, war made graceful.

They no longer resemble the initial schematics you first discovered. Now they more resemble giant, ambulatory statues. You wonder for a moment as you review your work, if you were not inspired by the holographic avatar Kanzeon spoke through
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>>5111834

when you were first allowed access to her heart and began the friendship that blossomed magnificently into a Orchid of love.


Shrugging your shoulders, you decide from whence your inspiration came is irrelevant, and set the schematics down to begin the forging and building of the first of a legion of titanic walkers. Perhaps this will take from you your title of Giant, when men see these gleaming warmachines march against the Vishnu like wrathful gods.

Pausing before you enter the commands to begin the production of these Titans of metal, you feel a mischievous whim and give into it. Deciding whimsically to design the appearance of the first batch of these new warmachines after the likenesses of your close friends and respected allies, you adjust the parameters of the manufactorum's crucibles and assembly plants to allow this needless personalization.

But it will be worth it to see the reactions of the inspirations behind this unnecessary detailing and decoration.

Feng, Jinhai, Liang, Jiang, Bai, Yin Lei, Lai Song, Tao Dandan, The late Small Chen and Cui Fu, Red Face Wei, Elazar and Aruna will serve as fitting models for the initial production

Giggling to yourself, you watch the creation of the giant, weaponized statues of your companions, friends and the man who you wish could have been counted amongst their number

What will you do now, Lieren?

>Reveal these new warmachines outside of the imperial capital and explain their function and capabilities to Jinhai and the general, and begin searching for pilots across the Empire and its ally the Bask republic.

>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation

>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!

>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological

>Write in
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>>5111836
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation

>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!

>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological
We literally gundam now.
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>>5111836
FUCK YEAH! We should make sure to tell Aruna and the Vishnu battle bros that these are big-wrinkle-brain science and not icky sorcery.
> Reveal these new war machines outside of the imperial capital and explain their function and capabilities to Jinhai and the generals, and begin searching for pilots across the Empire and its ally the Bask republic.
Should check the Shuni as well.

> These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! Do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation.
Can't be letting him or his murderous girlfriend try to crudely copy Lieren's work.

>>5111840
> inb4 we make Gundams for all the Primarchs
> We're Leman's new favorite bro for the shiney toys
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>>5111836
>>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
>>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!
>>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological
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>>5111836
>
>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation

We need to strike at that tower, this war machines could arrive with our elite regiment and begin a rapid raid on it.
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>>5111867
I support.

But we will need a SUPER amazing pilot for Jinhai.
The emperor gundam must not fall in its first engagement.
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>>5111871
i am sure we will find someone worthy for the task. We have still plenty of pilots fresh from the new academies or we could take some of the best that we already have on steel birds.
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>>5111836
>>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
I'll be curious to see what the Mechanicum thinks of these new toys.
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>>5111836
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological
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>>5111885
Very excited to have new toys to play with, but bothered that it was invented and not found. I'm sure they'll let it pass since we're the Omnisseiah's son.
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>>5111836
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
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>>5111836
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!
Some like Jinhai will probably only need to pilot his when in the most dire of situations, and Dan Dan would probably prefer a the artillery type of Titan
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>>5111836

>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!

>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological


Did..did we just make gundams?

Also nice seeing even as a Primarch our boy still loves giant robots and Women.
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>>5111901
Imperial Titans are only as old, at max, as the Age of Strife, so I'm hopeful that they'll see the parallels between them a couple millennia ago and us now. Our aethersail technology, however, might catch us some flak.
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>>5111970
>Our aethersail technology, however, might catch us some flak.
No one cares about the drukari, and the mechanicus can bite it.
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>>5111836

>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!

>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological
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So what do our mecha look like? Lieren described them as more humanoid with detachable armor, so I'm imagining something like towering statues.
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>>5112029
I see them as knight meets wraithguards. Really show our eldar influences.
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>>5112029
>literally based on legendary heroes
>look like ambulatory statues
>move like humans and are designed for melee
>detachable armor and swappable weapon
If you know anything about Gundam you immediately see the parallels.
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>>5111893
Support
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>>5112044
I have not in fact seen Gundam, but from the picture I've seen, wouldn't they be too blocky? I thought they were smoother like an Eva Unit.
Do not mistaken this for wanting Evas, but as soon as we can put some wings on this bitch we need to to. I want these fuckers to fly.
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>>5111885
I doubt they will act in any good way towards us upon seeing our tech, even if we are a primarch. What do you think they want to do if you let them see advanced human tech ? Behave ? The same for us. I doubt we will look on them well after knowing them, even if seeing them is enough of a red flag by how terrifying many of them look. The encounter with them will be honestly difficult, if they act like they usually do when they see advance human tech. It looks bad.

>>5111901
I don t see the point for giving up the things we have given our people, to hands of unknown men. This is Shangrila property, the blueprints especially. The Mechanicus wouldn't lift a finger for his fellow men if it isn't for get more technology or for defend themselves. Not to mention they have plenty of privileges in the imperium already thanks to the treaty of mars. Giving them even more feels wrong to me, when the rest of mankind is in such a miserable state.
Shangrila technology can be put instead to work in our peoples hands for liberate and aid more worlds for the imperium, let Shangrila grow across the stars and find more ancient technologies. Three more worthy purposes. The Mechanicus only chance is having some techpriests under us willing to learn our teachings.
I am not sure it s wise to say something
like this around. Even the emperor has secrets. Plenty of them.

>>5112029
I am planning in making them with the rest of the images. By following their description i will go for make them look more like Long Jia heroes, while still looking like mecha with some eldar influence. I am thinking one giant type for now, then in the next group of images 2 more maybe.
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Sorry for being cold towards the cogs but while they are a cool faction, they aren't exactly a good fit with Lieren in my opinion.
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>>5112052
>but from the picture I've seen, wouldn't they be too blocky
Few details most people not deep in Gundam lore don't know regarding the mobile suits (mechs)
>mobile weapons are primarily used in space
>most mobile weapons are designed to fly
>Minovsky physics is used to justified everything
>gundams are a type of mobile weapons that use a special light weight alloy that can only be made in space
>gundams are often based on heroes of the past though in one of the timelines a major character fights against two gundams based on presently living major characters
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>>5112069
Oh, I know all of that, but I'm saying that visually they don't come to mind when reading Lieren's descriptions.
On another note- we should give these things unique names like how the Leman Russ tank is named differently. A fog titan?
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>>5112073
I figured the knights would be named after the people there based on
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>>5112076
Well not the individual knights, I meant the titans as a whole. The Admech would probably call them Shagrilan-Pattern Knights, but they deserve a cooler name like. . . *checks through Hindu and Buddhist myths* Dharmapalas!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dharmapala
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>>5111836
>>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
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>>5111836
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation.
>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological.
I'm ready for mankind to strike back.
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>>5112110
>Support
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I want to share these designs with pert. He would love them.
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>>5112172
Oh fuck
We should definitely give these designs to Pert- maybe we can collaborate on a mark II once we're free. Ask Magnus if it would be possible to give it psyker abilities.
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>mfw every massive statue in Pert's perfect city is also a titan
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>>5112181
>mfw every massive statue in Pert's perfect city is also a titan
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>>5112172
I'm sure he would find a way to get offended by Lieren giving him the designs.
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>>5112199
>Clearly, brother, you think I am incapable of creating such war machines on my own. Don't call this warp-number again. Now excuse me, I have teenage conscripts to decimate.
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>>5112199
Well we didn't give him the designs, we simply asked what he thought of our work being that he is such an artisan of great materials, to be appraised by him is a mark of great honour!

And if that fails, say it's metaphorical.
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>>5112060
The Enperor doesn't even like the mechanicus, they are just a nescessity for the Imperium and the Crusade to be able move along in a reasonable timeframe.
>>5112082
Call them terracota warriors.
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>>5112247
Can't wait for everyone to see giant descend from the heavens to strike at humanities foes.
Also- Lieren with his own custom Knight, co-piloted by Kazeon of course.
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>>5112247
>The Enperor doesn't even like the mechanicus, they are just a nescessity for the Imperium and the Crusade to be able move along in a reasonable timeframe.

Yup. Cause they have colonies all over the galaxy and thus come as basically one big supply line already set up.
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>>5111836
>>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation
Khorne wants a protracted war to get blood. Dropping them suddenly in key spots could end it fast and deny him that.
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>>5111836
>These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation

>Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological
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>>5111836
>>Reveal these new warmachines outside of the imperial capital and explain their function and capabilities to Jinhai and the general, and begin searching for pilots across the Empire and its ally the Bask republic.
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>Emps arrives
>We've gone full Ghost in the Shell
>Machines with Souls!
>This pleases the Mechanicus for it is not Abominable intelligence
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I have to wonder if the cores used in archeotech ships like Kanzeon and her sisters aren't compatible with this new class of mecha.
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>>5111836
>Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!
Oh I get it now. This is saying to customize the mechs for our friends to pilot.
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So some of the populace heard tales of Lieren and. . . they may have misunderstood somethings.
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>>5112685
The fact that we had the exact same meme made back when we were still using Toki to represent Lieren is what makes it for me.
We have come full circle.
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>>5112701
Lieren is the hero that the Dark Millennium needs, but doesn't deserve.
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>>5112701
I meant the we as we the anons in the aueat collectively by the way, I didn't make that meme.
>>5112708
First Lieren breaks Konrad's prophesies, and now he steals his prized space batman role?
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>>5112711
Lieren and Vulcan are going two-on-one against Konrad's shattered psyche. This man will get better before the Heresy has begun!
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https://youtu.be/eiNVjkJDsqI?t=266
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>>5112713
The hugging will continue until morale improves.
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>>5112713
What're the odds Konrad is so fucked up because he ate pretty much only rats and criminals during formative parts of his life?
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>>5113637
That makes far more sense than it should given the existence of the Omophagea organ.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

These are weapons. Find suitable pilots for them covertly and return to the warfront by dropping these titans from the heavens! do not give Nitya Sinha the opportunity to learn of their creation:15
-Attack the mysterious black tower: 2

Customize each of the crafts to fit the skill set of their models, and off them the privledge to pilot their own gigantic, weaponized doppelgangers!:6

Take further inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari, and make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than technological:11

Reveal these new war machines outside of the imperial capital and explain their function and capabilities to Jinhai and the generals, and begin searching for pilots across the Empire and its ally the Bask republic.:2

Total votes:18

So Lieren will make the connection between pilot and machine mental rather than purely technological, taking inspiration from Kanzeon and the Aeldari

And then covertly find 13 pilots for the first 13 crafts and return to the warfront dropping these new weapons from the heavens, never giving the butcher king a chance to learn of their existence before they break through his lines like adamantine spears

Writing now

>>5112685
Nice

>>5112181
>>5112193

A terrifying thought

>>5112501
>NO MY BELOVED PROSPEROUS SON! DON'T LOOK
>It is too late honored father, for I am already CYBERPUNK
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>>5113670
So does that mean we could fix him, at least in part, by feeding him kind, calm, and most importantly just people? I'm not suggesting that Lieren goes full s-o-ylent green, but that maybe we appropriate the bodies of particularly enlightened individuals to slip into Konrad's morning blood porridge?
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>>5113802
I got a few Gundam pics from my time in the space pirate quest
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However aesthetics are not the only altercation you added to the schematics prior to recording the digitized copy to the manufactorum's memory vaults. Having realized that a cybernetic connection between pilot and craft would likely malfunction if enough blunt force or heat damage was inflicted upon the craft and could thus be easily damaged, disabled or lethally injure the pilot, you add one final improvement to the warmachines. Taking inspiration from how Aeldari technology functions and how Kanzeon herself controls the many complex systems and subroutines of her vast body, you replaced the interface system that was present in the original design documents detailing the base construction vehicles you have altered into statuesque suits of titanic armor with a one that mimics the mental interface that allows your bride to control her steel flesh and bones as if they were living. It requires a psionically active catalyst, which as the primary material used in the construction of these walking weapons is Star Metal, it is an addition easily made. The Catalyst will be an empty memory core, larger than the standard variety but still smaller than the vast spheres that contain the living conscience of living ships such as your bride or her sisters. Large enough for a grown man to fit inside if he curled into a fetal position. But as having only a single connection between pilot and machine would only make control over the metal goliath flimsy and easily broken if a precise or lucky shot was landed upon the housing unit, you also make several backup and auxiliary cores of various sizes. Some equal to the main core, and many more of a smaller, hand held size scattered throughout and hidden in the Chassis of the Warmachine.

The most efficient position coincidentally aligns with the meridians, as the main components and vital mechanics aligned with the internal organs. Perhaps it is more than a coincidence, you think, knowing the nature of the Empyrean and its interactions with the mortal realm. However no matter the exact reason or logic for the technology working most efficiently when designed near exactly after human anatomy, it is a blessing as the similarities will make it easy for prospective pilots to learn how to command and control the craft. Like moving a second, larger body that their trueself is implanted within. Why, the mixture of technology and mental energy could be used for therapy or meditation when the war has ended, it might even allow the rehabilitation of the mentally ill or damaged by aiding in the detachment of flesh and mind and allowing for closer and more accurate observation of their thought patterns. You know Kanzeon does similar when she treats her patients, measures their brainwaves and reports and identities anomalous activity before commencing her treatment.

But that is thinking too far into the future, when there may not come another day.
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>>5114045

The war must be won before you can consider other, more peaceful, humanitarian and productive uses of these innovations. And keeping the existence of these new weapons hidden will be a rare opportunity to hold a true, unequaled advantaged over your enemies. For a warrior cannot easily parry a blow he does not expect, now can they fight well against a weapon they have never before encountered, no matter how great their martial skills may be.

And thus you'll need to seek the assistance of the Scarlet Spider, Lady Qian Xia, to search for candidates of worthy skill, talent and mental resolve and force of will to be able to pilot the first thirteen of these newly forged war machines. You are still trying to settle on a fitting epithet for the weapons who you have shaped into the image of some of the greatest of Shangrala's children, living or dead. Avatar would be fitting, but it lacks a certain poetic depth and meaningfulness. Pressing your knuckles against you chin, you think on a fitting name to give you inventions
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Qian Xia was tired. She dealt in secrets and delighted in using one's own well kept mysteries to engineer and plot their destruction. It was how she had risen to leader of her house and kept the worst heirs from inheriting their father's houses and lands before the revolution. But, now that she was privy to the secrets of an empire and allowed knowledge that would fray a normal mind, she has repeatedly found herself exhausted. Not only mentally but emotionally. It was only her conditioning, her training in the deadly game of the courts that has kept her from being consumed by the stress of her new duties and many responsibilities.

Serial killers, cults, crazed inventors were already enough to overwhelm her and tax her web of "spiders" and "ghosts", but now she also had to contend with the Vishnu, who were far more advance and cunning than she or anyone had anticipated. It was clear they had eyes and ears, deprived of their bodies, scattered throughout the world, watching and sneaking to steal imperial intel and secret troop movements and formation. By her advice, Emperor Long-Jia Jinhai had ordered all vital transmission and commands to be coded but it was still clear from how the reports of the Shuni and Brothers of the Panther's scouts that they had knowledge they shouldn't have, with how they moved their vast armies to counter and cut off advances or prepared for the canny strategies of the bests and brightest of the imperial army. They had a spy network, and Qian Xia knew it was no made up of living men. She knew they had a goddess ship, like Lieren's bride, and she knew she was her opponent. Through some magic spell or queer technology, the buried devil was spying on her people. But it was also clear that the Bride of the Butcher was unaware she was matched against the scarlet spider, otherwise she would have been doubtlessly killed to prevent her from finding a means to
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>>5114047

if not blind the ghostly eyes that watched and spied for her, than to at least anticipate and counter their response to the intel they miraculously and mysteriously stole away.

A sudden rush of air nearly gave the lady of Qian her death of fright, as a vast shadow fell over her and her heart nearly leapt from her chest to flee what must've been an assassin. But as she turned, wincing, she saw in the darkness to golden orbs and realized the giant behind her was Lieren and not some muzzled screamer sent to tear her pretty head from her shoulders.

But her relief was shortly lived as she reminded herself what kind of man Lieren was, and his pragmatic nature. And that she had in many ways abused her position in the imperial court for her own advancement and the wealth of her family and son. And that Lieren had certainly killed for less. And that the golden eyed giant would be a far more effective assassin than any Vishnu Dog. But an gently amused smirk past over his lips, as he read her thoughts from a mere glance of her expression and stiffened body language. A level of reading she had been unable to approach let alone match, it seemed as though the hunter could peer into the hearts of men with a glance or read their thoughts as though they were an open book. She had no idea how he had trained himself to achieve such a peerless state of immediate and intimate comprehension, but she was greatly envious of his supreme talent.

"Worry not Scarlet spider, I have not come seeking your life but rather to ask you to lend your peerless perception and wide web of unspoken knowledge to the war effort" Lieren explained gently, eyes narrowed in a way that unsettling resembled the way a cat would down at a mouse "For I have realized as you have that our enemy is watching from the mists, but as a hunter I am used to avoided my prey's gaze. So, I have developed a new weapon in secret"

Qian Xia wanted to speak, but her relief that she hadn't stepped over the unseen line that would condemn her as a tyrant and criminal was too great and only allowed her to nod silently, feeling a cold sweat creep down her neck.

"However, these weapons need to be piloted by men possessed by iron will and resolve, men who hold no fear of death, with healthy minds and good hearts. Men experienced in battle. Expertise in piloting Steel birds or Iron turtles or riding skipping clouds would be preferable to novices, but if thirteen men and women of perfectly sound minds, sharp intellect, well balanced personalities cannot be found, young prodigies would be acceptable in their stead"

"Understood" Qian Xia answered, almost mechanically "I won't pry and ask the nature of these new weapons because"

"You fear it is your mind that was compromised by the enemy" Lieren interrupted, and merely shook his head "You would know if a mental bug had been planted in your mind"

"Bug?" The usually stoic women squeaked, now fearful of a parasitic beetle that could transmit her thoughts
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>>5114047

Lieren only hid his mouth behind her fan, which he had taken so swiftly from her desk that she had not even noticed him moving.

"Not what you imagine, I assure you. An implanted thought is what I refer to. You can sense their presence by a gap in your memories or a pressure just behind the bone of your scalp" Lieren explained, stepping back into the darkness of Qian Xia's personal quarters and vanishing as quickly as he appeared.

Qian Xia sighed, and fell into her padded chair, running a hand through her hair and pulling it back to find a grey hair.

It was then she shrieked, more terrified than ever before
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You sat upon the branch of lychee tree, reading through the list of names Qian Xia gave you, potential pilots for your new warmachines. Numbered exactly thirteen as you requested. She even included pictures, psyche profiles and descriptions of their characters and habits. Last known location and prior occupation was also included.

A veteran steel bird pilot, renowned as the "First son of the western wind" and known throughout the "flocks" For painting his personal fighter the colors of his family. A cousin of Qian Xia herself, from one of the family's lesser branches. Qian Tian. A fitting name for a warrior of the skies. He lost a leg after being shot down in a protracted aerial duel with two Vimana, and survived the encounter because the pilots landed their craft to take his head and were ended by the now outdated revolver he kept on his person.

An old martial artist, one of the members of the old traditions before your arrival. Became a hermit after his students betrayed the teachings of his school and left behind the civilized world to seek enlightenment and physical excellence in the wilds. Returned to society after being found by Liang and Jiang, and had been scouted as a teacher for one of the many martial arts academies you built. Goes by Tingfeng, an art name he took during his exile, and well deserved judging from the record of victories he holds against martial prodigies and warriors half his age.

Dai Chonglin, Dai Niu's second eldest son and a commander of one of the most decorated Iron Turtle battalions is an easy choice. The Dai are a stalwart lineage, unshakeable in their ideals and endearing in both manner and the battlefield. You've met the man before but didn't pay much attention to him, but know he'll perform admirably and command his craft well.

One of Akanksha's people, a warrioress by the name of Suman who judging from her features is a cousin or near relative of Bai's wife. A wilder breed to be certain, from what little you know of your friend's bride she is comparatively gentle natured amongst the wild vishnu as little a difference as that makes. Suman in unmarried and for good reason, she is one of the most able warriors in her clan. And might be the foremost currently considering Akanksha's pregnancy.
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>>5114049

One of Tao Dandan's younger brothers is also amongst the candidates and you recognize his face. How couldn't you? you broke his father's neck in front of him. Tao Shanyuan, who you know to be rather close to Lady Dandan but not as excitable and certainly not as near addicted to destruction and devastation as his elder sister remains. Indeed, he is rather morose and quiet from your recollection of him.

A Shuni bushwhacker named Gamal Firman who was a camel herder before he joined the short revolt against the sorcerers is also recommend. And you know this man as he had been risen to one of Queen Aiza Younis trusted bodyguards, as he had somehow managed to slay an "Angel" on his lonesome while ferrying supplies to the warfront. That the man had killed a devil while riding a Camel is as amazing as it is strange. And shows that the man is a warrior of not insignificant skill and mental fortitude.

Another Vishnu Screamer, this time from Aruna's tribe, named Adnan who partook in several of the battles of the rebellion and even made a name for himself in the martial world is also on the list. and is renowned for killing several Fog Lions with his bare hands and also being named a honorary friend of the Kang for saving one of their villages from a particularly rabid beast. That judging from the description may have been a warped mutation, a magical beast that escaped from the Shuni Kingdoms.

Clayton Pratt, one of the refugees from New Varro, who you know as a friend of Micah's and a survivor of three battles in the current war. He's deadly with a whip, a rare talent considering the weapon's lack of lethality and can control a rope in his hand as if it were an extension of his arm. You also know Micah knocked out two of his teeth once in a "friendly" game of cards and dice, because Jiang, who was also participating told you about it as a joke once and mocked how the man now whistled every time he spoke.

Nasheem Kaleel, one of the heroes of their revolution is the ninth listed. Known as the desert wind, you actually had the privilege to watch her fight during your stay in the Shuni Provinces, as an extremely overconfident band of brigands thought to attack one of the extremely well guarded encampments of the ministry of developments workers and cargo vehicles. You didn't even have a chance to join the battle as Nasheem cut through them like a killing wind

One of Lai Song's sons, Lai Junjie, a storied cavalry and sky rider officer in his own right is also recommended with a note that if Lai Song was not so wild natured and aged, he would've been recommended in his son's stead. A decision you cannot argue against as Lai Song can be a little overly enthusiastic in battle.

Three are champions of regional martial arts tournaments, young but skilled and with great self control and reserves of willpower. All common born and unknown until they emerged the victors of their prospective tournaments.
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They are the hammer wielder, De, now known as the "Crashing Comet", the Snake Lance user Aiguo who as he comes from the Xue Marshes is named the "Marsh Viper" and the Hook Sword fighter from the former Cui region who calls herself Fan and is noted to have "no history", which leads Qian Xia to suggest she may be a bastard of the Cui Family, but you doubt theory greatly. The Cui would sneer at the Wild Vishnu as weak if they survived to the present day. And you would know a relative of Cui Fu at a glance, no matter how distant.

