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You are Lieren, the primarch of the emperor's second Legion of Adeptus Astartes and father to its legionaires, greatest scion of the village of Nothing. Heroic hunter and philosopher, friend of humanity and the oppressed, sworn enemy of wicked spirits and devils, betrothed to the ancient vessel Kanzeon, spreader and protector of prosperity, slayer of tyrants and grand architect of the Long-Jian, Grandmaster of the psykerist sect "The wanderers in the fog", the Great hunter of the wilds and teacher of the brothers of the panther, Writer of the Journey, Slayer of the foul tyrant Nitya Sinha and witness to the just execution of the black iron king's bride, Avalokiteśvara, caried out by her own sisters, Kanzeon and Mari.

Having ended the greatest threat posed against humanity upon Shangrala, and freed a second of Kanzeon's sister, the studious Al-uzza, you left your noblest son Dae-Hyun to be recover and be freed from the shell of his dreadnaught while you left behind the known world of Shangrala, to make contact with the mysterious Zoroast peoples, disguising yourself as an excited tradesman and awefilled adventurer, you and your legionaires, joined by Kanzeon and aided secretly from the mists by the Aeldari host lead by the journeywoman Carys, investigated the society and culture of the disparate Zoroast states and where necessary pruned them of corruption and wicked men. Tyrants were hung, and for a short time, you found a measure of peace teaching your sons the techniques of your three martial arts and guiding the blessed amongst them into accepting their gift of psykerism, unhounded and unbothered by the earthly ambitions and manipulations of the chaotic powers, meeting only minor cults festering unseen amongst the thousands of faiths followed by the Zoroast people.

But, once more, the shadows of the primordial tyrants was cast before the sight of your kind golden eyes, and you were drawn into action against their mortal agents and thralls once more, having found a great temple of the corrupted faith known as the Spenta directly over the resting site of Kanzeon's sister Anahita, and discovered a new breed of humanity in the form of the Angra.

And while the majority of these Ox like men were corrupted to serve the malevolent powers of the warp, there existed peaceable tribes of the uncorrupted, demure pacifists who were hunted and mistreated by both the Zoroast and their own corrupted Kinfolk.

Deciding immediately that you could not let such abhorrence continue unchallenged, while Kanzeon lead a squad of your sons into the earth to reach Kanzeon, you gathered the majority of your space marines to find and guard the innocent yet unmaddened Angra, so they may be taught how to defend themselves.

And taught more importantly how to fight, so they may never again be oppressed and slaughtered for the crimes of their cousins.
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>>5264486

The largest and most hardy of the bulls amongst these tribes were personally trained by yourself, while the rest were taught by your sons, primarily those who already had experience in command, the officers of the army of your blood. And, as few of the Angra, especially amongst the free and pure clans, could possibly endure a training session with you even if you held back greatly, you spent most of the time observing them in their day to day life and their new training, having learned their guttural, braying tongue after spending a night with them around the fires they lit in pits of the earth and covered with dried skins to hide the smoke.

You did not, at first, know exactly why you were studying these humble, nomadic people so closely and diligently, but it soon became apparent to you as you watched them carry on with their lives and fended off raiding parties of the corrupted kin and met new tribes and clans of the pure strain of the Angra.

You were searching, subconsciously, for the cause of their cousin's corruption. You had noticed, that every culture on Shangrala bore a weakness to the temptations of dark powers, culturally and societally. The Long-Jian desire for many forms of mastery and innate poetic elegance and expected courtly graces and social orders and the old Yan nobilities abominable excesses, the Vishnu's warrior lifestyle and honor bound way of life and unparalleled tenacity , the Shuni's strong faith, strong familial loyalty and trust, and sorcerous blood, The bask's nobility's tendency to stagnancy and how cheerfully they met hardships. All good, even virtuous qualities men could and should possess, but easily twisted into something foul and immoral by the temptations of the self named gods of chaos.

And, for the Angra, the quality that rendered them open to those temptations, were their stark traditionalism, similar to the bask, and oddly enough their wariness of technology beyond simple stone tools and wares the like the peasantry of long-Jia were forced to use before your arrival one fateful eve.

This wariness, this fear, weakens them, but also forces them to be physically strong. It forces them apart from proper, ordered society and leaves them vulnerable to the whispers of evil spirits. And it is why, so many of their clans and tribes have become monstrous, anarchist cannibals that sweep across the plains like a tide of hungering locusts.

But this is easily solved. For, the Angra are much like the tiger folk, they can be shaped and taught, they are not born ludites just as the tiger folk were not born barbarians and cannibals but rather lead and taught to be monsters. All it would take for the same to befall the remainder of the pure Angra would be a single leader or usurpation to guide all of them into darkness. A tragedy you cannot allow.
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>>5264488

So, while your sons train the young of the tribes, you ride forth, teaching them of the Journey and its wisdom and meeting with the elders of each clans, who are all greying and weakening with age. Then, through skillful and well worded debate, convince them one by one of the benefits of technology and higher culture. Most are stubborn, set in their ways, and snort and bellow and flare their nostrils as they argue with you, hiding behind folk belief and tradition to explain their hesitance to accept your gifts and wisdom.

So you convince them. Through medicine that saves the young children of a clan beset by plague, denying Na Gou a minor prize, or showing a tribe hounded by their corrupted, traitorous cousins the power of the various forms of firearms fielded by your sons of your design or not, or helping a starving clan till fields and produce the same fertilizer and chemical treatments you used to end the famine that weakened Long-Jia at your birth. Soon, when you enter into a clan's grounds, you are met with approval and pleading calls for your gifts of martial training, technology and knowledge. And so, within a fortnight the tribes that once were on the brink of damnation or annihilation, have formed together and left behind their ignornant past.

And are ready to leave behind the stained legacy created for their kind by their traitorous kin. Who, for all their failings and animalistic tendencies, gathered as their now more civilized and learned kinfolk had done under your guidance and command. Which was impressive, considering the barbaric tribes each followed different gods. But, when your head is offered as a prize, perhaps even the squabbling, most malevolent of sibling spirits ancient and spiteful can set aside their difference to make a combined effort to claim it through a mortal proxy.

It shall not matter, for even if every ox headed warrior is blessed by their vile patron, they will be no match for valor and steel will of your sons.

Nor their great firepower and martial talents.

The corrupted Angra, whose luddite beliefs and harsh way of life lead into the open arms of the discordant patriarchs, shall befoul and taint this land no longer. For the heart of their corruption, the gathering of the broken tribes, shall be crushed beneath your heel without remorse.

But, even though they are weaker than your sons, and wield clubs and spears while they wield laser rifles, dark light lances, Bolters, Plasma cannons, and the various other forms of advance killing tools you have created, one can never be overtly cautious when riding to battle.

Especially when the opponent they face gives their service to evil spirits
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>>5264492

How will you approach the coming battles, Lieren?

>Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.

>Leave your sons to decimate the unsalvageable Angra population, while you lead the Pure Angra into battle for Arash' benefit and teach him the true might of Long-Jia

>Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come

>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons

>Write in

>>5264488
Also meant "Nearly all good, even virtuous qualities men could possess"
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>>5264495
>>Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.
>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264495
>>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264495
>>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into the open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264495
>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
>Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.
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>>5264495
>Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.
>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264509
>support
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>Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come

tIME TO use the ultimate superpower.
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>>5264495
>Have your sons join the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash
>Take advantage of your brand and draw the hoards into undefendable territory

We can kill them alone. Give us 50 of our sons and we will kill them all in a matter of an hour
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>>5264495
>Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.
>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264509
+1
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>>5264495
>Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come
Think our sons can handle both jobs, the spenta could have quite a few surprises in store plus I'm not liking the odds of the zorost by themselves fighting daemon engines with steel age militaries even if the daemon engines are primitive.
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>>5264486
>while Kanzeon lead a squad of your sons into the earth to reach Kanzeon
I assume the latter Kanzeon should be Anahita, kek

>>5264495
>Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come
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>>5264495
>Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.
>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264495
>>5264509
this is fine.
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>>5264495
>>Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come

changing vote.
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>>5264495
>>Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons
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>>5264495
>Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come
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Calling the vote now.

Have your sons join with the Pure Angra as they ride to aid Arash Zaandia in claiming his master's throne, so they are not shot on sight.:8

Take advantage of your brand, and draw the Angra hordes into open and undefendable territory. Where they shall then be crushed by their more civilized cousins and your sons:11

Delegate both the leading of the Angra and the destruction of them to your sons, as you journey back to make sure the Spenta temple is destroyed in the chaos to come:5

Total votes:16

So Lieren will first split his present forces, sending some of his sons to fight alongside the Pure Angra who move to aid Arash in his usurpation so they are not killed on sight, then taking advantage of his brand, draw the Angra hordes into an open and undefendable battlefield to crush them with the remainder of his Astartes in a single decisive (And completely unfair) battle

Writing now

>>5264718
Yep!
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>>5266076
Playing fair is when you have no tricks to play or need to win.
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However, it is clear to you, that the still barbaric and chaos enthralled Angra are remarkably stupid. And even if they are blessed by their repugnant "gods", they are still armed with the simplest and most crude of weapons compared to your sons, who are equipped with armaments and armor forged through knowledge and advance methods preserved from the era of humanity's highest peak thus far. Taking every precaution possible, is common sense, and to not do so against the slaves of darkness is utter folly, but even though you have yet to reach the pinnacle of tactical genius embodied by the legendary generals and warlords of the present era, such as Yin Lei or the sadly departed Yan Zihao, your great work to usher in prosperity and end tyranny has necessitated your study and on field experience with the ways of battle and deeper strategy.

But even an utter novice or a humble farmer taken and given the regalia of a general, would be able to realize what is all too readily apparent to you. Your forces hold an overwhelming advantage, greater than any battle you have taken part of before, even those foolhardy bandits who attacked you in the days of your tenure as the administrator of the Gao lands. The Angra are naturally stronger than mundane men, than baseline humanity. However, so were the cloned hordes of Nitya Sinha, and they were similarly equipped. They only remained a threat because of their sheer, all but immeasurable advantage of numbers.

Which the Angra do not have. All they have, is the potential to earn the attention and favor of the foul spirits they worship. And there is no guarantee they will lend these brutes their power or even "bless" them with their notice and watch their struggles in attempting to claim the prize promised for your death or corruption. They would become more troublesome, if they were given a boon by their "Divine" patrons, but as the war against the butcher, the hunt for the lord of the evernight, the scouring of the bask lords, and the burning of the messenger in the flames proved the tides of the great sea are not so indomitable and even the greatest of the beasts that crawl from the shores of the Empyrean can be subjugated and slain.

You look at your hands, contemplating how often they have proven that daemons and the moral, spiritual and mental corruption they embody can be bested and defeated. For, how many have these hands of yours personally subdued and executed? A proud smirk graces your features as you look towards the setting sun, as your sons stand at formation alongside the trained and tutored Angra you have visited and aided. Astarte and Angra both awaiting your next command as you look through the fog and towards the seemingly endless horizon.

For a moment, you imagine the shadows of six great figures befouling it, like mildew on an aged painting.
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>>5266165

And so, your smirk turns into a tenaciously cocksure grin, inviting the beings that cast those imaginary shadows to take their best shot and aim for your head.

"Arash Zaandia is in the process of rising against his lord, seeking his throne. This is a righteous usurpation, for the king he served is a tyranny by way of apathy, indolence and extreme cowardice" You explain, arms crossed and iron hued hair lifting and flowing on the wind like the mane of a dragon in flight, the scar on your cheek revealed through the light of the setting son as you grin only grows larger and more confident "I had planned for this, of course, as it serves not only Long-Jia but mankind itself that a more virtuous ruler takes the reigns of these lands. As was our assassination of those sects I deemed..."

You pause, seeing your father's visage in the rays of sunlight cascading upon you and shake your head, the bitterness of your oath and its necessity returning to sour your tongue enough to draw a sigh out of your lips.

"a risk of becoming a subversive element against the peace and order I and so many others have sweat, wept and bled to bring about" You calmly state as you take a single step forward and close your gold eyes "To ensure the Angra we've raised from their humble and brutish roots can integrate and survive in the society that shall be established from the ashes of the old, they shall prove their humanity and worth by aiding the heroic rebel in his cause, as the Vishnu once did in my own liberation of the Long-Jia heartlands from the cruelties and wild and abhorrent excesses of the Yan nobility"

"They will be shot on sight" One of your son's drawls, drawing his combat knife against the gauntlets of his armor, having chosen to carve bull horn's over the knuckles to further decorate his personal regalia "For these Zoroast, have not been shown the way of the Journey and still think all of these bull men are the same as their feral counterparts and that they are some breed of monster rather than a strain of true humanity. But, I'm sure you're aware of that danger, my Primarch. For nothing escapes your notice, as I have become all to aware"

He is Hector, taken from Creti stock. He refers to his gambling habit and rivalry with Chul-Moo when he speaks of nothing escaping your notice.

"Of course, the majority of our forces will be present to ensure they are not butchered by the same men they ride to the aid of" You say with a nod, subtly showing your approval of your son's decision to raise his voice and point out an apparent flaw in your plan without disgracing you or himself by insinuating that you were so foolish as to allow such a flaw into your plan to begin with or raising his voice brashly and insultingly. A sign that he, has began to adapt to your adoptive culture. Your smile grows less brazen and fills with a parental warmth in its stead.
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>>5266169

"A wise decision, venerable father" Hector says, clearly relieved that his assumption had proven correct, though it would be obvious it would be to anyone who knew you but there is no reason to point out such a trifling fact, especially in front of his brothers.

"Yes, the extermination of the degenerated Angra clans can be carried out with but a fraction of our current numbers, with fifty at my side, I could see them wiped from Shangrala within an hour" You say, making no boasts and speaking no lies

"Which would leave a hundred and eighty six to help the civilized ones not get slaughtered" Chul-Moo chimes in, lifting his eyes away from the lenses of his helmet, which he sets upon his knee "Considering Dae-Hyun is undertaking a covert mission of some sort, and Nikephoros is leading an expedition to retrieve another Archeotech vessel"

"And that would be more than enough to win the war for Arash, but that is not your mission. You are to ensure the Angra are accepted and understood, to protect them so the Zoroast may recognize them as men and allies" You reply "It is unlikely any of you will need to fire a single round in this conflict, but witnessing it may yet prove to be a valuable lesson. One can never know when a sudden insight will reveal deeper wisdom"

And with that, your sons and the newly trained Angra warriors depart to join the annals of local history, while the fifty of your sons who you have kept under your direct command ride with you deeper into the plains and meadows controlled by the corrupted Angra.

Of course, your sons are not aware, that the brand upon your brow is what draws the primitive warriors from their stronghold in the earth, away from the natural walls and pits that would otherwise serve a tactical advantage or as a brief fortification if they remained within it. And while cleverer and more shrewd servants of evil spirits may exploit the weakening of the veil brought about by the presence of your accursed mark, most of them are too blinded by greed and ambition at the sight of it. And though there is no mystical beacon set amongst the stars, as was the case during hunt for Kamal Kannan due to the interference and sorceries of Jian Qi, you are able to lead the Angra from their strong hold by coming within site of their great camp, revealing your forehead and shouting insults and taunts at them in their native tongue. They, for a time, shout back threats, curses and promises to feast upon your entrails as you still live, until their shamans and seers explain to the common warrior and brute the meaning of the symbol carved upon your head and the reward that could be won should your head be offered as sacrifice to their cruel gods.

Claims which you all too readily support, which is what brings them spilling forth from their odorous warrens and guarded burrows. They only keep sight of you, as you slow your pace to allow them to remain just out of reach.
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>>5266172

Until you and your pursuers reach the open plains, where your fifty sons have been give an entire day to prepare. The once featureless, yawning fields of hardy grass and flat lands have been made into a trap filled gauntlet. Seeing the gruesome, sudden demise of the vanguard and most of the chieftains of the confederation of corrupted clans, only seems to encourage the Angra to charge forward with more fervor and excitment.

Charge directly into the fortified trenches dug by your sons, who rise from the mists like a host of vengeful spirits.

The battle is a slaughter, and does not last even half of an hour. The corpses of the Angra filled the craters created by the minefield and the stain the golden grasses of the plains that have survived the battle unburned red

It is a total victory. One even the old fox would admire.

What do you do now that the Corrupted Angra tribes have been ground into dust, Lieren?

>Rejoin with your sons protecting the Angra, and observe the manner of Arash's rebellion and victory

>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity

>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands

>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi

>Write in
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>>5266175
>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity
>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
The temple is on top of Anahita, isn't it?
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>>5266175
>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
>>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi
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>>5266181
Support.
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>>5266165
Also, does Lieren really not match up to the Black General or Old fox?

I get that he's never really focused on practicing or learning warfare as a general and instead focused on spec ops spear thrusts but I'd have thought that he has the experience and aptitude to have been able to match wits with the black general on the field of war.
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>>5266175
>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity
>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
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>>5266201
People that Lieren surrounds himself with tend to be incredibly skilled. Sometime they surpass even Lieren like Feng does. It makes sense because he hates being above humanity.
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>>5266175

>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity

>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
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>>5266213
Doesn't really make that much sense.
Attracting the skilled does, but because he hates being above people his own skill goes down?
Doesn't sound like our boy.

It's just surprising to me is all.
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>>5266201
>>5266213
>>5266221
While Lieren does tend to have very skilled and incredibly talented friends, it would also do to remember that he's incredibly humble despite being a primarch.

And that that statement came from his own thoughts. Despite Lieren having a strong sense of logic and reason, his sense of humility tends to win out when he compares himself to others, especially people he admires and knows to be a master of their chosen profession/ field.

Also, remember the revelation/ fragment of enlightenment that awoke his psionic potential and decide what his unique ability would be

"The forces that plague this realm, be they material or immaterial, beasts or tyrants are results of excess and intemperance. I empower my allies who in turn empower me. The cycle is without end and beginning and with it's power these threats will be made unreal. For nothing is real but what you create and what we create is reality. A reality where the flesh is denied rot, the blade is denied blood, the flesh denied hedonism, and the mind denied manipulation"

And considering that Lieren's "Golden sea" has only continued to spread and connect to more souls, including Psionically potent Aeldari and he has only grown more psionically powerful from meeting magnus and exchanging energy with a Goddess. And that he isn't particularly shy about praising others...
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>>5266245
Oops, made a mistake. The revelation was "The forces that plague this realm, be they material or immaterial, beasts or tyrants are results of excess and intemperance. I empower my allies who in turn empower me. The cycle is without end and beginning and with it's power these threats will be made unreal. For nothing is real but what you create and what we create is reality. A reality where the rot is denied flesh, the blade is denied blood, the body denied intoxication, and the mind denied schemes."

Not much of a difference, but I'd feel like a prat if I didn't point it out, since what I posted was the original Write in prior to its writer editing it. It'd not only rude not to post the final product, but stupid, since it was what made it into the update
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>>5266245
It's the thing with using Lieren as THE objective narrator, since his eyes are conceptually the perfect sword of truth against any lie.

So if he says something is true or false, we've no real reason to not believe him.
Also, huh. I thought that the golden sea was a deliberate connection that needed to be pulled on to get dividends.

If it's a passive one, then every member of the network subtly and passively improves due to their connection to one another, or just to Lieren who in turn is improved by these connections in a paradoxical self feeding style.

Shit, that's some fridge logic I never considered.
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>>5266175
>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi
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>>5266175
>>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands

>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi
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>>5266175
>>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
>>5266253
>Not much of a difference, but I'd feel like a prat if I didn't point it out, since what I posted was the original Write in prior to its writer editing it. It'd not only rude not to post the final product, but stupid, since it was what made it into the update
I was unhappy with that part of the write-in even after revising it, feel free to retcon what you want to make it flow better. I'm just glad it all worked out to the degree it did lol.
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>>5266181
Changing the first part with
>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi
Kanzeon can handle herself, we got to clean up the corruption.
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>>5266175
>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity
>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
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>>5266181
>support
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>>5266175
>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi
>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity
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>>5266175
>>Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi
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btw Malal if 4chan goes down are you going to move over to another site? Like Fiction.live or something? (askin because of the shooting thing in Texas and name dropping 4chan)
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>>5266175
>>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity
>>5267505
Odds of the site going down are slim to none. Worse shit has been tied to it than a shooting.
>Fiction.live
Call it akun
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>>5267505
If this place goes down then there won't be a site on the internet where he could write this.
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>>5267795
truth
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>>5267798
>>5267795
False. Sufficient Velocity hosts three
HUGE WHFB:Quests.
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>>5268068
>SV

My guy...
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Unwritten rule violation?
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>>5268098
nah you're not in any hot water.

SB and SV especially just have a really shit mod team and culture that'd stifle this quest into the ground, and ngl most participants would be banned due to various excuses
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>TFW we were memeing last thread about lieren undoing retcons and bringing back squats and found out like an hour ago squats are apparently actually coming back under a new faction name
Well son of a bitch.
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Oh wow. Lieren is now affecting IRL
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>>5268183
What about QQ?
Not many Quests there tho
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>>5268442
QQ is more smut heavy while having less awful moderation.
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>>5268068
I meant it more that if they are banning this site they would be banning all forum sites.
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>>5268183
What? What are those acronyms?
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>>5268659
Questionable questing, it's like Spacebattles but with porn and less shitty mods.
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To be fair the NSFW stuff is a different section from the SFW stuff.
Safeeeeeeeeee
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>>5268602
They're probably just using this as excuse to crack down in anonymous message boards, not all boards.
Intelligence agencies love online forums, they're great for gathering info and evidence in most cases.
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>>5268068
QQ has a decent one about the pre-Sanguinius IX Legion, but I'm very torn regarding the legion's special ability. On one hand, eating something's brain and gaining all of their skills and memories seems OP as fuck, especially when applied to psykers, but on the other I really like the idea that if a less-willful marine eats the brain of one of his more willful, dead comrades, the dead one can take over the eater's body. Makes the whole "they've only had one Legion Master despite him being recorded as KIA multiple times" thing a lot more interesting than just "a new marine takes the name."
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>>5268823
Thank you! Will check that one out.
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You know when we do join up with the Emps proper i kinda like the idea of Lieren disguising himself as a Custodes to keep up his tricky ways but also to observe other Primarch meetings on the quiet with his eyes. Give a fun chance for encounters to.
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Ohohoh..... Sounds like fun. We should train up our legion to do some compliance without us so we can go around doing this.

Wonder if we an convince dad to give it his thumbs up?
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>>5269189
Alpharius is going to sue.
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>>5269227
The panther and the hydra will become either mortal espionage enemies or best stealth buds. But, the most important question is this. Whose is solid and who is liquid?
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>>5269227
So will Vulkan. He traveled with the Emperor in unadorned power armor for a few years before reuniting with the Fearless (and renaming them).
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>>5269257
So what you're saying is.... We'll be serving with Vulkan for some BROTHERLY BONDING!
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>>5269284
I think that'll happen regardless. Promethean Cult vs the Journey debates will be fun.
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>>5269227
Alpharius and Omegon were gonna hate Lieren anyways.
He's the one least likely to fall for any of their ruses given he has bullshit detectors for eyes.
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>>5269730
That just makes me wanna infilitroll them more.
Especially since they're supposed to be impossible to spy on.
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So what primarch meeting are you guys most interested in reading. Personally I can't wait until we meet konrad or logar.
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>>5270195
Agree with both, but with Kurze especially.

As was mentioned in a previous thread, the Sevetar books were great.
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>>5270195
As above, Vulkan because we can compare philosophies.
Curze because Curze.
Morty because he's an even bigger challenge than Perturabo.
Corax because that meeting will bring up some uncomfortable questions for both of us regarding how to be a good person in this setting.

I also want to call Leman and Ferrus back and apologize for our "disastrous" first impression, as least as far as Long Jia social conventions are concerned.
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Can we restore Konrad's smile and optimism anons?
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>>5270403
we can at least tell him "Just torturing everyone and scaring them shit less doesn't work long term. you got to build them back up better if you want change to last".
Honestly I can see Conrad being the only brother Lieren hates. He is one of the worst tyrants even if he grew up on a shit planet.
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>>5270408
>every time Lieren looks at him he'll see a horrifically broken person spiralling into madness,
I doubt he'll hate him per say instead of the existence of Hive worlds.
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>>5270421
Yeah but he's also one of the worst kind of tyrants. one who punishes all crimes with torture no matter the circumstance. the man single handedly scared a planet into submisson.
Lieren will most certainly pity him but he can not let his crimes go.
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>>5270427
Well we should understand his circumstances, trials and seek to change how he approaches problems. Fixing his future sight would be a primary objective because it is the cause of his cruelty and his warped vision of the world.

Not by any action of his own.
Also we'd end up wrecking more than we could fix and whatever the Journey is it is pragmatic and adaptable

But the question is.... Can we reform a tyrant?
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>>5270546
the answer is yes if they are good at heart and have good intentions, example being Yan zihao
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>>5270403
Would Lieren even try? He's everything he hates in a tyrant.
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>>5270619
He's his brother, so probably, also will depend on us voters and I think it'll be too interesting not to try
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>>5270605
Kurze is an edgy boy that goes out of his way to fulfill his visions of a dark future because he can't accept that there was a better way than torturing people
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>>5270622
He doesn't think there is a better way, and that is the difference between us. If Lieren can show him that fate isn't set then he can be saved
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>>5270626
Well, it'll be interesting if he can be redeemed
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So we'll need to bind his visions of the dark future. Or at the very least let him know that what he's seeing is the worst possible one and he should avoid causing it at all cost.

...... Or find a way to give him an upgrade so he can see other better futures.
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>>5266175
>>Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity
>>Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands
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Damn machine spirits

Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait. Would've called it earlier today, but I got caught up in session 0 for a TTRPG game I just joined.. Enjoyed all the discussion, btw
Meet with Kanzeon outside of the mines to hear of Anahita's condition, and meet her, if she remains a friend of humanity: 7

Take your fifty sons, and while the war travels across the lands, personally see to the destruction of the Spenta temple, to keep them from unleashing their devil cages upon the lands:10

Explore the Angra warrens, sending your sons away so you can investigate the land for chaos corruption and Malevolent Qi:6

total votes: 14

So Lieren will explore the Angra warrens alone, searching for and destroying any corruption/ malevolent qi he finds, and then meet with Kanzeon, and confirm if Anahita is still a friend of humanity or not, and deliver a promise to meet with her if she is, before leading his sixty sons into scouring the temple of the spenta, to ensure no devil cages are unleashed upon the land

Writing now
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>>5270772
>So Lieren will explore the Angra warrens alone, searching for and destroying any corruption/ malevolent qi he finds, and then meet with Kanzeon, and confirm if Anahita is still a friend of humanity or not, and deliver a promise to meet with her if she is, before leading his sixty sons into scouring the temple of the spenta, to ensure no devil cages are unleashed upon the land
We really couldn't agree on a single course of action, could we?
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"Something feels wrong" Hector whispered, his voice scarcely heard over the shrieking winds rushing through the smoke shrouded valley that served as the site of massacre for the barbaric mutations of the "Angra", Bolter slung across his chest and one hand rapping against it in anticipation for further conflict. Chul-moo, one of his closest brothers even amongst the second legion sat on his haunches, idly tuning and adjusting his laser rifle, seeming to admire the strange and arcane technologies used in its construction.