After all you studied their family tree and have become very familiar with their features, particularly their eyes and posture. And she is no Cui.

Stowing the list away in your satchel, you leap from the tree and land besides Kanzeon, who was enjoying the ripe fruit on its branches so much, she hadn't noticed that the juices of the lychee had began to drip down her chin. And the moment you think so, she hurriedly wipes her mouth, blushing as red as an autumn leaf.
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Yash Konda, General of the black blood legion of the butcher king's vast army was confident, certain of his victory. He was an honored, blessed servant of the Deva Khorne and beloved by his king and so entrusted by his metal magics! With a grin filled with hound's teeth and a brass collar around his neck, the fur backed mutant stood upon a cliff, watching the battle raging beneath his feet.

Sure, the lord of Cavalry was tearing through his thrall warriors, Kauravas and packs of monsters and devolved rivals. And the Unbroken Thunder's Howl was supposedly riding the reinforce the Lai men. But he had a secret weapon! Infernal machines of war! Rakshasa caged and enslaved into metal shells, great metallic beasts and monstrosities! Infernal machines powered by the blood of devils! They were a flock of death and he was there shepard! None of the Long-Jianese tricks that had felled his subordinates could stand against the living warmachines he command.

Commanding the Demonic engines to emerge from the cliff side and sands beneath it, he was happy that he would be victorious and shed blood for all three of his lords and masters. For what could possibly defeat a devil caged in iron!

As if answering the question great vessel, larger than any city or army he had seen before appeared in the sky and cast its long shadow over the field. The khornates confidence quickly faded, and was crushed as thirteen giant, gleaming statues fell from the sky, More than double the number of metal beasts he command. And he had already spent most of the clones, thralls and mutants entrusted to him by his King.

His cybernetically enhanced mind, to undo the damages of his more damaging and intellect lowering "Gifts" struggled to process these new variables and found

His defeat was certain. He took a step back

and his head exploded as Nitya Sinha had been monitoring his thoughts at that very moment and executed him the very second he harbored thoughts of fleeing to fight another day
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>>5114051

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The deployment of the new warmachine was a great success! You have no idea how the Vishnu learned to chain Wicked spirits in metal vessels shaped like tigers, apes, hounds and elephants, but they were no match against your new invention and seemed uncontrollable. Truly the Vishnu's tactics are incomprehensible if they'd use weapons they cannot even command as their trump card in a battle.

Shrugging your shoulders, you radio your thirteen warriors to congratulate them and tell the veteran soldiers amongst their ranks to approach Lai Song to explain their presence so all of Long-Jia may know of the Iron giants of war! Oh course his son will be the first to reveal himself, as your old friends reaction to it and the sheer theatrics of it will surely be amusing.

What will you do Lieren?

>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines

>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,

>Listen to Dandan's immediate request to be given one of the machines and allow the firestorm to personally unleash hell upon the Vishnu. She may be a blunt instrument, but she is a very effective blunt instrument

>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being

>write in
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>>5114053
>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
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>>5114053
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,
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>>5114053
>>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
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>>5114053
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,
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>>5114053
>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being

>write in
With the help of our bride and her sister, find how the enemy spy upon us and eliminate it.
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>>5114053
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
Man, I feel sorry for Qian Xia. Playing counter intelligence against a giga computer must be exhausting.
Especially if she is worried Lieren is gonna hang her any minute.
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>>5114053
>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,
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>>5114053
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,

Apologize to Dan Dan if possible, and inform her they are needed for accomplish an important offensive by us. If possible we will see about sending a new model designed after her, before we will hear her idea.
Tell Kanzeon of the problem of spies and see if she can check on her sister
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>>5114146
I'll support.

Let Kanzeon tend to her sister and the spies.
And Dandan. . Jesse Louis I am hesitant to pet her loose.
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>>5114053
>>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,

>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
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>>5114053
>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,
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>>5113938
>>It is too late honored father, for I am already CYBERPUNK
>EMPEROR WAKE UP, WE'VE GOT A GALAXY TO PROPEROUS
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>>5114053

>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
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>>5114053
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,
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>>5114259
Adding to my vote
>Tell Kanzeon of the problem of spies and see if she can check on her sister
>With the help of our bride and her sister, find how the enemy spy upon us and eliminate it.

By the way Malal, I remember you were following that Xinxia civ that got dropped some time ago, do you also follow that newish Heretic Cultivator quest? It has been very kino so far.
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Not gonna lie, a tad disappointed we didn't get a piece where the pilots describe being in the mecha and fighting in them. I hope we get it later. A real "you can fight the hurricane- you can win" moment.
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>>5114268
Yeah, I thought we would get a PoV of our soldiers when the mechs dropped in, and one of the pilots.
The one of the khornate general was kind of anticlimatic.
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>>5114268
>>5114279
It would have taken maybe thirteen posts to do all that.
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>>5114322
Eh, we had bigger.
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>>5114268
>>5114279
For what it's worth I agree, but Malal can always do a "I remember when I first got into the machine" type sections in a later update.

Also the Khornate general getting his head exploded just for THINKING about running away was pretty interesting.
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>>5114053
>>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
Could we take our regiment with us to do this?
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>>5114053
>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,
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>>5114053
>>Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines
>>Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia,

>See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being
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>>5114268
>>5114279
>>5114322
>>5114329
We might as well speculate while Malal does battle with the malevolent machine spirit that inhabits his terminal.
Lieren describes the cockpit of these titans to be only large enough to hold a man in the fetal position, it must've been as if being born again in a body of steel and fury. Do they move quickly? Does the swing of the arm break apart the wind as it sluggishly swings at a frightning pace? Does it's impact shatter stone and steel as if it wood and mud?
How long until one of the New Varro puts a cowboy hat on it's head and straps a six-shooter to his side while signing Big Iron, shells meant for artillery fire used to the fan the hammer?
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>>5115143
>The Catalyst will be an empty memory core, larger than the standard variety but still smaller than the vast spheres that contain the living conscience of living ships such as your bride or her sisters. Large enough for a grown man to fit inside if he curled into a fetal position.
Think there is a misunderstanding here.
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>>5115143
It's not the cockpit, but the main mental connector and some of the backup ones.
Attleast I hope so, otherwise it would be hellish on the pilot's back
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>>5115160
>>5115166
So is the pilot still inside of the titan or are they remotely controlling it? The latter would sound like something from Magazer Z.
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>>5115175
>We might as well speculate while Malal does battle with the malevolent machine spirit that inhabits his terminal.
>Lieren describes the cockpit of these titans to be only large enough to hold a man in the fetal position, it must've been as if being born again in a body of steel and fury. Do they move quickly? Does the swing of the arm break apart the wind as it sluggishly swings at a frightning pace? Does it's impact shatter stone and steel as if it wood and mud?
>How long until one of the New Varro puts a cowboy hat on it's head and straps a six-shooter to his side while signing Big Iron, shells meant for artillery fire used to the fan the hammer?
The former. I think they're a little closer to Knights since they're single-occupant.
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>>5115198
Everytime I'm reminded they're knights and not titans I deflate a little. At least they're closer to gundam than the hunchbacks.

I still need my psyker knights.
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>>5115255
>Everytime I'm reminded they're knights and not titans I deflate a little
Lieren would probably consider titans excessive since properly designed knights could most problems well enough.
>I still need my psyker knights
We're halfway there.
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>>5115255
>>5115265
When the Emperor did that, he partially, p a r t i a l l y caused the schism within the Mechanicum. I think. Something about tech faggots screech tech heresy in binary.
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>>5115334
Did what?
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>>5115255
I mean, at the end of the day, Knights are really just the smallest class of Titan.
>>5115341
Created the Ordo Sinister, which are Psi-titans powered by high-tier psykers and commanded by a Blank princeps.
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>>5115351
>I mean, at the end of the day, Knights are really just the smallest class of Titan.
True. If these pilots form their own houses and clans of pilots then I sincerely hope they aren't so far up their own ass like the others are- and that they practice martial arts so we can have a knight suplexing another knight.

>Created the Ordo Sinister, which are Psi-titans powered by high-tier psykers and commanded by a Blank princeps.
It seems that the reason for a blank princep is because the psykers are held against their will within the titan to be used as batteries. I was thinking of just having a psyker pilot the knight with some amplifiers and wraithbone.
I will not be satisfied until we get a pack of knights exorcising a demon prince into oblivion with the power of the Journey.
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>>5115384
I would only feel safe if we had eldari pilot psyker titans. Sure, there are some exceptional humans, but warp magic tends to fuck everything up.
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Calling the vote now.

See how Mari is adjusting to the world and check on her well being:10

Search for answers of how Nitya Sinha learned to imprison devils in metal bodies and find the source of such abhorrent warmachines:10

Take command of your elite regiment, that has now fully gathered and with your new warmachines, go to war as a official general of Long Jia:10

With the help of our bride and her sister, find how the enemy spy upon us and eliminate it.:2

Tell Kanzeon of the problem of spies and see if she can check on her sister: 3

Apologize to Dan Dan if possible, and inform her they are needed for accomplish an important offensive by us. If possible we will see about sending a new model designed after her, before we will hear her idea.: 2

Total votes: 16

So Lieren will Check on Mari, quickly, then gather his elite regiment and lead them to the operation to find the source of these demonically fueled machines and how Nitya Sinha came to possess the knowledge of their creation

Writing now

>>5114268
>>5114279
Sorry, I was going to but ran out of steam before I could write it.

>>5114261
I do, actually
I check on it every couple of days, like I do with the other 40k quests and the berserk quest. It's fun and the protag being a murderous Cat demon makes it stand out from the "Standard" Xianxia script
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Mari kept her distance from the center of the conflict and the warfront, preferring to remain by the xue border wall to continue assisting in its construction and watch over the soldiers stationed to man its eight walls as she waited for the Bask reinforcements to arrive to "Speak with Elazar" as she explained when you left her there to delve into the abandoned body of her sister. There she remains, floating in the skies above the Long-Jia empire's last line of defense against the bloodthirsting hordes of the butcher king. And beneath her shadow, judging from the banners of ragged panther furs being flown, your regiment of elites have gathered and wait patiently for you take the reigns of your command. You also hear from an excited young soldier that Jinhai will be arriving to give a speech to the defenders in the coming days but unfortunately you duties as a general do not allow you leisure to attend it or at least greet Jinhai upon his arrival.

Mari notices the slight pang of guilt you feel for being unable to meet your friend, as that is what alerts her to your and Kanzeon's presence. Before even the physical presence of her own sister! She must've been distracted with something or another, but what that something was you cannot be certain as you do not know Mari well enough to be certain of what interests her enough to hold her attention so tightly.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't know you were coming to visit me" She meekly speaks in your mind and Kanzeon's "I understood that Lieren was now a general, the old man with the ocular mutations and the soldier wearing a pelt of the mutated strain of great cats both told me, I figured he'd be busy juggling that work with...repairing Kuan Im's empty corpse"

"Oh as it would happen, honored sister, I was just coming to gather my forces to march to battle when I decided it'd be wise to check in on you" You explain

"We wanted to see how you were adjusting and faring, if you needed any support of the emotional variety" Kanzeon continue where you left off "Since it was obvious learning what had happened to our sister and the world at large had affected you"

"I could be better, the civilizations we're allied with apparently are being assailed by madmen and bloodthirsty brutes, its hard for me not to worry about the future or fret for the safety of our world and family, which Lieren is a part of now. Which is...taking some adjusting" Mari rambles "Not as much as, you know, two of our sisters dying and two going crazy and betraying us, but it has affected me mentally enough I figured I should mention it"

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mari, is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?" You asks

"She's doing well, this level of panic is normal for her" Kanzeon explains rather bluntly "She's a shy girl after all, being the center of attention isn't helping her remain calm but she should reach an mental equilibrium in time. A few more days if the data in my memories is right"
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>>5115558

"Could be worse, at least its nice attention and not "I wanna drink your central memory core's vital fluids" Attention" Mari replied with a nervous laugh "But, it is upsetting seeing how greatly our passengers have degenerated in our absent"

"Are you certain she is alright?" You ask kanzeon quietly

"Eighty percent sure?" Kanzeon says offhandedly, looking away as concern fills her eyes

"I'm fine, my comfort is less important than keeping the barbarians from the gate...and away from my current location!" Mari cheerfully answers "Which I must say, you are both so very brave marching off to fight an ever replenishing horde of madman who want to tear of your heads and drink your blood! I couldn't be so courageous myself "

Despite being equipped with the same weaponry as Kanzeon, but you suppose Mari is a pacifist of sorts and would rather not be forced into a fight that she doesn't believe her presence is necessary in.

"I have a lot of bottled up rage to vent out, and Lieren's the one really risking his life" Kanzeon says gently "But don't worry, not a single lunatic is going to get anywhere near you Mari, not if we can help it and our chances of success are well into positive percentages with all of the preparations Lieren and Long-Jia as a whole have made"

"Somehow that doesn't set my mind at ease, but I appreciate the attempt!" Mari says cheerfully and you aren't certain if she's being sarcastic or not, sounds honest enough however.

"Well if we die a terrible, prolonged death I'll be certain to apologize before my central mainframe is destroyed" Kanzeon sarcastically quips "But if you need any help or just company, tell us"

"I'm fine, just stressed" Mari calls out "I'll be better when my sister and her husband aren't actively risking their lives"

"Worrying in such a situation is natural, but if you feel overwhelmed, do not be afraid to ask for help" You say with a bow of your head "Hopefully the war will not be a long one"

And with that said, you leave Mari to her own company, even though you can still feel her presence listening into your thoughts and Kanzeons, watching the ground and all of the soldiers upon it. And as you approach the camp housing the most elite and skilled warriors upon Shangrala, you are greeted by Feng, who rushes to you overcome with joy.

You lift your brother into the air, embracing him as Liang and Jiang soon joined him after hearing both of you laugh. The rest of the Original brothers of the panthers soon surround you, and after they do, the members of your old bodyguards join them. And the crowd grows and grows, as your companions in life and all of its miseries and joys greet you happily. They're overjoyed to be presented with the opportunity to fight by your side once again. The only ones who do not rush to greet you are the wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari who have joined the regiment.
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>>5115561

But while most of them do not show their joy physically or openly in any matter, you can sense from their thoughts they are just as honored and excited to fight under your banner as the rest of the regiment is. None less than Carys herself. Putting Feng down you cross your arms and shout loudly to draw the attention of all of your men and get them to cease their clamoring attempts to gain your attention or inquire about the regiments first mission.

"We have been given no official imperial command or orders to carry out, Emperor Jinhai has allowed us the privilege of choosing our battles and picking our fights as he knows that is where we excel. Striking from beneath the fog like the panther!" You bellow, lifting your chin as you glance over the gathered regiment "Know that every man and woman gathered here is one of the most elite and talented warriors ever born upon Shangrala or beyond it as far as I am aware"

Micah and his fellow New varro natives hoot and holler, not realizing you were also addressing the Aeldari who have volunteered to join the war out of shared contempt for the slaves of chaos and enemies of prosperity and peace.

"There are no weak links, all of you have your own specialties and refined skills. All of you are equal to one another, and know, as I have surely told you all a thousand times before I consider all of you gathered here my equals as well. Many of you I have trained to be warriors, some more closely than other, some of you I have known longer than others, and some I wish I had known from the beginning of my great work!"

You cup your firsts and bow.

"But all of you are my brothers, no matter how or when we met, or what part I played in your development as marvelous, warriors whose only peers are by their side or dead!" You proclaim, clapping your hands together "Now, as I have been granted permission to choose how we fight our empire's war, I shall now tell you the first objective of this newly fielded regiment of veterans and heroes!"

You snort, breathing out your nose as you close your eyes and bare your teeth in a snarl.

"The Enemy has began to field weapons even more dangerous than they already have, and I am certain these war machines they bring to battle are a recent acquisition a new discovery. And not one they made on their own. Thus, if we act swiftly and strike decisively, we will be able to remove these new and terrible killing tools from the equation and prevent any more from being raised and used against the valorous soldiers of the Imperial army!" You roar and open your eyes to see Elazar looking at you, knowing that you speak of the engines holding enslaved wicked spirits as their power source. As you had explained to both him and Jinhai. He alone amongst the gather truly understand the threat these machines powered by devils pose. He nods in silent agreement but says nothing as most of the soldiers cheer upon hearing the goal and cause they'll be fighting for.
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>>5115564

"Unfortunately" You sneer, looking to Feng and the other first brothers of the panther as they immediately understand that it is not a march, operation or siege they'll be undertaking, but a hunt. An innate understanding that soon spreads through the other, junior members of the brothers of the panther

"I am unaware of where these terrible machines are being assembled or forged, or how they came to possess the foul and wicked knowledge!" You laugh "So we'll have to search for the answers to these two mysteries so we may destroy these new weapons of war not only completely but permanently! We will march immediately and strike out against these vile smiths of the Vishnu, and leave them hanging in their wind and the secrets they kept buried in the sands! YAH!"

With a final shout you march through the crowd, to take inventory of your regiments supplies and that of the attached support cores, specifically the medics, combat engineer, artillery and sapper corps assigned to the regiment. The statuesque crafts will need additional supplies, but you can easily get those from Kanzeon and so do not need to request a additional supplies that can better used and spread out amongst the other elements of the imperial army.

And when you begin taking inventory, you find that Dandan has forced her way into your forces, after Lai Song mentioned it offhandedly.

"That would explain why we have enough such a varied, well supplied and numerous artillery battalion accompany us" You sigh, as you spot the Matriarch of the Tao family waving at her younger brother, while enviously and lustfully staring at his suit of titanic armor. Which, coincidentally, is the craft designed after Dandan's own appearance.

"You do not sound very pleased to be in her company, Lord Giant" The lord of cavarly sneers

"She is the greatest master of artillery and explosive ordnance we have, but she will pester me relentlessly to be given a new instrument to add to her orchestra" You explain, motioning with your head towards the metal, and gigantic avatar warmachines you created

"Where's the harm in appeasing Lady Tao with such a gift" Lai song says

"Lai song, I respect and admire you greatly, so I shall be brief in my explanation. Dandan is wild when she commands her artillery from a distance. Imagine if she were the artillery" You say, and for the first time since you've met the lord of calarly, Lai song visibly pales

"Ah, I see" He says quietly "That does warrant your hesitation on the matter"

You nod
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>>5115566

How will you search for the knowledge concerning the Daemon Engines' source, Lieren?

>Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as your able to while assisting other imperial forces in battle. Give each commander a lotus scepter to steal away the knowledge without risking losing it because of a sudden cranial explosion

>Chase the black tower! it has been moved from its last location and you are certain it is the source of these abhorrent mechanical devils

>Act as an ordinary regiment, and force the Vishnu to field these hellish weapons against you and use the time it takes and the number to determine where they're being made, and how easily their manufacturing is

>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation

>Write in
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>>5115568
>Scan the territory

The generals probably dont know
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>>5115568
>Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as you're able to
Whatever information we can get, while useless individually, might be able to paint a clearer picture together
>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory,
They can do their thing while we do ours
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>>5115568
>>Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as your able to while assisting other imperial forces in battle. Give each commander a lotus scepter to steal away the knowledge without risking losing it because of a sudden cranial explosion

>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation
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>>5115568
>Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as your able to while assisting other imperial forces in battle. Give each commander a lotus scepter to steal away the knowledge without risking losing it because of a sudden cranial explosion
>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation
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>>5115568
>Chase the black tower! it has been moved from its last location and you are certain it is the source of these abhorrent mechanical devils
>>5115494
So you follow the tale of Impaler as well? Truly based.
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>>5115568
>Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as your able to while assisting other imperial forces in battle. Give each commander a lotus scepter to steal away the knowledge without risking losing it because of a sudden cranial explosion
>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation
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>>5115568
>>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation
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>>5115568
>>Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation
>Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as your able to while assisting other imperial forces in battle. Give each commander a lotus scepter to steal away the knowledge without risking losing it because of a sudden cranial explosion
we might be able to gather additional information from the officers
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bX206Y_MIY
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Calling the vote now.

Have Mari and Kanzeon scan the Vishnu territory, and use that to find the likely site of their creation by heading to the second heaviest produce of warp radiation:7

Split your forces, and capture as many ranking officers and generals as your able to while assisting other imperial forces in battle. Give each commander a lotus scepter to steal away the knowledge without risking losing it because of a sudden cranial explosion:5

Chase the black tower! it has been moved from its last location and you are certain it is the source of these abhorrent mechanical devils:1

Total votes: 8

So Lieren will split his forces, and give them the task of attempting to capture and Lotus Scepter Enemy elites while assisting other imperial forces in their battle
While also having Kanzeon and Mari scan the Vishnu Territories to find the most likely site of the Daemon engine's creation via warp radiation

Writing now
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Banners of panther fur begin to appear besides the colorful, silk flags raised by the generals of the imperial army. All but the naivest and greenest of offices, or soldiers recruited from the most isolated and humble of villages know their meaning. Some are even accompanied by the living statues of silver and gold and their valiant riders. But, more than one general is gravely disappointed to see and realize it is not the giant himself who holds the primitive banners high. Those who are more informed of the events of the prior war and the cast of the golden eyed giant's entourage quickly lose such feelings when they recognize the men who carry Lieren's unofficial war banner in his place. Yin Lei is supremely pleased to meet Feng upon the eve of a battle, and Kang Shan is relieved to meet Aruna and Manu riding to his rescue instead of the "honorless" colossus he had expected. A force lead by Lai Song and Micah decimates a wayward, masterless advance of cloned screamers and the Twins Liang and Jiang unleashed the firestorm to cover the retreat of a Luo commanded contingent of the imperial army. Stranger tales are told around the fire and across the radio. Of a Black armored Vishnu general plucked from the ground and seemingly crushed into a cube of bleeding meat and torn steel, of a vishnu horde falling into disarray as their commanding slave driver seemingly vanished into the fog moments before the Banner of the Panther was flown by unusually tall and strangely equipped soldiers, of an out of season snowstorm that blocked the western advance of reinforcements that could've overrun the eight wall of the border in a lightning assault, if they had not been seemingly driven mad by the cold and strange lights that flickered beneath the icy gales.

But, also whispered amongst the fortunate few of the vanguard legions, was that odd behavior of captured generals. Out of nearly a dozen engagements only three resulted in the enemy commander being dragged to the general leading the battle, with a strange pin prick wound in the base of their neck and a glazed look in their eyes. One spat and snarled, cursing their executioners for stealing them away as they slept. The second asked what he was doing and where he was, seemingly unaware of his circumstances and impending demise. And the third was unable to be executed, as his eyes widened as if he was struck by a horrifying realization and his head suddenly exploded like a fire work, injuring the Chieftain Rudra he had been holding the abhorrently scaled abomination by his throat and suffered the brunt of the shrapnel produced by the wretch's atomized skull.

The highest ranking generals sought answers from Lieren, and were shocked to find that the Giant had been spotted joining the thirteenth battle where the panther hide was flown, joined by three of the man shaped vehicles he had created. So the council waited patiently to ask their numerous questions and satisfy their growing curiosity...
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Clayton felt truly above snakes, driving around this metal giant sure was a hog killin time! He didn't quite understand how this doohickey worked, how it felt like he was the steel and bolts surrounding the flesh and blood his Ma and Pa gave him, but he didn't dwell on the matter. Uncle Lieren said if he thought too hard it might "break the connection", whatever that meant. But Clayton had broken Bangtail Rattlers before! He was sure he could make a bunch of iron listen up and behave if it started raising hell. Raising hell against his wishes. The pretty white orbs of light floating above his head, pressed into the cockpit of his giant glowed red as he thought violent and ungentlemanly thoughts, of raising a ruckus in the line of the Vish-new. Who were different from the Vishnu, he was told, as they weren't proper and behave like right heels according to his friends amongst the tribes, these Vish-New were varmints trying to sully their good name and the name of their mammies and pappies. And that was something Clayton could not abide.

"Clayton, your mind is wandering" Lieren's voice reverberated through the head of his killing machine "Focus. The targeting array will not properly function if you are not attentive and focused on what you're aiming at which in turn will"

"Make yer miss hiles go screwy" Clayton groaned, as he turned to see the big fellah crouched on his shoulder, and also saw the lovely Miss Fan "Suiting up" and standing on the chest of her metal giant, He also saw gramps who he named gramps cause his actual name was much too long and confusing to remember "I know, I know, I'll be as sharped eyed as a thundering bird when we drop Unc, you know I ain't a ten cent man"

The workers tending to his armor looked at him like he had gone screwy in the head, but he knew Lieren understood what he was meaning.

"It was only a reminder, you have a habit of overthinking and that could upset your subconscious mind and would certainly ruin the efficiency of your conscious mind" Lieren scolded, making Clayton go red round the cheeks as Miss Fan rolled her eyes and stepped into her own cockpit

"Got it, I'll just do what I did last time I drove this thing into Tussle, hoss" Clayton humbly answered "Just point me were to go a marching and I'll raise hell without a complaint"

"Good, just allow your fighting instincts to do most of the work, don't think about how you're piloting your armor or why you're fighting, at least to an unnecessary degree" Lieren said, tutoring Clayton though he had heard this advice before. Clayton nodded his head, and the head of his metal man. Lieren smiled and place a hand upon its cheek and rose to his full, impressive stature.

"We'll drop in thirty seconds, our mission is to secure the fortress and more importantly the ravine behind it, we are fortunate that Dai Niu has chosen to assault the exact same target" Lieren spoke as his lady friend chuckled
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>>5117052

"Fortunate you say, like you didn't contact him so he could open the way to our true objective" Kanzeon sighed "We may have only appropriated three memory cores for enemy officers, but the intel taken from them was enough to pinpoint the location of the foundry out from the dozen me and my sister found"

Oh yeah, big momma Kanzeon had a sister didn't she.

"Focus!" Lieren barked

"And it has also proven to us they didn't learn how to make those engines on their own" The meek lil thing chimed in "Judging from the memory of the last general, the inventors of the terrible machines were foreign and judging from their manner of dress were..."

"Don't worry about it Mari, I'm sure she's fine" Kanzeon cooed as Mari started to sound right torn up for some reason or another "I'll make certain she is, we will make certain, I mean"

"Oooh" Clayton whistled "What a twist in the yarn! Well hoss give the signal"

Lieren closed his eyes, and as the attendants to the walking suits of iron scurried away from them, the floor split open and Clayton found himself treading on clouds.

Taking a long, deep breath, the rattler expanded his mind and allowed the machine's buzzing to sink into his skull. Its eyes became his own, and with a rebel yell, he leapt forward, the thrusters on his back roaring hell fire as he soared towards the ground, leading the Charge for Ol'Gramps and Miss Fan as his target making a-ray picked out a baker's dozen potential threats. Pulling his snake patterned whip of interlocking plates of spark spitting steel from his thigh, Clayton knocked down the missiles, lil suns and deflect them bloody lay-zer things away from his pack. The rush of combat, the thrill of a brawl started to fill his mind as Miss Fan shot past him in an elegant dance, dodging the anti air that Clayton missed. The old fellah was next up, and shot to the ground and into the enemy ranks like a bolt of hateful thunder.

It was then Clayton spotted one of them floating fortresses that he had seen on the first battle of the war. Sensing an opportunity, Clayton ran across the sky, skipping with the assistance of the rockets tied to his derriere. And since Lieren wasn't making no Fuss, he had to figure his choice was a wise one. The air howled past his ears, as he split through the fog and mist like a temptus gale! NAH! Like a Flaying storm! He felt like he could walk right through the worst whether of New Varro, trade punches with the meanest of Shaggy spooks or red savages and knock a thundering bird to the ground and teach the mean ol bird a lesson in manners.

Miss Fan followed behind him, shooting her own hell fire at the giant ship in the sky as Clayton whipped down the fighters it spat out at them like some many Bumbling Deaths. It sliced through like a hot knife through butter, and Clayton found himself wondering when those metal monsters were gonna show up. He liked fighting those ones the most.
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>>5117054

"When one speaks of famine they call it" Lieren's voice broke through all the ruckus of shearing steel, explosions and howling winds "And considering out uncomfortable proximity to the what may well be the origin of those vile warmachines..."
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You looked past the Vimana flying fortress and its swarm of fighter crafter to the horizon as Clayton shouted "Yeee haaaw!" in reply to your warnings and performed a corkscrew maneuver as he rocketed through the air, spinning his massive, armor splitting whip around himself in a clever form of defense against the ever increasing shoals of Vishnu Anti air artillery and fighters. And as if the New Varro man had summoned the worse weapon the Vishnu hold, the bone chilling half mechanical and half demonic cry of one of the devil's caged in Iron split through the din of combat.

"Of course" You snarled, gripping the cheek of Cui Fu's metallic doppelganger as you held on and remained standing for all of Clayton's excessive aerial movements. Fan was performing admirably, favoring the chain teethed hook blades to the laser cannons hidden in the arms of her craft, which was the model made in the image of Liang and from what you could see of the ground, old man Tingfeng was devastating the enemy lines and dodging their retaliatory as if he were dancing beneath a rain of arrows. And stomping on several packs of screamers as he did so.

Turning your gaze towards the horizon, you spotted the source of the clarion cry.

A vulture like abomination, clearly made of two vimana fighters fused together at the seams, with a reptilian head spitting a rain of lead and fire. And it was flying down from the heavens hastily, to strafe Fan and Clayton as they assaulted the flying fortress.

Sighing, you narrowed you burning eyes.

And what did you do then, Lieren?

>Leap from Clayton's Mech, and land on the Daemon engine and try to kill it with your Blade of Love

>Command Clayton to break away from his charge and try to whip the abomination out of the sky

>"Kanzeon, if you could, fire your main cannon at these coordinates, adjusting position by a factor of nine" *Overkill the Daemon engine with Kanzeon's archeotech weaponry"

>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.

>Write in

Figured Clayton's perspective would be the most entertaining of the thirteens' to write
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>>5117057
>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies
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>>5117057
>>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.
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>>5117057
>>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.
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>>5117057
>"Kanzeon, if you could, fire your main cannon at these coordinates, adjusting position by a factor of nine" *Overkill the Daemon engine with Kanzeon's archeotech weaponry"
Nice update Malal.
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>>5117057
Thanks for the POV Malal, hope it didn't bother you. We just dig giant robots, y'know?
Also, Uncle Lieren? Kek. He's collecting sons and nephews like it's pokemon.

>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.
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cant wait until we find space texas
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>>5117057
>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.
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>>5117057
>Leap from Clayton's Mech, and land on the Daemon engine and try to kill it with your Blade of Love

Good good
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>>5117057
>Display our brand.

I love the men of new varro
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>>5117057
>>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.

>Leap from Clayton's Mech, and land on the Daemon engine, and try to kill it with your Blade of Love
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>>5117057
>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.
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>>5117057
>Leap from Clayton's Mech, and land on the Daemon engine and try to kill it with your Blade of Love
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>>5117057
>>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.

>Figured Clayton's perspective would be the most entertaining of the thirteens' to write
So fun that I'm rather torn between recruiting New Varro as a Auxillia world or as a muster world for our Legion.
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>>5117057
>Cui Fu's metallic doppelgange
>but piloted by a space Texan
>piloted by Clayton to be exact
>generations of pilots pass down this titan until it's the 40th millenia
>the Cui Fu titan now has an thick mustache, a 1000 gallon hat, and all pilots to ever meld with this giant war machine now speak with a southern twang
>the honor and chivalry is still there, but they all love grilling grox meat and holding cattle

>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.
Easily the most funny.
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>>5117057
>Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies.


I do hope such a good lad, Finds a wife that can put up with him.
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Calling the vote now.

Lift your helmet and show the Daemon in the machine your brand, then drop into the center of the Vishnu forces and trick the wicked spirit into massacring its own allies:11

"Kanzeon, if you could, fire your main cannon at these coordinates, adjusting position by a factor of nine" *Overkill the Daemon engine with Kanzeon's archeotech weaponry":1

Leap from Clayton's Mech, and land on the Daemon engine and try to kill it with your Blade of Love:3

Total votes:14

Lieren will show his brand, to draw the Wicked spirit's attention to it even though it can sense it already, and then leap from the mech and lead the beastial thing on a merry chase and trick it to kill its own allies

Writing now

>>5117071
Thank you

>>5117079
Oh it didn't. not at all. I legit just ran out of energy before I could write a part from one of the pilot's perspectives earlier, so just put the exploding head guy there to fill the gap it left.


>>5117225
You wanna recreate Shanghai noon but with space marines?
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You know well what the cursed brand upon your brow does. It is a bounty placed upon your head, a promise of glory, prestige and respect for any wicked spirit or living thrall of the discordant lords who pridefully name themselves gods. Its mere presence weakens the veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead, allowing the hellish winds of the empyrean to more easily slip into the plane of material space. It attracts devils, demons and befouled souls alike, challenging to claim your head and thus be rewarded beyond any other lapdog of chaos. A mark and sign of the five evil elder spirit's great contempt and boundless, childish rage that you rejected their poisoned gifts and corruptive temptations. And a sign of their supreme foolishness! You are Lieren the hunter, and you have slain all but one of the opponents you've met upon the roads of the otherworld, and one day you will avenge your defeat upon that black hided villain personally. But for all other spirits, you are confident few can overcome you and best you as easily as the vile Be'lakor was able to or that they would be even able to achieve victory without first being slain if they were able to at all. The devil in iron shrieking towards you like the product of an unnatural coupling between a hawk and a rocket will be no different, from a glance you can sense it is weaker than the spirits you have bested prior. Lesser even than the demon in the rusted blade, greater to only the scavenger beasts you slaughtered and chased away from the site of the battle against the Aeldari raiders.

It is a primitive, animalistic thing. Closer to a magical beast than a proper spirit, wicked or otherwise. However, it is still intelligent enough to recognize your brand, and the promises it embodies. The thing may be nothing more than a mindless predator, but even an animal can understand that a key will unlock its cage. All that must be done, is to jangle the chance of freedom before its eyes.

Motioning as if to life away your helmet, you melt it into the rest of your armor with a thought as Kanzeon starts angrily scolding you in your thoughts, attempting to keep you from performing the admittedly risky ploy you have in mind to keep the devil away from Clayton and Fan. Her anger is born of worry and concern for your wellbeing, but you are certain she will understand that taking such a risk was simply the most effective way of dealing not only with the daemonic engines, but the soldiers marching beneath its shadow!

"NO IT ISN'T!" She shrieks in your thought as you frown and bow your head, before spreading out your arms theatrically. The metallic hawk devil locks its blazing eyes with you, black smoke pouring from the sockets as its molten flesh glows hotter at the mere sight of you. Smirking, you drop from the shoulder of the weaponize statue of Cui Fu and plummet through the air, arms outstretched and golden eyes wide open.
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>>5118231


And as you anticipated, the hawk of hell dives to chase after you, opening its maw fanged with plates of steel and tusks of burning bone wide as the gatling guns shoved down its half metal have flesh throat rev and begin spinning to spew a rain of lead death. Beckoning to it with both hands, you twist and twirl your body as you fall through the sky and pierce through the fog. Pressing your legs together, you cross your arms and maintain eye contact with the lackwit spirit as your velocity builds and builds

"You're lucky your terminal velocity isn't the same as it is for a normal man" Kanzeon hisses "Could you stop making my heart ache with your fearless stunts for a single day, darling?"

You shrug your shoulders, and a moment later hit the ground and an unfortunate Vishnu Screamer feet first. A crater is formed around the site of your impact. The now pulverized vat born warrior beneath your feet's brethren lie scattered on the ground, having been thrown through the air from the rush of air that followed your landing. They quickly stand, or are else trampled by their own slavering doppelgangers or half machine slave drivers as they scramble over each other, each seeking to claim the prize you embodied. Grinning like a jackal, you heft the sword of love onto your shoulder and lower your shoulders, bringing your center of mass closer to the ground. Quickly adjusting your sturdy stance into a sprinter's posture, you barrel through the oncoming horde of glory blinded madmen, away from the rain of metal death falling just behind your heels as the devil hawk strafes that battle field.

Leaping into the air you avoid a salvor of rocket propelled grenades with wings of their owns and gnashing teeth that chase after you like a pack of mist jackals after fresh meat. They bury into Vishnu bodies, which soon erupt into showers of gore and blood as they detonate with unnatural gurgling shrieks.

Sprinting with an urgency you have not had in years, you lead the living war machine on a merry chase through the ranks of its own allies, though you doubt it will shed any tears for their deaths considering they are the ones who imprisoned it in iron straight jacket to begin with. With a jovial, cocksure smile, you charge through the enemy lines, who seem more focused on your approach and the opportunity killing you would bring than they do the screaming death quickly approaching behind you. And all the while, Kanzeon warns you of oncoming attacks and when precisely to dodge them by yelling in your skull, and despite what she said moments before, it would seem some of your excitement has began to rub off on her, as the adrenaline of watching you dance just beyond the grasp of death has clearly wormed its way into her mind and the circuits that contain it. She's so focused on keeping you safe that she doesn't even respond with your mental claim of her feeling a certain mortal thrill presently with sarcasm or scolding.

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>>5118233

"AFTER THE GIANT!" A man dressed in scarlet regalia roars, sat astride a boar like engine with the treads of tanks in place of its legs and twin flame spewing cannons in place of its tusks. His steed is also, a daemon engine of sorts, as you eyes burn just by looking in its direction.

A plan begins to form in the corner of your mine, as you lean back and avoid a spear thrusted by a drooling thrall soldier, before you pivot and twist around, catching yourself on your free hand as a harpoon fired by the flying caged wicked spirit nearly impales you through your throat.

Hopping back to your feet, you continue your sprint through the Vishnu army and begin to carry out your cunning scheme

And what is that plan, Lieren?

>Trick the two Daemon engines into attacking and killing each other

>Collaborate with Tingfeng via windwhispering, and distract the airborn devil so he may strike it down while it's distracted in its pursuit of your head. Then, using spirit's touch, redirect the other engine's flames into the face of its rider

>Using your personal supply of explosive, widen the path you've begun to clear through the Vishnu forces, allowing the imperial army to advance behind your trail of destruction.

>Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress

>write in
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>>5118235
>>Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress

A masterful plan
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>>5118235
>Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress
Fuck yeah, riding on flying swords is xianxia 101.
>Using your personal supply of explosive, widen the path you've begun to clear through the Vishnu forces, allowing the imperial army to advance behind your trail of destruction.
While we're at it.
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>>5118235
>Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress
>Using your personal supply of explosive, widen the path you've begun to clear through the Vishnu forces, allowing the imperial army to advance behind your trail of destruction.
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>>5118235
>Ride the sword with spirit touch
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>>5118235
>>Trick the two Daemon engines into attacking and killing each other
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>>5118235
>Collaborate with Tingfeng via windwhispering, and distract the airborn devil so he may strike it down while it's distracted in its pursuit of your head. Then, using spirit's touch, redirect the other engine's flames into the face of its rider
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>>5118202
>You wanna recreate Shanghai noon but with space marines?
I can't say I'm opposed to that idea, no. I've also entertained the thought of asking worlds we bring into compliance for volunteers to join our legion as a show of unity and good faith as well.
>>5118235
>>Collaborate with Tingfeng via windwhispering, and distract the airborn devil so he may strike it down while it's distracted in its pursuit of your head. Then, using spirit's touch, redirect the other engine's flames into the face of its rider
>>Using your personal supply of explosive, widen the path you've begun to clear through the Vishnu forces, allowing the imperial army to advance behind your trail of destruction.
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>>5118235
>Trick the two Daemon engines into attacking and killing each other
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Honestly all of Lieren's antics makes me think that if New Varro humans are ever recruited as space marines they'd end up playing dumb to trick opponents and for fun. Vishnu stock would get along with White Scars even if the Vishnu are trying to get away from being just fighters.
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>>5118644
I do wish he'd stop calling everything he does the most efficient way, when obviously, some of it is just for the increased damage that can be wreaked upon the foe and the fun he will have doing it
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>>5118719
He kind of can't. Lieren is prone to hypocrisy and contrarianism though most don't really recognize that and he uses the logical side of him to control and direct his more emotional parts.
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>>5118235
>>Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress
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>>5118746

Just like dear old Dad. We truly are the most like him out of all our brothers. I cant wait to see what our brothers think of us once they are found.
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>>5118746
I think it's that his logical side created his emotional one, since the Emperor had ripped that part out of him during creation, so that's why all his emotional decisions are explained as though they are logical in his head.
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>>5118235
>Using your personal supply of explosive, widen the path you've begun to clear through the Vishnu forces, allowing the imperial army to advance behind your trail of destruction.

>Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress
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>>5118746
>Lieren is prone to hypocrisy and contrarianism
Fits with his upbringing desu. Chinese philosophers were pretty up their own asses sometimes.
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>>5119848
Also fits with Fulgrim's recollection of the canon 2nd being a hypocrite. MAYBE NOTHING HAS CHANGED AT ALL?!
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>>5119848
>>5119914
It's fair to also note he tries to be consistent, probably because of his truth-seeing eyes.
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When are going to give our dad a grandkid? The man's only got so many years left in him.
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>>5119992
When the war is over.

Putting the monks souls in a catalyst and instilling that into Kim's former body
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>>5119995
While we should totally do that, Pops expects a gigantic bouncing baby boy.
We should see about having our hypothetical Ship-Man-Monk-Son construct a flesh and blood avatar like Kanzeon.
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>>5119995
Don't you think that's a little. . . Weird? Like using your sisters-in-law's dead corpse and shoving elderly monks in to make a child?
Call me a coomer, but- No. No, you're right. I can't imagine any primarch other than Leman or Fulgrim having sex with anyone. Lieren would bring a new person into existence and adopt them.
Can we just give them a meat puppet so our dad can baby them?
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>>5119992
Lieren already has like 300 kids though not counting his marines
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>>5119999
Nice quads.
And there really isnt any viable way for us to produce a flesh and blood heir properly, while fitting with out usual one.

>>5120000
Fucking even more amazing quads.
It is completely weird, beyond any ability for us to feel comfortable with as normal people. But it is the best we got.

And if they are reincarnated, since their minds and memories are mostly gone by now due to our battle with hui ling, so it should be a NEW being rather than a bunch of old guys in a new body.

Baby body would be nice and all, but I dont think Weynan would be too surprised at a strange baby.
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>>5120003
Nephews and nieces. We are uncle Lieren who adopted them, not our kids.
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>>5120005
I'd suggest we produce a child from our and Kanzeon's genes, but we already know Lieren's stance on cloning. Which is a shame.
I wonder if the AI will have a period of learning like children do, or be immediately intelligent.
Either way, if Kanzeon and this hypothetical child are ever retrofitted to become our flagships then I cannot imagine how heavily protected the would be.
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>>5120013
It isnt really. . Cloning? So much as gene engineering. But yeah, we know Lieren doesnt like things born of an artificial womb, like himself.
But if there is no other way, he would probably go for it.
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>>5120015
I just wonder what Kanzeon's stance on having a child is- because Lieren- and by extension us, are doing this for pops.
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>>5120013
>but we already know Lieren's stance on cloning.
He wouldn't consider that cloning.
>But yeah, we know Lieren doesnt like things born of an artificial womb, like himself.
He seems to like his brothers.
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>>5120036
>He seems to like his brothers.
I think there's a difference between loving your brothers, who were created in a lab, and creating another life in a lab. Lieren would love a child even if it came from lab, but be against creating life in a lab. Does that make sense?
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>>5119995
I read it as monkey's soul at first and thought as a mass sacrifice of jokaero's.
>>5120000
They will probably get an avatar like Kanzeon does.
If we could build one of these ships from scratch it would be good, but we don't have all the tech and resources, and the recyclable parts are right there.
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>>5120017
Got to remeber that the Dai Monks seem to be decendents from Kanzeon's crew that left instead of mutating in the cave, so they are kind of her children already, and it's also giving these souls a new chance, since after the betrayal daemons chewed them up and they can't reincarnate again.
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>>5120015
I consider it more crafting/creating a child. I am not sure if we can define what it would be. Yes human, but it s a new combination. Because if both genetic material of Lieren and machinery and other technologies of Kanzeon are used, it would be something different. Not to mention that they will also give it a likely powerful soul, and it likely will have in some form the qualities of both of their souls (Lieren soul has also being empowered further by two benevolent gods [Isha when she aided him in creating that powerful Mien, and Arianka], as well being marked as a bounty for chaos. It s body has also absordbed the eyes that Malal gifted him as a child).

>>5120017
Supportive maybe ? I don't think though it would be enough for Lieren or Kanzeont to make it. Don't get me wrong, Wenyan is important in their lifes, but any children would be important for all. As in everyone around the entire galaxy and warp. I don't think is a simple matter for them honestly, even if they laugh about it.
If Lieren and Kanzeon decide to create one or more, it would be even with plans for the future in mind. Both of them know that chaos want nothing else but to kill them, if they perish the children/s could continue their work.
This might sound stupid at first, but when the imperium needed the most leaders, primarchs and emperor where already all done for. A figure that can aid the imperium in that time would be incredibly beneficial if it s able to live long enough.