"Reminds you of the rat ways, doesn't it?" Chul-moo barked, the hissing of his cybernetic lungs clear beneath his breath "A hive of foul mutants, strewn with filth and malignant odor. Don't fear for our genesire, brother, you've seen him in battle, haven't you? are at least sparred against him? Even if some remnants of that horde we crushed remains within the walls of that primitive settlement, Pater Lieren will grind it beneath his heel"

"I don't fear for our primarch" Hector snorted, shaking his head before remembering the lessons of etiquette he had received before the journey into the unknown regions of Shangrala "I would not insult him in such a way, for I respect him more than I cherish life. What I spoke of, is that the air here is...wrong, and not in the manner you speak of, Brother Chul-moo"

His brother astartes was silent for some time, rolling a piece of grass between his armored fingers.

"You're sounding like a psyker" Chul-moo chuckled "You're mind is wandering, creating threats where there are none. That unease is caused by the knowledge we stand before a site of great abomination and monstrosity. Like those sewers that took my lungs. Its your conditioning speaking, nothing more"

Hector said nothing, only looking towards the silent gates of the tribal city their latest opponents had been drawn from.

"You're right, I'm imagining danger where there is none, deceived by my own over tuned instinct" He said, more to ease Chul-moo and keep from drawing unwelcome scrutiny upon himself than actual belief, something in his gut told him this wasn't right, instinct growled in his ear that something was deeply, terribly wrong with this place, beyond the physical corruption of its late inhabitants. Something unnamable, something that he could not accept to exist beneath the same heavens as he while he still drew breath. Something so truly abominable and horrid, it made his eyes ache just to stare upon its resting place from a distance.

"Besides, our orders are to wait for father to return from his investigation. To ignore a direct command from our primarch would be...well we've gotten away with more insubordination than most other astartes could afford, but that is no reason to press our luck and risk drawing the ire of our genesire" Chul Moo laughed, placing a reassuring arm over Hector's shoulder "If you must worry, worry by keeping overwatch, as we were commanded"
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>>5270887

He wanted to say, that Lieren wouldn't be offended or angered by them leaving their posts to ensure his own well being, but Hector knew from experience arguing with Chul-Moo would just waste time, and end with either a migraine or a fist fighter. So he kept quiet, and kept his eyes trained on the city and its earthen walls, searching for the source of his disquiet, while the rest of his brothers held their posts, not moving an inch from the positions entrusted to them by their genesire.
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The evil spirit lurking beyond the veil within the Angra warrens, was a lesser opponent than the devils you have faced before. Though it styled itself a lord and surrounded itself with pettier spirits and new born devils, the self proclaimed Shepard of barbarity was an easy threat to squash. Overconfident for its level of strength and lacking the patronage of any of the six known patriarchs of discord, you were able to best it with a single move, cutting its bovine head from its shoulders with a single strike, having snuck your blade beneath its raised arms to slice through its neck as you lunged towards it. But, its mere existence was a threat to the lands and your sons. It spread corruption through the idols it had demanded be constructed in its honor, decorated with warpstone and symbols of spiritual corruption, damnation and hidden malevolence. Idols whose destruction by fire you used to excuse the time you spent scouring the warrens of the corrupt Angra and battling the devil that had been summoned by their sinful, near animalistically brutal ways and threatened to incarnate upon the mortal plane if it had been allowed to gather power through sacrifice and mislead faith.

In a manner similar to the unseen master. You had little doubts it had been tutored by a similar beast, an ally to or even that spirit itself, in the manner which to gather power and strengthen its hold upon the material realm. Perhaps, if it had been allowed to gather its strength and consume the whole of the Angra subspecies into its worship, it would've risen as a scion of Jian Qi's endless manipulations and self defeating machinations. But, you had impeded that "destiny" by severing its head, and ending it ambitions quickly and decisively. Perhaps, even now, it seethed in impotent rage that it was denied its promotion and glory, knowing all to well the patrons whose favor it sought had not even deigned to so much as glance in its direction as it confronted you.

It would've been pitiful, if it was not a force of active malignance and evil. The journey back to the valleys of mine and quarries, where the Spenta temple sits nestled in the center of, is peaceable. Primarily because the only Angra that remain in the region are aligned to you and your goals, and that the Zoroast are a sensible and logical people even if they are nearly as religious as the Shuni or Bask and as such know not to bother, threaten or even approach a band of fifty armored giants riding together
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>>5270888

That, and any general foolish enough to challenge such a force, was kept occupied with the ongoing war that would most certainly lead to the untimely demise of any man stupid enough to think to challenge your valorous and indomitable sons.

To your relief, Your party is met by Kanzeon and the ten sons who accompanied her into the depths of mines at the border of the fief of Arda Sirwala. None of them are harmed or injured. The palable sense of relief washes over you like a cool breeze, lifting your lips into a thankful smile as you ride to meet your beloved, who stands with her arms crossed before your sons who know her to be their mother. Nikephoros and the other nine veterans take command of your fifty sons with as much ease as a bird takes to flight, leaving you alone with Kanzeon upon a lonesome hill overlooking the mountain honeycombed with mines active and abandoned and open air quarries.

"You're wondering about my sister" Kanzeon says, with a slightly teasing cheerful tone, doing away with all your fears arisen from your analytic mind dreaming up worse case scenarios and dreadful tragedies as you were kept apart from Kanzeon "There was never any reason to worry, Anahita is diligent and down to earth to believe in the false promises and temptations of thought form parasites. She...hasn't lost her sense, like Kuan im or Avalokiteśvara had, Like Mari and Al-Uzza, she slept through the eon's peacefully"

"I am glad, my fears did not become reality, losing another sister in law would've wounded my heart too gravely after all the sorrows I have endured as of late" You sigh, and Kanzeon pulls you into your arms, holding your head to her shoulder as you relax in her embrace "It is a mercy, that she was not ruined and taken by wickedness to be set against us"

"Anahita, as you said when poor Bai gave his life for the dream we share" Kanzeon whispered softly and comfortingly into your ear "Would not betray me, or us. And you're luck you came as late as you did, a day earlier and you'd have met me when I was very fucking furious"

You do not need to speak, to ask her why, and look to her with concern

"Those morons who abandoned her, the Spenta, they were close to reaching her. She had kept them at bay with her own automata, but their scouting parties had gotten way to close for comfort" She says, and noticing the chilling and hardening of your expression sighs, holding to you more tightly "And you intend to see them hung for that, threatening my sternest sister while we didn't even know she still lived"

"And I know you wish to do the same" Is all you say

"Of course I do, I've lost too many sisters this way to simply shrug my shoulders and forgive an attempt at subverting them" Kanzeon says with a smile that hides a truly terrifying quantity of anger
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>>5270890

"But, I knew you and she would worry if I ran off to punish those bastards on my own, and besides, those brats closed their temple's gates the moment that war you plotted began so I figured I'd best wait for you to return to me, my scholar, so we may split that stronghold open and show those morons exactly what kind of enemy they made for themselves by trying to corrupt another of my precious sisters"

"And people say my smile is predatory" You say as you witness your betrothed's malicious grin "But, before we carry out our retribution against the thralls of our great enemy, how did"

"I told the lord of these mountains what we were searching for and why, told him about my past" Kanzeon says dully, with a smug smirk replacing her vicious grin "Turns out, that there was no need for deception and intrigue or sneaking into his mines, He just allowed us in when I told him my sister needed help. Sometimes you overplan things, love"

"I take the most efficient option so long as it aligns with my morals and beliefs" You defend yourself, which only makes Kanzeon giggle and hug you tighter, which makes you chuckle despite yourself, and return her embrace with equal vigor.

"I've seen you fight, deny it all you want, but you have the heart of a playwright and all their sense of dramatics" She sneers, running her fingers through your iron hued hair, twirling and brushing as she lifted her hands "Now, how shall we exact our revenge on those unappreciative bastards who left my sister to rust in the ground the moment her manufactorums ceased to function and only sought her out again so they could enslave and break her?"

Kanzeon's emerald green eyes, looked terribly dangerous narrowed as they were now, set above a smile that showed more fury than joy,

You look into her eyes, to calm and reassure her as you brush you hand across her cheek. She grabs ahold of it, and keeps it in place, as she nearly sits astride atop you.

"With the majority of my surviving sons escorting the Angra to aid our friend Arash, we are left with sixty space marines" You say in a calm, measured tone "You and I make sixty two. And while we are both worth more"

"Despite being a colony ship, I outmatch any vessel still in the quadrant, besides my sisters of course" Kanzeon boasts, leaning closer, her eyes seeming to glow "And you're just as dangerous and destructive as I can be"

"When I must be" You say with a nod as she places a hand upon you cheek and both of your hold the other's gaze, motionless for a moment "But, even lions can be devoured by a horde of rats"

"Tch" Kanzeon scoffs lifts away "You really adore that idiom, don't you? But, I can't argue against your decision to be cautious"

Her eyes settle on the brand on your brow, and she lifts her fingers to trace them over it, careful not to touch it, fearing she'll hurt you if she does.

"Especially since I couldn't bear to lose you" She purrs, wrapping both her arms around you once again.
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>>5270891

"Nor I you, that is, why despite my great strength, I never take unnecessary risks" You say as you massage her back, to reassure her and soothe her

"Says the man who throws himself through walls like a cannonball" She teases, pinching your ear

"That was one time!" You argue, laughing

How do you assault the Spenta base Lieren?

>Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.

>Infiltrate, sow dissent, kill the leaders, lead them into destroying themselves.

>Have Kanzeon pick up Dandan, her artillery and the Steel giants, and use overwhelming fire power to turn the temple into a glass plain. When dealing with such corruption, total destruction is the cure.

>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them

>Write in

Sorry again for the wait, figures the machines spirits would rebel RIGHT as I was finding my grove again.
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>>5270892
>>Have Kanzeon pick up Dandan, her artillery and the Steel giants, and use overwhelming fire power to turn the temple into a glass plain. When dealing with such corruption, total destruction is the cure.
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>>5270892
>>Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.

Lets just go and have some fun.
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>>5270892
so we can give them experience and strengthen relationships and purify the ground after.
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari visitors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them
after that
> Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.
> warn our sons that the enemy will have terrible warp powered machines. aka demon engines
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>>5270892
>>Have Kanzeon pick up Dandan, her artillery and the Steel giants, and use overwhelming fire power to turn the temple into a glass plain. When dealing with such corruption, total destruction is the cure.
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>>5270892
>Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them

While i am usually a fun of total destruction in case of chaos, the temple might have some human slaves in it. A physical and spiritual assault should break their forces, and allow us to see if they have another stronghold by looking around for information plus see if there are slaves.
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>>5270892
>"Says the man who throws himself through walls like a cannonball" She teases, pinching your ear
>"That was one time!" You argue, laughing
Kek. Pappa Lieren has a ton of funny stories to tell his sons and brothers.
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>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them

>Write in: And while they're reeling. Send our sons in a surprise assault kitted out to counter daemon engines.
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>>5270892
>>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them
>Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.
A Healthy mix of the two.
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>>5270892
>Direct
>Spiritual assault
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>>5270892
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them
Literal mind war
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>>5270892
>>Infiltrate, sow dissent, kill the leaders, lead them into destroying themselves.
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>>5270892
>Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them
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>>5270892

>>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog, and the Aeldari visitors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them.


>Directly, Kanzeon is right you two and sixty of your sons are more than anything on this planet can resist.
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>>5270892
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog, and the Aeldari visitors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them.
>Directly, Kanzeon is right you two and sixty of your sons are more than anything on this planet can resist.
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>>5270892

>Have Kanzeon pick up Dandan, her artillery and the Steel giants, and use overwhelming fire power to turn the temple into a glass plain. When dealing with such corruption, total destruction is the cure.

>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them

Personally I'd prefer orbital bombardment but that doesn't make sure everything is clear.
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>>5270892
>Directly, Kanzeon is right, you two and sixty of your sons is more than anything on this planet can resist.
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them
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>>5270892
>A spiritual assault, utilizing your psyker sons, the Wanderers in the fog and the Aeldari vistors. Make an opportunity to teach your psionically gifted sons that the Aeldari are not your enemies, despite Kanzeon's dislike of them
>Assault the Spenta base directly but have Lieren stay in reserve unless necessary to avoid endangering his forces from his brand creating a breach in reality.
I'm thinking Kanzeon, eldar, psychic sons, and the rest can clean up the Spenta with little to no issue and possibly rescue any prisoners or find useful information. Only reason why I don't advocate the bombardment is that possibility of survivors or useful information.
Lierens brand could cause the attacking force to suddenly have to start ripping through a daemonic incursion which may force Lieren after the fact to break his promise to dad so because of that he should hold back unless necessary, he can still observe and direct the forces from the reserve point, hell he could astrally battle in the warp to intercept warp fuckery without risking a warp breach.
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>>5270892
>Infiltrate, sow dissent, kill the leaders, lead them into destroying themselves.
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Sorry for the long wait. I've just really haven't been feeling well at all, and that was combined with the regular machine spirit issues. But, I'll call the vote and write the update come morning. Really sorry to make you all wait
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>>5275757
well here's the vote then
Glass it 3
Direct assault 10
Spiritual assault 12
Infiltrate 2

Write-ins
warn our sons that the enemy will have terrible warp powered machines. aka demon engines 1

And while they're reeling. Send our sons in a surprise assault kitted out to counter daemon engines. 1

have Lieren stay in reserve to stop the brand from acting up. 1
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>>5275757
S'good homie. Do whatcha gotta do.
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>>5275757
All good Habibi
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>>5275757
Your health comes first man, don't worry about pushing an update out until you feel better.
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>>5275889
I really appreciate the assist.

With a total of 18 votes. That means a combination of a spiritual and direct assault will be performed against the Spenta base.

I'll write the update in a couple of hours, after I've finished with a couple of errands.

>>5275897
>>5275973
>>5276301
Thanks
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Writing now. Know it has been a lot more than a couple of hours, but those errands took longer than I expected and I ended up taking a nap after I finished them.

Sorry
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>>5278880
We'll always wait for ya homie
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While Kanzeon is correct, that the two of you as well as sixty of your noble warrior sons is more than any native force of men and arms upon Shangrala can resist, except perhaps the imperial armies of long-jia and the numerous weapons and vehicles of war you have given to them, the foe you face is not solely a material threat. The Spenta are a sect of sorcerer with a prospenity for caging evil spirits and devils in cages of irons. While they lack the high technology those enslaved to the dark whims and ambitons of the butcher king had access to, a devil cage is a devastating weapon even in its crudest form and the mystical thinning of the boundaries between the worlds of men and spirits brought upon by the curse embedded within the scar tissue of the mark set upon your brow by the will of all six known and active Patriarchs of discordant spirits will only allow them to create greater quantity of and more terribly powerful devil cages with which to unleash upon your astartes and the innocent men and women of the wider Zoroast lands. Or worse, allow the wicked spirits they cage within to manifest into the waking, material world before they are changed with spells and blood sacrifice.

However, that does not mean a direct assault cannot be performed. You are more than a physical foe yourself, being second in potency as a psyker only to your father and your brother magnus amongst those you have become acquainted with thus far at least. And your brand of pyskerism is considered strange by those who are your senior in the practice of wielding the force of ones own will and soul. Thus, while your direct presence upon the field against opponents who wielded the winds of the Emperyean would endanger not only your soldiers and the world, but also the oath of secrecy you have sworn to your father, you can still lend aid to your sons without actively being present and thus weakening the immaterial veil between reality and the immaterium.

You sigh heavily out of your nose, as your planning brings to mind several obstacle presented by the most efficient and effective means of carrying out a two pronged assault, divided cleanly between a physical and direct assault as Kanzeon advises and your sons would surely be able to carry out on their own. But, as a father and man, you feel it would be shameful to not lend aid to one's own men and especially one's own kin. Could you even call yourself a man, if you left your wife and sons to fight on their own? Which is why you will fight for them in the astral plane. But this is where the difficulties in this plan arise.

While your sons have thus far proven as loyal as sons are expected to be to their father, showing more filial piety than most men would, and would thus believe any excuse you concoct to explain why you will not take to the field, but rather lend support with psionic abilities and those of your sons blessed to share your gift, whom you will recall and reunite to partake in this endeavor.

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>>5278923

A new difficulty arises, as your Aeldari friends who follow the journey and have given their lives, or at least their mortal vessels considering the Soul gems they all wear, for Shangrala and her people. But, the last you saw of them, Carys and Folant, and the other leaders of the force, spoke in vagaries of concerns and fears they held towards your sons. Or rather your father's teaching and the belief of humanity on terra concerning them. And you have seen the disgust, contempt and outrage your sons instinctively feel towards those they would consider as "Other". While you were able to lessen this xenophobia, through making them interact with variations of humanity and helping them forge lasting and true bonds with your adoptive tiger cubs to the point most of them no longer consider "mutants" so abhorrent to be exterminated on sight or hated just because they were different, they retain their outspoken hatred and disdain for aliens. or Xenos, as they refer to them, usually followed with filth or scum.

So while you are certain there is no one amongst your two hundred and forty seven sons presently in your company and command, would even think to harm a sub breed of humanity such as the tiger folk or terrorize and threaten a unfortunate cursed with a physical malformity by birth or exposure to the corruptive energies of the Empyrean, such as the surviving Yan descended from the late and great Yan Zihao, who all bare the all but peerless general's curious fox eyes, you are also certain that these sons of yours, who can be so gentle and caring, who have opened their minds to pursuits, hobbies and ambitions beyond fighting and dying to protect humanity and have grown all the closer to humanity for it, wouldn't extend the same protection to other races.

For, while they understand men come in many forms, they do not consider Xenos to be men, but rather beasts or monsters from how they have reacted to your stories of battling the Aeldari raiders and the lies you have woven to explain away the stranger opponents they have already met upon Shangrala. You can only imagine a volatile, and perhaps even deadly meeting, if you rely on the aid of the psykers amongst the Aeldari journey men. While there are psykers amongst the Wanderers in the fog, who are talented or skilled enough to be of use in this spiritual assault, many who are teachers and peers to the psykers amongst your astartes, you would be weaken your spiritual attack greatly if you did not call upon the power and mastery of the Aeldari psykers.

All of whom you considered friends. All of whom you would endanger by exposing to your sons, who have not yet learned that even alien life is of equal value to all others.

However, your sons are open minded, despite their programing and indoctrination your father thought to be a vital aspect of their augmentation and training.
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>>5278924

Perhaps, he, like Kanzeon, holds the Aeldari in distrust for the actions and deeds of their long dead ancestors, for the chaos and damages they sowed across the galaxy through their careless excesses, that, when combined with their vast psionic potential, birthed the vile Se Nie whose birth tore the galaxy apart and ended the ascendant Era of old man kind.

Bitterly, you mentally note that, ancients such as Kanzeon and your father, have every reason to distrust the Aeldari, for they knew those decadent tyrants who doomed countless of their own kind to the greedy gullet of the Empress of transient pleasures and joys. Who destroyed the world they knew. Who lead to the demise or corruption of their sisters.

"Even if the Eldar of the Craftworlds have changed, they endanger themselves by going too far in the other direction. I'd speak more kindly of the Eldar, maybe even call them their proper name, if all of them Followed the likes of Carys and Folant" Kanzeon says, startling you as she approaches you from behind "And, you're worrying too much, your sons believe your words as if they were spoken by a god. They practically worship you, they have ever since you told them you were proud of them. Imagine, being created for a sole purpose, to be lead by the man they were remade in the shape of, in the honor of, you're their template, the ideal they strive to reach"

"And I have shown them naught by respect, approval and admiration of them and their deeds. I have fulfilled their dreams of being welcomed with open arms, and banished all doubts of their deepest held fears, that I'd find them lacking, that I'd hold them with disdain or think them unworthy of bearing my genetic code" You sigh, your own worries being banished as you breath them out "They are my sons, and they seek my approval and while it is readily and earnestly given, I have seen how they fear failing me, and fear falling out of favor"

"See, you were thinking too hard again" Kanzeon giggles, pulling on your ear "You always plan for the worst case scenario, despite, knowing, the probability of most outcomes leans towards neutral, even considering factors as volatile as xenophobia and fear"

"I will only expose my psyker sons to the Aeldari, the rest will only know that we're lending them aid with our powers" You decide, as Kanzeon lays against your back and braids your hair, to help further sooth and calm you, banishing what worries remain in your heart and mind

"Yeah, that's probably the prudent thing to do. I've seen what they can do, I must say, your father is one hell of a craftsman, to create not only you and your brothers, whose creation was far beyond the capabilities of the genetic code artificers of my time" Kanzeon says lackadaisically "And to create lesser copies of your genetic code, including portions of the Empyrean energies that suffice your unique physique and anatomy, is a sign of a true master of tampering with the genetic code"
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>>5278925

She sighed and rested more of her weight upon your back

"Philotes and Albina would've loved your father" She sadly states, wrapping her arms around you

"I am certain they would've, he is a very easy man to love" You state with a warming smile "But I shall contact Carys, and allow my psionically blessed sons to meet the Aeldari and learn they are not our enemies"

"But may yet be your foes, someday" Kanzeon muttered under her breath

"Of course, and that not all Aeldari can be trusted, or even most, considering the chilly reception I had when I met with those who call Craftworld Kher-Ys their home" You agree

"Despite returning one of their own and saving them from a fate worse than death" Kanzeon grumbles as she moves her arms up to wrap them around your neck "Say, what are you going to tell your sons, to help break their coding and get them to accept the Aeldari as...well if not allies, than at least not as pest to exterminate"

A good question.

What do you tell your psionic sons when you convene with the Aeldari and Wanderers in fog, so they will trust the Aliens, Lieren?

>"Carys, and her followers, have aided me and thus aided in maintaining and ensuring the prosperity of humanity upon Shangrala. I know alien forms of life have wronged humanity and betrayed us in the past. But these Aeldari, have abandoned their homes and societies to become friends of humanity"

>"Alien, Xenos, other, these terms mean nothing. They are your equals, as they are mine. As is the worm in the soil, and my father on distant terra. All life is deserving of respect, for all life is of equal worth. Besides, they follow the Journey as well and hold me with great admiration. They have trusted their lives to me, as you have"

>"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"

>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do. If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you, and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher"

>Write in
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>>5278926
>"Alien, Xenos, other, these terms mean nothing. They are your equals, as they are mine. As is the worm in the soil, and my father on distant terra. All life is deserving of respect, for all life is of equal worth. Besides, they follow the Journey as well and hold me with great admiration. They have trusted their lives to me, as you have"
>And as much as they can be tyrants, they can also be virtous.
>"Carys, and her followers, have aided me and thus aided in maintaining and ensuring the prosperity of humanity upon Shangrala. I know alien forms of life have wronged humanity and betrayed us in the past. But these Aeldari, have abandoned their homes and societies to become friends of humanity"
>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do. If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you, and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher"
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>>5278926
>"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"
>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do. If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you, and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher"
Whether they open their eyes should be up to them, even if we give them a firm nudge by debating their choice.
In the end, we can only truly defend Carys and company, as the Eldar as a whole are... spotty.
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>>5278926
"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"

>"Carys, and her followers, have aided me and thus aided in maintaining and ensuring the prosperity of humanity upon Shangrala. I know alien forms of life have wronged humanity and betrayed us in the past. But these Aeldari, have abandoned their homes and societies to become friends of humanity"
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>>5278966
I support it.