Now if it's "just" using the process for create a soul and put it inside the cores of the vacant ships, then neither Kanzeon or Lieren needs to give pieces of themselves i think. And that is something they would do, while an actual child with their materials is an unknown.
If we combine it with the process of souls reincarnation Guozhi knows we would simply need to place them inside each core and aid them at the start. I would consider them adoptive childrens at that point, more than made from us. Which is fine.
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>>5120049
Lieren will adopt every single child that throws themselves at him, but actually making his own? Fear.
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>>5120036
He had a small crisis of identity and faith when he learned he was from a lab, before he fond that the emperor loved him actually.

He loves his brothers but still
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>>5120050
Understandable fear desu, even if it's unlikely that his direct childs would fall to chaos, chaos would do anything for kill them. The spite they have for Lieren and the Journey is enough for move galaxies, killing the direct flesh and blood of the Gentle Giant would be too sweet to pass up for them.
At the same time though, his heirs would likely make Lieren proud. Beside even if hunted down they would have legions of journeymen with them.
Thinking about it since the journey is basically universal, it's message can reach all. Just with this it can spread to any sentient being, Lorgan religion can spread to just humans/ab humans instead. A necron lord could hear of the journey, find it, have one of his servants begin traduction (and if is an eldar copy they just need to find the right eldar dialect), then read it and he could decide to adopt it. And become a journeyman. This alone, even if unlikely, already helps more humanity than lorgar religion since it gives more diplomatic options. Because journeymen can have a basic level of trust with eachother, thanks to the shared book lessons/values, and from there they can start solid relations and connections.
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>>5120061
The Journey's true strength is that it's a not truly a religion, but a philosophy. It still spreads and acts like a religion, but due to it's teachings it can be incorporated into established religions. I'm not certain if two journeymen of different species would immediately try diplomacy, but I do agree that knowing that you both at least share common virtues and ideals is a sort of a foot in the door for diplomacy.
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>>5119999
Should be a daughter, we have sons for days. Dae-Hyun and the boys being protective of a massive ship more powerful than nearly anything the Imperium can field would be funny.
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>>5120237
Oh shit, right. Our Legion is still unaware of Lieren having a wife.
Would they call Kanzeon mom?
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>>5120246
I think she'd like that. But I don't think grizzled, jaded veterans of the Unification Wars and Solar Reclamation, two of the most brutal campaigns the early Imperium ever faced, could bring themselves to do so without blushing.
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>>5120237
I'm glad that be both agree that it should be a daughter. We can make jokes about her having been a bunch of old men.
>>5120246
I think that the gene-sons that we'll meet will refrain from calling Kanzeon's mother- at least openly. But I definitely can see new recruits seeking Kanzeon for support.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Start riding the Sword of Love, using spirit's touch to hold it aloft, and lead the two daemonic engines into breaking the walls of the vishnu held fortress:6

Using your personal supply of explosive, widen the path you've begun to clear through the Vishnu forces, allowing the imperial army to advance behind your trail of destruction.:4

Trick the two Daemon engines into attacking and killing each other:2

Collaborate with Tingfeng via windwhispering, and distract the airborn devil so he may strike it down while it's distracted in its pursuit of your head. Then, using spirit's touch, redirect the other engine's flames into the face of its rider:2

Total votes:10

So Lieren will ride the sword of love through the air and lead the Daemonic engines into wrecking the enemy's fortress, while clearing a path for the imperial army's advance by dropping explosives on the Vishnu as he goes.

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You begin by tossing your reforged blade forward, grabbing hold of it with the spirit's touch and then sprint as fast as your mighty legs can carry you. A wave of destruction follows just behind you heels, cracking and breaking open the earth to fill it with pools of liquid metal and fluids that can only be manufactured in the gullets of devils: the fumes of which are so potently vile towards and anathema to life that any Vishnu who is unfortunate enough to be washed over mutates and twist into disgustingly monstrous forms and those foolish enough to breath in the humid putrescence of the warp degenerate into magical beasts, a fate which even cybernetic augmented lungs and rebreathers can save them from. Thankfully when the bile of hell cools, which it does rapidly, it loses its transformative effect but while it is still boiling, the stench of it alone can make flesh slough off a man's hide like melted wax.

Brass streams of death flow into every foot print you leave, until in a lull of the hawk devil's fire and a delay of the boar devil's flames allow you to leap from the battlefield and take to the skies astride the flying sword of love. Holding one arm out to achieve and maintain your balance upon the flat of the blade, you use the other to fling handfuls of explosive charges into the ranks of the horde that seethes beneath you, piling atop one another to try and tear you from the skies. The Boar rider leads his demonically mechanical steed through the bodies of his men, his hellish mount burning any who are not crushed to ash and charred bone while the wicked spirit imprisoned in the hawk chassis cuts downs scores more of the Vishnu army in a hail of bullets and burning bronze hued bile. Compared to the careless assault of the chained devils, your one man bombing one barely makes a dent in the Vishnu Line, but combined, the explosive and collateral damage sown by the iron locked spirits is enough to crack the Vishnu Vanguard and open a road through the sea of warriors twisted by inhuman augmentations or the dark blessings of their self proclaimed deity. The Blackened steel corrupted by the blood of spirits is torn to ribbons as easily as the unnaturally red hued flesh of the cloned hordes. Cybernetically enhanced elites and bloodthirsty champions of evil spirits die as ignominiously as the chemically lobotomized chaff, magical beasts and warborn thralls they command and lead in pursuit of their own pointlessly cruel, genocidal ambitions.

Soaring through the white mists of Shangrala and the black smoke of the war despoiling her, you lead both of the Daemonic engines towards the fortress, the rider of the second screaming for your skull and blood as his tread footed steed crushes masses of his own men beneath its weight and chews through those foolhardy enough to try and fight back against its charge.
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>>5120550

The hawk mimics your aerial movements almost flawlessly, twisting and looping when you do, having completely locked onto your sent. Pursued like a hare, you dodge the wrath of both the imprisoned devils with ease, flitting and dancing through the air with the same grace as a sparrow as they fail to land a single hit on you. Bullets, warp flame and plasma fire fills the air around you, as you weave through the hail of destruction called down by the beasts. The Boar rider laughs, believing you cornered against the wall of his fortress, never realizing his bellowed commands to "Burn! Burn!" and wild plasma fire are tearing that wall down and reducing it to rubble. The hawk's relentless spray of warp energy, gnashing toothed missiles and molten bullets break the already damaged wall apart.

But the final blow comes when you duck and fly through the smallest hole you can fit through in the wall. And like the simpletons he is, the Boar rider follows you, ripping down half of the wall as his death machine rolls over it spewing flames and grunting. A moment later, the Hawk follows, landing on the other half and clinging to it like a bat as it vomits another stream of lead death. It is only when you stab your sword through the highest tower, turn around on your heels, cross your arms and look smugly down at the Boar rider, that he's realized what he has done.

His ruddy face pales as he glances back over the devastation the three of you wrought, and the mangled piles of black iron and concrete that is all that remains of the fortress he had held. And he sees his army which has now been split in two. And grins as the hawk takes to the air once more and shoots towards you, shrieking hatefully as it splits the fog with a volley of burning lances shot from the jagged feathers of its four wings and Missile's with teeth and wings.

You lift your chin and smirk as the Vishnu General howls with laughter. The flying fortress is aflame and descending to earth. Which means in approximately two and a half seconds.

"Woooohoooo!" A thundering cry heralds Clayton's fall, as Fan turns instead to cover the partial retreat of the eastern flank of the imperial army

A gigantic, star metal whip wraps around the neck of the hawk devil, as the statue of Cui Fu lands upon its back. Its neck is torn, and it begins to bleed molten iron as it shrieks in confusion as several tons of New Varro fury fall on its spine.

"I Tingfeng! Challenge you blackguard! Let this be your final duel" Tingfeng road over the speakers of his own vessel, as he charged forward to duel the Boar rider, who answered only with maddened laughter.

You close your eyes and breath in the smoke tinted air. With Kanzeon presence combined with the Dai armies copious Iron turtles, and the destruction of the heaviest weaponry this army fielded, the battle is all but won even though many more will be slain this day by the Vishnu who remain. And the road to the Devil machine's forge is opened
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>>5120554

What do you do, Lieren?

>Destroy the fortress completely, with your remaining explosives and a well place shot from Kanzeon

>Ambush the Boar rider before he is inevitably slain by the calmer minded Tingfeng, and steal his memories

>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.

>Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on. And assist Dai Niu in counting the casualties his forces have sustained

>Write in
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>>5120555
>>Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on. And assist Dai Niu in counting the casualties his forces have sustained
Useful for trapping kanzeons fallen sister.

>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.
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>>5120579
Support
Stuffing Hui Ling into a cage and tossing the cage into a star wouldnt be a bad idea.
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>>5120579
Supporting
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>>5120579
support lets reduce the casualties and add a card up our sleeve
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>>5120555
>Destroy the fortress completely, with your remaining explosives and a well place shot from Kanzeon
>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.
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>>5120579
Support good idea
The fortress can be detonated at the end of the battle
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>>5120555
>Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on.
>Destroy the fortress completely, with your remaining explosives and a well place shot from Kanzeon
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>>5120555
>>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.
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>>5120555
>>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.
>>Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on. And assist Dai Niu in counting the casualties his forces have sustained
>>5120586
Nah, we have to lock her up for our experiments on inducing nadir in a daemon and bringing them back to mortalhood.
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>>5120555
>Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on. And assist Dai Niu in counting the casualties his forces have sustained
Daemon experimentation here we come.
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Demons of Lieren here we come.
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>>5121133
More likely we're going to be doing what Magnus is doing.
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>>5121150
Cringe. If we can't make it possible for people to become daemon princes of the Journey who fight against the forces of Chaos then what's the point?
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>>5121210
Lieren isn't going to become a god for a long time.
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>>5121220
Which is good, because my sights aren't set on that.
My sights are set on finding a way to become a permanent and persistent threat to Chaos and more immediately, a way to survive the Horus Hersey. The 2nd and 11th Legion are suppose to die- eradicated and erased from history. There must be a backup plan for an eventual return in the case we are felled. The only options that come to mind are preserving Lieren's mind in Kazeon so he can cloned again, ascending to a state similar to that of daemon princehood via the Journey, or just becoming a ship.
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>>5120555
>>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.
>>Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on. And assist Dai Niu in counting the casualties his forces have sustained
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>>5121233
Hm, could Kazeon clone us though? I don't think cloning us, or any Primarch for that matter, would be that simple of a task.
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>>5121334
If she has a genetic sample then I presume it would be possible to eventually make a proper substitute.
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>>5121337
I thought cloning primarchs was next to impossible due to the special warp juice they're made of.
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>>5121366
Well kinda. 40k isn't very consistent.
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>>5121366
I'm sure that she'd be able to figure it out given enough time. Some info from the Emperor might be able to expedite that process.
While the information regarding the creation of the Primarchs has been virtually erased from Imperial records, that kind of info is definitely something Big E remembers to the letter.
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>>5121366
Pretty sure that's their soul, which is the issue. While the body of the Primarchs are masterpieces, I think Fabius managed to clone those?
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>>5121382
If I remember correctly, he did manage to make several dozen clones of Ferrus Manus for Fulgrim's personal use.
Granted, those clones didn't have Ferrus' Iron Hands, they DID have his memories.
Whether or not they had identical souls to the original is another thing entirely.
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>>5121388
>>5121382
Reminder that Fabius was taught biotech wizardry by a Haemunculus
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>>5121382
Yeah, Fabius has made multiple perfect clones of all 20 primarchs. One of his Fulgrims is running loose in current lore.
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>>5121602
>All 20
What.
> One of his Fulgrims is running loose in current lore.
There's a clone of Fulgrim running free? I thought Trazyn got the only one remaining in his collection.
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>>5121613
>What.
I learned a while ago to just grit my teeth and bear it when it comes to BL's lore decisions. The least they could do is check the state of the lore before adding onto it. But they don't, which is why the Salamanders have two pre-Vulkan names.
>I thought Trazyn got the only one remaining in his collection.
IIRC Trazyn let him out during the Fall of Cadia and promptly lost track of him.
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>>5121619
>>5121602
Let's just pretend that the cloning shit is never happening in quest.
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>>5121646
Perfectly fine by me. Lieren's personal stakes, already rather low by virtue of being a primarch, get even lower if he can just shunt his consciousness into a cloned body in the unlikely event of his death. Hard pass.
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>>5120579
>support
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>>5120579
+1
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>>5120579
+1
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Updates going to be a bit longer. Hopefully I'll have time to sit down and write today, but things have been a bit hectic
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>>5122284
That's fine Malal, hopefully things go well for you.
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>>5120579
support
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>>5121654
It also feels lik it goes against the character a little bit. I think Lieren would forgo attempting to avoid death, instead choosing to live well and prepare the world for after his departure rather than try and sustain himself.
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>>5122788
True. On top of that, he doesn't much like clones flat-out. IIRC when Kanzeon was talking about the gestation halls her and her sisters all had, he felt some shiver of instinctive disgust. Presumably Big E's handiwork.
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>>5122788
I will clarify and say that it's not about obtaining power, but setting up a method to survive the Horus Heresey and return to the Dark Millenium like Roboute Gilleman did.
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>>5120555
>Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.
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Calling the vote now. sorry for the wait

Study the cages of the wicked spirits more closely, before moving on. And assist Dai Niu in counting the casualties his forces have sustained:13

Contact Dai Niu over the radio and win the battle quicker by telling the general where to aim his tanks to deal the most damage and prevent as many imperial soldiers as possible from dying to the blades of the surviving Vishnu.:14

Destroy the fortress completely, with your remaining explosives and a well place shot from Kanzeon:2

Total votes: 16

So You'll prevent further bloodshed by using your vantage point to advice Dai Niu direct the Dai tanks where they'll deal the most damage

And then study the cages of the wicked spiirts and count the dead before moving on

Writing now
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But while the outcome of the battle may have already been decided, that does not mean it is over yet. Many more will die, yes, but that does not mean you cannot act to reduce casualties and lessen the amount of bloodshed. Looking past the battle between caged devils and titanically armored warriors, you spot Dai Niu's banner flying humbly at the front of his army. The mists and fog have been banished by the Vishnu's ancient weaponry and the thunderous arrival of Tingfeng, Clayton and Fan's statuesque crafts. Lines of Dai Iron turtles, heavily armored and bearing devastating weaponry rumble through the Vishnu lines, as riflemen and Dai stalwarts march in the gaps between each tank. Your piercing eyes immediately find locations where the tanks devastating weaponry would be better turned against. The remaining elites of the Vishnu army, hidden beneath the tides of crimson flesh and howling madmen who have been entirely stripped of their minds and free will.

Activating your personal radio with a flick of your thumb, you connect it to the channel you know to be Lord Dai's. Recognizing the numerical signature of your call immediately, Dai Niu answers with a shout.

"Lieren! Your assistance has turned the tide of battle! I am thankful you chose to lend your aid and accompany us to this warfront! Without your wisdom and heavenly machines, many more men would have certainly met their end this day!" Dai Niu praises, respectfully giving his thanks "But that battle is not yet won"

"If you could convince your suicidal soldiers to retreat, Mr Dai, I could rectify that minor issue" Kanzeon chimes in "Though there overkilling an already routed army would be rather unnecessary I think"

"And would despoil this already scarred land" Dai Niu chuckles nervously, not realizing that Kanzeon's offer was made in jest

"Well if that wasn't an issue, we wouldn't need to fight this war, but my beloved scholar of course can offer an alternative to scorching Shangrala's soil" Kanzeon laughs, clearly amused by Lord Dai's unease "Can't you Lieren?"

"I didn't contact the general to be praised my love" You play along "I weep for the dead, but my gilded eyes can see the paths that will keep many more from joining the legions of ghosts that will haunt us forevermore"

"A tragedy lessened, though it will not resurrect the deceased it will lower the casualties sustained by your forces" Kanzeon says "Not that you need to be informed of that, it should be obvious after all"

"Every Dai man lost in this war is another stain of dishonor upon my legacy, and every man whose life is spent pointlessly is a more egregious offense" Dai Niu states solemnly "Command me, my lord, and I shall carry out your will. Your wisdom is peerless, and I know you would not misguide me"

A twinge of guilt. You bow your head in silent regret for you past commands, but quickly recompose yourself.
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>>5123197

Looking down at the battlefield, the steel doppelganger of Cui fu stomps on the neck of a shrieking devil caged in iron and Tingfeng's mechanized avatar of Yin Lei caught the daemonic boar machine by its flame spewing tusks and unleashed a barrage of dark light lances upon it and its certainly now deceased rider. Fan held the line, and saved hundreds of lives, even though her suit sustained damage to both its legs and right arm. Looking past the three titans, you recorded the coordinates and positions of the elements of the Vishnu army that would hasten their defeat and mechanically relayed them to Dai Niu, speaking them clearly and just slow enough for him to memorize them himself and relay them in turn to the commanders of the Iron turtle Divisions.

It was a glorious sight, watching the tanks carry out their duties and splinter the already uncontrolled army with volleys of las, plasma and darklance fire.
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"Once I would've have thought it madness, to consider the death of near two thousand men to be a minor loss" Dai Niu ruefully muttered, as Dai Gang poured him a shot of Dragon Spit, which he poured down his throat quickly to not suffer its taste "Fourteen hundred losses"

"Scarcely a tenth of our forces. The horrors of this war will not be believed by the next generation" Dai Gang mourned "Thousands die daily, and we celebrate that tens of thousands did not. Will all wars be this terrible, in the ages to come, Lieren"

You folded your hands together, wearing a bitterly sorrowful expression as you looked towards the stacked bodies of the dead, those that were able to be recovered. Many more could only be counted amongst the losses by their absence, having been reduced to red dust, piles of the base elements of their bodies deconstructed by the same technology Kanzeon used to analyze Aeldari technology, or simply fused so closely with the soil they could not be separated from it.

"This is a shadow of the wars our ancestors fought" You answer, reflecting internally that the war your father wages is among those conflicts more terrible "The Imperial army is vast, and while these losses are a small portion of its number, Long-Jia still reels and mourns with every life lost within this pointless conflict"

Dai Niu's eyes grew misty and he looked away to hide the tears he shed.

"The Dai people did not lose a thousand men in the war of liberation" He wept "and now I find myself relieved to only lose over twice that number. So many fathers, sons, daughters and mothers lost. And it is considered a scratch rather than a fatal blow. How horrific the ages long past must've been"

Kanzeon looks distantly on, knowing exactly how terrible the wars of old humanity had become

"Aye" Dai gang says, nodding once as he raises a toast with the bottle of dragon's spit he had uncorked at his father's demand "But instead of mourning the dead when there are battles still to be won, let us celebrate that the main Dai army remains at fighting strength"
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>>5123199

"And will soon swell larger" Dai Niu darkly notes "Tomorrow will we see ten thousand lives lost as a bleeding nose?"

"I desperately hope not" You quietly reply "for that is what Nitya Sinha desires above all else, slaughter beyond imagining"

"Then let us be thankfully he does not command the future" Dai Niu snorts "I will die before I lead my men to such a slaughter, and I trust you will hang the tyrant before the war worsens so greatly"

You nod, and turn to leave Dai Niu to his mourning.

"And one day" You sigh when you are in Kanzeon's company alone "should this war be won, I will command a force unimaginable by the men of Shangrala, and command countless men to die in the pursuit of prosperity for all of humanity"

"that is what your father wishes" Kanzeon mutters with quiet anger "My drones have secured and quarantined the wrecks of that contained the essence and intelligence of the empyrean parasites, ready for your study, my love"

"Thank you. Perhaps they hide a secret that will allow this war's end to be hastened" You say hopefully. Kanzeon nods, and hides her hands away in the sleeves of her dress

"Or tell us who taught my traitorous bitch of a sister how to make them!" She snarls as she leads you to the location of the iron devil's remains.
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"I recognize this script" Kanzeon dully notes, hiding the crushing concern and worry she feels upon that recognition "It's a descendant of the writing of Anahita's internal language, I won't translate it because it might lead you to destroying the specimen in a fit of rage, but there are reference to a "father of darkness" which I only mention because it seems like.."

Kanzeon winces, struggling to keep reign over her emotions

"A vital detail" She hisses, hands shaking. So you wrap you own around them and grip them tightly

"A father, not a mother. I am certain Anahita has remained loyal to your austere purpose, Beloved Kanzeon, and if she is threatened, I shall ride to her defense the moment" You begin

"The moment Avalokiteśvara is dealt with" She snaps, anger directed not towards you but towards whoever has performed the diabolic rites upon the spirit's cages "And I will be at your side, of course, when we take her from whoever would dare leave her to the darkness"

You nod.

"And we may know soon enough the identity of the villain who has performed such a vile act, for the source of these demonic machines lies within our reach" You coo, trying to comfort you fiancé as best as you could

"So lets crush it already" She snorts
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>>5123201

What do you do Lieren?

>Infiltrate the production site of the Daemonic engines, alongside the most elite of your elite regiment, as you did when you snuck into the Tao's citadel years before

>March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it

>Deciding their is no time to waste, Assault the fortress with Kanzeon alone. her fire power should be sufficient, and if it is not, she has the facilities to produce automated war machines

>Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.

>Writing
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>>5123203
>Study script further
>March on the black tower and Crush it

They will anticipate a stealth attack
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>>5123203
>Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.
>Use illusions to trick them into killing each other before attacking
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>>5123203
>Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.
>Deciding their is no time to waste, Assault the fortress with Kanzeon alone. her fire power should be sufficient, and if it is not, she has the facilities to produce automated war machines
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>>5123203
>Study script further
Maybe we can figure out something.
>March on the black tower and Crush it
This monument has lasted for far too long. It's time to deal with it once and for all.
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>>5123203
>>March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it
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>>5123203
>March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it
And when we're done with that
>Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.
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>>5123203
>>March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it
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>>5123203
>March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it

We can study later in a more secure place preferably
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>>5123203
>>Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.
At least we know this isn't Enuncia. We'd be fucked if it was and I doubt Anahita has much to do with a prehistorical weaponized language.
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The father in darkness has to be Be'lakor. Since I think that people speculated that Anahita was a british equilivant civ colony ship.

Also with the reveal of what happened to Kuan Im's clue the question of where the people that founded the nation of Yan comes from still remains unaswered.

Btw, does anyone remember that name of that one nasty flame weapon that a magos destroyed cause it seemed aware and malicious as fuck?
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>>5123465
>Since I think that people speculated that Anahita was a british equilivant civ colony ship.
Anahita is Persian/Iranian. Albina was the one people (me) thought was British, but someone found a Etruscan goddess with the same name, so she's Italian.
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>>5123203

>Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.

>March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it
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>>5123203
>>Infiltrate the production site of the Daemonic engines, alongside the most elite of your elite regiment, as you did when you snuck into the Tao's citadel years before
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So if I have to live this image in my mind, then all of you do too.
I imagine Kazeon to look like Nuwa from Shin Megami Tensei V.
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>>5123712
I always imagined her as a black haired fire keeper because of that one picture Malal gave.
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>>5123716
Which picture?
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>>5123712
Nuwa in Emperor: Rise of the Middle Kingom > Nuwa in Age of Mythology > Nuwa in SMT V
That is all
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>>5123724
I can't find a picture of her in Emperor, but the reason I like her in that game is just because of nostalgia anyway.
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>>5123724
You can't just drive by and say that without explaining. I'm going to check 'em out and see if you're based or not.
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>>5123724
I checked out the sources, looks wise I still think that Nuwa from SMTV is the hottest, but if it's personality wise then I can't say anything.
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>>5123738
It was mainly nostalgia, I ranked from oldest game to newest.
Also how baller their clothes are, having a scaled dress to represent dragon goddess is a great idea and I don't know why only Emperor did it.
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>>5123745
Fair, I hope that we can commission some art for Kanzeon. Who was the artist for the Lieren picture?
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>>5123764
I've found the artist of the Lieren picture- dangerously tempted to commission one for Kazeon.
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>>5123719
This one
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Hey, Malal, got any description of the waifu?
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>>5124076
>She is dressed in a long flowing robe, compiled of phrases such as "Nurture" "Protect" "Guard" and "Preserve" along side phrases from your own journey. The immaterial robes, are quite simple, being a simple sash of cloth bound by weavings of lotus blossom growing from the "fabric". The body they cover, could easily be mistaken for a god descended to the material. Beautiful, and flawless, but still composed of naught but color steam and light. The hair of Kanzeon's ethereal form, flows down her back and fades into her robes and the mist below her feet, untamed and untied. There is not a single bun held in place by a pin, nor a singular braid or lock of hair looped over and tied to another within the flowing mane of her "hair". Her eyes glow green, like your own eyes burn golden. The colors of the mist that she has used to construct this representative of herself, slowly shifts its color until it appears to almost perfectly mimic flesh.

From thread 4. There are probably some more recent descriptions of her physical body, but this is what I could find after a minute of looking.
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>>5124101
Me, as a smooth-brain, am taking way too long to picture this.
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>>5123203
>Study the script
>March on the tower and crush it.
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So what kind of innovations will we bring to our mechs?
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>>5125246
hopefully some ER medium lasers, and extra heatsinks, maybe a gauss rifle, C.A.S.E for the ammo if we have the weight
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>>5125309
an XLF engine would save on weight letting us get C.A.S.E but double heatsinks is were we'd really save. Maybe enough for another gauss rifle or an ERPPC
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>>5125246
Cup holders.
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Update will probably come tomorrow. Don't know why but I've been in a slow burn panic for all day and know I can't write in that kind of headspace. Hoping it will pass, but warning you lads nonetheless in case it doesn't abate
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>>5125362
No worries Mal, take your time.
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>>5125362
No problem Malal, hope you feel better soon
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>>5125362
np
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait. No idea what was wrong with me yesterday, but I'm in just enough working order to write now

Study the script further, asking Kanzeon to reveal its meaning, and theorize on the culture that wrote it by the prose and structure of their writing.:8

March on the black tower, regathering the entirety of your regiment, including the mechs and Kanzeon (and Mari if you can convince her to) and "Crush" it:8

Use illusions to trick them into killing each other before attacking: 1

Deciding their is no time to waste, Assault the fortress with Kanzeon alone. her fire power should be sufficient, and if it is not, she has the facilities to produce automated war machines:1

Infiltrate the production site of the Daemonic engines, alongside the most elite of your elite regiment, as you did when you snuck into the Tao's citadel years before:1


Total votes: 12

So Lieren will study the script and then march on the blacktower with the entirety of his elite regiment, and Mari if he can convince her to take up arms

Writing now
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"As you desire, all that will remain of that dark forge will be the black dust and soot clinging to my armor after I cast it down to the earth" You proclaim, holding Kanzeon close to your chest and look deeply into her vicious eyes. Her smile can only be described as predatory, the fury she feels revealing itself in the cold glint of her emerald eyes. Like a beautiful and dangerous storm upon the horizon. You can almost taste lighting upon her breath.

Gathering the entirety of your regiment is as easy as broadcasting the encoded recall signal and wind whispering to its elements that do not use radios for communications, the Aeldari beneath Carys and the psykers of the wanderers in the fog primarily. And then all that remains is to wait for the scattered force to reconvene on your location, a period that is greatly shortened by the network of transport ships whose pilots were all to ready and willing to accept your orders of gathering your men and bringing them to you. Technology is truly a marvelous thing, that it can expedite processes that would once takes days, weeks or even months to accomplish. And it is even more marvelous when you played a part in the creation of it, like seeing your art framed in a famed gallery or seeing your world view become the dominant philosophy of the nation, debated by scholars and high intellects alike as it brings together peoples who were once ardent foes or outright enemies of one another.

But even with the gift of technology, in this case taking the form of transport ships fusing the machinery of ancient mankind with the arcane devices of the Aeldari people, your men cannot be gathered immediately. Kanzeon tells you there are devices that can make it so, but also warns that they can be as dangerous as they are useful if not properly coded and calibrated and when you hear the exact mechanics behind this "teleportation" you cannot help but to agree with her rather blunt assessment. But this discussion ignites your curiosity, and so while you remain in the company of the Dai army, you begin to tirelessly ask your fiancé questions. First concerning technology, discussing what you knew and then what you did not. But that line of conversation did not last long, as your time spent with Kanzeon had taught you of most of what you would have otherwise asked of her and your repeated work had made you fairly well informed of the function of all but the most arcane of the old technology.

So your late night discussion beneath the light of the moon and the blinding fog lights surrounding the Dai camp like a perimeter of stars, your lover's talk turned to other topics. Which lasted just as long as the first, as two geniuses discussing fields of academy and philosophy quickly find themselves running out of topics that can hold both their interests. So for a time you instead talk of plans, hopes, dreams and exchange poems or kind hearted jests as lovers do.
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>>5127371

But eventually, as dawn approaches, your curiosity returns as the impending march of war weighs heavily enough on your mind to call it forth.

"Kanzeon, you refused to explain the meaning of the script on the spirit containing chassis, as you believed it'd summon my blackest rage. May I ask that you tell me now the meaning of that magical writing?" You ask. Kanzeon grimaces, furrowing her brow and clenching her jaw.

"I suppose I could, but don't blame me if it ruins your good mood" She says, crossing her arms "It really is offensive, and I say that as someone who is not innately driven to a murderous rage whenever they're exposed to the ambient energies of chaos. But I trust that you'll be able to control yourself, since you're able to control your passions while in my company"

Kanzeon smiles smugly and brushes her hair away.

"Though I have to wonder why you're curious about it all of a sudden, its an incantation, a prayer to malevolent forces. Nothing you'd be interested in" She says, expression falling as she twirled a lock of black hair around her finger

"I can understand the culture of the writer through the structure and prose of their writing" You answer " Which I believe it may be worthwhile to know"

"I could tell you what I think they are, evil, motherless, bastards who chose to worship a parasite over their caretaker buuuut, I suppose a second opinion wouldn't be entirely pointless to have" Kanzeon sarcastically replies "Just expect to be disappointed, darling"

You nod once, and cross your arms to almost mimic Kanzeon as she closes her eyes and thinks back to what she read.

"Oh Progenitor of universal abyss, father of darkness and scion of flame, overlord of all forges and master of masters, your humble guildsman brings forth offerings of gold to your coffers and kindling to your eternal furnaces. With the blood tax paid, and the soul tithe given, beseech thee to breath dark life into the still steel and give this unliving Iron the power supreme to bind the unbound and entrap the formless" Kanzeon says quietly, every word she speaks dripping with the contempt she feels for the writer of the disturbing and mystical passage "Hull shall become bone, armor shall become skin, the blood of the worthless shall grease the joints. Mingle meat and metal, blood and fire, smoke and spirit. Fuel the beast with the essence of the dammed and unrepentant sinner and crippled slave. Birth the Hellish Machine, and unleash it upon this craftsman's foe. Oh great Hashut! Hashut! Hashut the mightiest! Hear my prayer and gift me your blessings in forge and rite!"

"Hashut?" You repeat, the name being entirely unfamiliar to you but bearing a sense of dread gravity to it, your instincts telling you to be wary of repeating those syllables

"I have absolutely no idea what they're referring to or talking about, but they're clearly hopelessly corrupted" Kanzeon says with a shrug of her shoulders
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>>5127372

"Probably another "wicked spirit' that has wormed its way into the Materium"

You press your knuckles to your chin, deep in thought

"Waiting for you to hunt it down and kick its sorry ass back into hell" Kanzeon sneers, leaning closer to you as you frown, picking through the prayers contents in search of symbolism and idiom.

"Of course, but from that writing alone I can tell that the culture of its writer, if it is a traditional script copied to be utilized as a binding spell, is highly religious perhaps even as zealous as the Shuni sorcerers were" You muse outloud as Kanzeon sits on her knees in front of your and pouts "But greedy, wealth obsessed considering the focus on offerings, taxes and tithes. The phrasing used in describing the creation of the Devil cages also implies a veneration of industrial machinery and disdain for unworthiness or uselessness in individuals. The contents are that of a prayer, yet the writer or speaker refers to guilds and craftsmen rather than congregations or priests?"

"And that tells you?" Kanzeon asks curiously, amazed by your deductive reasoning

"That forging and creation are more than likely considered a sacred art. Though fire is destructive it can also create though the belief that it is a creative force, is strange" You mutter, shaking your head as you stand to your full height "But I don't know, I'm guessing. I'd have to meet the carver face to face to know the contents of his heart and thus the character expected of a Craftsman priest of this alien culture"

"Well maybe you'll have the chance to soon, if I don't bury the son of a bitch in rubble first" Kanzeon says cheerfully "Now, can we discuss something we enjoy rather than hate, like that wonderful poem you read me a minute ago"

"Of course, we have a day until the rest of the regiment arrives, at least" You say happily, taking Kanzeon's hand as you wander the Dai camp, stepping over the ruined walls of the fortress they took a day before.
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"I understand Mari, there's no reason to apologize. You're not a warrior by nature. Neither is Kanzeon. I cannot expect you to take up arms when you have never been in battle before" You say to stop your sister in law from apologizing continuously

"You don't think I'm a coward?" Mari asks "even though I'm not helping to...stop my sister from...murdering everything?"

"Not at all" You say gently "I'd have appreciated your help, but your not ready to fight and I cannot force one down a path they do not wish to walk"

"Besides Mari, you're still recovering from the shock of what happened to you and what our sisters have done, emotionally" Kanzeon comforts "helping equip the army and defend the border is already help enough"

"It still feels wrong, not doing anything while you two risks your lives and so many people die. Everything is so hellish. I feel like a coward. I want to help" Mari says
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>>5127373

"I..I'll keep my sensors focused on the uh...evil factory thingy you're going to conquer, make sure nothing surprises you while your focused on...murdering things. Eeeeh! I don't know what else to do! We weren't made for war! Its the opposite of our purpose, I hate this! I hate that she's made us have to do this! We should be building not destroying..."

"Thank you" Kanzeon says quietly "I promise I'll punish her for what she's done, to her passengers and us"

Mari whined

"I just wish we could get the old her back, but I know that's impossible. Like Kuan Im" She sighed "Lieren, thank you for your understanding. I'll keep watch as I promised. Protect Kanzeon"

"I admire your gentle heart, Mari. Perhaps you would like to meet my friend Lord Cao when the fighting is done?" You offer with a grin "You two have much in common"

"Maybe" Mari whispers
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"So brother" Feng asks, scratching his beard as he stands besides his giant doppleganger "Once more we fight side by side"

"Like the old days" Jiang cackles as his twin nods

"From Panthers to men to monsters disguised as men" Shave head Wei muses

"They'll die all the same" Half jaw ju spits

"Hah! Love the spirit of this one!" Aruna howls

You smile, looking to Feng with a twinkle in your eye before you look to Elazar and his knights, who stand beside Aruna and the other chieftans

"Once more we fight darkness, great teacher" He states with a nod, before turning to Carys

"We risk much in this battle, but destiny is not writ in stone. but even so, I deny any future that speaks of your failure, Lieren" the farseer states


"I'm going to repay that bastard for sending his dog after me" Bai cheerfully exclaim

"Haaaah, why did I let myself get dragged into this" Xin nervously laughs, gripping his cybernetic arm with its flesh and bone counterpart "I wonder what horrifying ways of dying painfully wait for us, Bai"

"That's the spirit!" Micah shouts, slapping Xin on his back "Always look on the brightside of life"

"What a color ensemble of warriors" Folant muses "Truly humanity is vast and varied even upon a singular world"

"No we aren't Akanksha isn't here cause the panther brother put a babe in her" Rudra ruefully mutters

"Would you rather her fight while with child" Kamakshi scolds "Empty headed brute"

"She has a point, my fellow chief" Manu snorts dismissively

"I can smell the stench of wicked sorceries" Cai hisses, shaking his prayer beads

"The souls of the dead scream in agony, brother" Bohai says to Peizhi

"Fuck me" Zixin chuckles, turning to Xueqin "If the elders are speaking of doom, we may be done for"

"Ah well" the pyrokinetic says with a shrug of his shoulders

"My sister will kill me if I die here" Qian Xiaowen joked

"I wish Zian and Rong were here! They're going to get fat if they guard Jinhai all their lives!" Red faced Wei bellowed

"Ah the dream of all warriors, to grow old and fat" Benat says merrily "Our mother is watching us! We shall know no defeat!"
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"BREAK THE BLOOD DRINKERS' SPINE!" Gaizka roars, already entranced by his battlerage

"I shall not fail a second time" Edur mutters, clenching and unclenching his cybernetic arm

Gotzon and Dong simply stare ahead silently

"I cannot believe my cousin allowed the heir to march to war" Qian tian says, sat upon the hand of his mechanized giant

"The young must one day fly from the nest" Tingfeng observes

"Even if they must fall" Dai Chonglin adds

"Haaa? Chief's husband is here? he broke my brother's jaw!" Suman exclaims

"Tell me sister, do you think we can crack the black fortress together?" Tao Shanyuan asks

"Of course, just try to match my tempo, brat" Tao Dandan cackles, as she tinkers with one of her beloved "Children"

"Ah! to be in the company of so many legends and heroes! It makes my shuni blood boil with pride!" Gamal Firman hoots

"To think our people were deadly enemies, Gamal!" Adnan laughs "Let us break many skulls together!"

"Ey, Micah, lets see which of us can kill the most of the bastards" Clayton Pratt sneers

"Disrespectful" Nasheem Kaleel mutters

"I shall do you proud, father" Lai Junjie says humbly to Lai song

"Your giant man should have an equally giant horse" Lai song jokes to his child, ruffling the grown man's hair "Lieren can you make one for the fighting statue you've given to him?"

"Who would've suspected that we would've come so far!" De laughs "To fight besides the heroes of the rebellion!"

"It is a great honor to do so, even behind such armor" Aiguo says giddily

"The humans of Shangrala are an enduring breed" Kellas tells one of his fellow warriors in a hushed tone "You know we are amongst equals, but be aware that extends to skill as well, not merely worth"

"Lieren is that!" Young Fan gasps, making you turn in her direction, as you scan your regiments face and listen to snippets of their idle chatter and gossip

"Oh you have got to be kidding me" Kanzeon gasps as your shoulders drop and eyes widen

To see Zian and Rong and the entirety of the royal guard, dressed in the best armor Long Jia can produce and...and

"Greetings, elder brother" Jinhai laughs, as you nearly collapse in your shock "Why do you look so pale! I was a warrior before I was an emperor, and I have heard this is a vital battle. It'd be unbecoming if I was not part of it"

"You've broken my fiancé!" Kanzeon snarls angrily as you struggle to find the right words to say or even figure out how to react to Jinhai's surprise presence on the battlefield. You stammer and click your tongue

"Do you disagree, Lieren?" Jinhai asks

"Jinhai" You nearly wheeze

"Yes that is me" He replies cheekily, much to the amusment of Jiang, the Vishnu, Micah and Carys

"You...you bastard" Kanzeon hisses "This is a terrible idea, not only have you made Lieren break, you're THE most high value target here"

"Shame the Vishnu won't be able to act on that" Feng says with a nod "Jinhai is second only to Lieren"

Kanzeon smiles a false smile
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"You rapscallion" You snicker, shaking your head, accepting that Jinhai has the authority to do practically whatever he wants to

"This complicates things" Kanzeon says quietly, giving up

"Oh it complicates everything!" You say much louder

What will you do, Lieren?

>Stand up high upon a stage and give a rousing speech to your forces, before assaulting the black iron tower!

>Start the assault with the thirteen walking statues, and apocalyptic barrage/ shelling performed by Kanzeon and Dandan, and before the advance begins, ask Jinhai what the hell he's thinking!

>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise

>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are

>Write in

Sorry again for the long wait.
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>>5127372
>Hashut
picrel
>>5127376
>Approach the Citadel in a series of tightly packed waves. Trusting in Dandan and Kanzeon's precision and expertise, have them clear a path and obliterate everything between the rest of your forces and the Citadel while the Titans and the regiment charge just behind the bombardment, obscuring them from view. The Vishnu should have no time to recover from the bombardment before they're met with the rest of the force.
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>>5127388
I like write ins, so you have my support

>>5127376
Rare is it that the eldari give compliments. I still think it's funny that some of the psykers of our order manage to speak eldari more fluently than the eldari themselves. Fucking beautiful man.
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>>5127388
Eh, too lazy to think of something now, so I'll support this guy.
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>>5127376
>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise
>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
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>>5127376
>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise
>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
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>>5127376
JINHAAAAAAAI! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
What idiot tempted fate to summon him!

>Let Jinhai decide the means of engagement.
>use our combined power to hide.
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>>5127376
>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise
>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
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>>5127376
>>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise
>>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
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>>5127376
>Stand up high upon a stage and give a rousing speech to your forces, before assaulting the black iron tower!
>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
God dammit Jinhai, Nitya wants your head as much as Lieren's, he probably is already mobilizing a force to march here.
Hashut being confirmed, and his cult being behind the daemon engines is nice, I always though the dark mechanicus should have been Hashut worshippers.
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>>5127376
>>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise
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>>5127376
>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise

>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are

These fucking snippets are great, I'm gonna be so sad when they grow old and finally pass.
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>>5127376
>>Start the assault with the thirteen walking statues, and apocalyptic barrage/ shelling performed by Kanzeon and Dandan, and before the advance begins, ask Jinhai what the hell he's thinking!
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>>5127388
Support
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>>5127376
>>Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise
>>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
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>>5127376
>>5127376
It's always worth the wait. It's been a long journey from Nothing to here.

>Allow Hinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are.

Took me a while to catch up. The New Job is awesome and I got everything I wanted and more. Odd how me getting up early to post for a quest, would lead me to writing eleventh primarch quest and landing my dream job. Hope your holidays went well.
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>>5127376
>>Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are
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So with this in mind as precedent (and the fact Malal likes old!lore), I'm hopeful we could put Avalokiteśvara on the path to redemption, rather than the highway to Khorne. I know Mari thinks that it's impossible, but when we met her, we declared we would save her and purify her soul. It'd also save us the trouble of collecting souls and forging a replacement gestalt to inhabit Avalokiteśvara's core.
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>>5128695
That seems like worth a try. Would this be the first time the QM would make us roll some dice in this quest?
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>>5128737
Kek, it would be. But I don't mean we should take those Path to Glory mechanics and squeeze them into the quest, only that in 40k lore, was once (or still is, I don't think it's been explicitly retconned) possible to redeem people neck-deep in Chaos
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>>5128695
To quote Harlem nights "Its a mean pussy that makes a man change Gods."

Lieren might be able to pull it off but Chaos taint runs pretty damn deep.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait.

Approach the Citadel in a series of tightly packed waves. Trusting in Dandan and Kanzeon's precision and expertise, have them clear a path and obliterate everything between the rest of your forces and the Citadel while the Titans and the regiment charge just behind the bombardment, obscuring them from view. The Vishnu should have no time to recover from the bombardment before they're met with the rest of the force.:4

Combine your power with Carys, her subordinates and the present psykers, and hide your regiment beneath a massive version of Guozhi's Shroud! Catch the defenders by surprise:8

Allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault. He is a tactical genius and a more experienced General than you are:10

Start the assault with the thirteen walking statues, and apocalyptic barrage/ shelling performed by Kanzeon and Dandan, and before the advance begins, ask Jinhai what the hell he's thinking!:1

Total votes:16

So Lieren will combine his power with the psykers of the regiment to hide its presence, but allow Jinhai to decide how to approach the assault, trusting in his expertise and tactical genius

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>>5128612
Thanks! They did. Happy things are on the up for you old man!!
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"However a mere general and minister, no matter their rank cannot command or deny the emperor" You sigh, as Jinhai stops himself from embracing Feng, who has woven the feathers of colorful songbirds into his panther fur vest, no doubt gifts from his wife or her underlings "So I shall humbly and cordially hand over the reigns of command to the benevolent and sublime Long-Jia Jinhai. However, I would tell my master and friend as a confidant and advisor, of the capabilities of the forces he now commands. Especially those attributes concerning the stratagem I would have personally employed"

Jinhai's eyes briefly widen, revealing his curiosity as Feng cups his hands to greet the man he once saw as his rival.

"Your wisdom and cunning are peerless beneath the heavens, Lieren. Intellect as refined as that which you possess is an invaluable instrument" Jinhai speaks politely as if he were addressing you in his own court upon his own throne "As my teacher and mentor, I'd be a bold fool to ignore you council, especially as it is your shrewd mind that allowed this new empire to see its first dawn. Your guidance will surely lead us through this night of barbarity and madness that befallen our fair kingdom. So tell me, my friend and architect, what is it you were planning"

You smile and bow. Kanzeon remains seething, knowing as well as you do what Jinhai is risking by appearing upon the battlefield personally, but you have decided to hire your anger born of worry so as not to lose face or humiliate yourself or your brother who you made emperor.

"I trust that you will improve the plan greatly through your unique perceptions and insights of the world, but I, alongside my disciples who wander the fog would have hidden the presence of the entirety of our army from the eyes of our enemies" You drawl coolly, rising to you full height and crossing your arms "To explain the exact method would be...cumbersome and squander our precious little time of preparation before the fighting starts, but suffice to say the shroud that would be cast over our forces would be most impenetrable"

"And it'd certainly help keep headhunters from noticing Jinhai's presence and devoting all of their manpower to killing him" Kanzeon whispers through her teeth. Jinhai either does not hear her or pretends not to. He is in deep contemplation as he plucks at his mustache and closes his eyes.