The first is a good lesson on examining yourself and finding out bias or dangers that control you.
The second, yeah, eldar as a whole are assholes. but these are not assholes, completely.
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>>5278926
>>5278954
Actually, let me try my hand at a write-in
>”My sons, every life is equal in worth, and I would ask you to overcome your instinct toward these that you call Xenos. But first, let me ask you a question. How do you define humanity? The straight forward answer would be a human, and all its genetic variations. However, another could be that a man is one that is capable of introspection, thought and choices. I know you wouldn’t hurt an Angra or Tigermen purely because of their appearance, but would you do the same to one of these Xenos, without judging their character or spirit first? Like all men, they are capable of being tyrants or virtuous. Not only that, but the mistakes of an ancestors do not belong to their descendants, unless they continue that folly. Judge a man by who they are, not what they are. That is to say that there isn’t a reason to being wary, for it is harder for a virtuous man to come from a people that idolizes sin after all.”
>”The Eldari, like humans, organize in different ways, some more virtuous them others. Almost all are still haughty, seeing themselves superior to the rest of the galaxy, and even refusing to see danger or change their ways. Carys and her followers, they have abandoned the ways of their people to follow the Journey, risking their life and wellbeing for a dream of a future where all of humanity, no matter their faces, will prosper without oppression. They are friends of mine, and have fought against the Vishnu, side by side with the Wanderers in the Fog.”
>”But only a tyrant would force their path upon other, and I would be the biggest of them if I demanded my own children to listen to their parent without question. So I ask of you to think on what I say, and to debate me should you disagree with me, no matter how much”
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>>5278926
>"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"
>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do. If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you, and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher"
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>>5278966
>Support
All life is equal -squints at orks-, okay most life.
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>>5278926
>>"Carys, and her followers, have aided me and thus aided in maintaining and ensuring the prosperity of humanity upon Shangrala. I know alien forms of life have wronged humanity and betrayed us in the past. But these Aeldari, have abandoned their homes and societies to become friends of humanity"
all life is not equal.
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>>5278926
Write in:
>"My sons, though you may groan and roll your eyes at another retelling of my duel with Cui Fu. It contains a lesson that I feel is pertinent. As you know my sons my eyes see all, I can read the souls of those who fall beneath them, this was no different for Cui Fu. What made him different though my sons, is that when I read his soul I saw two things I thought impossible. A man who held the virtues of strength and loyalty above all else, he could not even conceive moving against those who ruled him even though he saw them as weak and unworthy; Just as saw that those different from himself as weak and sub human, he could not conceive that those he saw as weak and different were in fact both strong in other ways, and wanted similar ends to his own. This brings me to the second thing I thought impossible, pieces of his soul objected to it's own decessions. It agreed that Gao was weak and beyond saving, it did not agree that it was more virtuous to abandon it's loyalty to it's master in the face of someone you sought to make his people strong."
>"it is the same for groups of peoples my sons, before we were united again there were fractures among you all. You moved and acted as one, but internally you disagreed on the correct choice for moving forward. Today I must introduce you to allies of mine who have seen the truth of journey. and I must ask you all to hod your objections until after they have talked, I will take all of your concerns freely no need for politeness or respect."
>"Alien, Xenos, other, these terms mean nothing. They are your equals, as they are mine. As is the worm in the soil, and my father on distant terra. All life is deserving of respect, for all life is of equal worth. Besides, they follow the Journey as well and hold me with great admiration. They have trusted their lives to me, as you have"
>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do."
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>>5278926
>"Carys, and her followers, have aided me and thus aided in maintaining and ensuring the prosperity of humanity upon Shangrala. I know alien forms of life have wronged humanity and betrayed us in the past. But these Aeldari, have abandoned their homes and societies to become friends of humanity"
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>>5278954
>”My sons, every life is equal in worth, and I would ask you to overcome your instinct toward these that you call Xenos. But first, let me ask you a question. How do you define humanity? The straight forward answer would be a human, and all its genetic variations. However, another could be that a man is one that is capable of introspection, thought and choices. I know you wouldn’t hurt an Angra or Tigermen purely because of their appearance, but would you do the same to one of these Xenos, without judging their character or spirit first? Like all men, they are capable of being tyrants or virtuous. Not only that, but the mistakes of an ancestors do not belong to their descendants, unless they continue that folly. Judge a man by who they are, not what they are. That is to say that there isn’t a reason to being wary, for it is harder for a virtuous man to come from a people that idolizes sin after all.”
>”The Eldari, like humans, organize in different ways, some more virtuous them others. Almost all are still haughty, seeing themselves superior to the rest of the galaxy, and even refusing to see danger or change their ways. Carys and her followers, they have abandoned the ways of their people to follow the Journey, risking their life and wellbeing for a dream of a future where all of humanity, no matter their faces, will prosper without oppression. They are friends of mine, and have fought against the Vishnu, side by side with the Wanderers in the Fog.”
>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do. If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you, and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher"
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>>5278926
>"As I gaze upon my most trusted allies, Carys and her companions, I am reminded of the parable of the melon in the market."
>"A laborer, looking to sate his hunger, ventured into the local market. He came upon a vendor, his stall filled with only the most unpresentable melons. Despite his inclination to leave, the most hospitable vendor implored him to try a sample of his wares. Wary and hesitant, he partook of a small, blotched melon, ripe with creases and scars. As he dined, he found the melon not only suited his palette, but bestowed upon him a remarkable clarity and strength. His silent chastising of his earlier assumptions was broken only by the soothing conversation between himself and a newfound friend."
>"Carys and her retinue have proven themselves ardent followers of the Journey, if not stalwart allies of Humanity as a whole. This is despite the great personal cost to themselves, bearing in mind the perils of their journey to this land and their subsequent ostracization by their kin. Had I simply assumed them the enemy, the barbarian hordes of the hordes of the Vishnu may well have taken a greater toll on Long-Jia then we would be able to recover from."
>"I cannot force upon you acceptance of these far flung allies, even if I do suggest it with great fervor. But I would be remiss in failing to ask of you, my loyal and faithful sons, to gaze inwards and ask a simple question, "Are my prejudices born of my beliefs and knowledge, or are they the fruit of a foreign seed?""
>"I would also invite any and all who oppose this..."fraternization" to a friendly debate in the forum of their choosing. I have no doubt that we would all have much to gain from such a meeting of the minds."
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>>5278926
>>"Alien, Xenos, other, these terms mean nothing. They are your equals, as they are mine. As is the worm in the soil, and my father on distant terra. All life is deserving of respect, for all life is of equal worth. Besides, they follow the Journey as well and hold me with great admiration. They have trusted their lives to me, as you have"
>>"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"
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>>5278926
>>"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"
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>>5278926
>Write in
Sit our pysker sons down and time for a quick memory share, show the battle of us vs the Dark Eldar lord. But also show the rescue of the Gem. Show us talking to it leaving out some details, give them gentle perspective.

Finally show them the Eldar coming here and exiting those Eldar whom now work alongside us, show them how we know the truth and that the Journey reaches all even those Eldar wise enough to listen, name how they aided us in the past.

The Journey welcomes all, while not all life is worth sparing they are worth giving a chance. Humanity will be united upon the Journey and those whom join us and follow its tenants in deed as well as thought may we'll join us in the light of progress
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Lads don't say ALL life is equal, say all life deserves a chance. It's an important distinction. There are still vermin and wretches out there, some things are to far gone. Like how foe and enemy are different we must show them some xeno are the same; not always enemies but foes and those you can make peace with building onward upon the Journey together
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>>5279576
We're telling them that all life is of equal base value, there are still factors that lower the value of one's life and our sons know that. Nitya was someone who's actions lowered the value of their life to the point where it was pretty much forfeit.
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>>5279576
All life is equal is one of the tenets of the Journey anon.
You are them supposed to judge it after that.
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>>5279560
Support
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>>Share our eldar memories. Show our fight against the Dark Eldar and knowledge of Commorgah, an infinitly large empire untouchable. The arrogance and blindness of the craftworlders. Show them the fall of the Eldar.and
Isha and how she will be the greatest weapon against Nurgle. How she will restore even the dea
The value Carys and her fellow followers of the way cannot be denied as assets against the forcres that stand against us, and the conversion of the craftworlders. Many will ride against hell to rescue their mother. And even more will commit the unthinkable to save their soulsfrom being eaten by rape ape.

>> My sons. You were bred for war. You were made to fight for humanity. Thus I shall show you the theater we find ourselves in. Our enemies aren't the haughty isolationist space truckers though they are sly and devious. Caught up in visions and nostalgia. Our true foes are the ones who will undermine us from the inside. Not the ones who stand to gain everything from mankind's assencion.

And when the Word Bearers meet our Bois. We shall. See them for what they are. Foolish catpaws primed to destroy everything we hold dear.
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>>5279998
>Word Bearers
Honest to God, I think there isn't a single iteration of the XVII Legion Lieren is going to like
>Pre-Lorgar they're a bunch of zealous hypocrites who mindlessly destroy anything they deem (ironically) heretical to the Imperial Truth
>Post-Lorgar pre-Monarchia they're God Emperor worshippers who have just shifted their pre-Lorgar iconoclasm to be focused through a foolishly theistic lens
>Post-Monarchia they're Chaos-worshippers

They're doomed to be our least-favorite nephews.
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>>5278926
>"Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout? Is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true? Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind. All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate? Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs. I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to"
>"Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples. She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship. They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do. If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you, and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher"
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>>5278926
this >>5278966

They must learn to watch and judge individually.
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Does anyone happen to have that PDF of collected teachings from the Journey on hand?
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>>5281964
Yes, but this one is a bit different than the last ones because I noticed I had put some things in the wrong sections right after I posted, so I edited the word document.
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Would lierren survive sitting on the golden throne for an extended period of time?
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>>5282035
Probably.
As a psyker I would rate us over malcador but Distantly from Magnus. I don't know if it hurts or helps the throne that our soul is constantly being destroyed and renewed.
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>>5282035
right now, >>5282042, but if we continue to refine our golden orb yes. theoretically speaking xianxia does not have an end point per say, meaning we would be beyond the 40k power scale should we train all day and night for years hyperbolic time chamber when?
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>>5282042
as far as we know it simply requires soul energy, and that is where the feeding of psykers into the throne comes into play
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>>5282042
If the Throne is a soul container. We could abandon our current physical one to fill it up. Thus becoming an even bigger self renewing flame/ lighthouse! Our weakening of the walls of the materium simply means we can burn ever brighter!

That would be an epic end game. To become the astronomican spreading protection and the Journey throughout the Imperium.
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How do you think Lieren would fit into the Horus Heresy? Methinks he is personally targeted for Termination from the onset.
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>>5282688
I think the emperor realizes pretty quick that early on, he wouldn’t be able to take down Lieren with the imperial army as is.

So either Emps postpones his reunion with Lieren to speed run enough forces to win, or takes the good luck and uses Lieren and his resources to expedite the crusade as much as possible, and maybe eliminate Lieren when he and his forces and legion become to worn out to resist.
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>>5282692
Ah I should have specified targeted by chaos and the traitors, not by Big E.

You right though, Big E wouldn't be able to take down Lieren easily at all, especially when Lieren has those truth-seeing eyes.
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>>5282688
Horus does something similar to what he did with Jaghatai and launches him as far away as possible because he could instantly identify the traitors.
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>>5282688

An all assault on any Shangrilan colonized space, for reach with a spearhead Shangrila. Extermination and looting everything are the objective. Preferably betraying Lieren and the majority of his forces before this attack.
If the betrayal and the attack are sudden and a surprise, they have a chance to get the two prizes (Lieren and Shangrila). Of course who gets the prizes ? That's where any betrayal plan of the traitors against Lieren will backfire, because anyone that gets the prizes is in a far better position than the rest of the traitor brothers. Unless they are all okay on bending the knee to Horus even on this question.
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>>5282688
Well we won't be terminated like how the primarchs in current lore are alledged to have been at the end of the crusade, mainly because malal is working with old lore and ignoring some of the newer stuff. However if enough pressure is put on the emperor for our tech heresy, or if the xenos cooperation gets out, then we should probably worry
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait, wasn't feeling well again. Loved the write ins you guys came up with, by the way, excellent work and prose all around.

Alien, Xenos, other, these terms mean nothing...:3
-And as much as they can be tyrants, they can also be virtuous:1

Carys, and her followers, have aided me and thus aided in maintaining and ensuring the prosperity of humanity upon Shangrala...:4

Carys is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples...:9

Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout?...:9

My sons, every life is equal in worth, and I would ask you to overcome your instinct toward these that you call Xenos... The Eldari, like humans, organize in different ways, some more virtuous them others...”But only a tyrant would force their path upon other, and I would be the biggest of them if I demanded my own children to listen to their parent without question...:2

My sons, though you may groan and roll your eyes at another retelling of my duel with Cui Fu...it is the same for groups of peoples my sons, before we were united again there were fractures among you all....:1

as I gaze upon my most trusted allies, Carys and her companions, I am reminded of the parable of the melon in the market.... laborer, looking to sate his hunger, ventured into the local market....Carys and her retinue have proven themselves ardent followers of the Journey, if not stalwart allies of Humanity as a whole..."I cannot force upon you acceptance of these far flung allies, even if I do suggest it with great fervor...I would also invite any and all who oppose this...fraternization" to a friendly debate in the forum of their choosing...:1

Sit our pysker sons down and time for a quick memory share, show the battle of us vs the Dark Eldar lord. But also show the rescue of the Gem. Show us talking to it leaving out some details, give them gentle perspective.
Finally show them the Eldar coming here and exiting those Eldar whom now work alongside us, show them how we know the truth and that the Journey reaches all even those Eldar wise enough to listen, name how they aided us in the past.:2

Share our eldar memories. Show our fight against the Dark Eldar and knowledge of Commorgah, an infinitly large empire untouchable. The arrogance and blindness of the craftworlders. Show them the fall of the Eldar.and Isha and how she will be the greatest weapon against Nurgle:1

My sons. You were bred for war. You were made to fight for humanity...: 1

Total votes: 17

So Lieren's speech will compose of telling his sons Carys and her disciples are friends of his, and asking from where do their feelings of distrust and hatred spring.

Writing now

>>5279058
I've been anticipating Lieren's first encounter with the orks for a very long time.

>>5280067
And I'm really excited for his meeting with Two particular word bearers...
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>>5282822
>Stares in primal rage and disgust at two randos
>Treats everyone else pretty nice otherwise
>Refuses to elaborate
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>>5282825
Not two randos. Erebus and Kor-Phaeron.
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>>5282825
well yea, but to their perspective it will be random as to why it is those two in particular
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>>5282867
I tagged myself because I'm stupid :/
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>>5282822
>I've been anticipating Lieren's first encounter with the orks for a very long time.
>mfw it's just one full update of hysterical laughter

>And I'm really excited for his meeting with Two particular word bearers...
They're something I'm hotly anticipating. Typhon too, since he was turned independently and really early.
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I think I've finally got my mojo back after my power had began to wane. First long update in awhile. Its 11 posts long. Not the largest update in the quest, but its much larger than what I've written for a few months.
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Though Carys' eyes had been burned to ash and boiling aqueous ichor from being showered in unparalleled good fortune to be one of few to witness the opening of the eightfold path denounced and turned inwards upon itself, she could still see the world in blazing golden radiance and gentle silver shimmer. Indeed, the Former farseer who denounced both her path and craftworld, could see two worlds at once, behind the azure bandages she wrapped tightly around the disfigurement she wore proudly as the price she paid to share in Lieren's flash of enlightenment. Before her, the twisted and malign fields of Sha'eil and all its repugnant and treacherous inhabitants sprawled out and scampered over the arid lands of the region her humble teacher now wandered, in search for salvation and respite for one of the numerous sisters of his bride far more aged and ancient than himself, and with a far more cynical worldview and brusque demeanor. Indeed, some of her younger adherents, who had, perhaps joined her pilgrimage with less forward planning and thought than the more veteran members of her oft shamed and denounced cadre of self made outcasts, had began to wonder if perhaps the Tale of Lieren the wise and Kanzeon the sleeping maid of the wilds, was not a cosmic retelling of Lady Isha and Kurnous, a reweaving of the countless strands of faith that were once her solemn duty to observe so the path of fate may be shifted and changed.

Carys, had taken to pondering such fanciful delusions, to pass time when there was no other work to devout herself to, no virtuous duty to undertake no matter how petty or grand. For, even the smallest generosity and most miniscule cruelty could ripple outwards and effect the future in ways scarcely able to be understood, even by one as trained in the art precognition as herself. This was understood between the adherents of the Journey and those who followed the path of warlocks, though their view of this universal truth deviated drastically from one another. Her former peers, only sought the destination, while the worldview of the Giant of Nothing focused more on the path and means. Carys preferred the latter, for while she knew that every action she took had consequences, she had come to find death and the promised torments of she who thirsts had held no sway of her heart and decision making since the fateful day she witnessed Lieren's psionic awakening. For, even when she dies, inevitably, her actions in life will continue to affect all other things, no matter how small and impact they made while she still drew breath. Even the outcome they brought about, no longer held weight in her mind, only that she acted morally, virtuous and treat others kindly and generously without a thought. As the Journey instructed.
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Who could say, the fate of the human child who she entertained like a street performer with the merest display of her psionic power, a girl who held a latent gift as a pysker and hid it away in fear, dreading its discovery more than the war raging around her. But, the gesture had allowed the girl to realize she was not a cursed child born by a devil's seed, and that she was not alone in the vastness of the world.

Carys smiled upon this recollection, as she sensed a familiar presence appear by her side. Several in fact, emerging from nothing as if they had cast aside a powerful veil. Her smile only grew, as she heard her disciples joyfully greeting their counterparts amongst the Wanderers in the fog sect. The gusto and cheer with which they spoke their greetings and with which they were returned, showed the strength and truth of the bonds of friendship and comradery struck between them. She listened in complete silence and stillness, as her disciples met with the flock raised by the soul who had crawled back to life a thousand times and slipped from the jaws of Daemons just as often. Or, as he was known in his current incarnation, Guozhi, Grandfather Guozhi by most.

Carys frowned as she directed her attention to the elderly monk, who was accompanied by the twin spirit banishers but not the blind crone who shared her talent for spiritual site. At his side, a carefully polished skull was hung, with black pearls stuck in its sockets. A fragment of the reformed Necromancer lingered within its depths, clinging to existence even now, after he sacrificed nearly the entirety of his essence in a desperate attack against the husk soldiers spawned by the misbegotten bastard son and daughter of Kharneth. In the warp, Carys saw the skull rattle and whisper the dark secrets its owner kept in life, dreaming as its disparate parts were drawn back to the core kept and guarded within his mortal remains. A small, flickering flame followed them, another soul that had , thus far escaped the predations of warp predators. Yet, the old human seemed unaware of this and the other souls who remained wading in the golden sea of light and hope cast by Lieren's own ever burning spirit, who somehow not only continued their existence unmolested by the hunger and avarice of daemons and indeed treated them as their prey with the same fervor and glee many of them had taken to hunting beasts of flesh and blood in their lives. Something that should not be possible, but through trust and belief, had been made true.

Carys could not but help to feel smug, remembering how often she was scolded, insulted and all but threatened by her kinsmen for following a "Mon'keigh superstition", and now being proven right in her choice to devout herself to a Journey without end or purpose besides that which she herself chose.
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In fact, Carys was so proud and astounded by the sight of these departed friends of Lieren's, that it took her a moment longer to notice something truly disquieting within Guozhi.

The ember of his life was flickering, fading away. If he was lucky, he had a few more years left as the sage who revealed to the golden sage his talent as a philosopher and teacher. Soon, he would once more be cast into Sha'eil. Carys felt fear trickle up her back, soaking and taking root into her heart, fed upon worry as she envisioned the friend she had made upon Shangrala being torn apart, devoured piece by piece.

Or worse yet, captured at last by the changer of ways. Guozhi, immediately, noticed her distress as he pulled himself up to herside, sitting himself upon the windswept cliff where she and her own flock meditated for days, waiting for the arrival of Lieren and his gifted sons.

"There is no need to worry, oh most benevolent and fair of the maiden spirits" Guozhi laughed, hiding a dry cough beneath it, refusing to give up his jovial manner and dignified appearance in such a show of weakness "All things must one day fade and vanish from this world, Carys of Ulthwé, Nothing is eternal even within the heavens. But, even when all I am, down to the last mote of spiritual essence that carries my will is reduced to...no, is made less than dust along with any sign of my existence, my influence across the ages shall resonate to eternity. Nothingness. The void. I made peace with it. One day, I shall be caught, and made pay recompence for all my wily escapes from the jaws of devils and clutches of malevolent gods who think themselves cunning. As all my brothers were once caught"

Carys still said nothing, a storm of emotion rippling through her in a manner that would be found distasteful amongst the Aeldari of craftworlds if not dangerous. But she remained in control of her emotions, for it would be greatly foolish to allow them to come to master their host instead.

"I can only hope, I shall escape once or twice more, so I may witness the results of Lieren's grand yet selfless ambitions, the dream we have all come to share for a prosperous future and a benevolent world" Guozhi sighed, before snickering and smirking as he set the skull of Cai between the two of them, as Carys counted the spirits that gathered, as if they to had been summoned by the Giant to witness this potentially lethal meeting "And I must admit, I've been keeping away from my good friend and fierce rival on the board of Go, Wenyan of Nothing, since I fear he has infected me with the desire to see "Grandchildren' As old Guozhi, Har..Har"

"Though the efforts to set my mind and heart at ease have failed, I appreciate the attempt, my equal and friend" Carys sighed softly, turning to face the aged monk with a kindly expression nearly rendered sisterly by the depth of affection and care she held for the man
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"Fear is natural, worrying for that which one cares deeply for, is logical. To banish such things from myself, is to lessen myself. I fear for you, because I know the gods shall be cruel beyond reckoning if they caught you, who through his guidance and discussion, lead Lieren to becoming their truest and most stalwart fo...enemy within either reality"

"I did nothing of the sort!" Guozhi barks, slapping a hand upon the top of his comrade's skull "You know as well as I, Lieren chose and followed his own path, and came to despise the gods from what those gilded yet gentle eyes of his saw, scrutinized and thus understood to a degree no other could claim to hold. It's bad enough the man himself is so humble to insist upon calling me, a man he has surpassed in all ways, as his teacher, master or grandfather. And I fear no such torture, for I will not be aware of it when they catch me. I feel I shall become senseless and mindless with fear, when I at last meet the unpleasant fate old Jian Qi has been devising for me when I first refused his temptations many lifetimes before, Harhar"

"Your conversation with him in Gao's palace, rippled outward" Carys reminded impishly, tapping her staff upon the liverspotted head of the last Warden of mysteries "And so changed the course of all things. And you really must stop being so tight lipped about your past, especially around Kanzeon, it enrages her, and despite her motherly character, her fury is something to avoid"

"Bah, she wouldn't raise a hand to me, despite her fierceness and in spite of her bluster" Guozhi boasted, before his demeanor becoming solemn and his expression greatly sad, nearly stricken with worry like a victim of a fatal plague "And we should both be worrying about the safety of you and your students, Carys, I know you have become as devoted to the Journey as the likes of the black general or the slug of Gao's eunuch son, and thus know death is not something to fear or escape, but this meeting Lieren has engineered and decided upon is"

"Dangerous? Oh I wouldn't have ever considered it as such, he is only bringing a force of augmented warriors genetically altered with to become his sons, implanted with cybernetic and vatgrown organs, pumped with hormones, and indoctrinated to despise alien life and many other things so they may more effectively wage a genocidal crusade against the galaxy to reusurp the position their race once held upon it" Carys blithely answer, toying with her hair as Guozhi made a glum expression like he was sucking on an salted plum "And this is before taking into account that these same men, were taken from societies on a world consumed by war and abused and destroyed to the point that any life sustaining itself upon it is truly a show of the admirable stubbornness of Mankind"

She giggled and kicked her legs up and down as her voice turned to a playful singsong
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"Nooo, I couldn't imagine I would be endangered in the company of such men, who were reforged for the singular purpose of warfare and mass destruction on a universal campaign of slaughter and conquest!" She laughed merrily as Guozhi muttered in annoyance under his breath

"If Kanzeon would let go of her grudge against your ancestor's terrible folly and repugnancies, I think she and you would become fast friends, at least through a shared fondness for mischief and ridicule" Guozhi groaned, pinching at the wrinkled skin upon his brow

"Sweet Kanzeon prefers sarcasm and cutting wit, I merely seek emulate Lieren's playful manner of exposing flaws and weaknesses in the arguments and philosophies of others. I am not as much of a troublemaker as my reputation upon the craftsworld would believe" Carys said, mocking offense to make Guozhi laugh "But yes, I've been trying to befriend her, but her prejudices against the past are stronger than any friendly words, even if she has softened due to my great admiration for "Her scholar"

"Kanzeon is a jealous creature, in spite of her great age and wisdom, and I only speak this because I am well outside of her reach" Guozhi cackled like a jackal "And I suppose, I do worry too much, for you Aeldari, death is not the end. Those miraculous gems you hold, will preserve your soul, and grant you a longevity beyond imagining"

Carys said nothing to the old sage, but she knew her unspoken response was heard by him. What use is there in clinging to life? It was one of the first and most important teachings of the Journey. Her life would end, no matter what countermeasures or schemes she created to foolishly attempt to prevent it. The infinity circuit, a paradise fortress against the great universal fear of her people, now stood daunting on the horizon, a prison cast in shadows and wraiths who refused to relinquish their hold upon their material existence.

"They'll arrive soon. Lieren and his sons" Guozhi stated morosely "I know which ones he brings, for I had the honor of teaching them the subtle arts of psykerism by their father's own request, though I not as often as I would've wished and their studies were interrupted by necessity. But, while all of his sons hold to the journey as if it had fallen to their laps from the heavens carried by a beam of golden sunlight, I am not certain if they will not"

"Shoot me and my followers on sight out of reflex?" Carys asked comfortably "How did they react to the strain of Humanity, Lieren chosen to shelter and adopt as his own kin, when he introduced them as their brothers and sisters"

Guozhi's chest lifted and his youthful blue eyes blazed with a confidence few men held even in the pinnacle of their youth.

"Ah, how foolish I was! How Blind I have become. Age clouds these eyes of mine, that have observed the passage of time longer than most men could possibly envision!' Guozhi declared
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"You and your followers were never in any danger! For Lieren's dexterous tongue shall cast aside the prejudice and xenophobia his father has seen fit to teach to his valiant sons! I shall remain by your side, to observe and join in the assault of the great fortress of those who have sold themselves to the whims of the most wicked and evil of spirits"

"To laugh at Lieren's children, like the old fox you are" The young human known as Zixin snorted, who had remained silent despite listening closely to the conversation between the old monk and blind Farseer, even though he was blessed with an unusual talent for precognition himself.

"If they bully you, I'll break them" Meixiu said calmly, bundled in sashes and robes to keep out the harsh sands and winds from her delicate skin "Don't worry, Auntie Carys, I'll make sure you're safe"

The friendly conversation between Wanderer and Aeldari which had endured the grim conversation between Carys and Guozhi, ended then. As all present knew the Young girl was the strongest amongst them and could easily make good on her threat to "break" the Astartes riding to meet them upon this cliff's edge, if she were so pressed to.

Carys dared not look into her future. Last time she did, she saw a fate she had avoided the moment Guozhi found her surrounded by the corpses of those villains who slew her parents. A future, where Meixiu, without a teacher, tutor or patron, through brute psionic alone, managed to defeat the soul stealer who once squatted in the darkened lands of sands and schemes at the moment of his triumph. A young woman aided by crude hedge sorcery, overcoming a centuries old sorcerer blessed by tzeentch at the moment of her ascension. And in more than one future that would never be, the orphan girl had succeeded and dethroned the ascendant Black King by her own innate power alone/

Meixiu was a truly terrifying little girl, despite her cheerfulness and warm personality
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Through the fog and mist, the figures of Carys and her followers, and Guozhi and the strongest of the Wanderers in the fog sect, emerge from the gloom as little more than shadows. Yet, already, in the air you can sense the tension building, as your warrior son's well honed and naturally sharp sense immediately notice the differences in build, height and form between the psykers they know and the strangers standing beside them. And you would've been greatly disapointed if they did not notice the fragments of the Aeldari tongue spoken by your followers and Carys's. Immediately upon sighting the Aeldari, your sons are on edge, tense, and you can feel rage bubbling within them and seeping into the air like poison poured into the waters of a shallow well. They remain silent, but it is obvious they are only held back by the presence of the wanderers in the fog from opening fire and thus being recorded in terran history as the first of the Adeptus Astartes to shed the blood of another sapient species.
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Their fingers twitch near triggers, their hands gradually drift towards the handles of knives and axes, the hilts of swords and sabers, the hafts of spears and staves. But they do not move to attack. They simply stop abruptly and stand ready to strike, a predatory aura of killing intent shrouding them all. Your bowels tighten and constrict as a icy chill drops, as you recognize Meixiu's unmistakable potency through the fog. Even though you specifically forebade Guozhi from bringing her along on this outing, due to her age, as well as her the lessons she was taking in the Chen Dao Accademy! You stare fiercely at the old man, who for once, actively avoids your piercing, burning gaze.

"Venerable Father" One of your sons speaks, after the one sided stalemate had persisted for nearly two minutes, as all of the Aeldari sit serenely in a meditative manner, while only Meixiu shows any aggression amongst the Wanderers in the fog, the rest of whom match the Alien Journeymen's posture and manner.

"Yes, Hyun-Shik?" You ask your son, who is of Sheowl decent and wears a long mustache of similar style of Lai Song, though only half of it is as long and full as the Lord of Cavarly's own, as the bottom right corner of his face had been seared off in battle in the Vishnu's blood soaked capital. The rest of your sons are silent, but poised to launch themselves in attack, returning to their killing instinct in the sight of that which is so clearly "Inhuman".