"Hmm, that is certainly a great boon" He answers "and honor is meaningless when fighting against men who choose to live as beasts, I will request the expert hunters of the brothers of the panther to correct any mistakes I may make, but a stratagem has taken root in my imperial mind. I simply need to hear the make up of the regiment and the other tools at my disposal. As the Giant of Nothing, Firestorm, Lord of Cavalry, Death incarnate, Goddess beneath the mountain and The panther king are beneath my command, I am confident we would hold the advantage"
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>>5129410

Jinhai looks over the regiment, the soldiers within it who had never met him gawking or all but falling to their knees and prostrating themselves before him. Jinhai smiles a grandfatherly smirk

"Even if our numbers were halved. This regiment may be small compared to the armies lead by the great families of Long-Jia, but the weakest of you is worth at least a dozen men. The Vishnu will fall, for an army of heroes marches against them, lead by the greatest sons and daughters of Shangrala!" Jinhai shouted, cupping his fists before he turned to you with a twinkle in his eye "Now, Lieren, introduce me to the soldiers with whom I am not yet aquainted"

"Gladly" You say, bowing once again before leading Jinhai to meet with the thirteen pilots first. Jinhai seems greatly amused when he spots his weaponized doppleganger amongst their number.

"This is going to be a disaster" Kanzeon mutters, brow furrowed as she pinches the bro of her nose "And now I know what a Migraine feels like, thanks Jinhai"

"My apologies" Jinhai whispers "But would I be deserving of being named emperor if I did not fight my own battles?"

You have a feeling that line will be remembered for generations. And as you watch Jinhai greets Aiguo, you for a moment see your own father in his place. Truly, if there are but two men worthy of the title emperor in the entirety of mankinds history they are your father and Jinhai. And already, you can see how Jinhai's imperial aura has bolstered the spirits of the men, just as greatly as your own presence.

Bowing your head, you stand by Feng and Kanzeon to await your command.

"The Carp son has flourished" Feng says simply, wearing his hair close to a Vishnu style now, braided and decorated with baubles

"He truly has" You say proudly

"I just hope he'll see his children again" Kanzeon whispers sorrowfully "You remember what Nitya Sinha said"

"I do" you answer, voice hardened to steel

"I'd like to see the butcher king try to harm the man, when he is surrounded by the best warriors Long-Jia has to offer" Feng confidently proclaims, his head held high "You worry for nothing, my sister"
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You stand before the gathered members of the brother of the panther, who Jinhai had separated from the rest of the regiment. Kanzeon was placed with Dandan and her artillery, who alongside five of the thirteen titanic statues guarded the Psykers lead by Carys, who presently were drawing on as much of your psionic might as they dared to remove the army from mortal perceptions as Guozhi had taught you and all of his students to do. A personal defense technique, invented to protect a lonesome monk on the road, now empowered to serve as a weapon of war.

"I'll measure their mental emissions, to know if and when the psionic veil is beginning to fail" Kanzeon whispers in your mind "Stay safe, and know I'm watching over you both figuratively and literally"
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>>5129413

You feel your cheeks redden and warm as you fiddle with the tracking beacon Kanzeon gave you when Jinhai explained his plan.

You're too infiltrate the black iron tower, while the rest of the army subdues the forces defending it. And then you are to either capture or kill the creators of Devil cages, place the tracking beacon and give the mental signal to Kanzeon for her and Dandan to destroy the fort, and if possible kill the officer leading the Vishnu's forces and controlling the cocktail of stimulants being fed to their soldiers.

A simple task.

Meanwhile, Aruna and Lai song would serve as the spear head of the assault, alongside the remaining eight fighting statues. Folant and his aspect warriors would pursue any champions or elites that took the field, alongside Elazar and his knights. And Jinhai would lead the charge following The Vishnu and Lai advance and serve as both a wall for the the Aeldari and Bask to return to and for the slaves of Kong Nue to break themselves upon.

A delayed charge, where one stuns the enemy's ranks with an aggressive assault of a portion of their forces and then washes over them while they're scattered and lost. You realize, your secondary mission of killing the general will serve to weaken the cohesion of the Vishnu Army, allowing Jinhai's march to proceed with even greater ease than it will when the stunning blow is dealt by giant metallic warriors, Lai sky riders, Vishnu Screamers and The Firestorm's own "Orchestra" Join by Kanzeon's Earthshaking "Voice"

What task will you focus on first, Lieren?

>Infiltrating the tower and capturing or executing the creators of the Daemon Engine

>Finding the heart of the production facility and placing the targeting beacon so it can be razed to the ground

>Hunting down the general, cutting the head off of the army and cutting off their supply of combat stimulants

>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.

>Write in
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>>5129414
>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129414
>First and foremost buff everyone
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129414
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129414
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129462
>Support
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I was reading before i went to sleep and had a dream about lieren quest. In it Lieren had been found by the emperor and crusading for a bit when he was told perty's homeworld had been found. He asked for the honor to welcome to the crusade and the emps was like sure whatevs. When lieren gets there he finds something that shocks him to his core. Perturabo's autism was too strong, after finding out lieren had a wife he deicides he needs one to but he goes above and beyond. He finds out how to give himself boners and when lieren arrives there is a horde of overly serious little girls who call him uncle.
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>>5129549
>Perturabo's autism was too strong.
You can't hear it, but my sides have reached escape velocity.
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>>5129414
>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129549
Perturabo's Primarch grade space viagra, recommended by both Russ and Fulgrim.
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>>5129414
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
>Have Kanzeon's avatar stick to Jinhai "like glue," as men from New Varro would say. In your absence, she is the one best suited to protect him.
>>5129549
Fucking kek
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>>5129414
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129414
>Buff
>Delegate
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>>5129414
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.
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>>5129414
>>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm
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>>5129414
>buff everyone
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I wonder how the Emperor and the other Primarch would feel about having titans made in their image.
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>>5129640
Support.
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>>5129462
Support
>>5129549
Lmao
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>>5129549
I'm legit not sure how the emperor would even react to that.
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>>5130426
"God dammit Lieren, how am I suppose to wage a war when my top generals are busy boning and raising kids?"
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>Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm

The one roll we cannot delegate.
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Calling the votte now.

Delegate the three tasks to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate and search the astral plane for signs of devils and do battle with them there. This place's air is thick with the corruption of the Warp, entering the facility yourself would doubtlessly draw out the wicked spirits being captured into the material realm.:14

Use the psykerist technique "The golden sea fills a thousand vessels":5

Have Kanzeon's avatar stick to Jinhai "like glue," as men from New Varro would say. In your absence, she is the one best suited to protect him.: 2

Total votes: 15

Alright, so Lieren will delegate the three duties to Dong, Bai and Feng and instead meditate to enter the Empyrean to do battle with the captured wicked spirits and to prevent his brand from tearing a gateway into hell in warp steeped facility

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>>5129549
And suddenly the night haunter steps off of his throne of terror, feeling insecure as his position as the scariest motherfucker in the pre heresy galaxy
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Honestly I wonder how Lieren would be statted in the tabletop game.
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Sitting upon the edge of the canyon overlooking smog clouded basin filled with sheets of polluted air that is offensive to all five senses and so putrid it more resembles the product of burning corpses or the rotten spore filled air of Na Gou's lethal gardens than any industrial waste. Indeed, the clouds of smoke and burning fumes are clearly touched by the warp and the wicked spirits captured and caged within the great forges and crucibles hidden away within the scutter, spider legged black tower which clings to the basin's wall like a tumorous growth, over looking camps of Vishnu Screamers and pens of their chemically restrained and devolved thralls, who are caged alongside gibbering mutations of mankind whose mournful wailing pierces through the abyssal shroud of air born putrescence and the wall of infernal heat radiating from the black tower. Pools of molten rock dot the landscape unnatural, as if a great devil with fiery hands scooped up the soil to shape it into the metal prisons of the devils called here by the sacrificial rites performed in shadows cast by the wilting, life smothering clouds of spiritual and industrial contamination defiling this once verdant landscape.

Feng dips his hand somberly into the grey, oozing waters spilling into the basin, poisoned by the waters they fed into that now serve to only to quench the burning, metallic flesh of the spirits made manifest in cold, hateful iron.

"Oooh Shangrala, what have these wretches done to thee? What perversions have the committed upon you, our fair mother" He poetically mourns as Liang and jiang both cover their ears, wincing at the sound of grinding metal joined with the hopeless and agonized of the Vishnu's offerings to Kong Nue

"I'm getting sick of the stench of blood" Jiang hisses

"On that we can agree brother" Liang mutters furiously as Dong winces and scratches his knotted, filthy beard

"Feng, when the battle begins Your duty is to hunt down the general that controls the black iron tower. Sever the head of the Vishnu beast. Without his command, they will be cut off from the foul chemical stimulants that grant them strength beyond men. Scouting reports have verified this particular branch of the butcher's horde relies heavily on a cocktail of dangerous, mind altering chemicals that will be the death of the men who partake of their dark boon if they were not already destined for a violent, pointless end" You explain, turning you hand over as you motion it to your friend as he mourns the environmental damages caused by the spirit binding smiths

"He'll hang where all of Long-Jia can witness his death throes, like any other criminal" He answers confidently "As is just"

Bai wears the same, serene smile as he is accustomed to, but you can see his predatory hunger burning brightly in his eyes, biding its time for his well reigned bloodlust to be unleashed upon the feral slaves of Kong Nue, who he has grown to strongly despise.
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>>5131459

The spirit's temptation has only served to create an enemy that will sooner die than kneel before him. And you know Kong Nue considers that as great a success as corrupting Bai.

"Bai, while Feng leads the hunting party, you will lead an infiltration unit comprising a third of our forces, the same as Feng will. However your task is different but equally vital. You will march into the hart of this place of evil on a mission of destruction" You dully explain as Bai smiles just a little wider "Kill any man you come across who is not wearing the armor of the stars, in any manner you deem efficient. Sow havoc if you must, but march towards the center of the foundry where you will place this device"

You flick your wrist, tossing the targeting beacon to Bai. He catches it between two of his finger

"The precise location does not matter, so long as it is placed upon vital machinery" You state, Bai just nods, and tucks the device in his sleeve and separates from the party as Feng does, joined by their portions of the regiment to command. Dong glances around, picking his nose as he looks to see what's going on as his mind had drifted as you began to explain the duties of the other two thirds of the your hunting party

"Dong. You're responsibility is the most dire of the three. I trust you to capture or execute the creators of these abhorrent new machines of death, so they may not only be wiped from Shangrala but entirely erased from her fair surface" You state sternly, as the man flicks the filth on his finger and scratches his dirt clotted beard "I have entrusted this task to you, as I believe the smiths may possess sorcerous abilities or be kept in a room warded with curses and lethal enchantments. Your unique gift will not only allow you to by pass any magical protection surrounding them but also serve to allow Bai's forces to infiltrate unnoticed"

"Understood" He grunts

you nod and close your eyes, trusting Feng, Bai and Dong to complete their assigned tasks successfully. The battle will be called by an artillery strike on the outskirts of the Vishnu Camp, shortly followed by a second barrage when the red skinned screamers and other horrors of the horde are roused and rush to meet your regiment beneath Jinhai's glorious banner.

But you shall be fighting another battle entirely. This place is a trap laid for spirits, and walking a single step closer to the black iron citadel risks opening a rift between the world of the living and the world of spirits. Your presence is a detriment to the imperial army, and would only serve to imperil them to forces most have never faced. Though your brothers of the panthers have fought demons and magical beasts, as have the Aeldari and a handful of your wanderers in the fog, and so have the knights beneath Elazar, the majority of the elite and heroic soldiers you've gathered have no faced such horrors.
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>>5131462
And would be woefully unprepared to combat them or their seduction they employ. So instead you will fight a second battle, against the same spirits. If they cannot be incarnated into flesh melded to steel, they cannot harry or bedevil the brave men of Long-jia or play any role in this battle. Though they can be matched by the statuesque craft, it is likely they will be able to outnumber the thirteen currently fielded by the imperial army if the corrupt artisans controlling this facility feel threatened enough to unleash even half contrasted monstrosities to field. A cornered animal fights thrice as hard as any other.

So you will prevent them from creating any more devil cages than they already have, by battling the spirits they hope to entrap.

Breathing out, you allow you spirit to slip into the astral realm.

And are met with a vision of hell. A dark forest, where the fruit hanging from the drooping branches are rusted cages. Bones and severed limbs from all manners of devilish creatures covers the vast plains like undergrowth. Half dead spirits, torn in twain, their essence drawn out to serve as fuel and a binding catalyst for the vessels of their betters wail and claw at their half formed, twisted wrecks of bodies. Some desperately try to sew themselves back together with tongues, entrails and blazing chains of molten brass. Shadows with scythe like hands, cripple and leash bruised and battered devils that howl and roar in impotent rage as they are carried and pulled towards the yawning mouth of a forge shaped in the image of a snarling bull's mouth. Squat wraiths meander through the forest, fading into the mist as their tower topped heads bow as they to are swallowed by the hungry maw formed by the emotional shadow of the black towers tirelessly working forges.

Spirit beasts similar to those scavengers you fought away from the field of the battle against the Aeldari sit upon the cages, picking at the bones and dying daemons trapped within. Some are themselves impaled upon the iron thorns of the trees, as if some great shrike plucked them from the skies and stabbed them through. Others are caught in the thrashing of the soon to be enslaved spirits and fade into the ether as their essence is supped and drained by their cannibalistic brethren.

But you feel no pity for the monsters tortured here. For they would do the same without a moment's hesitation if they were handed whips and prods by their tormenters.

Stepping forward, one of the scavenger beasts shrieks and flies towards you, its face all to human in appearance. You catch it by its throat, and lock gazes with it. Tilting your head, you channel the cold frost of the silver moonlight through your arm and into the flesh your nails have pierced.

It becomes a statue of ice in your hand, one easily reduced to shards by simply clenching your fist. Its brothers, realizing the threat you pose, merely shriek and throw bones and filth at you from the safety of their perches.
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>>5131466

But their cries alert the hooded, slave driving spirits of your presence, who in unison turn in your direction like some many mechanical cogs in some great machine.

Summon the warp shadow of the sword of love, you puff out your chest and challenge them to try their luck and skill against your steel will. A few are crushed as their charges escape, and begin rampaging. Others, slowly, ponderously, like monks on a pilgrimage begin to advance in your direction, slogging their heavy, tentacled masses of shadow up the hill you stand upon. Silver moonlight flows across your back, as the freed demons too, notice the brightly glowing brand upon your brow and what it promises.

Steeling yourself, you prepare to battle the forest of tormented spirits. One against hundreds.

What do you do, Lieren?

>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes

>Summon all of your will and channel "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", and drag your foes into the world YOU create (What emotion or concept do you use as your focus)

>Ignore the hooded ones and cut down the spirits they were taking to be enslaved in demon cages. You do not need to slay every spirit, only those that have a use in the black industry of the butcher king

>Stare into the fiery maw of the Ox head shaped forge and enraged by the sight of it, fly towards it intent on destroying it in the shape of a bolt of wrathful retribution

>Write in
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>>5131469
>Ignore the hooded ones and cut down the spirits they were taking to be enslaved in demon cages. You do not need to slay every spirit, only those that have a use in the black industry of the butcher king
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>>5131469
>Stare into the fiery maw of the Ox head shaped forge and enraged by the sight of it, fly towards it intent on destroying it in the shape of a bolt of wrathful retribution


Its weird seeing so much fucking techno-sorecy by Khrone boys
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>>5131469
>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes

Mantle Arianka let's gooooooooo
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>>5131469
>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes
>Summon all of your will and channel "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", and drag your foes into the world YOU create (Water)
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>>5131466
>Hashut is the Chaos God of Suffering and Subjugation
>Worshipped by Chaos Dwarves
>WHFB's Dwarves exist in 40k as the Squats
>Squat wraiths meander through the forest
>Squat wraiths
>Squat
Motherfucking Chaos Squat-ghosts, man
>>5131469
>>Summon all of your will and channel "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", and drag your foes into the world YOU create (What emotion or concept do you use as your focus)
Righteous fury. Industry, capable of producing such wonders, should not be despoiled and abused in such a manner, or utilized in such a chaotic, unrestrained manner.
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>>5131543
Supporting, but also adding
>Nor should Nature suffer such grievous wounds at the hands of man
For the emotion. Cuz we do have that tenant in the Journey.
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>>5131469

>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes
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>>5131469
>>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes
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>>5131469
>Reach out to Arianka
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>>5131469
>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes
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>>5131469
>Reah out to arianka
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>>5131469
>>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes
>>Summon all of your will and channel "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", and drag your foes into the world YOU create (Ice and Life)
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>>5131543
>>5131550
+1
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>>5131543
>repetition of manner
I should start proofreading my posts, ffs
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>>5131469
>Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes
Gotta keep up with the side piece.
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>>5133294
On that note, I have to wonder if Kanzeon gets jealous when we talk to other spirit maidens.
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Calling the vote now.

Ignore the hooded ones and cut down the spirits they were taking to be enslaved in demon cages. You do not need to slay every spirit, only those that have a use in the black industry of the butcher king: 1

Stare into the fiery maw of the Ox head shaped forge and enraged by the sight of it, fly towards it intent on destroying it in the shape of a bolt of wrathful retribution:1

Reach out to Arianka, who had gifted you the moonlight you wield, centering yourself by focusing on your desire to see the tortured spirit freed, and then march to battle followed by a snowstorm. Fight the devils like the cold of winter, slowly sapping their life away with a thousand strikes:8

Summon all of your will and channel "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", and drag your foes into the world YOU create:5
-Water:1
-Righteous fury. Industry, capable of producing such wonders, should not be despoiled and abused in such a manner, or utilized in such a chaotic, unrestrained manner.: 3
--Nor should Nature suffer such grievous wounds at the hands of man: 2
-Ice and life: 1

Total votes: 14

So Lieren will reach out to the caged Arianka and march with a snowstorm at his back and fight by sapping the spirit's strength with a thousand cuts

Excited to write this update.

https://youtu.be/LYI3eegIJlI Some fitting music to accompany the scene,

Writing now
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>>5133789
Return of spirit waifu ftw!
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Rage boils within you, the golden fires of your eyes manifest themselves and flicker over the edges of their sockets, making it appear that your eyes have been themselves replaced with balls of gilded fire. The inferno of your ever burning soul's golden sea emerges from your wrists and along your arms, appearing like ethereal regalia over the star metal armor you wear which has taken on a shape reminiscent of the heavy plate armor of the bask. But then, you leash the rage awoken within you upon the mere sight of the legions of wicked spirits, be they slave takers or the beasts they collar. Instead, staring upon the servants of the self named gods of discord, a serene contempt replaces the violent murderous hatred you feel for all who dance to the song of chaos. Stabbing your reforged blade into the stony ground beneath your feet, the scriptures of the journey etched into its edge glowing silver as your thoughts turn to the benevolent spirits you have met. Isha the matron of life and Arianka the Maiden of Ice.

Your mind retains its clarity as the deathly chill of the wrath you felt upon seeing the imprisonment of those poor souls returns to you, in the form of Wroth more biting than the coldest, cruelest winds of winter. Focusing this anger, you hold a gauntleted hand out into the air, keeping the other's palm pressed firmly upon the sword of love as you reach out for the caged spirit Arianka's own hand. Across seas of madness, plains of remembered atrocity and mountains of dark emotion, you search for the crystal cage that holds the kindly queen of winter. Snow begins to fall around you, as the cage bearing branches sway and creak upon cold winds. A phantom of the spirit, dressed in armor of silver ice and golden flame appears before you and wraps her hand around your own.

Focusing now on the desire to see this maiden freed from her sadistic captors and returned to her proper place in the world of spirits, you center the entirety of your being upon this conviction. Silver tears drip down your cheeks, freezing to your skin as it pales and tightens beneath the embrace of harshest winter. Your armor now is covered by the white fur of a great bear with fangs of ice that you wear as a cloak and has adopted an unfamiliar style, similar to that worn by Arianka after you reignited her hope and spirit. Gently, you caress the fading image of the spirit's hand as she fades into the snowstorm that now rages around you. Breathing out, your lips are coated in frost as you clench your outstretch hand into a fist so tightly it could crush coal into diamond. Tearing the sword of love from the frozen ground, ice clings to its guard as you grip its hilt with both hands.

A surge of confidence rushes through you, it feels as if you stand before the gates of a great city and lead a charge of thousands of stalwart warriors, ready to give their lives in defense of their home.
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>>5133886

The demon leading the charge towards you hesitates, as the Woods of Unrestrained industry and cruelty is consumed by the frost and ice of the storm at your back. Another realms of the warp has connected to this place of shadows and butchery. The demon is trampled by his kinfolk, as the more foolhardy and bold of them charge into the land of snow and winter that has appeared around you. The Ox headed forge seems to narrow its eyes as if snarling at you.

Fog rises from your breath, as you adopt the stance of the Night Crane, adjusting it to match the weight and length of the weapon in your hands.

"My brave knight, you shall not struggle alone against the dark, allow me to once again show my gratitude as you draw your blade against the misbegotten spawn of tyranny itself" Arianka's voice softly whispers to you upon the wind "I was unable to defend those I cherished before, but their memory will never leave my heart of ice! See them now, as they stand beside you, the fires of their conviction equal to your own ! Knight of Golden sun and Silver moon!"

"Greetings, virtuous mortal and son of humanity whose golden heart has healed the wounds of our mother, we are honored to fight besides you who is abhorred by the dark gods!" A voice speaking with the sounds of cracking ice speaks to you, a faceless thing made of frost with a core of golden light glowing where its eyes should be "Though she may be caged, we guard her order!"

An army returns the strange spirits cry.

"It is always comforting to fight alongside virtuous souls" You growl, clenching your teeth "Know that one day I shall fulfill my oath and free your creator"

The spirit nods and says nothing more, as half bear spirits join the battle line alongside warrior maidens woven of snow on one half and cold fire on the other.

"Wolf child? I never thought I'd fight by your side again. Let us show these whore-sons the might of Fenris!" One of them whispers before snarling like a wild beast and throwing out its bear arms in a brazen challenge to the forces of chaos charging up the hill where you stand alongside the hollow suits

Ignoring the spirit queer words, realizing he must've mistaken you for a comrade of his long lost to the winds of time, you level your blade and close your eyes.

Attuning yourself to the howling song of the supernatural snowstorm, you follow the flow of its powerful yet controlled winds and beginning swinging and stabbing, mimicking the elegant dance of the Night crane as you strike at the bonds holding your enemies' transient existences together slicing them at the seams as you slowly take them apart by allowing their blood to spill out. Like the chill of winter, you sap away their strength with a thousand gentle blows, steal away their lifeforce with the harsh caress of the storms winds. They freeze and they shatter, as you track their movements and position by the voids they leave in the storms passing.

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>>5133889

Opening your eyes, you find yourself atop a hill of corpse, frozen together and buried by snow. Sadly, the mound of the dead is not solely composed of the corpses of the wicked. Among them are the virtuous spirits called to your side by Arianka's summons, locked like lover's with their opponents, stuck upon spears, trapped by slavecatcher's with broken necks or half swallowed by their slavering maws. They are forever frozen in their final, glorious moments. Not a single one has turned away and fled. Their courage holds and the survivors remain valorous in the face of their kinsmen's horrific demises.