"There are xenos sitting amongst our civilian support unit" He hisses over the coms channel to keep from alerting what he and his brothers imagine as an extraterrestrial threat "We must ensure the safety of our fellow students in the arts of psykerism. These Eldar beings are treacherous and crafty, so we must strike quickly before they can manipulate and subvert the valuable minds of the cultivators you have raised"

You resist the urge to roll your eyes, and the urge to strike your son for his impudence. Lightly of course. A slap across the cheek to scold him for speaking ill of your friends, nothing more.

"Sergeant Hyun-Shik is correct, genesire" Rafaī́l Táphos, a lieutenant of Creti decent, with grey eyes and sunken cheeks whispers like a ghost creeping from its grave "Worse yet, the Eldar have a farseer amongst them, a dangerous opponent of considerable psionic strength, they should be your target, to ensure a quick demise of the leader of the Eldar band..."

"Aeldari" You correct gently, patting a hand on both of your bold son's shoulders, as they nearly break their necks turning to look at you, baffled and stricken by great shock by your correction. In an instant, all of your son's eyes are focused on your back as you smile the smile so many men have described as being uncomfortably close to that of a half starved fog panther.
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>>5283014

But before the tension can raise any higher, or the confusion in your son aflict their minds like a fever, you step forward, pushing the fog away with a gentle form of the spirits touch technique to reveal the Aeldari and Wanderers fully as you hold your arms out in a welcoming, friendly gesture.

"And there is no need to give me a lecture of them, for I have known them as both friend and enemy" You say gregariously, eyes glowing with joy at seeing your students, though many of them bore scars from the war against the butcher king, even amongst the Aeldari present "Farseer Carys of Ulthwé is a friend of mine, as are all of her disciples."

Your sons remain silent, but you can sense their confusion turn to disbelief, and see the feelings of betrayal writ clear in their shoulders and eyes, but they do not attack or speak their anger out loud. They listen, respectfully, trusting you enough to hear you out, despite their instincts to act aggressively.

"She risked her life to share my dream of a world where all men prospered, free of oppression and needless hardship" You say in a calm, measured tone, speaking as a man of reason as you held your arms behind your back and turned to address your shocked and confused sons " They have given away all they held dear, to follow the Journey, believing my words as you do"

Some amongst your sons feel shame, others humiliation, others only get angrier, some feel a dark sense of amusement, others remain baffled. You sigh through your nose, and ponderously grind your heel into the dirt.

Lifting your chin and narrowing your eyes, you continue by stating sternly . If any amongst you think them to be our enemies, to their them untrustworthy or worthy of death alone, then I shall debate you"

A wave of fear washes over most of your sons. But, some remain bold in their conviction, and are not cowed by the threat of being verbally scolded and publicly humiliated in front of their brothers.

"and remind my impudent son why I am known as a great and wise Philosopher" You state, as Hyun-Shik, to your satisfaction and pride as a father, steps forward to challenge you, his father, while the rest of his peers bow away or keep their dissent to themselves, either fearing your contempt or wisely wishing to hear your full explanation before judging, or simply not caring enough to argue against you.

"Father, forgive me, But I can't stand idle by while you make an ass and fool out of yourself! These are Xenos tricksters! The enemy of humanity. They cannot be trusted, they cannot be bargained with. Every Xenos is a threat, and enemy to our race" He says, his voice wavering as he goes fights against himself to speak to you in such a discourteous manner
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"Eldar, particularly, are a treacherous enemy, for they will seek an alliance only to renege on the agreement and betray, for that is their nature, they see no value in human life and would happily sell millions of us for one of their own. They are heartless Machiavellian schemers, who subsist upon treason and falsehoods"

Even Kanzeon would be outraged by how poor of a light Hyun-Shik holds the Aeldari in. Indeed, even Kanzeon's scornful distrust, which even the Aeldari present have admitted wasn't misplaced and had merit, was so slight as to seem friendly in comparison to Hyun-Shik's seething hatred.

You smirk, and Hyun-Shik reacts as if you had just gripped him by the throat. A communal gasp drags through the air, as your gathered sons recoil, knowing that their brother has been standing in your palm all along.

"Fuck" He gasps, as if he were actually being choked, sweat already beading upon his brow.

"If I remember right, the 2nd legion has not had a single engagement with Aeldari forces, let alone Any xenos, presently, for I have heard stories and tales of my noble sons' every battle, triumph and defeat' You say coolly, stepping closer to your sweating son who has now clenched his jaw so tightly his gums are bleeding as he steels himself in anticipation for your rebuttal "Yet you seem remarkably well informed about this species that has not even approached terra in several millennium"

He whispers, but does not say a word, so you press your advantage and circle around his back, hands still clasped behind your own as you lean over his shoulder and grin.

"You have never met an Aeldari before, so Tell me, from where does your distrust and hatred sprout?" You coldly hiss, as all of your sons stand with rapt attention and Hyun-Shik Shivers and becomes drenched in his own sweat "is it your own mind, or a mechanical whisper disguising itself as instinct true?"

Your son begins to shiver and gasp, sensing his scolding approaching as all of your sons go incredibly quiet, and some go pale around the face as they contemplate your question and find answers they most certainly do not want to speak out loud or even admit to themselves. Unease settles, as your sons look inwards, and see the unpleasant truth to your words.

"Hating another for their birth, is foolish. To condemn that which you do not know, is to be blind" You say sternly by not harshly, like a teacher reprimanding a student out of necessity and concern, rather than an abusive and cruel instructor delighting in agonies of his charges. Yet still Hyun-Shik reacts as if you've beaten him, falling to his hands and knees to weep openly, blubbering the moment he hears your scolding tone.

So you kneel beside him.
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"All are equal beneath the heavens, so why hate someone who has given you no just cause to hate?" You say softly and lovingly, so as to assure your son you do not hold him with contempt or feel disappointment for him, knowing that your sons hold you to such a high ideal and with such great admiration a direct dismissal or reprimand is more damaging to them than any weapon or mental assault. His Psyche may be injured if you do not show that your harsh reprimanding is borne of concern and insights he has yet to grasp.

You grab his hand and hold it tightly, looking into his tear filled eyes as he shudders, joy radiating from his being as he sees you have not forsaken him or judged him unworthy of being your son.

"Is that contempt your own? Or words whispered in your ear by another? Decide your own path, and choose your beliefs" You say, quietly at first, before raising it, even though all of your sons can hear you. You place a reassuring hand on Hyun-Shik's back, as he rises to stand with you, but averts his gaze from yours as the rest of your sons stand as still as statues, digesting your impromptu lesson as you approach Carys and Guozhi, now placing your hands within the sleeves of your robes.

"I cannot do so for you, and only tyrants would attempt to" You declare loudly, and leave your sons to make their choice. Slowly at first, you hear them set their weapons to the ground, dropping their guns, some even throwing them forward. A few stab their swords into the soil. But, one by one, all of your psyker sons make their decision and choose their own path.

And join you upon the hill with Carys and her followers, they are welcomed by the Wanderers in the fog who praise them loudly and openly for their choice and their wisdom in following your example, for looking beyond what they had been taught and ignoring appearances and history to judge the quality of the Aeldari's characters for themselves. But, many of them are shaken, from being forced to confront and renounce their programing.

In a way, they have undergone a conscious decision to change themselves and open their minds, in a manner similar to yourself when you chose to become truly human. Hyun-Shik, at least, notices your smile beaming with pride, but does not understand the reason. It may not even be noticeable to their fellow brothers or even themselves, as all of your sons, despite their bickering and factionalism have remarkably open minds and deep wells of compassion and tolerance compared to their cousins, and had possessed such admirable qualities well before Dae-Hyun met you and they received portions of your worldview as a gift.. At least, according to their comrades who joined them on the journey. Some of the legions, from the accounts you have heard seem almost barbaric and cruel in nature.
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But surely, they shall be righted when they are reunited with their genesires, as this fraction of sons were concerning the pointless philosophical rivalries and infighting they had taken to after Dae-Hyun had delivered the wisdom you had imparted unto him. But, you had corrected their disunity, and returned them to the band of brothers they once were.

You could only hope, your sons present here, deciding to give Carys and her flock their trust and a chance to undo their prejudices, would spread throughout your legion. The fact you would have to meet with their brothers, whose disunity and self imposed distance from one another would only increase from the absence of several of their commanding officers and respected leaders, was one that weighed heavily upon your mind.

How do you lead the spiritual attack against the spenta, once your psionic sons have recovered and mingled with the Aeldari, Lieren?

>Wait until the battle begins and then ambush the Spenta forces from both sides, raining down psionic destruction through a combination of Wanderer and Aeldari techniques. Sow destruction amongst the devil forgers' ranks

>Meditate and gather as much strength as you are able tom, while your sons use their psionic gifts in the manner that bests suits them. Bide your time, and only join the fray if your expertise and power is required

>Enter into the Astral plane with Carys and a select few sons, and battle against the "extradimensional beasts" that are drawn to e trapped in iron cages.

>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.

>Write in
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This update was precisely 5300 words long.

Also, on the topic of things I am dying to write. Here's a hint for another I've been biting at the bridle to write.

See if you can guess what it is I've been dying to write.
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.

Best to call some allies, and attack the demons before they try to engage our valiant men and companions.


>>5283020
Some dastardly lords that fail hunts in the stars perhaps .......

A great update btw
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.

>>5283020
Round 2 >:) our batle shall be legendary!
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>>5283018
>USE OUR KNOWLEDGE OF wUXING TO PROTECT OUR SONS

Lord of the hunt 2, electric boogalloo.
And you know what would be even more unfortunate? Cui Fu trying to get his round 2, only to get kicked back into the warp again.

Remarch blueballed.
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>>5283018
>Enter into the Astral plane with Carys and a select few sons, and battle against the "extradimensional beasts" that are drawn to e trapped in iron cages.
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Man Lieren is gonna be so disappointed when he meets some of his brothers.
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.

> enter the Astral plain ourselves to help the benevolent spirits we call upon for aid.
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>>5283018
>>Wait until the battle begins and then ambush the Spenta forces from both sides, raining down psionic destruction through a combination of Wanderer and Aeldari techniques. Sow destruction amongst the devil forgers' ranks
>>5283020
I think it's the payout to a certain someone's round of soul gambling. Or maybe just Lieren meeting DEldar on Crusade.
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
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>>5283018

>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.

Minimum casualties, preferable non at all!
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>>5283204
We can fix them anon, don't you worry
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>>5283018
>Enter into the Astral plane with Carys and a select few sons, and battle against the "extradimensional beasts" that are drawn to e trapped in iron cages.
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
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>>5283254
Depends on if we are there when emps fucks up meeting angron. Also can't do much for lorgar (other than assassinate his abusive dad).
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>>5283018
>Meditate and gather as much strength as you are able tom, while your sons use their psionic gifts in the manner that bests suits them. Bide your time, and only join the fray if your expertise and power is required

>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
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>>5283368
We can always kidnap angron and remove the nails.
I do agree though that fucker has to be killed very early on
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
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>>5283397
I would like to prevent him from getting nailed via teaching him via the warp. That or finding him and just calling magnus are using our own psyker skills to free his ass.
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Lads we need to send a number of our boys home as soon as possible, not only to reunify the Legion but also provide more lessons for the other legions.

So we need to get dad on the line so we can firstly ask how he liked our book then secondly return the lads. Maybe even drop her m another piece of tech or two. I really, really want to see if the Thousand Sons, Warhounds, iron warriors and Chimera Legion have become bros
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>>5283495
we will be found soon anon, canonically after horus it's us
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We should hold a history class that highlights the fall of the eldar. That our sons may see them with contempt but also with respect.

That they may understand the heights they reached and the depths they've sunk to. Of how valuable they and their imprisoned goddess would be should they be turned to allies, and how their methods of traversing the webway maybe countered and mitigated. That we may not be always on the back foot when dealing with them.

It's one think to hate someone because you know their flaws as a people, their arrogance and inability to deal with reality. To see how they fall prey to the traps they themselves lay.
It's a totally different thing to simply class them under a lable.
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>>5283500
Canonically it was Horus, Leman, then the 2nd.
But we aren't the canon 2nd Primarch anymore and Shangrala isn't the world he landed on.
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>>5283505
Who knows? Emps has our coordinates and we have Archeotech Motherships x4.
And Eldar to act as Navigators/Webway guides.

Our sons and the emperor were still fighting on Terra. We could as easily go visit him as soon as we're done with our world if not earlier. Or we could pick up Magnus and Pert before dad.

Heck we could approach Mars itself as a power distinct from dad.

Wouldn't that be a twist?
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>>5283505
well, when visited leman and good old iron hands it was noted those two were the closest to us in space physically. So I don't think we need to worry about that.
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>>5283515
Last we saw from dad's side he was about to hit the moon soon. So he'll probably visit mars before us.
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>>5283515
If we build a big enough power source, we can tunnel back to terra via the golden dragon path, without using the emperor for help
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>>5283515
>We could as easily go visit him as soon as we're done with our world if not earlier.
Honestly, I'd rather not. Turning the star system (and maybe beyond if we have the time) into an absolute gem for the Imperium to find I think would be a better use of our time. It further demonstrates an independence and variety of talents that Big E looks for in his favored sons. I think the reaction to a part of the galaxy, even if it's just the system, that looks even a little like pre-Age of Strife humanity would be funny enough to warrant going for it.
Besides, Lieren is already a contender for favorite son, I'd feel bad for Horus if he stole the title of "first recovered" from him too.

>>5283528
Proximity doesn't have as much bearing on the order of recovery as would make sense. After Ferrus, Lorgar, Magnus, Dorn, the Lion, were all closer than Fulgrim, who was found next and the Khan should've been found after him. Hell, if Big E went by physical location, Angron would've been found NINE whole primarchs earlier, which would've made a fuckload of difference.
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>>5283588
Lieren is already the first met primarch since Big E portaled himself to Shangrila.
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>>5283018
>>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
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>>5283631
Where did I say he wasn't?
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>>5283588
Horus is right next to the Solar system.
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>>5283646
Yeah, I know. I didn't say that proximity was meaningless, I said it isn't as meaningful as one would think. Look at Ferrus on picrel. Caliban and Colchis are both MUCH closer to him than Chemos but nevertheless, Fulgrim was found next. He could've stopped at Prospero on the way there too, but didn't.
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>>5283588
gotta remember, the primarchs all didn't leave the warp at the same time.

so the emperor couldn't have found them based simply on where they were located.
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Picking up Magnus and little petey and goi g on a galactic road trip to see dad sounds like an excellent bonding experience
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>>5283018
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.
>Meditate and gather as much strength as you are able tom, while your sons use their psionic gifts in the manner that bests suits them. Bide your time, and only join the fray if your expertise and power is required
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>>5283689
that really depends if their both out of the warp already. I'm pretty sure pert hasn't emerged yet. Magnus might be out? but generally the emperor found each of the primarchs in their 20s/early 30s.
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>>5283495
>>5283500
>>5283505
If we spend some time engineering a powerful generator, maybe we can use it to power the portal again if dad is up for it.

The other anon makes a good point through. Our Aledari friends said they had no issue pointing us through the web way, so we can probably use it ask a shortcut to hopefully find our way back to Terra.

When we finally ensure that Shangrala is safe from the warp in its entirety (destroy all Chaos elements, strengthen weakened points of reality, destroy sources of chaos rocks, apply Null Denoucement charms to things), what should we do? Should we uplift Shargala further by improving its level of technology? Probably not but definitely complete our road and make sure the schools are up to snuff.

What should we do with the bodies Kanzeon's dead sisters? Should we put new souls in them, or keep them "dumb" but functionally the same as a ship? The former we could probably do, but might not be the most moral thing to do. Not to mention Kanzeon would disapprove. The latter we could probably make happen.
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>>5283679
But that doesn't explain why the Emperor didn't cast a wider net with Crusade fleets. One would think that the idea of a primarch landing on an already colonized Imperial world would be preferable. Lorgar, despite spending the most time in the warp, spent a much shorter time on Colchis. Imagine if he landed there and it was already Imperial space. There has to be another reason for the path Big E's crusade fleet took and the speed at which it progressed. Warp storms or something.

>>5283695
Perturabo is almost certainly out by now. Emps pacifies Luna in 798.M30, something we know he's almost done gearing up for, and Pert reckons he emerged from his pod in 792.M30.
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>>5283795
Also there's this thing with warp travel that you can be flung at greater distance that you wanted or even time.

In 40k psychic choirs are used to navigate in Imperium space and even then the territories of Imperium contains uncountable amount of xeno races that lives there simply because nobody knows they exist. In 30k Imperium has no such means to navigate on his future territories.

So saying that all primarchs were closer, doesn't meant shit to those who use warp travel as means of transportation
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>>5283858
Dude if it was THAT unreliable they wouldn't be using it.

Righf?
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>>5283976
It's the fastest way to travel in the galaxy, it's also has a lot of demons which can make the ride go fast, slow, fatal or corrupt the crew. Because of this Emperor tried to use eldars network to travel and break Imperium dependence on the warp travel.
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>>5283976
It's either that or no FTL.
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>>5283976
The warp is a plot device. It does everything.
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>>5283018
>Enter into the Astral plane with Carys and a select few sons, and battle against the "extradimensional beasts" that are drawn to e trapped in iron cages.
>Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.

I have been thinking about the webway and the golden dragon river and how the power costs make it cost ineffective and how despite Lieren having access to the webway thanks to Carys and friends the rest of the eldar regardless of sub type are going to get pissed if they learn of that happening and start a big war.
But what if instead we use the webway as a foundation and a path for the golden river in order to dodge eldar hostilities and all the other problems the webway has like daemons?
Wrap the golden river around it and it can just spiral in the direction you want while temporarily hopping over fucked portions of the webway and I could see that greatly reducing the power requirements.
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>>5283695
Both are out and we talked with them, thats why anon hjX+jxqh said that

>>5283784
Anything larger will work at intermittence, and it will require an in depth research larger than what we did with our Warp Anchors, it would take a few years.
If we want something permanent, we need a megastructure. And psionic power is needed in all cases. Preferably whatever we make is better to keep them in space, better security in case of warp energy releases.
We could though is full of risks even with help and guides, and they would grow further with more stuff we bring with us. The webway is a difficult territory to move in, and with a lot of eldar activity. Plus some parts are demon infested. Webway travel would be safer if a large state is allied with us, a craftworld like Kher Ys. Though any eldar we decide to visit need to be given the journey, it would make any alliance easier if they accept it.
Ensure it grows stronger and it reclaims the solar system around the world, since there are still the debris of the vessels that escorted the colony ships in orbit btw. Then expand from there around the other solar systems near Shangrila.
We should consider what to do when we arrive at that point, which will be in a while. At the moment repairing them and ensuring they are ready will suffice.

A question is what to do with our enclave of eldar journeymen. They have been essential, the growth of the wanderers was great thanks to our collaborations and the journey is reinforced with their addition, plus their knowledge and tech was of great use in many other ways. Honestly i want to give them a home if possible, here would be great since Shangrila is the birthplace of the Journey and home of Lieren. A secret so near though. We could also reclaim a portion of the webway, heavily fortify it and be there with them.
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>>5284285
>Both are out and we talked with them, thats why anon hjX+jxqh said that
Bro, we talked to the via the warp. Magnus himself brought up how funky time is with that shit. We could have legit astral projected into the future to talk to both magnus and Pert and when we went to talk to pert about the tunnel device we made magnus from his own timeline which we were talking to him hadn't met him yet.
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>>5283795
>Perturabo is almost certainly out by now. Emps pacifies Luna in 798.M30, something we know he's almost done gearing up for, and Pert reckons he emerged from his pod in 792.M30.
There's also the wacky shit you can come out of the warp before you ever left your destination.

Warp travel and anything involving it is wacky as hell.
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I would like to remind everyone the Exodites exist.
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>>5283631
your forgetting in new lore Alpharius is the first Primarch (beacuse he never left terra).
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>>5284392
Your point being?
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>>5284469
I think he is suggesting we kill them next
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>>5284473
Probably best not to. We're trying to set a good example to out sons so I say we avoid slaughtering space elves and go on a father son bonding trip and murder a fuck ton of orks.
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>>5284522
what if the elves are dark?
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>>5284557
then we kill them because they are tyrants who torture people to extend their own life.
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>>5284557
Well I see no issue with this at all. Those knife eared bastards have it coming. Although I do think we should at the very least send a present to their wonderful home to make it more bright.
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Calling the vote now.

Use your knowledge of the Wuxing, Yin and Yang, Purple star Astrology, and lessons with Magnus to try and Contact Arianka or a similarly potent benevolent spirit or force of spirits to aid in keeping protecting your sons spiritually, while your psionic sons and the Aeldari attack from afar.:13
-And enter the astral play to fight beside them: 1

Enter into the Astral plane with Carys and a select few sons, and battle against the "extradimensional beasts" that are drawn to e trapped in iron cages.:3

Wait until the battle begins and then ambush the Spenta forces from both sides, raining down psionic destruction through a combination of Wanderer and Aeldari techniques. Sow destruction amongst the devil forgers' ranks:1

Meditate and gather as much strength as you are able tom, while your sons use their psionic gifts in the manner that bests suits them. Bide your time, and only join the fray if your expertise and power is required:2

Total votes:15

So lieren will seek the aid of benevolent spirits, while his psionic sons and the Aeldari launch a psionic assault from afar

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>>5283232
My sides have sustained critical damage
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"Xenos" Rafail taphos spoke gravely, glancing towards one of the strange bedfellows his honored genesire and beloved primarch had found and earned not only the trust of, not only the loyalty of, but admiration that the man born amongst the dead found to nearly match his own for his father. The witch woman, who he had learned was the Carys his father spoke of, and thus the most powerful and trained amongst their inhuman allies and...fellow journeymen, turned to him as if she could still fucking see through the mass of scar tissue and empty sockets that sat where her almond shaped eyes had once been. But, the eerie sensation of being seen by a blind woman, rolled over his back like small arms fire off of a dreadnaught shell. Auntie Im's lessons and training had given him something of a tolerance to the unnatural and unsettling sensation, and so had most of his fellow brothers who were so gifted as to be able to wield their minds as easily as they would any weapon given to them by the emperor.

The Aeldari said nothing for a moment, as if she were content to scrutinize Rafail's mind and soul, something within him snarled, like a caged war dog, screaming to be let from its leash to cry havoc and make a real mess of things. But, the 2nd legion, even before being blessed by their father's vast wisdom and taught to see the world as he did, was known for its discipline. Fuck, they'd routinely fight under direct nuclear bombardment if it meant holding the line and protecting the civillians behind it. Bombardments which were usually called down by one of their leading officers. Usually that crazy son of a bitch Dae-Hyun.

"That level of self control is impressive, Astarte, that is what you are called, is it not, son of Lieren?" Carys said in that airy, mystical manner that made her seem more like a spirit than anything flesh and blood "You'd make a fine farseer with such an indomitable force of will, and that level of mental and emotional control simply must be praised, even if it pales when compared to that shown by your primarch"

"That is what I wanted to ask, Aeldari" He said formerly, struggling to keep from growling or barking the words. The 2nd weren't dogs, they were sentinels, a bulwark of defiance and valor. The instinctive revulsion sunk back into the dark corner of his subconscious mind, as he gathered himself and checked his composure before speaking again

He turned his eyes to his father, who sat quietly, surrounded by braziers, porcelain jars, and jade boxes, with a long scroll unfurled before them and an old horse hair brushed held tightly between his fingers. The young soldier, who had managed to dodge a punch thrown by Nikephoros, in demonstration of his talent for foresight, sat beside him, copying the characters his father wrote as Grandfather Guozhi stood over the board his father slouched over, diligently moving pieces with the utmost caution and care across the marked board that seemed to be a crude star chart.
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>>5284641

"What exactly is my father doing right now, I understand it is a form of deviation, but fate is the salve of fools, is the force we now face truly so terrible to push such a logical man to trust and hope in something as transient as fortune telling" He whispered through the corner of his mouth. Carys' lips lifted, but she said nothing

"Fate is not set in stone, Your father is merely studying the potential futures that are laid before him, and bringing the elements surrounding him and ambient "Qi" into harmony " Her guard or perhaps lover, Folant, who seemed more like a man his father would befriend than any other amongst the alien host said in her place, stepping from the thick white fog blanketing the vantage point they had taken in preparation for his ungifted brother's assault upon the temple of the Spenta. A temple carved into the cliff and ground, like an ant nest or mutant warren.

"Then what's the point of this, if what he's divining only might happen, is it to center himself. A form of meditation, perhaps" He asked, tapping four of his fingers on the back of his bolter, which he had set across his legs, having stopped to clean it and ensure its efficiency in battle

"The grandmaster does not practice Zi wei dou shu solely to divine the future. Destiny and fate are as transient as flowing water, and like water changes shape to matches its vessel, so too can the future be changed with mundane effort" One of the Wanderers explained "What the long wanderer is seeking to achieve, is to create a serene environment, so he may more easily lend the power he has cultivated and manipulate the outcome of the battle through more subtle means. When the balance between all five elements have been struck, and he has glimpsed what may be, you shall truly see why it is said your father has reached a higher stage of cultivation than any other practitioner"

Well, Rafail thought sardonically, that explained only jack and shit. What was Zi wei dou shu anyways? Some form of folk divination? It was, disturbing to see his father devout any effort to such superstitions, especially after they had personally ended several in this land of a thousand make believe gods.

"You're still confused, that is understandable. The method of divination Lieren is using, is alien to me as well" Carys said bluntly "To explain it succinctly, noble Rafail, he is not utilizing the art of precognition, nor is he recording short term prophecies concerning the coming slaughter"

"Then what is he doing, sitting here so quietly playing a board game, surrounded by baubles and fetishes?" Rafail asked, genuinely curious "And what purpose does it serve. I know he would not act inefficiently or pointlessly when it came to matters of battle, or similarly lethal circumstances, but I cannot see what purpose there is to this"
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>>5284643

"Oh, how ignorant you are. There are things your progenitor cannot teach you, bound as he is to an dire oath sworn to his own" Carys cackled "Surely, you can feel the changes to the currents of the immaterium with your warp sense? How what was once an ever shifting, chaotic deluge has become a serene and ordered lake, undisturbed and slowed in its movements? That is what he has already achieved, through forcing a balance with the elements of this battlefield"

Oh, Rafail thought, he's preparing the field so we'll be able to wield our psionic talents with greater ease, like flattening the land before building a defensive line or tuning your bolter so it shot exactly like the old model that was phased out by orders of the Emperor. Now that made sense, removing all variables that could effect their performances or make their psykerism go haywire and turn this whole thing FUBAR at the worst possible moment.

"So I'm guessing the things he's gathered are to allow him to more finely alter and manipulate the natural Qi of this shithole?" Rafail asked "Refining it and specializing it so it can be more easily defined through its greater complexity and thus more readily harnessed?"

Then what's the point of the board and game pieces? Is it just a primitive battle map to help visualize stratagems for the coming battle? That can't be, his father would have no need for such crude aid. His mind was too sharp and intellect too vast to need any kind of a crutch when devising battle plans, let alone one so simplistic as a board and figures.

"Sometimes I wonder how it is you became a marine, when you can think like that" One of his brother's laughed "And you should do less thinking, got the signal we'll need to provide "artillery" support in a few moments"

Rafail turned to look at his father, but he did not rise to join them in the line.

"Guess our pops is gonna act as an anchor this skirmish" He muttered as he stomped after his brother, followed by Carys and her guard of armored, alien warriors.

Damn was this going to take some getting used to. But he managed to get along with their hoity-toity little cousins in the third legion, making friends with aliens sensible enough to follow his genesire would be as easy as morning patrols. At least they were on the same page concerning the worth of the common stock of humanity. Which couldn't be said of some of the young princes who made it into the third.
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It is truly amusing, how the self named gods of chaos cannot resist the lure of interfering with your divination. Moving pieces across the board to stand in the place of the stars in the heavens, you experiment with new formations upon it, as Guozhi hands you new tiles and helps guide the pieces into place to reveal new predictions and You've already found the number, combination and pattern of tiles and pieces that aligns to the malign Hei'an Fu, the formation of which resembled the holy symbol of the Spenta forge cults.

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>>5284644


And it foretold the victory and rise of tyrants, oppression, slavery, warned to stockpile of wealth to prevent Finacle disaster, revealed opportunities to increase ones influence or expand their wealth and spoke of fire and the deadly outcome of hatreds new or old. You, of course, quickly deny these readings of the future, by applying Chung Qiang's formation to counteract the fates foretold by Hei'an Fu by producing their opposite. Mostly to annoy the cowardly god, however pettily.

Yet Arianka's formation alluded you still. You knew Purple Star Astronomy attracted the attention of the Devil lords minutely and more importantly safely. So it was only logical to assume the same could be done with their opposite and rival forces. Yet, perhaps because she still was kept in her cage and not yet been freed from the prison the cruel tyrants of the Empyrean had forgotten her in, Arianka would not or could not contact you through your predictions and could not reveal the pattern that would lead you to discovering the array and shape that would allow accurate predictions and thus a measure of contact with the kindly spirit.

However, while you could not find the array that aligned to Arianka and consistently produced accurate predictions, you were able to find smaller arrays of pieces and tiles, like distant constellations or components of larger and grander collections of stars, that produced readings that seemed to align with more benevolent and prosperous visions of the future!

And, you theorized, by how Magnus summoned spirits, or at least what he told you of the summoning rituals of Prospero, it'd be possible to call these spirits to you. Of course, you had devised your own potential method already, that served more as a beckoning call in the spiritual realm, that involved the drawing of the arrays or constellations that matched the spirit you sought to contact. And by preparing a ground withing the warp that was kept ordered and balanced through the interactions of the Wuxing and counterbalancing of Yin and Yang energies, you could, in theory call these virtuous spirits to your aid in the astral realm so they may protect your sons in battle and against the corruptive, dangerous war energies the Spenta harnessed in their craft, and the evil spirits they beckoned to and baited to trap within their devil cages.

You were confident you had isolated the signatures of the good spirits you have fought beside before. All that remained was to choose the guardians who would watch over your sons in this battle.
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>>5284647

Which spirits do you try to call upon to aid your sons, Lieren?

>The knights of flame and frost, who march without rest or remorse.

>The Maidens of Ice and Fire who skip upon the blizzard's winds and fire's heat.

>The slain warriors, who can turn into fierce bear spirits. Call upon the ghost of noble Asbjorn Sverreson and his spectral kin

>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.

>write in
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>>5284649
>>The knights of flame and frost, who march without rest or remorse.
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>>5284649
>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
Our brothers should meet at least a few of their nephews.
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>>5284647

>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
ALSO, try to summon the souls of our dead Astartes sons. Either the ones lost in the battle or who we had never met.
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5284649
>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5284649
>The Maidens of Ice and Fire who skip upon the blizzard's winds and fire's heat.
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>>5284649
>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5284649
>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
Gotta get the band back together.
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>>5284649
>The slain warriors, who can turn into fierce bear spirits. Call upon the ghost of noble Asbjorn Sverreson and his spectral kin
He was a cool dude, let him have some more fun.
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>>5284649
>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.

Necromancy, of a sort. Pretty cool!
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>>5284759
Hey woah now, it's not necromancy.
We're just channeling the souls of the dead to aid us in our endeavors through arcane means that would more than likely attract the ire of malevolent spirits if done improperly.
What about that sounds like necromancy to you?
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.

Was chaos so weak or sneaky in the crusade era regular psykers were not getting occasionally and undeniably attacked by daemons simply because that's a unavoidable consequence of being a psyker?
Keeping knowledge of chaos from psykers seems like a utterly futile effort given how often they all should be directly attacked so I'm not sure how the emperor would plan to keep daemons secret from the people who have to fight for their literal souls on a daily basis against said daemons.
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>>5284649
>>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5284649
>>The slain warriors, who can turn into fierce bear spirits. Call upon the ghost of noble Asbjorn Sverreson and his spectral kin
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5284807
Try convincing Mortarian about that
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, summon the brothers of the panther
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.

>write in
a chant, a meditation and promise...a step further to enlightenment...for all is but what we make it. Mantle our father and with his power along with our eyes that see truth...Deny them, deny their existence to their core.

The theory is simple "we empower others whom in turn empower us" we're turning into a curse feedback loop. We tell them they are gone, forgotten denied while they know we see only truth and so if they flicker in thought or shift in concept for even a moment they will in their own minds accept and understand our words thinking it true and thus us seeing the truth of them will see this...making it true with our fathers power and our own we unwrite them.
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So I have no fucking clue how the other legions are going to react to our legion or us as a primarch. My best guess is they are going to have no clue on how to deal with us and our bullshit. We are going to question literally everything that they have been taught is necessary, okay, or not morally reprehensible. My best guess is we get in good with proto iterators, proto-administratum and ask Big-E for an endorsement/added authority for more xeno/DOAT tech. Thoughts?
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>>5285513
or we get [REDACTED], or just act like we play like the other sons
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>>5285513
I say we play into what we've been doing.
I mean magnus and party think of us in good regard and Kharn ok with our legion it seems.
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>>5284649
Are we creating the first Legion of the Damned?
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>>5285542
>Kharn
Is kharn even around yet?
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>>5285513
>My best guess is they are going to have no clue on how to deal with us and our bullshit.
I think that's pretty on the money. We are SO much more human than Big E intended, even before trying to dampen or emotions in the tube, to the point where we've already done things and hold opinions that OOC we know are in direct conflict with his plans and the way the Imperium thinks and functions.
>ask Big-E for an endorsement/added authority for more xeno/DOAT tech
I'm not sure if he'd so openly flout the Treaty of Olympus, but I think he'd certainly have the more radical members of the Mechanicum sent our way.

>>5285555
Checked and he should be, he's a Terran. At this point. Astelan, Ahriman, Sigismund, and he should all be earning their stripes.
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>>5285553
legion of the enlightened
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>>5285513
Dorn and Guilliman's legions would have distant but respectful relationships at least. They are more about the proper running of the administration and military than everyday life. The Fists might really like the idea of creating a great wall and literally moving it into the enemy though so there's that.
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>>5285561
>I think that's pretty on the money. We are SO much more human than Big E intended, even before trying to dampen or emotions in the tube, to the point where we've already done things and hold opinions that OOC we know are in direct conflict with his plans and the way the Imperium thinks and functions.
On the other hand, we also align with him on a lot of view points as well. It's not as if our differences are that vast.

Hell he's not even 100 percent on the purge xenos train. Sanctioned xenos exist as a thing.

We're mainly going to clash with our brothers and regular humans on stuff like that.
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>>5285637
>Hell he's not even 100 percent on the purge xenos train. Sanctioned xenos exist as a thing.
Sanctioned xenos are pretty much exclusive to 40k, and even then can they be found with RTs and Inquisitors. Their existence can be chalked up to necessity or deviation from Big E's intent, since the 40k Imperium is in a much shitter place than the 30k one. The Laer MIGHT have signaled the start of Imperial coexistence with aliens, but Fulgrim hated that idea and it was only really proposed as a cost-saving measure.

Point is, Emps considers xenos extinctions as something vital to his plan (to kill anything that feeds the chaos gods and move mankind into the Webway so they starve), as the Crusade was much a campaign of human supremacy as it was of human reunification. HH Book 3 hammers home the fact that the it resulted in genocide after genocide in the name of humanity's primacy. That isn't to say that I think we should declare jihad against all aliens, just that it's definitely gonna be a point of contention with dad, even if he only holds that point out of pragmatism. If we can come up with another way to beat Chaos, he might come around.
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>>5285555
Should be. I remember Dae-Hyun meeting him after he came back from the psychic meeting we had, but then again I could be misremembering.
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5285663
xeno's are allowed to exist in imperial space as long as they are not harmful. athought they are second class citizens (if their even citizens at all). like the Adarnian https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Adarnian
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>>5285663
Why do these talks always attract people like you that insist on using new lore when Malal has repeatedly said he's disregarding it due to it being retarded?

The emperor did not give a shit about xenos beyond then not being above humans. Most of his sons and military on the other hand were xenophobic as fuck after all the horrific shit they discovered/experiences growing up.
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>>5285553

I rather think we are slowly becoming a nonchaos version of Belakor. We are becoming the first undivided prince of the lords of order.

Even if we get purged we won't simply let death stop us. The only thing that could stop us is if Big-E extinguished our soul and erased us entirely. I personally hope that our end form is similar to the Taus "god" of the greater good and in modern 40k the inquisition has to go around purging cults and spreading our philosophy and teachings. That or we pull an Alpharius where we do so much bullshit they will have to spend centuries separating fact from fiction and our sons operate as shadow legionaries, renegade chapters, and non-chaos warbands.
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>>5285692
their was also talks about turning the Laer into a protectorate (mostly beacuse they would be a pain in the ass to kill) but fulgrim didn't want to.

another example would be with the when Horus and Abaddon were arguing about what to do with the kinebrach that had intergraded with the interex (Abaddon was in favour of purging them while Horus against it).
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>>5285703
>another example would be with the when Horus and Abaddon were arguing about what to do with the kinebrach that had intergraded with the interex (Abaddon was in favour of purging them while Horus against it).

Didn't horus in that conversation mention that earlier on they generally went for the kill them all cause they didn't have the time to try and peacefully integrate policies like that?
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>>5285692
>Unfortunately for the Adarnian, though, their genetic makeup was soon discovered to have miraculous restorative effects on Humans, when their bodies were rendered down to a fluid
>Adarnian were soon harvested to extinction
Christ, regular extermination would've bee a mercy.
>xeno's are allowed to exist in imperial space as long as they are not harmful
I would say that the gist of the linked page is that they were exterminated by Imperials, just in a slower fashion than normal.

>>5285698
>Why do these talks always attract people like you that insist on using new lore when Malal has repeatedly said he's disregarding it due to it being retarded?
It's not a complete disregarding of nulore, otherwise Pert wouldn't have any foster siblings, for example. Don't by hysterical.
>The emperor did not give a shit about xenos beyond then not being above humans.
The Emperor didn't have any opinions on xenos in oldlore since he was pretty much entirely unseen and the Great Crusade was just some event from tens of thousands of years ago.
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>>5285712
>It's not a complete disregarding of nulore, otherwise Pert wouldn't have any foster siblings, for example. Don't by hysterical.

I'm talking about the shit that makes the emperor out to be a horrible not good person made to appeal to more mainstream peeps anon.

you know the dumb shit people like you keep bringing up to go on and on about how we're going to get bitch slapped by the emperor for being a decent person. If the emperor wanted all xenos dead Sanctioned Xenos literally wouldn't be a possibility.
>>5285712
>The Emperor didn't have any opinions on xenos in oldlore since he was pretty much entirely unseen and the Great Crusade was just some event from tens of thousands of years ago.
Even in the early horus heresy it was pretty clear he didn't give a shit about xenos as long as it wasn't them over humanity. which you know isn't an opinion we hold.
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>>5285712
they were allowed to live in peace but then people found out you could use them as rejuvenates and started farming them. if they couldn't be turned into rejuvenates they would have been fine.
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>>5285719
To clarify my position, I don't think things are going to be sunshine and roses.

However I also don't think the emperor is going to have us killed and unpersoned just because we don't hold the opinion of killing all xenos on sight.

Especially considering what he knows of our bullshit eye sight.
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>>5285729
*be all
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>>5285719
>I'm talking about the shit that makes the emperor out to be a horrible not good person made to appeal to more mainstream peeps anon.
The Emps depicted in Saturnine and Valdor: BoTI conflict with other representations of him in nulore. That's one of the reasons they're hated so much. But neither mention his opinion on xenos.
>you know the dumb shit people like you keep bringing up to go on and on about how we're going to get bitch slapped by the emperor for being a decent person.
Take your strawman to the field where it belongs.
>If the emperor wanted all xenos dead Sanctioned Xenos literally wouldn't be a possibility.
The Emperor voices his wants extremely rarely in 40k (where sanctioned xenos exist) and only in times where he absolutely positively needs to say something. Telling Rogue Traders and Inquisitors to kill their slave helpers is not important enough for him.
>Even in the early horus heresy it was pretty clear he didn't give a shit about xenos as long as it wasn't them over humanity.
Right, right. Except for the Diasporex. And the Megarachnids. And the Keylekids. And the Joragall. And three different craftworlds. Hmm, hold on...
>>5285729
>However I also don't think the emperor is going to have us killed and unpersoned just because we don't hold the opinion of killing all xenos on sight.
Yeah, neither do I, I don't know where you're getting that from. What I AM saying is that it's going to be a point of contention, something we're going to need to either just hide from him, or talk him around to our way of thinking about. Again, he's a pragmatist, it's not impossible.
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>>5285741
>The Emperor voices his wants extremely rarely in 40k (where sanctioned xenos exist) and only in times where he absolutely positively needs to say something. Telling Rogue Traders and Inquisitors to kill their slave helpers is not important enough for him.
you were literally linked a page on a Xenos species made one in the great crusade. Try again.
>>5285741
>Right, right. Except for the Diasporex. And the Megarachnids. And the Keylekids. And the Joragall. And three different craftworlds. Hmm, hold on...
You mean his open policy in leaving that decision in the hands of the people out there and in charge of those encounters? While also having made Sanctioned xenos policy. Not once did the emperor come out and say kill them all. That was generally the decision of the primarchs or the great crusade military commanders that encountered them.
>>5285741
>The Emps depicted in Saturnine and Valdor: BoTI conflict with other representations of him in nulore. That's one of the reasons they're hated so much. But neither mention his opinion on xenos.
You can tell his opinion on xenos from the fact he had a sanctioned xenos policy in the first place. He was no where near as xenophobic as people liked to make him out to be.
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>>5284649
>Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.
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>>5285746
>you were literally linked a page on a Xenos species made one in the great crusade. Try again.
Sanctioned xenos are individuals, protectorate races are helpers (and largely hypothetical). In any case, since they were "discovered" to be able to turned into rejuvinats, something you don't find out on accident, clearly they were never going to be allowed to exist as largely unmolested third-class citizens. From the get go they were going to be a resource rather than imperial citizens of any class.
They're also from nulore, which you seem to hate.
>You mean his open policy in leaving that decision in the hands of the people out there and in charge of those encounters? While also having made Sanctioned xenos policy.
Policy is inspired by the culture of the Imperium, which is a product of the Emperor. If he was interested in more diplomatic approaches other than "Join and maybe be allowed to exist under Imperial rule or die," we would have even passing mentions about xenos protectorates. AFAIK the Laer (exterminated by the EC), the Adarnian (experimented on and driven to extinction), and the gorillas who live with the Interex (exterminated by the LW, albeit because of Erebus) are as close as we get.
>made Sanctioned xenos policy.
Not true, but anyway.
>Not once did the emperor come out and say kill them all.
I'm going to give you three quotes and I want you to tell me if they make it seem like the Emperor and the Great Crusade were interested in considering pro-xenos stances seriously:
"The universe has many horrors yet to throw at us. This is not the end of our struggle. This is just the beginning of our crusade to save Humanity." (from Big E)
"So it was that the Emperor led his Legions of Space Marines on a great mission to free humanity from the aliens and warp creatures that had nearly destroyed it- the Great Crusade had begun. World after world was reconquered. Alien oppressors were routed or annihilated in a series of epic wars."
"The vast armies of the Emperor of Mankind have reconquered the galaxy in a Great Crusade- the myriad alien races have been smashed by the Emperor's elite warriors"
The latter two are from Visions of Heresy Book I.
>He was no where near as xenophobic as people liked to make him out to be.
Regardless of how much "as people liked to make him out to be" is, Emps wouldn't encode nigh-involuntary xenos-killing reflexes in the Astares as we've seen in this very thread, nor would he just not talk to the Eldar about using the webway, even though they almost certainly know more of it than he does and have a vested interest in sticking one to Chaos. He's not xenophobic to the point where it's blinding, but he's very convinced xenos extinction is the way to go.

I don't even know why we're arguing, we seem to be in agreement on the broad things. We both agree that Emps is xenophobic, but not fanatically so. We're just sperging about minutiae and I'd really rather stop, nothing's getting done.
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>>5285891
okay what about the other example of the laer.
>since they were "discovered" to be able to turned into rejuvinats, something you don't find out on accident
that would be true in real life but in the universe of 40k you have genetors constantly with any biological samples they can get their hands on. it's not that they went in specifically "I'ma go in and turn the xeno's into shit tier Rejuvenate agents" it's like more likely that the genetors will try and find any use and if they don't find one just leave them alone.

>>5285705
>Didn't horus in that conversation mention that earlier on they generally went for the kill them all cause they didn't have the time to try and peacefully integrate policies like that?
no, no he doesn't. the closest he gets to that is saying that approach was necessary because

"...every alien form we met was hostile, every fragment of humanity that was not with us was profoundly opposed to us. War was the only answer. There was no room for subtlety, but two centuries have passed, and different problems face us. The bulk of war is over. That is why the Emperor returned to Terra and left us to finish the work. Ezekyle, the people of the interex are clearly not monsters, nor resolute foes. I believe that if the Emperor were with us today, he would immediately embrace the need for adaptation. He would not want us to wantonly destroy that which there is no good reason to destroy. It is precisely to make such choices that he has placed his trust in me."

and here is horus when talking to Sanguinius and Aximand.
"‘It has brought them to book, and learned to live in sympathy,’ said Horus. ‘It has trained the kinebrach to—’

'And that’s the best example I can offer!’ Aximand replied. ‘The kinebrach. It embraces them as part of its culture.’

‘I will not make another rash or premature decision,’ Horus stated flatly. ‘I have made too many, and my Warmastery is threatened by my mistakes. I will understand the interex, and learn from it, and parlay with it, and only then will I decide if it has strayed too far. They are a fine people. Perhaps we can learn from them for a change."
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I'm assuming the consensus is "We will end up killing a lot of hopeless causes during the Crusade. But we'll also eventually sanction lots of aliens. Prepare for the the Rangdan Xenocide."
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>>5286804
>Prepare for the the Rangdan Xenocide
God that is going to be one fun shitshow, can't wait to see how Malal handles it : DDD
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btw, when it comes to exodites our basic policy for our legion and the crusade groups under command when we encounter them is to be to just leave them the fuck alone right?

That's all they want in the end.
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>>5287083
Ideally a imperium wide accord would be best. If Eldrad actually approaches us first, it might actually happen this time.
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>>5287088
gonna be hard considering vulkan's Eldar hate.
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>>5287097
We can totally get him to focus on the DE. We after all ate one nasty specimen and gained his knowledge.
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>>5287179
Nah we ripped it out of his head with the staff. Hell the staff could go a long way to unfucking human-xeno relations.
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>>5287353
"Yeah you see the ones that wear black spiked armour and have almost grey skin are the bad ones."
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>>5287353
forcing people to see stuff from others POV?
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>>5284649
>The Maidens of Ice and Fire who skip upon the blizzard's winds and fire's heat.
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You doing okay boss? It's been four days since you lasted posted on my end.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait.

The knights of flame and frost, who march without rest or remorse:1

Create a new formation, and using the psykerist technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm" and much of your energy , make it into an array connected to the noblest of all spirits. Those of the fallen brothers of the panther.:15

The Maidens of Ice and Fire who skip upon the blizzard's winds and fire's heat:2

The slain warriors, who can turn into fierce bear spirits. Call upon the ghost of noble Asbjorn Sverreson and his spectral kin:2

a chant, a meditation and promise...a step further to enlightenment...for all is but what we make it. attempt to Mantle our father and with his power along with our eyes that see truth: 1

total votes:21

So Lieren will create a new divination formation/ sigil and using his spiritual and psionic might, turn it into an array connected to the spirits of his fallen brothers, the dead of the brothers of the panther

Writing now

>>5288767
I am, sorry for the wait again, its all my own fault this time rather than rebellious machine spirits. Drank a bit too much saturday which made me not feel well sunday (and I can't write while drunk or hungover), and I meant to post yesterday, but I had a pathfinder session and I was exhausted by time I got home.

I also meant to mention this, but I kind of forgot to in a true scatter brained moment. So it was a big oopsie on my end. Forgive me
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>>5288791
Dope, what type of a character do you run in pathfinder my guy? If you can spill the beans.
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While it is true you have fought beside the virtuous children and noble spiritual servants of Arianka in prior battles against the forces of all consuming malevolence, and have even come to consider at least one of their number as near a friend, would it truly be proper and upstanding to beckon them to aid your own sons when they ceaselessly battle without reprieve or rest to free their trapped mother from the cage the devil lords have long kept her bound and chained within? The Spenta may be servants of the least of the progenitors of evil and chaotic spirits, but they are not, despite their misplaced faith and loyalties active combatants in the struggle between your ally, the lady in the ice and your sworn enemies. Indeed, this battle is to prevent them from allowing chaos to once more take deep route into the hearts, minds and soul of the people and even into the very soil and air of Shangrala yet again, after you had slain the champions of the more powerful and active self proclaimed deities of sin. Calling upon the rivals of the evil spirit, who wage war upon them now, may lead to the Spenta acquiring undeserved attention and favor in reaction to the interference by the benevolent denizens of the Empyrean.

Hei'an Fu came out of hiding, when you reached out pleadingly to Arianka herself while battling against a lesser contingent of devil trappers. That is why, you did not overtly seek her boons as you did in the battle at the black iron temple, for while the Mien you wore then was powerful and the army that you were lent command was fierce and well trained, it roused another devil lord from their cowardice and spurned them to reveal themselves once more to the the twin realms of men and spirits. It would be foolhardy to perform such a connection of heart and will now, considering this temple is one of the strongholds of the wicked Spenta faith, perhaps the largest gathering of its believers and priesthood of artisans and smiths. Even reaching out for the assistance of one of her servitors may prove catastrophic.

After all, all of chaos is aiming for your head. Either to cut it from your shoulders, or place a collar beneath it. And you do not need an army, or even a battalion of willing spirits to guard and protect your sons from the lurking corruption washing to the shore from the deeper waters of the great sea, called by the channelers and sorcerous craftsmen of the Spenta. There is no need to bring this battle into the great conflict between evil spirits and yourself. It is a battle between men, altered men, changed men, but men all the same.

The entreat spirits, even those of noble and virtuous minds and hearts, would be to court the death or ruining of your sons. For they fight in a writhing maelstrom of faith and zealotry.
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>>5288873

For the same reason you do not dare enter the field personally to lead them into battle, and the same reason you do not ask of Arianka to devout her forces to the spiritual side of this battle, you shall not call those spirits of morale standing and great virtue to guard your son's spirits and flesh.

This battle shall be waged by men and men alone, though not only the living. For, you know in the vastness of the Emperyean realms, there exist spirits whom you know shall not draw the attention and Ire of the devil lords of chaos. Spirits who you can trust more than even Arianka and her lineage, than even fair matron Isha. For these spirits were once and shall always be your brothers. For they are the noble souls of your lost companions, separated and lifted from their strong chests and taken from their courageous eyes who did not show even a flicker of fear when faced with death. These men, who lived, fought and died by your side and gave themselves so your shared dream of a era of prosperity, plenty, virtue, benevolence and comfort may be realized and spread to all corners of Shangrala and beyond!

The ghosts of the fallen brothers of the Panthers. Small Chen, Bai, Xin, Liang, Jiang, Rong, Zian, Red faced Wei and Michah. The slain chiefs of the wild and honorable Vishnu clans, Kamakshi, Manu and Rudra, who redeemed the very soul of their people and culture by their valor and holding in and off the field of battle. Xueqin and Cai, who yet persist in the spiritual world and have evaded the predations of the evil spirits and devils who dwell their. They, and all the other friends you have been forced to part with prematurely, who have been taken from you before their time, who performed the greatest and most final sacrifice not only for you, not only for the empire of long-jia or Shangrala as a whole but for all of humanity!

And so, you begin to form a new formation of tiles, creating a constellation that may not exist in the skies above any world. A collection of stars, that forms the symbol of the brave hunters in the fog, the honor bound warriors in the mists, the wise wanderers of the lands covered by both, and those enduring flames who have traveled to these shrouded lands from this worlds by way of golden paths or raiders from the stars. The head of a fog panther and a hunting spear in the center, surrounded by the hereditary symbols the Vishnu wear through warpaint and scars, two featureless masks of the wanderers in the fog stand beside the spear and panther, and above and below two stars distant from the rest of the constellation are connected, representing those who came from beyond Shangrala, your sons and the men of New Varro and The Aeldari who selflessly gave their bodies for a race whom they were taught to look down upon.

Forming an array of life orders whose properties and characteristics shown brilliantly in the personalities and manner of your lost comrades and brothers.
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>>5288874

And so, the array of unseen stars becomes a diagram revealing the universal cycles of the five elements! But, it is powerless, except perhaps for untrustworthy divination. However, you happen to embody a great well of spiritual energy, a sea and moon of radiant power. Fire and Water, Yang and Yin, Gold and silver. So, you place your hands directly beside the array and bow over it, closing your eyes as you channel the ever burning gilded flames and gentle silver moonlight that rest within your very soul into the array and turn it into a true conduit through which your will may be worked upon the tides of the Empyrean to summon the departed souls of your slain companions.