Looking ahead, you can see new breeds of devils emerging from the mouth of the hellish forge. Ox headed creatures with hides of liquid shadow draped over brass cogs grinding and liquefying stolen strips of flesh and skin stomp from the forge as beings of living black fire dance and frolic, scorching away the dusting of snow that has reached the forge and its molten chains. All of the original, hooded demons and their beasts have been struck down. Your task has been finished. No more daemon engines will be forged in the black citadel to threaten your earthly companions.

"A new breed of foe!" One of the bear spirits snarls "Different from the other whelps we've met"

"The anathema of our lady" One of the hollow suits filled with ice hisses "Where she is light, they are darkness. Where she is ice, they are fire!"

It is clear the virtuous spirits still have business upon this battlefield.

What do you do Lieren?

>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!

>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.

>Leave, and return to fight the battle upon the material plane. Your men need you more than ghosts of ice.

>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser

>Write in
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>>5133893
>>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
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>>5133893
>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!

>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
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>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!

>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.

>>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser


Let's learn about our bro russ
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>>5133893
>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
>>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
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>>5133893
>Aid the Spirits in their battle
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent.
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>>5133893
>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!
Also:
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
Murder now, worry about our drunken loud of a brother later.
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>>5134042
support
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>>5133893
>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!
>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser

Im worried about leaving our men alone... but leaving now would be in poor taste, as logical as it would be.
Our brothers will probably be fine anyway.
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>>5133893
>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!
>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser


Gaining more favour with Arianka would be good, same for getting the approval of her maidens, knights and warriors. While I still fear for our brothers in Shangrila, destroying this hold of evil in the boundary between worlds would be a boon. Perhaps Arianka forces can convert and use the materials here. They need all the help for rebuild after all.
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>>5133893
>Correct the confused warrior
>Realise there is something hiding in the black flames of the forge

Then
>Aid the spirits in their battle
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>>5133893
>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
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>>5134280
Don't want to become enraged inside a Khornate kingdom, even of this is a domain of Hashut.
Also don't want to vote for 3 options out of 4 while there is a time sensitive battle going on outside, we already done something like that and knows what happens when we do it.
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>>5133893
>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!
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>>5134281
bit too late for that, we're already enraged.
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>>5134042
support
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>>5133893
>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser

Russ is gonna be so fucking confused when his Wolf priests talk about a golden warrior fighting along side there spirits.
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>>5129549
You can't see my face right now, but I'm crying.
> inb4 Papa Perturbo's precious girls are the first Sororitas

>>5130426
On one hand, demigods dealing with teenager-esque whims and lusts. On the other, HE HAS GRANDCHILDREN!

Great-grandpa Malcador is probably laughing his ass off.

>>5133893
> Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!
> Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser

>>5134281
I don't think we'll have to worry over them. The elites and heroes that Lieren's gathered are the best Shangrala has to offer. Have a little faith.

>>5134514
Russ having to double-take when he hears a kid or elder humming the tune to 'Kind Golden Eyes' and recognizes it from a fleeting dream.
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>>5133893
>>Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.
little banter
>Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser
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Update is going to be late, gonna try to count the vote and post it in the morning
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>>5133893
>Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!
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>>5134651
Grandchildren?

He's very antimutant. We might find ourselves surprised at his reactions and not in a good way.

Of course I doubt he cares if they don't breed/can be fixed to produce pure bloods. Just like he doesn't actually care about Xenos as long as humans are the ones running things.
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>>5137160
mutant implies they are not of the god emperors perfect gene stock, you have been reported to the inquisition stay where you are
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Calling the vote. Sorry for the wait. Just haven't been feeling myself lately

Realize there's something hiding within the black flames of the forge, something intelligent and malevolent. Something like the five patriarchs of discord! But lesser:15

Aid the Spirits in their battle, it is only fair. They came by your request so you shall not abandon them until the forge in the warp is destroyed! AND HOW DARE THE DEVILS INSULT THE MEMORY OF SMALL CHEN BY TAKING THE APPEARANCE OF OXEN!:12

Correct the confused bear spirit that you are the son of Wenyan, not a wolf.:11

Total votes: 17

SO Lieren will correct the bear spirit, realize there's something in the forge and then RIP AND TEAR

writing now
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"Actually, you are mistaken, oh noble spirit. For I am no child of a wolf, but rather the humble yet sagacious farmer Wenyan of the village of nothing" You state calmly as you rest atop the hill of corpses, finding your breath and recomposing yourself as you analyze the battlefield in front of you and the hateful wretched things capering and crawling forth from black fire who are soon to be your opponents "You must've mistaken me for someone else, though that would be unlikely, the world is full of possibilities and saying something is impossible in the vastness of life is a most foolish claim to make, my friend"

The half bear half man spirit looks at you, squinting his eyes as if scrutinizing your face and manner and comparing them to another. He puts a clawed hand to his chin, bares his fangs and growls.

"You are right! Now that I've gotten a closer look at you, Whelp, I can see the differences between you and the brat King Russ is raising! He didn't have a scar, let alone one as queer as the one upon your brow!" The spirit exclaims, at first merry and then growing somber as he truly realizes that you are not the same man as he believed you to be and thus are a stranger to him "Forgiver me, child, I had hoped I was still living, but looking upon that cold eyes of yours has made me realize"

He looks down at his chest, as blood begins to seep through the gaps and chains of the armor he wears, soaking into his snow dusted fur dying it red. A spectral spear appears in his chest as you understand the true comprehension that has struck him. This spirit was mortal once. Was a man once. You bow your head, grieving for this warrior you did not know.

"I died. So this is my reward!" He says, joviality returning as he looks to you with renewed vigor. An impressive show of will, to brush of one's own death. If only you had met this man in his prior life, he would have surely taken to the Journey like a carp to a stream

"So I lived a worthy life after all. It is an honor to fight beside you, not Leman, even if you are a stranger to me, you fight with the same ferocity as the Heir of the Russ!" He bellows, in a manner that reminds you very much of Small Chen or the still living Aruna. He claps his bear hand upon your shoulder and grins "Perhaps when the day is won you may regale me of the battle where you met your end, Aye, Silver eyes?"

You shake your head, and awkwardly laugh

"Oh I am still among the living, I have merely severed my spirit from its mortal vessel and entered into the world of the spirits, but should I ever die and find you again, oh valiant soul of the departed warrior, I will be certain to tell you of it" You laugh, turning to face the devils charging your position, whistling as you calmly count their number "Perhaps you may tell me of this Leman of the Russ, for if you mistook me for him, he may be my kin?"
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>>5137380

"Never met a tribe of your like upon Fenris' icy plains, but I suppose I can regale you of my days under his command and the glories I had won in life, its the least I can do to repay you the honor of fighting by your side, Skald" The ghost of the warrior says with a cocky sneer, as he once more becomes half beast, his teeth replaced with a bear's fangs "BUT ENOUGH TALK! THE TIME OF AXES AND SWORDS HAS COME UPON US AGAIN BROTHER!"

His fellows wearing the hides of bears and taking on their nature roar as they fall on all fours and lead the charge, joined soon by the hollow soldiers carved of ice and the maidens of frost and fire that skip upon the air above the spirit army's ranks. You remain where you stand, having sense a malevolent forced staring at you and felt the warmth of blood flowing down your brow. Narrowing your eyes, you look across the field towards the ox head shaped crucible from whence the new legion of the damned emerges from like so many repugnant maggots from a corpse. There's something in those black flames. Something intelligent. Something similar to the five patriarchs of discord. But lesser. You would name the being that lurks in those burning shades to be ruinous. It is a cousin of the five, but not their equal.

"LESSER!?" the forge roars, biting down on the ox headed vermin that had the misfortune to be caught between its jaws and freedom "You dare insult me whelp! I am their peer! I am darkness! I am greed! I am fire! I am tyranny! I shall collar you like the dog you are! Show you I am not to be trifled with! Not to be looked down upon and scorned as a petty power! I will show the Ruinous powers I am their Equal!"

"Are you truly?" You mock, sticking your tongue at and to complete the wicked spirit's humilation, cover your mouth with one hand, mimicking Qian Xia's mannerisms, and level your blade at the animate forge, that is grinding its own children to gristle and grease between its iron teeth "My my, how prideful of you! Your BETTERS could not make me kneel and subjugate myself to their wills! How can you possibly succeed when your SUPERIORS failed to break my will, Black flame fool! Hohoho!"

You throw your head back, and laugh a noblewoman's laugh as you like to do when making a mockery of someone.

"YOU WILL REGRET MOCKING HEI'AN FU! YOU INCOLENT WORM! I HAVE BOUND ENTIRE CULTURES TO MY WHIP! YOU WILL KNEEL BEFORE ME AND BEG FORGIVENESS BEFORE THE DAY IS DONE CUR!" The forge roars, as the entity hiding within the flames pours more of its power and essence into it and creates an avatar of black iron and black flames, a new spirit split from its being, an infantile intelligence in its own right.

Too cowardly to step from your sanctuary, afraid you might draw the notice of your....betters. Now there are six at the table! For you fool have revealed yourself after eons of hiding, because a child mocked you
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You sneer and stare down the behemoth of black iron, black fire and brass and lick the blood trickling down from your brow. You can feel another arrow head trace itself through your flesh

"Hei'an Fu the coward, Darkness father! I name you my enemy" You hiss, grinning ear to ear predatorily "I shall send your son screaming back into the same primordial void you crawled out of! as I shall Chun Qiang and the rest of your misbegotten clan!"

Hashut is his true name, but those who spoke it have probably become as red dust upon the wind. And I am pleased to seeyou and I remain aligned in our goals, blessed child

You ignore Chung Qiang's mockery and join the charge of the soldiers of Arianka.

"The ox is my departed brother's sign! I shall show you the folly in insulting Chen's memory by taking it as your own!" You roar as you enter the fray, tossing lesser devils with the swing of your sword, filling the air with their severed limbs "You will learn to fear this giant's gaze!"

"Hah! Your eyes are gold now! How strange, I suppose you have a grudge with this devil?" The bear warrior says, as you sever the head of the spirit rising from his shadow to pull him into the abyss it was spat out from "I shall be certain to leave the final blow to you then, Skald!

"You should be more concerned with your own life, friend of the Russ' heir" You bark "These wicked spirits are fed upon the stuff of souls, do not become their prey before you can tell me of Prince Leman!"

"I died once before, won't make that mistake again, Skald" The ghost laughs "But I'd rather cease being than act the coward and not lend my axe and claws to your duty of sending that forge devil back to hell! If I must die again, let me die as part of your saga, Oh Skald of Silver and Golden eyes! Let the Wolf priests howl and sing of our battle! LET THEM SPEAK OF OUR DEATH!"

If Leman of the Russ is truly your brother, you hope he is of similar character to this lost companion of his. Perhaps he will meet with the Ghost of Small Chen, and will hear stories of your time together.
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"Tell me, Vishnu Dog, did you truly believe that you were the man who would kill me? The Fog Panther's own favored son?" Feng mocked as he buried his spear through the belly of the Vishnu General, catching him by surprise as Liang and Jiang distracted him, While the two weis and Hu stabbed him from behind. Hu had been struck across the face by one of the chain toothed axes the the towering villain wielded, at last allowing him to truly be called half Jaw Hu. Red Faced Wei was missing at least one eye, but his red hair mixed with his blood and hid if he had in fact been blinded by the back handed swing that had sent him through the air.

"HAHAH! YES! AKANKSHA COULD NOT HAVE FOUND A BETTER GROOM!" Aruna howled as lifted one of the General's guards above his head, choking the life out of him as he held him in his might bone crushing grasp.
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The general, who had an iron jaw and strange tubes snaking through his neck and throat, coughed up blood fleck with a strange, oily black fluid as he reached down and gripped Feng's spear. Feng grinned cockily and laughed, letting go just as the cybernetic monster snapped it in two and tore it from his stomach. He stumbled forward, snarling as sparks spat from his wound and wires burst from his spilled out entrails. He sweated a yellow orange substances that coated his pallid flesh like grease.

"HERE PANTHER SON!" The skull wearing Vishnu Chief yelled, tossing Aruna a power dao as he stepped by his side "Let us share the glory of felling this beast"

"The blood father has named me his champion, he has given me much blessings" The monstrosity of Nitya Sinha whirred, a bladed tail whipping behind his back, cutting the spears of the Weis and Hu, and slicing open the hands that held them. Jiang and Liang tosses their spears, but they break upon the shield of crystalized light that unfolds from a strange gem implanted on the general's pale wrist

"You skull will grace his throne and I shall floss my teeth with your innards" The general threatened Aruna threw himself at him, laughing like a lunatic as he powered his second Dao and unleashed a furious flurry of blows in a rhythmic dance of aggression. Feng activated his borrowed weapon and shook his head

"Such hubris. I know the limits of my capabilities and I know they outmatch your own, even as you've augmented and turned yourself into a monster" Feng snarled, catching the pale goliath's axe upon the shimmering edge of his saber, cutting through it like rotten wood "I wonder if the god you worship will look upon you with pride, WHEN A CRIPPLE KILLS YOU!"

The General moved his shield, to block the killing strike. But it never landed. Feng had taken Lieren's lesson to heart and stepped away. The fool had left himself exposed to a pincer attack performed by Aruna and Shaved Head Wei. Feng looked into his eyes as he realized his mistake, and watched the light fade from him, as the usually calm Wei held one of his own discarded axes to his back and was showed in his blood as Aruna cut him from his bossom to his shoulders. The general was cut into three pieces, and fell. The Twins cheered, as Half Jaw Hu helped Red Face Wei to his feet.

"Or do you think he'll be more disappointed when you fell for simple misdirection?" Feng asked the general's head as his eyes lost the last glimmers of life "Never underestimate a hunter's cunning, Dog"

Feng raised his boot, and alongside his brothers in arms, stomped the general's head into a smear on the ground.
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"HAHAHAHA!" Bai laughed as he reveled in the chaos he had sewn, his best friend Xin unleashing a hail of burning death upon the horde they faced together
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>>5137387

"Didn't I tell you I'd butcher your dogs you son of a bitch! I know you're hear! I can smell you on their breath evil spirit! You'll never have the white tiger's soul! Come dogs and thralls of the devil! Accept my gift to you and die dogs deaths"

"Wooo, I knew it was a good idea to follow you, Bye!" Micah sneered as he fired his twin revolvers into the chest of a red skinned bastard "You sure know how to brawl something fierce"

"Where did find get a shard carbine, Mon-Keigh?" One of good Aeldari that Lieren found asks as Bai just smiles, and condemns swathes of the servants of Kong Nue to the most ignoble of deaths with every pull of its trigger "And why has Lieren allowed you to keep it"

"Hahahaha! Cause I've earned it, long ear" Bai said with a wink "And he knows I can resist the lure, but don't tell the others what we know, Star man"

"YEHAW" A man from New Varro cried out as he road on the backs of the one of the goliath, ape like wretches the Vishnu had made from men

"...I'll trust the great philosopher's judgment over my own" The Aeldari mutters as he buries the blades on his wrists through the chest of a screamer leaping towards him "You fight well, Mon-keigh"

"As do you alien" Bai said back, as he shattered the jaw of a tiger headed monster that thought it could sneak up on him and Xin "Lets hope you survive this combat, I'd like to test your mettle sometime"

"Now is no time for casual conversation!" The Aeldari barked back as they continue their bloody march into the heart of the black citadel "We're in the heart of darkness"

"Heh, nothing I can't handle" Micah boasted

"I've faced their kind before, they're dogs to be put down, nothing more!" Bai snarled, like a common thug may "Follow me, those gears ahead look important! Lets tear them down! Xin, does your dark lance still have ammo?"
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"Aaaaah! The souless! Get it away! Get it away!" One of the strange men cried in Vishnu. Their skin was of a different shade than Shuni or Vishnu men, but still Dark. He wore heavy, black robes and had a piercing resembling a ox's horns put through his known and tattoos covering his exposed flesh. Dong frowned, leaning closer to look into the man's eyes, which were as black as spilled ink

"I think we found what we were looking for" He said, scratching his lice ridden beard over the foreigners head as he shrieked, cried and kick as if he were being branded "They smell terrible"

The brothers of the panther accompanying Dong starred at him beneath their helmets but said nothing as they held the guards who chose to betray the location of the blacksmiths. Guards who never saw their deaths coming as the Brothers lined up their revolvers to the back of their heads and pulled the triggers.

Dong stood up slowly, as the blacked robed smith seized and convulsed at his feet, crying about voids and blank spaces as he looked around the room.
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"Odd taste in decoration as well" He noted plainly as he looked up chunks of strange amber that seemed to scream as he approached, and in whose reflection he could see crying, wailing faces. He turned, glancing at the odd tools the smiths kept and the numberless skulls that had been branded with that symbol the vishnu seem to like carving into themselves. He grunted in disgust as he found himself stand on a carpet made of human skin, that twitched beneath his bare feet and squirmed as though it was alive.

"Very odd" he said, shrugging his shoulders as he motioned for his men to set the explosive charges. Another explosion rocked the citadel

"Seems Bai's group is still alive and causing havoc" Dong sighed,allowing himself to smile slightly "Maybe we'll meet them on our way out"

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Jinhai smiled as he retrieved the six fanged spear from the ground, pulling it through the split skull of the fourth champion to make an attempt on his life since the battle begun. Leaning back, he danced the carps dance, weaving and swaying and twisting his way through a volley of strange bullets that caused whatever they neared to be torn to shreds or be crushed into small spheres of flesh.

He could see their deadly radius in the air, and lead Zian and Rong through them with utmost ease. Jinhai got as near to the gunners, hearing the final cries of a few of the junior imperial guard who were not as fortunate or agile to make it through the barrage unscathed. Men he had personally chosen and trained. Men who he saw as sons.

So Jinhai did not feel remorse for firing the six fanged spear's skinning light upon the Vishnu gunners, who died the moment they were exposed to it.

He stood atop the hill he had won, looking across the field. All thirteen of the giant, statuesque vehicles remained fighting and he could see Lai Song's banner flying proudly as its owner rode his horse through the field. it was truly impressive that a flesh and blood creature could match and keep pace with skipping clouds. Dandan and the psykers were still untouched and Kanzeon's true form dominated the skies.

And yet, though it was obvious his forces were winning, Jinhai could not help but to feel as though there was some danger lurking unseen.

The ground rumbled, and scorpion tail burst from it.

Jinhai dodged it by a hair, never once losing his serene expression

"Ah, a devil cage" he said calmly as the rest of the abomination wrestled itself free from its earthly prison "So this is what they look like, how displeasing"

He leaned on the six fang spear, motioning for Zian and Rong to stand down. A moment later, an artillery barrage carried out by Tao Shanyuan and his titanic armor sent the devil cage to its side. It shrieked and rose to defend itself, before it was thrown back by a shoulder charge of the two metal giants styled after Liang and Jiang
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>>5137390

"Now that the path is clear" Jinhai said dully as he briefly watch the Scorpion devil cage snap its chain toothed claws at the twin crafts, before it was showered in another hail of missiles "Shall we continue on our march?"

His honor guard looked at the emperor as if he had gone mad. All of them except Zian and Rong
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"HAaaaah" You breath out as you beckon to the new born of Hei'an Fu as you crush one of its lesser siblings beneath your boot, arcane machinery shattering as its burning blood froze the moment it was exposed to the open air "Come, my blade hungers yet"

"RAAAAGH! FOR FENRIS!" The Bear warrior screams as the two of you advance on the colossus

How will you attack the daemon Lieren?

>Allow the ghost to distract it, as you focus your soul's power and perform "Cloak of the ever burning will: Spirit Subjugating Blade", and cut through its leg

>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands

>Lure the scion of Hei'an Fu into the territory of one of the other powers of the warp

>Attempt to lift it with Spirit's touch and crush it, while chanting verses of the journey

>Write in
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>>5137392
>>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
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>>5137392
>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
>Attempt to lift it with Spirit's touch and crush it, while chanting verses of the journey
Pretty much the first, but crushing it with the second.
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>>5137392
>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
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>>5137392
>>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
Six Gods down, two to go. I'd be willing to bet the GHR is one of the remaining ones, but I'm at a loss when it comes to the other. All the remaining hyper-minor Chaos gods all seem equally unlikely. Maybe Malal's made his own?
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>>5137392
>Write in
Grapple the chains and using what we learner from the Rot Kings minion undo it from it's very core from tyranny we inject rebellion, from rebellion freedom!
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>>5137392
>Now there are six at the table! For you fool have revealed yourself after eons of hiding, because a child mocked you
So another one joins, but instead of being in a grave he was in the shadows all this time waiting. I recon the other chaos gods will not be happy that another god revealed himself, alongside his own hordes of demons. Not to mention they probably can't stop despising Lieren, since Arianka legions have returned for bring some order in the warp. Lieren is really kicking around their favourite game table.
>lick the blood trickling down from your brow. You can feel another arrow head trace itself through your flesh
Based, yet another bounty

Feng has take out the general, Bai is near his objective, Dong has placed the charges and Jinhai is on his 4 th champion kill, all good so far. Feng and Dong need to regroup with the others and it should be good.


>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
"So how does it feel to fear a rebel, demon ? I am sure you can't quite describe it beyond telling me to die. The truth hurts doesn't it ? I will teach you the meaning of freedom through your own death, scum."
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>>5137392
6 out of 8 found. Whoo boy, I'm laughing.

>Catch its chains with the blade of love

Tricking it into another gods domain is risky and should be saved
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>>5137392
Woooop. I'm up to date. Gotta love Dong's casualness towards occultic bullshit. Can't wait to outfit him with an Animus Speculum so he can 1 v 1 demon champions. Don't Blanks that use these get stronger when they kill demons, or am I thinking of perpetuals?

>Catch its burning whip of chains...while chanting verses of the journey
This shit always hurts the baddies, so there's no reason why it won't work here.
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>>5137392
>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
At this rate, Lieren is going to run out of forehead.
I like the idea of Malal(God) commentating our bullshit whenever we are in the warp
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>>5137392
https://youtu.be/LeMVDuIO3J0
>Summon the spirit of Filthy Frank and slay the demons with sick lyrical spells
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>>5137392
>Attempt to lift it with Spirit's touch and crush it, while chanting verses of the journey
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>>5137392
>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
meanwhile chant passages from the journey
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>>5137409
>Support
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>>5137392
>>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
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>>5137450
>but I'm at a loss when it comes to the other
Great Beast.
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>>5137392
>>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
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>>5137392
>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands

>Autism passage GO!


Its nice seeing the other spirits kicking, I hope Malice enjoys the chaos.