But merely directing your Qi through the circuit created by the new diagram you have invented to honor those you have lost and dearly miss, is not enough to connect it to their spirits in anything but symbolism. No, that requires a greater influence to be exerted onto the wild realm of souls. The bond you shared in life and keep in death, you focus all of your being upon it, the comradery, friendship and pain of being separated from these men who followed you from your birth to their death. The loyalty between you, the admiration and respect you still hold for them, the love that turned to bitter grief.

But, instead of creating a transient realm of altered reality created by your own force of will, and dyed by your thoughts, emotions and beliefs, you instead redirect the great wave of power created by the reality subjugating technique "Reality flickers before the approaching storm", not around yourself or inwards, but directly into the array of symbols you have created to honor the memory and loss of those who have died in this journey without end. And, to maintain the stream of flickering reality, to keep it from stemming and ceasing to flow, you rely upon the energies of your ever burning soul. Golden flames and silver moonlight cascade and spiral down from your eyes, turning from tears into rivers that flow down your cheeks, your neck, before moving down your shoulders to fall from your arms and gather in pools of raw essence onto the array, soaking into its entirety and imparting true meaning and power to the symbols you have created to give in remembrance to those who have departed from the life road you had shared before yourself.

<https://youtu.be/9k1F3PjY948>
In your minds eye, as you feel your vitality spill out of you, as Guozhi and Carys lend their own energy to lighten the burden you have chosen to bear, you relive the happy memories, of those days you shared with those boys from Nothing who became the greatest amongst hunters and killers, the day Aruna brought you to his village and you met with their chieftains, the travels you shared with the cultivators who chose you to lead them into a new era, the raucous laughter of Michah and the burning winds of his distant home, the battles you've fought beside them all and your sons.
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Some of the happiest memories of your brief life. Tears fall freely from your stinging eyes, as your heart soars and wilts as you take in all of the grief and remorse you bore for not being able to save your friends, for not being by their side at their end as the joys and merry memories to flood your soul and radiate the gentle worth of true brotherhood and trust into the deepest depths of your being.

A resonance is struck. Of brotherly love that can transcend death itself. A love as powerful as the pure unconditional love you share with Kanzeon, spread across and shared with many.

Breathing out, you, for but a moment, become one with the golden sea of hope and compassion
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"The Boss is calling us" Small Chen suddenly said, his usually dull eyes opening wide with Joy, as he stood against the crumbled fortifications of a crystalline tower he and his brothers had knocked over in their latest hunt across the after life.

"Didn't know he could do that" Rong yawned, lifting a piece from the board he sat beside, a small red scale pulled from the back of a serpent that lurked in a river of boiling blood.

Bai grunted, looking up with a handful of azure feathers in his mouth as he plucked them from the wings they had torn from the back of the beast that had taken the spire of multicolored glass, to create an shimmering cloak of colors to reflect the one the wife he had left behind had given to him and his son would one day inherit. Xin perked up immediately, from the game he was playing with Michah, Red faced Wei and Jiang. Liang, Rong and Zian paused their spar to turn to small chen, who was no grinning widely as he had often done when he was still alive.

"We have heard the summons from beyond the grave as well" The remnant of the reformed necromancer Cai came, already shifting his form to an inhuman mien, joined by another psyker who was wreathed in ethereal golden flames "Though, I do not know why I have not yet returned to life, until I forget myself, I too share your deathless loyalty to the grandmaster of my order"

"Wonderful, was beginning to get bored waiting around in this field of nothingness. I was about to see if I could visit my wife in her dreams" Bai snarled excitedly, as the furs he wore became a true hide "And I'm certain the same holds true for us all, isn't that right lads"

"We may have left his service, but it is a great honor to be commanded by the golden eyed giant once again" Zian says proudly

"Let us show him, we have not vanished and become naught but dust" Liang said cheerfully

"Let us awaken hell itself with our battle cry, and defend his sons from beyond the veil!" Red faced Wei hollered "Who knows if we can die a second time"

"Aw who gives a damn! I'm just glad to be hale and frighten fit again after my brains leaked out of mine own ears" Michah cackles, as the gathered souls of dead heroes turned into flickering spheres of fire, and flew off to answer the call of their elder brother, beloved teacher and idol.
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>>5288877

What do you do now, Lieren?

>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn

>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.

>Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased

>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you

>write in

>>5288814
Oh well its a game set on earth, but golarian is kind of seeping over. So I decided to make a human/ tiefling barbarian metal head, who became a tiefling and barbarian because he attracted the attention of Gorum by wining a mosh pit.

His personality can best be described as that one kid in highschool you know who was really obsessed with metal and centered his personality around it, except he has been blessed by a god of battle and war, and is really fucking excited to get paid to go around fighting monsters that leap into reality...since he was also an avid reader of Conan and thinks living by the sword is the coolest/ metalest thing a man can do.

The rest of the party includes an edgy airsoft kiddie raised to hate the goverment and now works for the goverment, a half dragon bard who is a cinnamon and offers everyone muffins, The goverment agent who is supposed to be corraling the rest of us and is a monk, a Magus who owns a hawk and is kind of also a druid, and the only normal person in the party a catholic cleric who spends most of combat repositioning and being realistically terrified of the extradimensional monsters we're hunting

Its incredibly fun
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>>5288883
>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288883
>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
>>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
These might be the space marines that have died already.
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn

>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.

>Remember to tell magnus about your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased later.
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288883
>Greet them tearfully
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>>5288883
>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
>>Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
>Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
They probably won't know how, but this may get Lieren's mind on thinking about it.
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn

>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn

>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.

The boys return, Hell ya!

>>5288883
Man that party sounds like a fucking meme ride, I hope you have alot fun with that and make sure to tell that Dragon bard to add chocolate chip
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>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
>>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon


You know? It's time to remind Chaos why it was so scared of Nagash.
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288877
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.
>Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased
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>>5288883
>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
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>>5288883
>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288883
>>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288883
>Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn
>Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon
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>>5288883
>Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased
>With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you
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>>5288883
>Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased
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Guys it just occurred to me. Our dead brothers are basically undivided/non chaos aligned lesser demons. Think about it. In the warp they appear different but when summoned adopt animalistic inhuman war forms. In the warp they hunt other lesser warp entities. Its possible down the line that our sons could perform rituals to summon them.

Also, I dont know how our planet treats ancestor worship (its a thing in Korea) but its possible our brothers may grow in warp power through the reverence of our people since you know (we put statues of them everywhere, we are big on shrines, and other honors to the dead).

Thoughts?
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>>5291846
We're doing Shaman King/Twin Star exorcist/Xianxia now.

One day a single one of our sons might summon the entirety of the chapter's dead to march upon the enemy.

Or summon those who rest inside metal coffins dreadnaughtsto to use their expertise and skill. during their trials.
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>>5291846
One thing we might have to begin dealing with is if our lads figure out you can call out into the warp and find their lost brothers then in theory what else can they call out to? its a spiral that leads to the discovery of the Chaos gods, to the darker mysteries of the warp.

I think our only hope from here on out is lace our lessons with some hidden final lesson, that as our Sons learn more and develop the also discover it. a Lesson that the depths of the warp MUST remain undisturbed and that the horrors in them must not be named nor know as much as possible.
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>>5292406
If they learn to channel the gifts of others, perhaps they can use our eyes. This way they can see past lies and see true natures

Or if they specialize in the elements table, they'll be able to use the natures of Chaos against itself. One might take it a step further and ascribe the 5chsos gods to their corresponding element(imbalance) and find spirits or elemental qi that can be used as counters/inversions to block them.

Isha(rescued)/Kanzeon(once we figure out how to boost her)counters Nurgle
Arianka opposes Khorne
Emperor is opposed to Malal but rejects every possible ally.
And so on ..
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the wait, got fried by summer heat.

Greet your fallen friends tearfully, and apologize for disturbing their life, and ask them how they endure and remain without being reborn:18

With your flames reigniting, stand and lend your own psionic abilities to the battle in progress beneath you:9

Other, unfamiliar souls have been attracted by your summon, investigate these strangers on the horizon.:12

Rest, recover and reach out to Magnus, to speak to him of the success of your act of creating a charm that allowed you to awaken the souls of the deceased:6
-Remember to tell him later:1

Total votes:20

So Lieren will tearfully greet the departed souls of his friends, and investigate the strangers upon the horizon, before, with his soul's fire reignited, rain death upon the Spenta in the material world.

Writing now

>>5289005
Man Lieren would hate the fuck out of Nagash.
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One by one they arrive, walking down bridges of golden light paved in places with plates of silver. Small Chen is the first to come, as broad shouldered, hale and strong as you remember when you last saw him living. To once more look upon his humble smile, is enough to bring tears to your golden eyes. You stand, silent, enraptured by him. His strong arms, scarred hands, low yet handsome features, particularly his solemn but gentle eyes. For a moment, the two of you stand, near breast to breast. Giant and Man.

"It's been awhile, hasn't it boss" He says as if you had met in a market street, as if he had never died wasting away painfully from a lingering infection. That he, as his brothers, had seen the end of the war you dragged him into. You can find no words, feeling as if you are dreaming, for you have dreamt just this scenario before.

"I hope the Chen I left behind is growing up as strong as his papa, he'll need to be to protect his mama and aunt now that I can't" He says sadly, turning his head away as your mouth moves but once more remains silent. Small Chen dusts his arms, like he would whenever he came in from the outdoors, having been taught proper etiquette to be inducted into the household guard of the long dead lord Gao.

"It isn't like you to be so quiet, boss. Bai told me you cried for days, that you wept for so long, a new river runs through the Dai lands" Small Chen laughs, trying to comfort and console you with his blithe approach to his death, though you can sense his pain, feel it just as intimately as your own "You know, I was actually happy, to die for...Long-Jia its called now yes? That tradition never made sense to me, changing the name of a kingdom just because the old dynasty was ousted..."

"Chen" you finally manage, the warp itself changing to reflect the courtyard of the Gao family's former palace, the place you first met him "You look just as a remember you. Forgive this fool for his silence, I was stuck in a reverie the moment I saw you, and your voice enchanted me to hear once again, my long lost brother"

Chen smiles, as you hear a familiarly jaunty and carefree tune being whistled by two men

"Your son is growing strong, I built a memorial for you, outside of your village. A field of flowers grows their, and children play without fear or care, guarded only by the solemn gaze of your statue" You whisper quietly, as Chen listens as his smile grows and grows.

"Am I going to get one then, ya old miser" Bai barks as he hops beside Chen, wearing a cloak of shifting colors and light, Xin standing beside him, all fear and worry washed from his fate "I thought you knew me well enough to know I could only die violently, so why did you cry over my corpse? Wasn't it just an empty vessel? Your wife made a real fuss about it to! Seriously, what was so terrible about how I died"

"Bai" Xin sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Small Chen raised a hand to smack him across the back "You left behind your child and wife"
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>>5292992

"Didn't we all?" Bai manages to chuckle before Small Chen slaps him, turning his head into smoke "Ah! That hurt you oaf! I'm just trying to lighten the mood! Lieren back me up on this"

Chuckle and shake your head

"You died well, Bai. I had only hoped you would escape the lust for blood you entered the world with in death, unfortunately, as you lived you died. But in death, you saved many other men. I was proud when my dearest lady spoke of your bravery in your bloody final moment" You say warmly, placing a hand on Bai's now reddened cheek

You turn to Xin, who is smiling like he used to, before the loss of his arm stole away much of his courage looks up at you expectantly as you feel the first of your tears drip from your face.

"And it was to be expected, that you would die as selflessly as Bai. The two of you were nearly twins you were so close" You say, having already sensed the arrival of Liang and Jiang as they soar through the dreamlike sky of the spiritual realm, as two dragons with scales that shine more than any gem or polished metal "It is only right that you died similar deaths, giving your lives so others may live theirs. You held the line, and conquered the shadow of fear that had fallen over your heart. Many sons shall bear your name, for you had saved their fathers and mothers when we all marched into the hell created by the butcher king"

"That's all I wanted to here, big brother" Xin snickered, as Liang elegantly lands, touching his toes to the ground and moving with all the innate poise celestial are described as holding in old folk stories. His other half, Jiang, however stumbles and has to catch himself upon his more, the fool of nothing destroying the regal mask of his brother, who glowers at him in annoyance for ruining the entrance of his reunion with you.

"A fool even beyond death" He grumbles, turning away from his laughing reflection who throws his arms up and shrugs animatedly

"You can't blame me, brother, I lost half my head when I died, and what little sense I had pour out with my boiling brains" Jiang sneers, as Liang shakes his head

"It broke my heart to lose the both of you at once" You admit, bowing to greet them, to appease the stern Liang and amuse the flippant Jiang "But it would have be even more painful to have one of you without the other. Though you quarreled all throughout your time upon Shangrala, you still refused to allow Jiang's body to be mutilated, fair Liang"

"He is my brother, despite our differences. I could not have been a man if I left him to be cut apart like a cliffjumper. Even though Jiang made a fool of himself without care for grace or his face, I could not allow him to be so insulted by men scarcely seperated from mere beasts" Liang states fiercely as Jiang gapes dramatically, like a theater act and leaps to embrace his brother, pretending to weep and wail in joy.
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>>5292995

"Oh to be given such tender words by my stone hearted brother, truly I must have reached heaven, for in life such a thing would never be!" Jiang hollers as Liang slouches and groans as Bai, Xin, Small Chen and yourself laugh at his twin brother comedic antics.

"Do you not even care you were denied a glorious death in battle?' Bai asks, as Red faced Wei emerged from the mists, taking deep gulping drinks from a red skinned gourd

"Death in battle is overrated, Xin and I died on the same field, and let me tell you, all I tasted was bitter sorrow when I leapt into the fray to avenge his killing!" Red Face roared, smacking Bai on the small of his back "At least Jiang died quickly, Liang and I died a death by a thousand cuts, nothing is more terrible than feeling your once great strength fail you, to have your stamina flee your body as you watch your life drain away"

By now, you are crying freely, to see your lost companions gathered and conversing as they did when they were alive. If only, if only Feng, Jinhai, Half jaw Hu, Shaved head Wei and Dong could be here to meet them again! If only, if only! oh what you would give to give them such a gift!

"Oh, hey Lieren, didn't see you past all those tears, don't cry for me or any of us. We knew what we signed up for. Honestly, I feel bad for the survivors amongst our pack, who have yet to give their lives for prosperity" Red faced boomed, smacking his stomach as you nodded, and once more found yourself mute with joy as tears flowed like great waterfalls down your face and onto the ground beneath you.

"Precisely, is it not the duty of guards to defend? We did our duty unto death. I am honored to be known as one of the men who died defending the great dragon emperor from the mad butcher" Zian said proudly, as he appeared at your side, Rong standing his opposite at your other shoulder. You gasped, amazed to see Zian's face unscarred. He truly was as beautiful as he claimed to be before his facial maiming. Rong wraps his arms around you, half laughing and half crying

"Oh it was so scary! The butcher king was so scary" he states mockingly, pretending to be frightened down to the marrow of his bones

"Quit yer jabbermouthing! I know, I know, we are all excited to meet the big fellah again! But don't you get addled-headed" Michah drawled as he sauntered down the bridge, with a burning twig stuck between his lips "Now, before we get our orders and saddle up, hows my kinfolk been since I took that nasty bump and bought the farm"

"Besides the hospitalizations from alcohol poisoning?" You manage to whisper, as you wipe the tears from your eyes "And sore throats from crying over your body, remarkably well. I've made certain to keep your hat well maintained so it can be delivered to your next of kin upon New Varro"

Michah blushed and scratched the back of his head
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>>5292996

"Aw shucks, big fellah, you don't need to go so far for little old me. I'm just glad I got to ride that mule of a man, humiliating that son of a bitch was worth dying for it" Michah says bashfully, kicking his feet as you blink away tears, almost disbelieving your own piercing eyes that you are truly looking upon the ghosts of your departed friends.

"You shed tears for me? I fulfilled my warrior's oath and died in battle" Rudra snorted "All I ask of you, big man, is that you make sure the scarred one treats little Akanksha well. They'll have mighty children! Warrior kings! Conquerors!"

"Rudra, I drank to your memory" You say, looking past the tall, mohawked Vishnu to see Manu and Kamakshi "As I did for you all, Manu, Kamakshi, I am sorry you died so suddenly and brutally"

"How else do chiefs die" Manu says simply, shrugging his shoulders "I must say, I am sad I was unable to lead my people into the new society I promised them, but the war served as a lesson of what we may become if we give into our darker nature"

"I thank you for that. You were the last thing I thought of before I was broken apart" Kamakshi says sadly bowing her head "Though I knew your heart belonged to another, I still could not stop learning and chasing after your shadow. Partially because those two were too quick and cunning to be caught by me....at Least Akanksha found herself a man. I'm not going to ask you to protect her as Rudra did. She'd be insulted if I did. Suppose the littlest chief had a thing for scars"

You smirk, nodding as Xueqin arrived upon a burning wind

"My curse become a blessing, grandmaster" Is all he says as he takes your side

"Bah!" Cai snorts as he emerges from the ground, arms crossed and legs turned to a trail of smoke "Guozhi over exaggerated the dangers of death! I needed no instruction to remain whole and undevoured! Such is the power of Cai of the dark mysteries!"

And, with them all gathered, the mist forms into a myriad of half formed specters, like shadows cast by fire. Other spirits and ghost, roused from their slumber or fragments of the memories of those already reborn, forming a wall of silhouettes in the fog and mist. And as the fog legion took shape, so to did your deceased friends kneel in unison, as spectral forms overshadowed their bodies. Auras shaped as fierce animals and mythological figures woven of flame. A Ox, a tiger, Dragons, a Monkey, an ogre, Lion dogs, a Rooster, a Phoenix, a Giant fat tailed snake, a hopping corpse, a peacock with a thousand eyes upon its tail, and a jade beauty dressed as a warrior.

"We await your command, Lieren, second prince of the empire of mankind and our friend!" The shout in unison, as their auras glow even brighter
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>>5292997

You attention strays from them, and into the warriors made of fog and armored in mist. Amongst their number, you can see a few shades that clearly belong to those sons you have already lost. Their faces manifest, gaining more detail as you look upon them before once more fading into nothing more than murk and gloom. But beyond them, you see other figures, shadows cast upon the horizon.

Other, unfamiliar souls attracted by your summoning. You take a breath and turn back to your friends and bow your head as you fall to your knees and prostrate yourself before them.

"My honored companions and sorely missed friends! Hear my plea and listen to my request. Though you have died and should be left to rest, indulge in this father's selfishness and protect his sons as they march to battle! Their foes enslave evil spirits and devils to fight in great war machines of battle, and wield dark sorcery. Please, protect them as if they were of your own blood and your descendants. Protect them body and soul from the touch of wicked sorcery and hateful curses spat by demons!" You cry out, and, silently, your friends and the army formed of fog, stand and depart, turning into balls of fire and light as they shoot away from you, leaving you alone on your hands and knees upon a twisted reflect of the cliff your body sits atop in real space.

In the purple dust you lay atop, your tears fall and soak, as a deep well of bitterness bores its way into your heart as you regret being unable to speak all you wished to say to the ghosts of your dear companions before they left to guard your sons. But, you cannot dwell on something as pointless as regret, you to have a duty to fulfill. And a curiosity.

Being an expert of meditation, you're able to still control you body in the living world while you explore the realms of the Empyrean, so you do just that so you may join the psionic assault against the Spenta and call down a storm of purifying golden fire, while you investigate the ghosts of strangers upon the horizon.
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What are the figures you meet, at the end of the horizon, Lieren?

>Space Marines, but not your sons and dressed in a make of armor you have never before seen. Your nephews, perhaps?

>Hairy, Squat figures grumbling amongst themselves as they flicker and fade like lantern light. Some strain of humanity?

>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion

>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!

>Write in

Intended to include a cutaway to the battle against the Spenta, but I couldn't get it to feel right. Also, intend to drop more of those future <records> soon, since I haven't done one in a few threads
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>>5293005
>Write in
Darkness. Darkness Brothers. Its so black, its so impossibly black. Darker than black.
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>>5293005
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
The first one could be Angron.
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>>5293005
>>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!

I really want the opportunity to meet angron before the nails.
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Yo rereading the vote again we can meet Isha's husband. Kuranus. Along with the squats and other space marines.
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>>5293005
>>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
>>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
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>>5293005
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion

>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!

Just these two to focus our action, Eldar restoration and our beloved brothers wherever they may be
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>>5293005
>Antlered man
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>>5293005

>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
>Space Marines, but not your sons and dressed in a make of armor you have never before seen. Your nephews, perhaps?

Space marines you say? Mayhaps there is a legion of them, and mayhaps they be damned?
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion

>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
A hunter meets another.
Not that I expect it to win, anons are probably going to go for even more primarchs or space marines
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
This should drive our previous lesson home...at least to our our Psyker sons.
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>>5293005
>Space Marines, but not your sons and dressed in a make of armor you have never before seen. Your nephews, perhaps?
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>Space Marines, but not your sons and dressed in a make of armor you have never before seen. Your nephews, perhaps?
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>>5293005
>>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
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>>5293005
>>Hairy, Squat figures grumbling amongst themselves as they flicker and fade like lantern light. Some strain of humanity?

>Nobody else wants squats
Guess you're all going in my book of grudges :P
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion

>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>Space Marines, but not your sons and dressed in a make of armor you have never before seen. Your nephews, perhaps?
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!

Bring forth the Legion of the Mists a far less grimdark version of the Legion of the Damned, instead of warp fire they exude mists of order and instead of black and bone, they wear silver and jade
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>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
Thunder warriors and Kuronous.
We can repoen the path of Hunters to Eldar and gain more Aeldari when we finally go land on a Exodite world.

The other giants sound like primarch! Ferrus Manus and Fulgrim perhaps? Best friends yet to meet. And Destined to fall to the other's hand.

Or maybe bloody handed Angron and Rogal Dorn who contemplates in discipline and steadfast duty.
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>>5293914
we already met ferrus you silly goofball and he loved us! It is likely to be either angron or kurze. Or if you are a massive conspiracy theorist sanguinius, who has their eyes closed who knows.
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>>5293945
Could be Horus considering there is a link with the name and eyes.
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>>5294074
it's giants.
my bet for the bloody hands is Conrad or angron.
My bet for eyes closed in contemplation is Lorgar.
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>>5293005
>Hairy, Squat figures grumbling amongst themselves as they flicker and fade like lantern light. Some strain of humanity?
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion

SQUATS! OR PERHAPS DAWI IF LUCKY.
Come on anons, we can see our other brothers just fucking around in the warp via astral projection like we have multiple times before.
What are the odds we will get to find maybe kurnous and squats/dawi again if we pass this up?
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>>5294150
we will see squats when we got on the crusade. they were probably found around the time of fulgrim or magnus.
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Kuronous and Squats for me! Ubertech and Eldar Schism here we come!

Imagine causing craftworlders joining us because we can talk to their gods!
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But Kurnous is fucking dead.
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>>5293005
>Hairy, Squat figures grumbling amongst themselves as they flicker and fade like lantern light. Some strain of humanity?
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>>5294190
Not dead enough apparently.
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>>5294214
That's assuming he's even alive. More likely we're learning about Exodites.
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>>5294128
Contemplation might also be Jag imo. It's not an activity commonly engaged in by most of our brothers.
>>5294190
If Kronos' children could survive in his stomach, the Eldar pantheon can do it in Slaanesh's, I think.
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>>5294214
So were our boys and so was Malal.

>>Hairy, Squat figures grumbling amongst themselves as they flicker and fade like lantern light. Some strain of humanity
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
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>>5293005
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
I'm really torn, but I will go with Kurnous. We can always talk to our brothers later, this seems like a unique opportunity.
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Dude this guy Kurnous is the husband of Isha. We have to cuck Nurgle and Slanesh by freeing an Eldar God.

>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion.
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Hes pretty cool. His whole shtick is hunting dangerous beasts, hunting in moderation for food and clothing, and punishing those who go into his forests without respect. Hes basically a Leshin from the Witcher books.
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>>5294919
I feel like he'd get along famously with Lieren.
Is it not weird that a race able to create deities this reasonable, if not pretty cool, also managed to create and subsequently fall victim to Slaanesh?
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>>5294923
The creation of the Eldar Gods is sort of up for debate. They could be Old Ones, since the Hrud worship a similar pantheon and were likewise an engineered race of theirs. They could be special Eldar or weapons engineered by the Old Ones for a specific purpose and elevated to godhood by their fellows (sorta like that one theory about Big E). Or they could be warp reflections of Eldar values and ideals that coalesced in the warp and became sentient. Or any combination or other theory. But since we've met Isha and she doesn't look like pic related, I'm personally leaning toward the second. So the Eldar might not have created their gods, which would explain the difference between them and Slaanesh. If they did create their gods, it seems that their creation was somewhat intentional, which is obviously not true for Slaanesh. So that could be another explanation for the difference.
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What if we could upload Kurnous and or Isha into a colony ship or a craftworld? How many would join the Journey?

What would the Squats need from us? And what could they offer? Asteroid habitat homes?


Instant
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>>5293005
>>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!

We can save em
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>>5295148
>What would the Squats need from us?
They're big into ancestor worship and we have a method to allow them to talk with their ancestors.
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>>5293005
>Other giants, standing tall and proud. One with bloody hands and another with eyes closed in contemplation. Warp shadows of brothers you have not met!
The meeting of our brothers might very well be time sensitive, while I see no reason we couldn't find the Eldar Gods some other time.
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>>5295457
Ohohoho. Making an alliance of multiple races would run counter to the great crusade. I wanna run this route though.
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>>5293005
>Hairy, Squat figures grumbling amongst themselves as they flicker and fade like lantern light. Some strain of humanity?
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
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>>5295676
Who knows, maybe that'll be what ultimately ends up getting the Second Legion stricken from the record.
I imagine Lieren would be too charismatic and well liked for a direct ideological opposition to The Emperor to be tolerated.
I also imagine Lieren would probably be the first to point out the absolutely abysmal conditions a majority of humanity lives in under Imperial rule, provided we do nothing to change that.
Either way, that would serve to inadvertently stoke rebellious sentiments and we all know how that ends up.
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>>5295937
>Who knows, maybe that'll be what ultimately ends up getting the Second Legion stricken from the record.
I've always thought that the only thing worse than betraying the Emperor would've been proving core tenets of his belief wrong. So maybe you're onto something, proving that humanity doesn't need to be the Galaxy's sovereign race would be a pretty massive middle finger to the GC, even if Lieren didn't intend it as such.
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>>5295937
Well, we already indirectly called the Emperor a tyrant when we mentioned to our sons their xenophobia programming, so Lieren has already started accidently stoking potential rebellion.
I wonder when one of them is going to bring that up.
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We dont fear death. We know reincarnation is possible. As long as Emperor does not utterly destroy our soul we will come back. Barring that we just hijack a Craftworld using our eldar cult, our ladies of stone, and our psychic powers and camp out in one the one places the Emperor is too much of a pussy to go. The Ghoul Stars or the Maelstrom Roboute and Huron can do it we can do it better. Thats my back up plan.
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>>5296345
Alternatively we could just dip into a fat ass Spirit Stone and have Kanzeon manufacture a new vessel for our soul.
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I have started accepting that it does not matter what we do. Our very existence is too much of a threat. All we can do is prepare for the day where we are going to need to pull a Malal and trick everyone into thinking we are forgotten and dead.
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That or learn about the fall of the Eldar and move Shangrila into the webway and start building our own secret haven that whispers in the mind of psykers drawing them in like the Changer of Ways realm.
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>>5296349
Bruh, there's been no evidence of that. The emperor likes Lieren.
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>>5296356
He has not yet become heartless or souless. He is simply pragmatic at this point in time. We simply need to become successful enough to convince him to try our ways.

Rangdan Xenocide has not yet occurred.
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>>5293005
>An antlered man, though you cannot see his face, he looks familiar. His form is clearly Aeldari in proportion
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>>5296356
yeah I'll even bet that we will be his favorite son after Alpharius Horus.
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>>5296356
For now! But desu we have shown him we are above corruption, what with the whole directly battling multiple greater daemons and all. As long as we give results in the great crusade and keep the xenos collaboration on the down low we'll be fine
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How easily we forget the thunder warriors and how he bred the humanity out of his custodians.>>5296373
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>>5296401
yet he put the humanity back into the primarchs
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>>5296401
also thunderwarriors were degrading mentally and becoming too dangerous and brutal
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>>5296401
that's because the custodies were meant to be his body guards and immune to chaos corruption.
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>>5296345
>>5296348
Prolonging one's life artificially is in direct conflict with the Journey.
>>5296408
His message to us in our pod talked about he explicitly did the opposite of that where we were concerned, though he was remorseful about it. Lieren's capacity for normal human emotion is lightyears beyond what Emps thought he'd ever be capable of.
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>>5296368
I thought Sanguinius was his favorite. Or was that just TTS memes?
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>>5296446
They were all his favorites
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>>5296446
Unfortunately that was just a meme.
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>>5296446
It's mostly a meme about Sangy's final act to help Emp's against Horus and how he was chosen over Horus for Warmaster.
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>>5296782
What do you mean he was chosen for Warmaster?
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>>5296982
Emperor chose Sanguinus to become Warmaster who turned it down which Emps chose his second option Horus for Warmaster
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>>5296985
Interesting.
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>>5296985
Where did that happen? I know Horus though Sanguinius should’ve held the title and that when he was dying on Davin, he wanted him to be the next warmaster. But afaik Horus was always Big E’s first choice. Not trying to start a lore argument, just curious.
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>>5297000
>But afaik Horus was always Big E’s first choice.
Thought Sangy was the first choice then again 40k lore is a mess.
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>>5297353
In False Gods, Horus talked about how he was the Emperor’s choice because he fit his needs at the time. But in the same scene, Horus says that if he were the Emperor, he’d have picked Sanguinius instead of himself. So that might be a source of confusion.
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I'll call and count the vote in a few hours. Sorry for the super long wait, machine spirits have been really rebellious the last couple of days. But they have been subdued
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>>5297954
You really need to get better candles to appease it or something cause it seems to get angrier and angrier.
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>>5297954
more sacred unguents to calm the noosphere me thinks
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>>5297954
Hey, Malal do you go bottom-up when you count or do you read from the update down.

>space Marines 4
>Squats 5
>Kurnous 17
>Primarch(s) 18

Write-ins:
>Darkness. Darkness Brothers. It's so black, it's so impossibly black. Darker than black. (I got no idea what this is) 1

Total votes: 44
number of anons: 34
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>>5298108
Doubt it's actually Kurnous.
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>>5298119
I guess we will never know unless malal tells us. this vote seems to me like a chose one kind of thing.
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Calling the vote now.

DARKNESS:1

Other giants:18

An Antlered man:17

Hairy, Squat figuress:5

Space marines:4

Close vote, but in the end, meeting more of your Primarch bros wins, by one vote.

So Lieren sees other giants on the warp horizon and approaches them.

Writing now

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>>5298065
I've been putting off blood sacrificing to the router.

>>5298108
Thanks for the assist. And I count by option, makes it easier to keep track of the numbers by doing one choice at a time rather than all at once

>>5298123
Yes it is a winner only vote, but I'm going to keep Antler man a secret just in case. The outcome would've been EXCITING tm

>>5294190
Correct
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Is Lieren gonna be the linchpin to his immediate family? Because it's starting to look like it.
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>>5298150
He certainly seems to care more about his family than any of the other primarchs did in canon
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>>5298153
Makes me think if Lieren is excommunicated, there's just gonna be a massive interpersonal schism that echoes into the eventual civil war between the Legions.
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>>5298155
>"JUSTICE FOR LIEREN!"
>"HE WAS A GOOD BOI WHO DINDU NUFFIN!"
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>>5298155
That scene where malcador force chokes Horus for trying to say one of the lost primarchs names makes it sadder knowing he was trying to say Lieren's name.
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>>5298140
I was right that anons would always choose primarchs over other choices, but it was way closer than I thought it would be.
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>>5298174
but anon, they are /our/brothers
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Too late for a swing vote?
>Kurnous+1
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>>5298179
It's not that it's wrong, it's just that's very predictable. My real surprise is how close the result was, I was honestly expeting a landslide instead of a one vote difference
Antler man will probably do what Carys did and appear without having to win a vote later on anyway.
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>>5298170
Lieren doesn’t exist in canon, that 2nd primarch is a totally different guy.

Here’s the abridged scene from The Last Council:

“The primarch gave a wry, defiant grin. ‘My brother’s name was–’

Faster than human thought, Malcador’s empty hand snapped up into an arcane gesture long forgotten by any other living soul on Terra

Horus froze, his limbs locked fast within his armour. He shuddered uncontrollably, pressure building in his muscles as he fought against it. Slowly, Malcador stood, holding the primarch in place with the power of his mind, and nothing more.

He forced Horus down onto his knees.

‘Mal…’ the stricken primarch choked. ‘M-Mal… al…’”

If he’s not trying to ask Malcador to stop, he’s trying to say “Malal,” imo
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>>5298188
I know that anon, I was just saying if Horus did it to try to say Lierens name
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The spiritual landscape of the wild Empyrean changes as swiftly as the winds in storm. A moment before, you were standing on the edge of a reflection of the battlefield where spirits of all stripe and colors watched the conflict between Astartes and mortal men with a myriad of attitudes both detestable and inscrutable. The host of the malevolent denizens of the warp, seeking to partake in the slaughter even if to do so would condemn themselves to a period of binding and slavery within the material world, were scattered to the four winds by the arrival of your companions noble and true, courageous beyond sense or reason even beyond death. But now, as you walked for the endlessly distant yet ever so near horizon, the view of the battlefield and ghostly hunt faded from view, the laughter and enraged roars of the fallen fading to mummers as the explosive orchestra of space marines in battle, the snapping of lasers, sizzling of plasma, shrieking of darklight and thunderous clap of bolter's firing was smother first beneath the terrified cries of devils and the snarling spit of panthers, before it vanished entirely as even the battlecry of the valorous dead become little more than a whisper upon the the chaotic winds whipping across the unimaginable vastness of the warp.

Once more, you wandered alone, escorted only by fog and mist as it swept beneath your feet and rose at your back as if it were an ethereal cloak or a mother's arm guarding you from hostile glares and unseen dangers that most assuredly lurked somewhere in the dreamlike expanse of the world of spirits. Your pace towards the Astral horizon quickened, as you came close enough to the strangers upon the horizon to recognize them as fellow giants, towering like mountaintops just out of your reach while still standing as your equals. Your heart pounded with excitement as you began to rush, no longer casually striding towards the distant skies but now running without caution or fear of what may meet you further ahead on the road towards your two brothers who yet remained unknown to you.

And a road you followed, for a road became, willing itself into existence through the untamed marches of the unseen realm of the warp, stones falling into place as if hammered by unseen hands and mortared by your tremendous desire to reach your faceless kin and meet their acquaintance or at least look upon them so you may know, however briefly the contents of their hearts and quality of their character. As it was when you first met Magnus, and when you faced Perturabo and when you came face to face with your father, all other concerns have become overshadowed with a youthful, boyish giddiness to meet new peers and see if they would make good friends. How foolish you must seem, a jovial titan stomping away from battle as he left his body to fight while his soul wandered merrily towards shadows cast far away by those he hoped would accept him not only as brother but as a trusted and kind friend.
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>>5298372
that's a long chat.
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Great, towering, white barked trees emerged from the soil that was once blackened, rocky and infertile, rising high as their red and pink leaves swayed in the now calm winds like hands waving goodbye as you began a long journey that would take you to distant and strange places. Jade green grasses grew and began to tower, as white flower petals and their aromas dance gayly upon the winds before you as the fog and mists cloaking you spread to fill the welcoming darkness of the dense forest that surrounded the road you followed, as it continue to build itself at a pace that lead to a new row of stones being placed the moment before you stepped onto bare and unflattened ground.

The comforting gloom and shadow of the weald that had sprung up around you, began to mask and hide away the horizon, as the howls and cries of distant beasts and unseen birds filled your ears, silenced only by your thunderous footsteps and the drum like beat of your heart. But, the moment you began to despair that you had lost your chance to meet your kin, and had become waylaid within a wilderness of spirits and beasts born of nightmares, a guide revealed itself as bobbing lights like lanterns lit the way forward along the winding stone path as the unseen laborers worked and toiled hard to hammer the stones through the pale blue grasses and waving, feathered fronds that had replaced the familiar green hues of grass. Blinking, red eyes emerged from the white bark and curious wisps of sparkling light and purple shadow emerged just beyond the safety of the torch light floating in the air.

The mists that filled the forest took shape around the lantern light. At times, you marched behind a procession of aged monks, at times you pursued a young girl with roots and branches woven through her hair, at times you chased a fog panther with a lantern held in its mouth only to in the next moment follow the path laid by an imperious seeming woman of clearly noble birth. But then, then a great stag would take her place before fading into the fog, as you clambered up the side of a hill that was also the shell of a great tortoise, upon which two riders astride slithering eels jousted and paid you not attention, nor cared for the shrieking hag atop her tower of broken promises and failed ambitions. The bobbing lights and self setting road lead you further and deeper into the land of spirits, but your resolve did not wane and so stubbornly you continued on, trudging through a mire of lilac hued waters and froth that stank like Huli Jing's breath. The fog rolling by your step, pushed back the miasmic discharge of the swamp as you pursued the lights held by spectral antlers and the road hammered in place by spirit unseen and unheard

Your breath became the rumbling growl of an stormfront, your steps became mountain splitting earthquakes, and your eyes became brilliant flames that lit the path more surely than even the ghostly lanterns that had lead you from the quiet woods.
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And so all denizens of the Empyrean were warned to avoid your path, and stay hidden from your gaze. Less they draw the ire of a ogre by delaying your reunion with your brothers by even a breath and come to know the dangers of awaken even a kindly giant's fury.

You could see them now, the figures of your two brothers upon the horizon standing tall and proud. One with hands so soaked in blood to drip scarlet and crimson, and one with eyes so tightly closed in contemplation he appeared half a statue. A grin worked its way upon your lips as you jogged past a living gallows and a cavern that oozed with the stench of a thousand beasts.

You had no time to scrutinize, admire or even loath your surroundings. You simply could not wait to meet your brothers, to the point that even pausing to observe the madness of the world of spirits seemed like too great a delay to consider. And so, you ran forward, a whirlwind of excitement and anticipation.
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Angron's head pounded with agony as emotion saturated his heart. The gladiator was unsure if the migraine that had wormed its way past his skull had come from the unceasing cacophony of Desh'ea's elite delighting in the one sided slaughter he was forced to commit against his fellow slaves, cheering his name, calling him by the title he had earned that felt more like an insult and weighed upon his aching heart the more he heard it chanted by the bloodthirsty nobility who had never in their lives known combat or even pain. Or did it comes from within? From guilt? If he could only escape the gilded cell he was caged in, only escape the fighting bits, flee the coliseum, then he would no longer have to kill those he considered brother and friends. The guilt had eaten away at him, since he was first taken in chains and forced to fight. He tried to spare as many as he could, those that fought well, who could survive the harsh conditions that one had to endure as a plaything of the high riders, but the cruelty of his masters knew no bounds.

Every escape attempt was punished, and paid for in innocent blood. Angron's owners had learned early no physical beating or torture could control the lord of the red sands as effectively of feeding the gladiators he looked after as a shepherd would their flock to his axes, or force him to watch and not only hear but feel their dying screams as they were made to "Fight" man eating beasts without even a single piece of armor or any weapon beyond the chains they wore and the stones they were connected to. But, if Angron could escape, he could plan, he could scheme and he could help others escape. It was a fantasy he oft considered and allowed himself to believe could one day be made real, a dream to keep his attentions away from the conditions of not only his life, but those around him. An temporary escape from the endless suffering and pain that had become his world.
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He knew other gladiators did the same, day dreaming as he did, of becoming a savior who would cast down the High Riders and bring about an end to the cruelties and atrocities they carried out upon their slaves and the lesser casts. To see the Tyrants drawn and quartered and all men freed from bondage. An escape from the sadism, a pleasant dream to take away the sour, bitter taste of his life.

Angron paused, as his mind was filled with the turmoil of introspection and reflection. He didn't need to focus, even if Oenomaus wasn't at his side, he could slay every cybernetically enhanced beast that was unleashed against him. He didn't even need his axe. But he was not only fighting beasts. He was fighting men.

Men he knew by name. Men he had trained or been trained by. He was fighting friends. He was fighting family. One of them was knelling before him now, missing half an arm that he had taken with an idle twitch of his wrist. An instinctive reaction that, even if they crowd was feeling strangely merciful today, would spell certain death for the man who had taught him a brilliant tripping maneuver just days prior. Angron's fighting fury was swallowed by his true rage, the indigitation and hatred he kept in his heart and fostered towards his oppressors. Briefly, he allowed himself to be distracted by a day dream of lifting the man from the ground and roaring condemnations and rejections towards not only his masters but all who found entertainment in watching men kill eachother. He and the other gladiators, would charge the stands, and begin their revolution.

But Angron was not so foolish to believe he could succeed so easily. Even the heroes of children's stories, meant to inspire hope, always ended up crushed beneath the heel of the rightful rulers of men. So, he took the pain and terror of the man into himself, allowing him to die peacefully and unafraid as the giant brought both of his axes down on his shoulders. He shed no tears, for he had no more to waste. Or, so he told himself as his eyes began to water as he turned away from the look of betrayal, hurt and disbelief, the last expression his fellow gladiator would make, directed towards Angron himself.

But, having opened himself to the man's fear, his own worries resurfaced as he found himself almost robotically returning to the fight, hacking and slashing his way in to the center of the chaotic fray, limbs and organs flying around him as he butchered with inhuman meticulousness and ease

Or. Or, he thought, could my headache and confused state of mind come from my nightmares? The golden eyed warrior continued to haunt his dreams. Dreams which had only become more confusing as times went on. Sometimes friend, sometimes foe, he had met the golden eyed giant in a field of flames and open graves, blood red mists surrounding the two as he snarled at him like a rabid cat. Yet his blazing eyes were hurt then.
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He had also met him, amongst the stars, held aloft before a great emerald hued nebula as the two of them flew like birds, free and unchained by even gravity. He was held by him, in a fog colder than death as he felt his heart slow and begin to stop. But he hadn't only met the giant with golden eyes and iron hair. He had met a silver eyed maiden. He had sat with her by a stream but could not meet her gaze, and he had also dreamt he had torn her apart while a wolf snapped and picked at her bones, streams of blood flowing down his hands. That they had danced together, that he protected her, that she protected him. He sighed through his nose.

He had even dreamt of the giant and the maiden together, leading him by his hand from his cells. A dream so bitter, that he awoke crying when he awoke before the pair could lead him to the light of freedom. He had spent hours, searching the face of his fellow gladiators for any resemblance to either the fierce giant or the smug woman. He fought hard and won bloody tournaments for his owners, to be allowed to be taught literacy and be given books, searching old fables and records for any trace of a towering warrior with unnatural golden eyes, a blithe and carefree girl with pale silver eyes, for never ending winters, blood red fogs or big cats with an unusual amount of limbs

But, he found nothing. And that, more than frustrating him, unsettled and made him fearful. He, who could kill a thousand men without breaking a sweat, he, who was so monstrous in strength and endurance he could battle for days on end without rest. For, if these dreams did not have a source in a forgotten meeting or forgotten story, that meant they came from somewhere else.

Angron growled, pushing the thought that had come to trouble his nights and deprive him of sleep began to rear its head, as he forced himself to return to bleak and cruel reality, the song of his axes as they cut through air and bit through flesh, the wet tearing of flesh, sudden crunch of bones. The comforting ache and burn of his swinging arms, the cold breath washing against his lips as the suns rays beat down on him. He could see his father fighting still, on the other side of the Arena, a chain wrapped around on arm, using it to choke the light out of a massive hound that was more machine than beast. Angron smirked, and that momentary distraction allowed the dreaded thought to fill his mind.

What if the golden eyed warrior was his family? What if he had been lost to a hidden village of giants. Giants who sought him now. Who resisted the high riders. Who had been thought dead long before his time. What if his masters relished in controlling him and forcing him to be their gladiator, because they thought he was the last of a mythical race of free and strong willed giants? What if he was the last. What if the golden eyes that haunted his dreams belong to a brother, or a father. Was the cold eyes maiden a sister, or his mother?
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Were the dead? Did they ever exist? What if. What if. What if...

Angron began to cry, feeling helpless against the questions he had no answers to. If he had a family. if they sought him. or if his dreams were only just that, dreams without meaning. That he would be forced to kill and kill until his hair greyed and he weakened and he was killed. If the fighting pits would be the only world he knew until death. That he'd never be free, and he was deluding himself by imagining greater meaning to dream, by fantasizing about revolting and freeing the other slaves, while remaining too cowardly to rebel in anyway besides attempting escape or giving mercy by the whims of his masters.

His arms felt heavy, and he moved more sluggishly as his opponents landed more and more hits

He hated his life, he hated his dreams for giving him hope. How many men had he killed chasing a dream, stupidly believing he'd find answers and salvation in fantasy? How many? How many?

Perhaps, Angron thought as he lazily made a show of defending himself, as blood began to coat his bare chest and waves of fear rose from the terrified mind of his opponents, who knew they had no chance of beating him, knew they had no chance of survival yet fought on. Perhaps, I should just lay down and die, and not give the nobility the satisfaction of keeping me as a pet. Maybe then someone who would actually rebel and lead a true hesitance against the sadistic highriders would take up their arms and begin what I refuse to? Perhaps.

Angron knew he wouldn't. Such self destructive thoughts would pass and he'd begin butchering again. He couldn't even summon the conviction necessary to die. And even if he could, he wouldn't. He needed to break his chains, and end the rule of the High Riders. End their Tyranny.

But what roused Angron from his somber, defeatist mood was not reminding himself of his resolve and ambition to be free, nor the instinctual fear of death he knew all to well. No, what made Angron begin fighting again was a sea of killing intent, purer and more intense than any he had felt before. From himself or any other man, even rabid beasts or monstrosities driven by chemical rage.

This killing intent, the rage he felt was deeper and blacker than any he felt before. It could not be human, it was so vast and potent and in his minds eye, he saw a flash of gold as a voice unfamiliar to him roared.
<https://youtu.be/l76unGjRtBs>

"SUCH TYRANNY! SUCH BARBARITY! I CANNOT FORGIVE IT! I CANNOT IGNORE IT! I WILL SEE THEM CAST FROM THEIR THRONES AND HUNG! I WILL CHOKE THE LIFE OUT OF THEM WITH MY OWN HANDS AND SHATTER THEIR KINGDOMS WITH MY VOICE ALONE! HOW DARE THEY! HOW DARE THEY DO SUCH A THING! HOW DARE THEY COLLAR AND CHAIN MEN!" The near demonic voice screamed as Angron rose to his full, imposing height and caught the spear heads flying for his throat between his axes, awash with blood
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"I WILL TEAR DOWN ALL THEIR WORKS, THEIR IDOLS AND SEE THEM WHEEP AS THOSE THEY ENSLAVED MARCH UPON THEIR PALACE! I WILL SEE YOU FREED! I SWEAR THIS OATH! BY MY OWN HONOR AND THAT OF MY FATHER, YOU WILL BE FREE..."

"Brother" Angron snarled, as he flicked his wrists, and severed a dozen heads from a dozen necks "This I swear".

Angron smiled. Maybe, he could do what even the heroes of fairytales couldn't. And maybe he could beat the masters. He wouldn't know if he didn't try.

And to all other gladiators besides those on his side, the sight of a Grinning Angron shattered any hope they had of survival.
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Laughter surrounded you, as you pounded your fists against the screen separating you from your brother, bloodied and collared, bound in chains and forced to fight like a dog. Tears burned your cheeks as you cried, wailed and roared, slamming your fists harder and harder as you stood in the stands populated by the servants of Kong Nue, who did not even give you an outlet for your all consuming, mind devouring rage as they, rather uncharacteristically sat perfectly calm, upholding proper refined etiquette as they watched your brother be forced to kill as he wept for every life he ended. It was unbelievable, it was painful, it was more enraging than even the smile of Gao Liwei or the repugnant court of Na Gou, it was more infuriating that learning of the fate of Kuan Im, realizing the generational corruption spread by Huli Jing, seeing what had become of Avalokiteśvara! Seeing the corpses of Small Chen, Bai and the others paled in comparison to the sight of seeing your brother enslaved and turned into fighting dog!

You could feel your rage oozing into the warp, as the insultingly mannered and serene bastards of Kong Nue stood around you, smiling and applauding as your Brother cried out in pain and in sorrow and you wept tears in kind, as you struggled to reach him, to break the chains that kept you from him, to shatter the wall that seperated the two of you. That kept you from saving him, from saving them all.

FROM KILLING THE TYRANTS THAT DARED TO STAND BEFORE YOU! THAT DARED TO ABUSE YOUR KIN! TO DARE TO TREAT THEIR FELLOW MEN LIKE PLAYTHINGS AND TOYS.

Such rage is wasted upon you. For all your prowess and pride, you are impotent and can only weep like a woman for your brother. A suitable punishment for you who seeks peace above all else

"KONG NUE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" You scream, as his dark, booming laughter fills your ears and rattles your skull as you fall to your knees, clawing at the invisible wall keeping you from joining your brothers fight. But the laughter of the devil lord, and the hatred you feel by merely sensing his presence, is enough for you to center yourself and calm the inferno raging through you

"I shall save him. I have sworn an Oath. And you are one to talk of impotence, fool, you who idolizes war and murder, yet cannot rise from their throne" You venomously mock as you step away,
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Denying the self proclaimed blood god his sport and the gathered host of evil spirits your rage

A worthless oath, made by a worthless existence

"Of course. He shall free himself. But that does not mean I shall be idle, Lord of the legions of drooling morons" You huff dismissively, raising your head and walking away from the stadium as the burning attentions of the high minister of Murder turn away and leave you.

Perhaps, a discussion with your other brother shall calm your nerves and fully wipe away the rage you feel at knowing one of your brothers has been enslaved and treated like an animal. Otherwise if it cannot, you may do something truly foolish.

Ohohoho, my dear child, seeing you so hopefull nearly brings me to tears

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"Father, I am tired" Lorgar whispered quietly, as his vision began to blur as the candle he read by sputtered and began to die, its wax dripping onto his legs as his fingers blistered and bled from turning the pages of the texts he now studied. Kor Phaeron eyes flicked to his disciple and ward, who had grown much and rapidly since he took him beneath his wing. Since the powers had give unto him the warning that had echoed in his mind ever since, haunting his hours both waking and sleeping. It was vital that Lorgar was prepared to take over the Covenant, so he could be returned to his rightful place at his side. If he was no longer useful then, the boy could be disposed of. He was already proving troublesome, questioning the orthodoxy and accepted gospel of the church. He was zealous, a true believer yes, but he spoke of one god, not four. And, despite being cowed by whip and word, Lorgar refused to see reason when Kor Phaeron spoke of the four voices he heard upon the desert winds or other Anecdotes .

Such heresy enraged Kor Phaeron, yet no matter how hard he beat Lorgar or how far he seperated from other sources of support and comfort, the boy remained steadfast in his belief of "The one". A belief that was beginning to spread to their followers. He had been careful not to beat or demean the boy in front of his sheep, for he knew that if they saw him so much as raise his voice to the brat, he'd be gutted and left for the maggots, unmourned by all, save perhaps the fool of the boy who wept for even the smallest forms of life. That, was at least, a benefit to Kor Phaeron. Lorgar had a weak heart. His naivety made him easily molded, and kept him from ever thinking to fight back against his father and guardian, despite the obvious and growing differences in their stature and strength.


"Keep reading" Kor Phaeron hissed, reassured that Lorgar would not disobey him, he was too weak minded, too gentle and kindly to resist in any meaningful way. He probably would not even have to have him killed, he'd become the perfect figure head. If only he could squash the heretical ideas and insipid moralistic ideals he had some how began to have fostered.
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>>5298395

Lorgar groaned, and turned the page as his father crept behind him, making the overgrown child wince as he buried his head closer to the book

"Read it for me, prove you know the meaning of what is written" He whispered as Lorgar frowned,

"I can't see. My eyes hurt" The boy muttered

Kor Phaeron was infuriated, and grabbed Lorgar by his neck

"READ IT TO ME!" He roared as the boy winced "SHOW ME YOU UNDERSTAND! DO YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE YOU? TO ABANDON YOU? You are nothing without..."

A wave of killing intent struck the priest, and he released his grip as Lorgar took a breath of air. He stepped back, no, his disciple wasn't the source. He couldn't be. It wasn't in his character to lash out. He was too attached and dependent on him to ever think of striking back so.

Kor Phaeron's pounding heartbeat fell silent, as he turned to the night beyond the tent. His bladder emptied and he fell to the ground, his legs giving out as they were wetted.

"G...gol" He stammered, raising a shaking hand towards the darkness as Lorgar looked at him, worried for his well being "Golden"

"Father?" Lorgar whimpered, rushing to his side as he snapped his jaws and began to stammering and choke on his own tongue, panic and terror washing away all his dignity and composure as he saw, standing in the dark of the night, framed by the light of their camp's fire

A massive figure of a creature larger than Lorgar himself, seething with what Kor Phaeron could only describe as an unrelenting urge to murder him in the most gruesome fashion imagineable.

But the shadow with golden eyes just stood their, glaring so hatefully Kore Phaeron felt as if he might be killed from the emotion roiling in those burning sphere alone.

Wait. No
that was his heart. His heart had stopped.