>>5137871
THE MAW BROTHER
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>>5137392
>>Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands
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>>5137392
> Start chanting verses of the journey
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>Attempt to lift it with Spirit's touch and crush it, while chanting verses of the journey.


Haha PINATA TIME!
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Calling the vote now.

Catch its burning whip of chains with the blade of love and then unleash a fury of jabs and pokes that attack its very essence, and then, switch from the crane style to the fog panther style and attempt to tear it apart with you bare hands:14

Attempt to lift it with Spirit's touch and crush it, while chanting verses of the journey:4

Grapple the chains and using what we learner from the Rot Kings minion undo it from it's very core from tyranny we inject rebellion, from rebellion freedom!: 1

Start chanting verses of the journey: 6

Total votes: 18

So Lieren will catch its chains with the blade of the sword forged of love, and then unleash a flurry of Night crane strikes before proceeding to try and tear apart the avatar of brass and fire with his bear hands

Writing now
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Though the spirit of flames and chains is nearly the size of the walking statues that march across the battlefield upon the material plane, you can sense it is weaker than the other spirits you have faced before. Its creator chose size over spiritual potency, as expected of the self named embodiment of tyranny, it resorts to intimidation and threats before anything else. However, this devil is no empty threat, even if it is weaker then Huli Jing, the Keeper of Rust, or the putrid father of rot, it is still a more dangerous foe than any man or beast you have encountered and should not be underestimated. Pride proceeds the fall, over confidence is a swifter killer than any bullet.

Sprinting beside the half bear ghost, you keep your attentions wholly focused upon the towering, living idol of the fire of greed stomping towards you, braying and snorting like an enraged ox as it crushes its lesser siblings beneath its hoofed feet, driving those perceptive or agile enough to avoid being ground beneath its feet forward to serve as fodder. It does not speak, nor shout any impudent challenges or sneering insults. It is a newborn, that only knows rage and domination. You will not allow it to grow into a prince of tyranny and the shadows within man's hearts. The Maidens of ice and fire weave destruction through the forest, directing the blizzard to freeze the foot soldiers commanded by the mindless general of hate, impaling them on spears of ice or else smothering them in the golden flames of the inferno they summon forth in great plumes from the palms of their pale hands. The ghost's brothers form a wedge and drive themselves through the line of wicked spirits between you and the towering avatar that has risen from the forge and now wears it as a crown. They rout almost immediately, fleeing from the wrath of the valiant dead of "Fenris" like mice fleeing a burning house. And so, you and the companion of Leman are able to continue your charge unimpeded.

The giant whips the chains that jut from its wrist in place of a hand and turns the four barreled gatling gun mounted to its other arm in your direction. Mingling the Carp style's dance with the ethereal grace of the Night Crane style, you elegantly and easily avoid the massive, half molten chains lashing towards you, skipping over and bowing beneath them as they dance around you. Your fateful companion crosses his arm, and endures the volley of witchfire spat from the daemon gun's four mouths. Bellowing in pain and rage, he spreads his arms out and in the lull of the spirit's deadly fire, lunges forward. The show of brazen aggression distracts the spirit long enough for you to figure out the rhythm of its whipping strikes and through that study find a weakness in its method.

The ghost throws his axes at the son of Hei'an Fu, who instinctively moves to defend itself from the attack the only way it knows, lifting up its arm.
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>>5139319
Now that it is no longer firing, and its whip arm has stopped moving, you can carry out your plan and attack!

Stomping forward with your right foot, you bury the heel of your left in the frozen soil and adopt a sturdy but aggressive stance, anathema to the gentle Fog Crane Style. Shifting your center of mass and balance, you draw upon the energy of the "earth" of the Warp and add it to your own unnatural strength, siphoning the Qi from the landscape itself. And then, now that you have made yourself as unmovable as the roots of a mountain, you stab the sword of love between the lashing chains and twirl it about in almost theatric movement. The blade brushes against those blazing chains of brass, and catches them upon its edge like sashes of silk. With a twist of your wrist, you wrap the whole of its metal whip around your weapon and tightly lock it in place. The Spirit is within your reach.

Shifting your weight, you anchor yourself to the earth and maintain your connection with your left foot alone as you lift the right and readopt the Night Crane style with your right side alone. And then, as the Spirit made of black fire and immortal greed stumbles momentarily as the axes forged of purest ice impact on its brass arm, you strike!

Unleashing a flurry of jabs, pokes, pinches and precise foot strikes you attack the very existence of the daemon, weaking the spiritual bonds holding its nubile form together, keeping it from simply fading into the winds of the Empyrean and vanishing away like a mere bad dream. It flickers, struggling to keep its essence whole and unified as its weak existence which had yet to cement itself and render its transience permanent. In birthing this newborn devil instead of calling one of his other servants from the flames, Hei'an Fu has condemned it to a true, final death! You would return its spiritual energy to the winds, and truly slay it in a manner you could perform against not other spirit except those as recently born as this mindless construct of anger born of offense.

Pinning the chains of its arm the ground by stabbing your sword through it, you form your now free hand into a spear and adjust your other hand's position and shape, stretching its fingers out and curling them like claws as your tighten your muscles and strengthen your bones.

With your weapons forged, you pounce upon the spirit, claw hand coated in golden fire and spear hand buried in ethereal ice. Striking at the tears in its essence you created with the flurry of blows you unleashed upon it moments before, you tear it apart by its seams, as you did with Kamal Kanon's most wretched and black soul.

Mauling it, you rend the spirit's flesh and very existence apart with your bare hands as the injured ghost falls to his knees, roaring and spitting in rage as he throws insults in place of his axes.
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>>5139320

The devil, though mindless, comprehend its impending demise and sees the rapidity of its fast approaching death at your hands and looks into your golden eyes with a mortal terror.
But you cannot kill it! No matter how much you separate from itself it reforms! Clings to its wretched existence! Clings to its abhorrent mockery of life. But in the clarity of your near feral rage, you realize how to deliver to this monster its death. The Wuxing! Yin and Yang!

Burying your hands in the freshest wound you rent into the spirit's body, directly in its chest of fire, you lock your hands in place as its flesh empowered by its birth begins to heal around your arms you perform a four step cycle.

With your foot connected to the Qi of the earth through its heel, you empower and feed that energy with the golden fires of your own soul, causing the landscape around you to briefly flicker with flames before rocky outcroppings and spires of stone laced with golden ore rise around you. And then as the black flames surround you, further empowering the Ambient Earth Qi around you, you draw in the energies to yourself and redirect them into your arm to awaken the Metal Qi within it and bolster it beyond the inherent potency it posses from being forged of star metal.

And then Qi surrounding you, drawn from the armor you wear, you allow to flow freely into the snow and ice carried by the blizzard raging around. The already dense and rich atmosphere of Water Qi becomes even further saturated and empowered.

Water is aligned with Yin.

One of the faucets of Yin is destruction.

With your arms buried up to your shoulders in the molten flesh of the wicked spirit, you perform the most basic of the Lost Wardens of Mysteries exorcising arts

"The Five Daggers of Winter's Embrace" You snarl

However this disruptive strike is empowered by the storm called by the ancient, benevolent spirit Arianka and is strengthened further by the Four step Elemental Cycle you just perform. That power, and the symbolism of four, makes this simple technique into one powerful enough to shatter the void. The super saturated and purified Water Qi, turned Destructive through your will and further increased in potency by the association four holds with death, turns it into the spiritual equivalent of a nuke.

A nuke shaped and directed at the core of the newborn daemon.

The fire daggers form within it and burst out of its flesh, forming a lance of ice that drills through it and with a thunderous crack, tears it into countless fragments as a explosive of Qi radiates from the point of its destruction. The sheer force wipes the forest clean, throwing the wicked spirits through the air, and the wave of now uncontrolled water Qi replaces the void of non reality the explosion temporarily created with a lake covered in patches of ice.

Silence falls.
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>>5139323

Before the laughter of five self proclaimed gods mock the misfortune of their sixth and most junior member, whose presence flees the field in defeat, taking with him his servants and the "Mortal remains" of his slain child.
You stand, and almost break your meditation as rain falls upon your cheeks in the material realm.

You turn to see the ghost you fought beside, sitting on the same isle of ice as yourself.

"Hah! Fenris herself came when you called, Skald. She must've really enjoyed your stories" He said amazed, wincing as the glowing wounds covering his torso healed and mended "Thought ghosts couldn't be hurt"

You snort through your nose and clench the hand that destroyed a spirit into a fist

"You were mistaken, they can die" You proudly boast, wearing a victorious smirk on your lips

What do you do now that the forge has been destroyed, and Hei'an Fu has been thoroughly humilated, Lieren?

>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning

>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard

>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win

>Stand up and mock and throw insults towards Hei'an Fu and make sure his defeat today will burn in his minds for centuries

>write in
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win
Pretty much ask about Leman and Fenris, before leaving the warp in a hurry to Bai. But also, while rushing on the way out
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid
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>>5139325
>>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
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>>5139325
>>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
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>>5139325
>>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win
Getting jobbed on like he did is gonna stick with Hashat anyway.
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>>5139325
>write in
>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win
>Ask the warrior to let us heal his wounds, and ask his name so we may find him again
We got things to do, but once we find the time we'll help BTFO the other demons.
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>>5139325
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>>5139325
>Ask about Leman
>Give thanks to Arisha and return to Jinhai.
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>>5139325
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid
>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning

>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>>5139325
>>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid
>>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>>5139325
>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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>>5139325
>Give Arianka your earnest thanks
>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai
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>>5139325
>>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
>>Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win
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>>5139325
>>ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning
>>Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid, then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard
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Calling the vote now.

ask the ghost about Leman and this Fenris he keeps mentioning: 14

Leave the warp hurriedly and find Bai, and make sure he hasn't gotten himself into a fight he cannot win: 7

Give Arianka your earnest thanks for lending her aid:15
- then return to the battlefield and find Jinhai to join his personal guard:10

Ask the warrior to let us heal his wounds, and ask his name so we may find him again:1


Total votes: 19

So Lieren will ask the ghost about Leman russ and Fenris, Earnestly thank Arianka and then return to the battlefield to act as Jinhai's Bodyguard

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"And now that the forge born beast is dead and its lesser kin have been scattered in the wind" You state, sitting down besides the ghost, focusing your spirit to force it to expedite the recovery of your souls fire, which had been dimmed by the forces you controlled moments prior to rent asunder the son of Hei'an Fu's very existence. But, as the paradoxical, endless cycle of destruction and renewal soon returns the golden sea of your soul to its complete and whole state and mends the damage dealt by the backlash of the wild winds you had tamed and held in the palm of your hand

"Hahah! Yes it was a battle that shall immortalize our memory in both song and tale" The ghost says, as his fur becomes once more a hide he wears "My sole regret is that I shall not be there to sing it with mine own lips Skald! Promise me when you return to living land you shall spread the death saga of Asbjorn Sverreson! Huscarl of King Thengir Russ, noble warrior even beyond death. So that mayhaps one day our shared tale may reach the ears of the wolf child, and so my memory will not fade with the snow come spring"

"Ah you are a poetic soul, Sverreson! A trait shared by my own people. The art of the tongue and script is much beloved art among the Long-Jian people, though some would claim our speech to be overly elegant, intricate and courtly in manner and weighed down by our usage of Metaphor and idiom. But is language it not a reflection of the beauty of a people's collective soul?" You laugh as the ghost kicks his feet into the snow and stares at you

"You certainly speak like the son of jarl skilled in the subtle art of the skalds" He answers with a boisterous laugh "I am glad the man who shall pen the song of my adventures in the second life is as gifted and elegant as a speaker as yourself, Skald"

"Your praise humbles me, fair son of fenris" You say melodiously, smiling despite yourself. Your words remind Asbjorn of the promise you made at the battle's beginning.

"Hark! I should ask you your name, before I regale you with my travels beneath the wolf child's banner!" He chortles, slapping his knees much like the men of New Varro habitually do when they are similarly amused "It is not right for men who have become blade brothers to not know one another's names, skald faireyes"

"Hah, reminds me of the first title bequeathed to me by those who admired my deeds and knew me to be their friend" You say with a broad smile, reminiscing on the past as you rest within orderly peace of a small eddy in the Empyrean's vastness that has been briefly carved through the blizzard's winds whipped up by your masterful usage of the Wuxing "But the name I chose for myself is Lieren"

"And from what clan do ye hail from, Lieren Faireyes?" The Ghost of Asbjorn asks as he falls on his back and crosses his arms to serve as a pillow for his head
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>>5140889

"I come from humble origins rather than any noble lineage, but the farmer Wenyan is my father whom I hold with the highest regard" You state, looking down at the ghost

"Well Lieren Wenyanson" He replies, accepting your vague answer as your familial name, though you find it a crude construction, lacking any of the subtle symbolism or metaphor names are meant to possess "Though I am no bard, allow me to regale you the events of the years I spent in the company of Leman Russ, the man who you believe to be your kinfolk, perhaps this tale will help prove the connection you feel with the Son of King Thengir. If nothing else, it should surely stoke the spirits of a warrior born such as yourself"

You do not speak a word as Asbjorn's ghost tells you a story half spoken in song and poetic prose, detailing the discovery of a great man raised amongst wolves and his adoption and acceptance into the tribe of Russ. You listen closely, examining every word spoken and phrase utilized, picking them apart for clues of the nature and culture of the Fenrisian people. Of particular interest, is the focus Asbjorn gives to the ferocity of Leman and the loyalty he showed to his pack of wolves and judging from his descriptions of his martial prowess, he could certainly be a primarch if his apparent resemblance to you was already not proof enough, assuming of course the storyteller is not exaggerating. There is a similarity you've noticed between these ghosts of Fenris and the Vishnu of old, an honorbound obsession with conduct and glory. Sheltered scholars would see that as evidence towards exaggeration but you know well that no true warrior bred in such a society would ever lie about their accomplishments. They would surely boast, but they would never tamper with the truth to the point it became nothing but empty bragging.

As the ghost continues on with his tale, you cannot help but to recognize the passion he feels retelling his time with Leman of the Russ and the adventures they had. Somber, melancholy at times and merry and joyous at others. Whoever Leman may be, this man was a true companion of his and it is clear that he treated him as much like a brother as you do Feng and Jinhai. The tears he sheds turn to ice upon his cheeks as he reminisces of the harsh beauty of fenris, a world that sounds as deadly as the stories you have heard spoken of the cruel plains of New Varro. Somehow, hearing of the fortitude of your fellow man fills you with a sense of pride, and ease the worries that haunt you concerning the outcome and heavy price of the war you wage now.

Humanity has endured worse than what soulless devils and butchers like Nitya Sinha can muster against it. Even the worst of atrocities can be forgotten and lost to the winds of time, the damages left behind healed. It fills you with a powerful hopefullness, one that burns just as brightly as the fires of your soul!
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>>5140891

When Asbjorn finishes the first of his tale and you rise to depart from his company, you are certain that the man at the center of all of his stories is indeed your brother by blood. One of the primarchs so cruelly set adrift upon the tides of the great sea. Like Wise Magnus and the artistic Perturabo. But until you set your piercing gaze upon him, you cannot be certain of his true character. But oh how you yearn to meet him personally! Whether upon the bitter ice fields of Fenris or the fog swept valleys of Shangrala, you'd like to test your strength against Leman's own, if only to see if he has inherited the ferocity of Fenrisian wolves as you have the cunning of the Shangralan Fog Panther!

But thinking of future battles is foolish when you are in the midst of one in the present. So, cupping your hands, you say goodbye to the ghost of Asjborn Sverreson and pause upon the edge of the isle of ice, staring into the black waters surround it. Smiling, you cup your hands to the horizon and bow, showing your gratitude in a show of humility.

"I offer my thanks to you, maiden spirit of the snow, for aiding me in this fateful battle against the father of darkness' misbegotten spawn. May you one day be free to lead your servants into battle personally, fair Arianka" You whisper onto the winds, knowing they shall reach the defender of order even in the depths of the discordant realm. You can only hope your gratitude will lend her strength to sooner break free from the crystal cage that seals her in the darkness where all things forgotten are gathered and sealed away.

And you open your eyes to a battle yet to be won. Lifting your Chendao from its resting place against the stone you had been meditating upon, you leap to your feet and look down upon the field of war. Your unmatched eyes soon spot Jinhai's banner, the closest still flown and held by living hands to the citadel of black iron, though dozens more rush to join it. The Vishnu are in dissary and some seem to be suffering a wilting death as their chemically altered physiologies are denied the abhorrent, arcane drugs that fueled their unnatural stamina and strength. Smoke rises from the highest tower of the citadel, showing that Dong has succeeded in his mission. And judging from the forces splitting off from the main rabble of screamers and mutated dogs, Bai is still fighting within the belly of that hellish forge.

You can only hope he can reign in his bloodlust and not seek out a battle he has no hope of winning. Bai has a burning hatred for Kong Nue after he attempted to defile his noble soul, but you knew that same ferocity would drive Bai to the depths of the Citadel's manufacturing plants, deeper than any other would dare to venture in that place of blackest sorcery and devilry.
But you trust Bai. and are certain he will succeed in his venture. But you cannot join him, for the damnable brand upon your brow would thin the veil.
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>>5140892

And in a place where the boundary between earth and hell has been so greatly damaged by the summoning of spirits and the creation of devil cages through unimaginably diabolic rites, your presence would surely rend open a portal between this world and the realm of the spirits. Bai's slaughter may call a wicked spirit from the warp, but your presence would call forth a war host.

Lowering your head, you leap from the cliffside, and begin cloudwalking towards Jinhai's banner, choosing to repay him for his service as your bodyguard by acting as one of his escort now. Skipping above the chaos and slaughter, you sprint over plumes of black smoke and clouds of fetid, choking fumes to join your brother in all but blood in his march against the forge of the daemon Engines.
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"COME ON! TEST YOUR FANGS AGAINST THE HIDE OF THE WHITE TIGER OF LONG-JIA!" Bai roared, blood pouring from a wound upon his scalp that exposed the bone beneath. A horrid scar had been ripped from the edge of his lips to crawl across his right cheek, exposing his teeth and giving the murderous pupil of the Giant of nothing a bestial mien more terrible and animalistic than the smiles of his adopted, half tiger children.

Xin lay behind him, holding in his guts as they spilt out from a wound rent through a chaintoothed sword slammed into his lower half. There were dead all around them. Some were brothers of the Panther, one or two were of the star race called Aeldari, and Bai was certain he had seen one of the New Varro men torn in half from the groin up. He didn't know they could feel fear before he saw that last expression that unfortunate man mad as he was rent apart by the hands of a screamer with arms like a mountain ape. Micah stood at his side, firing and cursing in the strange, crude tongue of his distant world.

The Aeldari warrior that had spoken with Bai before was darting through the horde, flickering as if he were stepping through cracks in reality to stab at the vulnerabilities of his opponents. Bai huffed and snarled. Xin's wife was with child and he'd be damned if he let his best friend die without seeing his first son or daughter, or gifting them with a name. The wildest of the Brothers of the panther barely concerned himself with the fact his own wife was pregnant, his loyalty to his dearest and closest friend dominating his thoughts as he used his empty Shard Carbine as a bludgeon, splintering the skulls and shattering the spines of any Vishnu Dog that neared him.

The alien rifle bent as he swung it against the reinforced skull of a screamer that had a crown of horns wrapped around his scalp and a stinger upon his black tongue. He tossed it aside and pounded his fist against his chest

"YOU'LL FIND MY OWN ARE FAR SHARPER!" He snarled, planting his foot in the chest of a screamer wearing armor styled like the face of an elephant, wrenching their whirring axe from their hands before bringing it down upon his head.
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>>5140893

The teeth of the blood-soaked weapon chewed through his skin, his flesh and the skull they covered. It was split in two, but the bastard still fought and grasped for his stolen axe. So Bai tore his head off, the sound of tearing leather shaking him to the marrow of his bones.

"Hoss, Don't wanna be giving bad medicine, but I think this may be where we're finally laid to bed!" Micah laughed, nervously, unlike himself "never thought I'd die so peaceful and far from home"

"Not yet" Bai snarled, as he burried the axe in the nook between another screamer's neck and shoulder blade "A cornered panther fights more fiercely than a devil, and I'll be dammed if I don't drag every one of these whoresons with me into my grave. I'd be shaming the dead if I give up"

"Hooo you should've been born a new varro man, hoss" Micah said with a twinkle in his eyes as he fired his last bullets into the back of a mindless goliath "Wonder if I'll remember being born again!"

Something in the air changed. From the cauldrons of boiling flesh, a black serrated blade emerged.

Bai's eyes narrowed. A horned, coned headed monster emerged and roared like a rabid panther. Bai smirked

"So, you've finally decided to show your face" He snarled, raising the axe in his hand to challenge the wicked spirit personally, knowing it couldn't resist the call "Micah, watch Xin. I have a dog to put down"

"You're mad mon'keigh!" The Aeldari shouted, appearing by his side

Bai's only response was to widen his grin. The targeting beacon's light flashed, secured tightly to his hip
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You turned your palm upward, using it to reflect a rocket that had been fired at Jinhai and his retinue which you were now apart of. The rocket exploded harmlessly in the air, and with a pivot of your wrist you "caught" a laser fired from the same position. With a flick of your arm, you obliterated the trench with a single dark light lance.

Jinhai marched serenely ahead, observing the shape of the battle waging around him, taking it all in and scrutinizing every little detail as he formulated his next stratagem.

"The day is one, we've split the enemy's forces in two. All that is left is to slaughter the remnants. They will not retreat or surrender. Three of the thirteen walking statues have retreated from the field, to prevent their loss. The Sky rider and Iron turtle regiments are mobilizing to crush the remaining resistance alongside Lady Tao's barrage" Jinhai observed "But the citadel has yet to be cracked"

"I cannot enter it" You remind Jinhai, whispering under your breath "The most I can do is lend my strength to those within it, you know the curse I bear, I can smell the repugnance of that place"

"it can move, if it isn't destroyed, it can be restaffed and repaired" Jinhai muttered to you, eyes narrowing "We've reached a stalemate, even though we've achieved victory"

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>>5140895

What do you suggest, Lieren?

>Find Dong and send him back into the citadel to support Bai in whatever battle he has found himself

>Have Kanzeon or her drones enter in your place to make certain the citadel's destruction

>Trust Bai. He's survived things few other men could. He will succeed and if not, Kanzeon can still obliterate the fortress without the beacon being primed

>Lend Bai your power. He must've encountered a greater force than you anticipated or a more dangerous foe

>write in
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>>5140896
>Lend Bai your power
>Have Kanzeon's drones re-enforce them

2 eldar lost is a tragedy that hurts deeply. But Bai and his men are brothers of the panther, as they said, they will drag the rest to their dooms even without our help. Lets shore up their weaknesses.
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>>5140901
>Lend Bai your power
>Have Kanzeon's drones re-enforce them
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>>5140896
>Have Kanzeon or her drones ent