His heart had stopped from sheer fright.

Lorgar was kneeling beside him, pressing a hand to his chest as tears fell from his cheeks. Stupid boy, his father thought, you can't save me. He tried to scream, Can't you see what's standing before us, a demon stands outside our tent we must flee. But all that came out was a weak groan, as drool passed his lips

"Father, wait here. I'll fetch the medicine woman, just hang on, you can't die, you can't die" Lorgar wailed as he stood and

walked right through the shadow, as if it wasn't there.

Kor Phaeron cried out again, as he swore he could see the faceless mask of pure hatred smile with more malice than could be contain in the entirety of hell.
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"Jian Qi" You hiss
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>>5298397

Oh what's wrong, wanderer? You aren't going to pledge your loyalty to me now of all times. I have so many schemes to force you to kneel before me, it would be rather disappointing for you to enter my immortal service through such happen stances whim, but I suppose as a beacon of hope, you have more in common with me than any of those other five blithering morons who vie to own you or at least that head on your shoulders, which would be such an unforgiveable waste to simply cut away. You're talent for deception and trickery is after all..."

"You hide my brother's abusers face from me" You whisper, speaking with more menace and threat than you have before "I know your stench, your influence reveals itself to me as readily as my own hands. You are protecting the wretch, turning him to a blur to my vision, masking his soul and heart with your own"

But have you ever seen your hands for what they truly are?

"Why?" You ask plainly

I don't know, have you ever seen your hands? you'd think you would have

You let silence reign

Oh, why I have chosen to, now of all times, mask this individual of all existence, expend the effort to block that gift given to you by the renegade god? I cannot quite say myself, perhaps you would know if you looked into my scrying pools, but, why, you'd never accept an offer. You prefer ignorance

Or are you asking why I'm allowing him to interfere? It's because I like seeing you mad, Lieren, its the funniest thing in all realities, seeing a man who seeks to control and master himself be so angry he loses all of that careful cultivated order to become a whirlwind of destruction and fury, honestly, you should see the humor in how blind you become when you're upset, its hilarious

You try to strangle the spasming man on the ground before you, as he tries to crawl his twitching, locking body away from you. Damn, your hand passes through his neck. You try again, pawing at his throat with tranquil patience

Yes, we can work together when our goals align, even he who would see us all destroyed. Perhaps this alliance will lead to my ruin

Don't all of your plans, Jian Qi? Isn't that your purpose? You seek your own failure, I seek it as well, its just a bonus I can see golden eyes here wallow in misery at seeing how his brothers have been beaten and broken

Enslaved and domesticated

Your rage only builds as your brother brings a white haired witch of a woman in the tent, as his abusive teacher tries to point you out amongst the shadows, and fend you off as you try for a eleventh time to crush the life out of him and snap his neck. Your hand is still insubstantial.

This is almost making me sad, its so pitiful

Want some help there, hangman? Surely a little assistance wouldn't be damning? Perhaps we can make a deal
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>>5298400

"Silence, serpent and shadow" You say coldly, mechanically "You may be able to hide his face to me here, in your world, but in mine his identity will be revealed, and I shall bring him to justice"

Oh, as you'll free the other from his chains? I can admire such a hopeful worldview, such idealism, Which is why I am, overlooking our prior disagreements in spite of your repugnant sense of virtue and selfless nature

You know that won't work, old fool

"Silence" You command as you drive your hand into the man's chest and attempt to squeeze his failing heart. Still, your body remains as smoke

A third of the great powers, is more than power enough to displace a living soul across the galaxy. You could save them, or one of them

You do not even dignify the temptation with an open refusal, and instead continue to try and murder the man before you, as he is tended to by your foolish brother and the medicine woman he has brought to save his worthless life.

All it'd take is a trader, one brother for another, or yourself. You can embody hope once more and be the hero

"You truly are the father of hopeful fools, Jian Qi, even blinded by murderous fury, I know well who speaks to me, and that all your gifts are the foulest of poison, you cannot tempt me nor deceive me into accepting your boon, for I know who you are, Writer of all falsehood, and you shall not have me. And neither shall you, Child of Chaos. Your mockery only pushes me further from your grasps, and steels my conviction to see you hung and lifeless, as all tyrants should be."

Could you truly abandon your own brothers, so heartlessly
Could you truly abandon your own brothers, so heartlessly

You pause your unsuccessful attempts to throttle your brother's cruel master with insubstantial hands as once more, the cruel laughter of spirits born evil and sinful resound in your ears.

"Tormenting me serves no grander purpose other than salving the wounds your pride has borne due to my refusal to bend my knees and offer my service to you, the great idiot tyrants of hell. What a hollow existence it must be, to have nothing but malevolence and depravity within your hearts, to be so purely evil that all that can satisfy you, all that can bring joy to your overlong lives, is to watch others suffer and diminish. At least those who have enslaved themselves to you, the great mindless wills of chaos, have ambitions and dreams. What do you have, besides empty cruelty and apathy? Have you ever smile genuinely? Have you ever known kindness or love?"

Silence.

"I thought so" You say coldly to yourself and yourself alone

But you have not won, merely driven away the mockery of the devil lords and the annoyance of their pointless temptations. You are still unable to reach either of your brothers. Unable to save them from the hells they endure and the tyrants who beat and degrade them.
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>>5298401

Or are you? You power pales in the shadow of the Discordant lord's own strength. But your will is not so weak. You have, after all, survived their tribulation. And your soul burns forever yet shall never be consumed by the flames, nor expended even when used to heal an entity just as strong as any of the six patriarchs of devils. Just from looking at him, you brought Chun Qiang back from oblivion.

You have done many things men and gods would call impossible. All by the force of your will and conviction. Your greatest enemy has mocked you, scorned you gravely today, and presented to you what must be the most unfortunate of your brothers to you, to make you feel helpless and weak, to make you suffer for daring to oppose and resist their foul manipulations. But, you have risen Kanzeon and her sisters from their tombs. You have met the ghosts of your fallen friends. You have lead your sons in battle.

You have done many impossible things. Oft in direct resistance to the dark powers of the warp. Always for the good and benefit of others. You have made Jade from Manure, you have made it from nothing. What is preventing you, from your power and your power alone, going to the aid of your distant brothers?

The devil lords of the Empyrean scattered the nineteen of your brothers and yourself across the universe. Yet, they have no intervened and prevented you from speaking to Magnus, who would have otherwise been unguarded to their lies and temptations or reaching Perturabo, whose Paranoia may have lead him to become a tyrant himself.

You know they can not exert as much influence on other worlds as they have Shangrala, due to the long corruption of its societies and the leaking of warp energy from the hearts and injured bodies of Kanzeon.

Kong Nue and Jian Qi spoke to you as you watched the mistreatment of your brothers. That wasn't just a show of idle sadism. They were trying to make you believe you couldn't help your brothers by a show of Bravado, by enraging you with mockery and the apparent inability to protect your brothers. Kong Nue, to simply torment you for humiliating his champion. Jian Qi, because he was proud enough to believe he could break your will instead of simply pissing you off.

But, these grand displays they had prepared for you to make you feel impotent, have failed. For while they have deeply enraged and hurt you, they have also only served to strengthen your resolve. And your most powerful attribute is your strength of will. Seeing your brothers abused and oppressed has only added more fuel to the fires of your conviction, and rallied your spirit which had ailed to see them cry.

However, what is seen through the warp is deceptive, for time is not linear here. As Magnus taught you, You bloody handed brother and your contemplative one are not necessarily currently enduring the durances you saw them suffer. It may be long in the past, or be a future yet unseen. They may not have been born yet.

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>>5298406

but that does not mean they do not suffer. It only means that flying off in search of them with Kanzeon's assistance, would be pointless as they could not yet be found, even if they are preordained to land upon a planet that is the direct neighbor to Shangrala. And even if they could be found, they may have long since been broken and driven mad by their circumstances, decades before you awoke upon Shangrala.

The evil spirits knew you'd realize this, and knew it'd torment you until the day you met your brothers. But you cannot call them cunning, for they truly aren't. For you don't throw your hands up in the air when met with a seemingly immoveable obstacle. Instead you begin to meditate on how you could overcome and conqueror it. There may not be a means around it or through it, but you shall search for one nonetheless, if only to deny the smug bastards the satisfaction of watching your squirm and wail.

Jian Qi and Chun Qiang claimed they could transport you to save your brothers. That means it is possible for such a transportation to be achieved with enough psionic or spiritual energy. Much like the Golden Dragon Path. Your soul is an ever burning and renewing conflagration of energy, and include the essence of a grand spirit opposed to them and their designs. With enough exertion, you could perhaps transport yourself to the planets where your brothers suffer and bleed.

But you may not be able to return to Shangrala, as doubtlessly the devil lords would become aware of your trick and try to prevent you from repeating it. You are confident Shangrala would be in safe hands, but separating from your loved ones would be painful, and you could not lightly subject yourself to their absence or them to the reverse. And the fact Kanzeon would immediately seek you out should you attempt such a jaunt provides little comfort.
Hmm

Your soul is also of two natures. You could perhaps split it down the seams and separate it, and send only half of yourself to assist your brothers. But doing so would at the very least weaken you until you could reunite your two halves. It is also an unexplored technique, so the outcome and consequences of doing so are unknown to you. But you are certain you would survive the experience. Weakened, perhaps, but you would survive.

Then again, the self proclaimed gods of chaos also only view the world from their isolation. They only understand the relationship between slave and master, tool and holder. They cannot comprehend the power of unity or understand the actual meaning of alliance even if both were explained to them. They see only weakness in relying on others, and see pacts as only a means to an end to subjugate new thralls or expose a weakness in their rivals defenses. That means, even Jian Qi's complex plans would scarcely account for true loyalty between brothers. Magnus is even stronger than you are, as a psyker. And unlike you, isn't hated by the Chaotic powers.
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>>5298409

Perhaps, in your stead, he could provide guidance and support to your abused and mistreated brothers.
It will not free them from the torments of their lives or cast away the chains set upon them by the masters heartless and cruel, but it would at the very least ease your worries and allow you to walk away without feeling the full guilt of abandoning your brothers to their fate. He has learned to distrust the warp and its denizens, and learned of how malicious and vile natured they can be. However, due to the nature of the warp, he may only be able to contact them before a point long after you have seen them even considering his vast power and unmatched skill in wielding it. That is simply how the Great sea flows after all, chaotically and without reason. And who then could tell what will happen to them. You are sure he'd help anyway he can, but would it be too late.

Of course. You could simply hope you can find them before they are ruined or broken by their experiences. You have Kanzeon, You have Mari, You have Al-Uzza, You have Anahita and you will soon have the child born from Avalokiteśvara's death. While the probability of finding any of your brothers, let alone either of the two you have just witnessed to greatly and pointlessly suffer is incredibly unlikely, it is still a possibility, however small. And you have proven time and time again, even the smallest fraction of a chance can occur under the right circumstances. Perhaps, the best option, is to simply bow your head in defeat today, and search for your brother made a slave fighter and your brother abused by a snake of a man physically, rather than attempting to perform and unheard of feat out of desperation to save them and to spite the spirits who have surely had a hand in deciding which worlds you and your brothers fell upon. There's no guarentee you'll ever find them, let alone soon enough to help them, but there's a chance you could have ever miniscule. The guilt if you failed would weigh heavily upon your heart. You have, after all, experienced the pain of losing brothers before. Too often, and while it would be terrible to lose one or two more. You do not know these two, besides their faces.

Oh so says the rational, machinelike part of yourself trying to convince you away from doing something careless and stupid. But, can it truly be called foolish, to rush to the defense of one's own family?
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>>5298411

What do you decide to do, Lieren?

>Throw caution to the wind, and summon all of your power to force yourself to one of your brother's side. After telling Kanzeon you'll be gone on a journey, to take care of the kids and your father Wenyan, in case you end up stuck by their side

>Carefully split and separate your soul into two parts. And send one half of Lieren to protect your brother while the other remains upon Shangrala. This will probably be very disorienting

>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.

>Swallow your pain and anger, and keep your promises to save them close to your chest. Return to the living world, receive the report of the battle won, and focus on Shangrala and those upon it you can save. You will save your brothers, you will save your brothers, you will save your brothers...

>write in

And, just to be clear. None of these options would lead to Lieren being corrupted by chaos. Figured I should mention that before any of you start an argument
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Might've gone a bit overboard, but fuck it, you guys deserve it. Especially with how much I've made you guys wait between updates, recently
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
I'd rather not leave Shangrala so suddenly and Magnus needs to get out of his basement and stop cutting up demons.
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>>5298415
>Carefully split and separate your soul into two parts. And send one half of Lieren to protect your brother while the other remains upon Shangrala. This will probably be very disorienting

>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.

Could we go to one and have magnus go to the other?
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus and your Father and tearfully explain to them the issue and plead with them to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.

>Contact Dad or Malcador, The shadow for this aid in some manner.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.

I think magnus would be the better option. He's way more powerful then we are.
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>>5298415
>>5298429
>>5298433
Changing my vote to this. a much better idea.
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus and your Father and tearfully explain to them the issue and plead with them to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
and if possible
>Before departing this realm, empower our caged brother and wind whisper "Break their chains"
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
>Swallow your pain and anger, and keep your promises to save them close to your chest. Return to the living world, receive the report of the battle won, and focus on Shangrala and those upon it you can save. You will save your brothers, you will save your brothers, you will save your brothers...
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>>5298429
>>5298433
>>5298451
Oh, and supporting calling the Emperor and/or Malcador too.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus and your Father and tearfully explain to them the issue and plead with them to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
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>>5298415
>>5298428
Support this

Although here's an idea, could we call on Magnus to see if we can't conjure some warp fuckery to contact our brothers more directly (for Lorgar, tell him his father is evil) or even influence the world around them? We could try to assist Angron in a revolution before the butchers nails come to him
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>>5298418
The fact that the version with the transparent background exported missing part of the fist and I lost the file so I couldn't fix it annoys me to this day.
I could just edit the png, but it's going to get artifacts, which is arguably even worse.
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>>5298433
>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.

>Contact Dad or Malcador, The shadow for this aid in some manner.

support
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malal will we get a stagman chance again?
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.

>Contact and inform our Father and Malcador.

>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.

Guys, remember we have a eldar farseer with access to the webway and if anyone knows what planets those two are on its a farseer on some craftword. With the webway we can rush straight to them in the safest way possible.
We just have to negotiate with someone like Eldrad to get the info. Also some fuckhead farseer in canon was responsible for Angron getting caught in the first place.
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>>5298415
>Carefully split and separate your soul into two parts. And send one half of Lieren to protect your brother while the other remains upon Shangrala. This will probably be very disorienting
Because we have that whole soul replenishment thing going on will that mean that our "half-souls" will eventually grow to full strength?
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>>5298415
>Throw caution to the wind, and summon all of your power to force yourself to one of your brother's side. After telling Kanzeon you'll be gone on a journey, to take care of the kids and your father Wenyan, in case you end up stuck by their side. Go to Angron.

>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brother and aid him in your place. Ask him to help lorgar.
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>>5298415
>Call magnus
>Call Dad

We have their soul imprint and if we cared to review our memories we could probably try and decipher spacial location from stars we saw.

Lorgar vision was at night.
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>>5298446
>Been thinking up a speech to give to Angron, his friends, and his legion since the thread first chatted about freeing him
>Ends with Lieren declaring the assembled forces the Breakers of Chains (instead of eaters of cities or hounds of war) because Chain Breakers strikes me as a good name for nobledark WEs.
>The Conquerer can become the Liberator, it's a whole thing
>Been thinking about this since we first fantasized about teleporting down with marines to help Angron's rebellion
>You just out and say it
GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD
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>>5298484
I want to go to Angrons side, I want to tear apart the PUTRID, WRETCHED, PESTILENT, REPUGNANT HATEFUL high riders and put their souls through the fucking grinder.

But we can't abandon everyone else on Shangrala. Not yet at least. World unification requires working on.

So much as I desperately want it to happen we can't do it.
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
>Contact Dad or Malcador, The shadow for this aid in some manner.
Assemble the squad!
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>>5298477
>>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
adding this to

>>5298436
this
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Ill jut ask/remind other Anons but can we do some Eldar stuff shortly? We did promise Isha we'd get her out and to do that we need the other Eldar gods at least a little or something else. I know there are other Eldar gods but him wanting to bust his wife outta prison mirrors us quite nicely
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>>5298504
If we can do it while we're securing Shangrala, sure.
If we can't do both at the same time, then we should focus on it immediately after.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus and your Father and tearfully explain to them the issue and plead with them to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
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>>5298504
We will get the eldar stuff and the gods of Law eventually, as long as they don't have to compete with family they should win the votes.
Malal did say he had things planned and that he would keep antlers a secret for later.
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>>5298415
>>5298433
Support
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>>5298519
Lol, lmao even.
Wish it had the white hair, but it would probably mess with the text so it's better this way.
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>>5298527
I tried my best
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>>5298537
It's perfect.
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I think you're mischaracterizing the chaos gods. They are supposed to have positive aspects. That's why they are supposed to be seductive and desirable. Empty pleasure and lack of Virtue only goes so far.

That said. We need advice and we could ask him to travel to make haste to Logar. Angron needs saving but he might fuck that up again.

>>Call dad. Things are above our pay grade.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
>>Contact Dad or Malcador, The shadow for this aid in some manner.

As anon said, yes, I am infact calling my dad on you. What are you going to do about it?
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>>5298589
+1

Indeed I'm sure our father will care greatly about this and not deem this an annoyance.
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>>5298591
"Hey dad, I found two more of my brothers. One of them is a slave being brow beaten into submission and ruin while the other is being manhandled by a cowardly bastard who TWO of the evil spirits are protecting. This shit needs fixing ASAP"

yeah, I don't think he'll see this as very important to know. At all.
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>>5298591
They're his generals and his kin. I'm positive any information we could give to him as to the circumstances or whereabouts will be much appreciated.
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>>5298609
>>5298611
Wasn't he not preparing to leave to conquer the moon last time we talked and the fact that the primarchs left the warp at different times means it's not like he can do much.
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>>5298621
wat is astral projection through the warp the warp.
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>>5298621
The conquest of the moon was trivial, now he should be in talks with mars
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>>5298621
While he may not be able to start looking for them in the Materium immediately, that info is still useful in locating them or otherwise preparing for their reunification into Imperial society.
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>>5298621
They don't need to find them to help, they can shield their mind, give advice, etc.
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>>5298623
I get what your saying I think.

>>5298625
You're not wrong but that will force us to make some decisions that may lead to an outcome we do not want.
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>>5298589
+1
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>>5298482
I'll add this to my vote.
>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
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>>5298415
>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
Magnus would probably be very happy to learn we discovered two of our eighteen other brother during our meditations.

>Contact Dad or Malcador, The shadow for this aid in some manner.
FATHER AND UNCLE MOST KNOW!

>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
This anon is right >>5298477 There might be a chance we can take the webway to find our brothers.

>write in
When the battle is over, speak with Magnus about the possibility of carefully splitting your soul into two parts, if it can be done, and if the two halves can be rejoined once more.

As much as everyone memes on Lorgar, he is our brother whom we love very much.
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>>5298477
This please.

Gather our resources to aid our brothers.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
>>Contact and inform our Father and Malcador.
>>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.

Changing my vote from
>>5298589
this.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
>>Contact and inform our Father and Malcador.
>>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
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>>5298415
>>Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.
>>Swallow your pain and anger, and keep your promises to save them close to your chest. Return to the living world, receive the report of the battle won, and focus on Shangrala and those upon it you can save. You will save your brothers, you will save your brothers, you will save your brothers...
>>Contact and inform our Father and Malcador.
>>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.

It was a good update. Now to more talking and then planning, simply going to them would be unwise. There is things to consider and preferably do, before doing something foolish
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>>5298477

Shifting my vote to support this

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call magnus = 22
split soul = 3
call dad = 19
whisper = 1
return to shangrala = 2
carys = 10
jump through warp = 1
consult magnus = 1
total votes = 26

Carys write in is close, have a feeling the angry machine spirit of Malal's router may be key to determining if it gets enough votes. It just needs 2 if anons who previously voted add it to their vote. If new anon's vote then it needs 4.
Webway travel is speedy and we can always bet on the space clowns if the farseers say no or demand some ridiculous price.
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>>5299868
Fine, I'll help the write-in industry.
>>5298451
>>5298455
Adding to my cote
>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
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>>5299868
I'll stop lurking and help then.

>>5298415
>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
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>>5298446
adding support to
>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
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>>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.

This is a smart idea. We should yoink them all the way here!
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>Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.
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>>5299868
Actually, it's because writing the monster update drained me like a juice box and hurt my wrist in the process, so I was taking a two day breather.

Then I learned my father caught covid. On his birthday. Which sucks harder than Slaanesh. So that scuttled my ability to write it today, due to stress.

Should be able to write it tomorrow, since the worst of the concern/worry should have passed by then, at least enough so I can distract myself by writing like I usually do.

Sorry to keep making you guys wait.
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>>5302024
Hope you father gets better Malal.
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>>5302024
that sucks. how's he holding up. my brother caught it months ago and it was basically a cold for him.
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>>5302024
It's ok bb, you go at your own pace since all the updates are golden
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>>5302024
I hope your dad gets better Malal
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>>5302024
Wishing all the best to you and your Father. Oh and Happy Bday to him too!
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>>5302024
An update doesn't matter in comparison to what happened to you, i hope he gets better malal
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Forgot I had my pathfinder game today and it exhausted me again, and machine spirits kept me from writing yesterday. So the update is coming tomorrow, hopefully. Not gonna risk the machine spirits' wrath by declaring it a certainty, since they were a pain today to.
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>>5302231
>>5302247
And thanks for the well wishes for my father's health. It does mean a lot to me. Hoping its nothing serious, but its got me stressed
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Calling the vote now after a staggeringly long wait.

Contact Magnus tearfully and explain to him the issue and plead with him to reach out to your tormented brothers and aid them in your place.:23
- And your father:19

Carefully split and separate your soul into two parts. And send one half of Lieren to protect your brother while the other remains upon Shangrala. This will probably be very disorienting:3
-When the battle is over, speak with Magnus about the possibility of carefully splitting your soul into two parts, if it can be done, and if the two halves can be rejoined once more.: 1

Before departing this realm, empower our caged brother and wind whisper "Break their chains": 1

Swallow your pain and anger, and keep your promises to save them close to your chest. Return to the living world, receive the report of the battle won, and focus on Shangrala and those upon it you can save. You will save your brothers, you will save your brothers, you will save your brothers: 2

Speak to Carys to determine if any of her people would know the locations of your two brothers and if she could guide you through the webway to reach and negotiate with them.: 14

Throw caution to the wind, and summon all of your power to force yourself to one of your brother's side. After telling Kanzeon you'll be gone on a journey, to take care of the kids and your father Wenyan, in case you end up stuck by their side. Go to Angron.:1

total votes: 29

So Lieren will reach out to Magnus and their father, and tearfully plead for them to reach out to your tormented brothers, to aid them when you cannot

And then speak to Carys, and ask if any of her people would know the location of your brothers, and if she could guide you to them so you may negotiate with them

Writing now

>>5298537
kek

>>5299868
thanks for the assist
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But it is foolish, to attempt to rush across a field of fire and swords to reach them. You are impeded by the machinations and interference of your greatest enemies, the self proclaimed gods of chaos. They revel in the agony you feel, being unable to aid your brothers in their struggles and stand by them as they fight against their oppressors, drinking deep the sorrow you feel knowing they are beneath the heels of great tyrants, either enslaved like a dog or mistreated under the guise of parenthood. It makes your blood curdle, being unable to do naught but stand and witness their suffering, knowing that even if you were so careless to attempt to break the spiritual wall set between you and your two brothers, you would like acomplish nothing more than wounding yourself or unleashing upon your world or there's a great psionic backlash. The risk to yourself, to your kin and to all you have worked towards and built is far to great for you to take such a risk, driven by wild passions and pained emotions.

However, those who block you from protecting your family have made a grievous error. They forget that you are not alone in your contempt, that while Lieren has sworn himself to be their eternal enemy and destroyer of their works mighty and pettyt that so to has the greatly wise and scholarly Magnus seen through their façade of benignity through the blood you had shed and now knows evil does truly lurk in the darker depths of the great sea. And that your mighty father wishes to see them utterly undone by starving them of the attention and worship they require to remain living and whole. And that both would surely be all to willingly to take the responsibility you are forced to forfeit and in your stead aid these brothers you have found yet cannot reach out to.

And that you have allies beyond your blood and family. Have returned to a state of meditative calm by reasoning with yourself, you return to the sanctuary of your mind to enter a deep trance, sensing that the battle against the Spenta has been won, and thus bidding your body to return to its mediative position as you reach out across the vastness of space and time to contact your closest brother by blood. Magnus of Prospero, your superior in both intellectual and psionic might. Soon you can hear the mystical chimes he had forged to serve as guide for your spiritual senses and to alert him of your astral presence should he be otherwise occupied with his studies.
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Magnus sat before a great furnace, powered by the fires of his own soul. The heat roiling over him scoured his flesh and brought a great sheen of sweat down over his exposed red chest. Within the crucible before him, various components and reagents he had gathered from the great sea, refined through his experiments with the malicious denizens of the warp or created through his own experiments with infusing mundane materials with the stuff of the warp, melted together as he carefully measured crystalline dust.
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>>5304589
Dust he had created through an arduous process of purifying and condensing the raw essence of the immaterium. A gemstone his brother had encounter naturally, in its unrefined, hazardous state and had warned magnus of its mentally and physically corrupting properties, an mutative and spiritually withering effect that Magnus knew well came from the gem's radiating of potent Warp energy. The dust however, was pale blue, and served wonderfully as a catalyst for his initial experiments in drawing out the inherent power of other substances dredged from the great sea or extracted from its inhabitants. But, Magnus alone could endure the Psychically fueled flames, so he had to toil before them.

The fact his brother Lieren would routinely expose himself to even the flames of mundane forges baffled him now, the sweltering heat was rather unpleasant in spite of his superhuman physique. The heat generated by the flames he conjured, was greater than any conflagration fed by any substance in the material plane, and it was exhaustive to simply be exposed to it, let alone work for days within it.

Magnus sighed, and forced the air around himself to cool, to keep himself from overheating as he worked in the cornea of the supernatural flames.

And then, he heard a gentle chime, carried by an unfelt wind to him. With a flick of his wrist, the flames were smothered and his forge closed. With another, protective wards and Null Denouncement charms burned themselves into every surface of his workshop, sealing it and protecting it from prying eyes and curious hands, and protecting prying eyes and curious hands from its still smoldering contents. With a brisk stride, Magnus Marched to his personal meditation chambers, and answered his brother's psionic call.

To his shock, Lieren was overwhelmed with grief, the ever burning avatar of his brother weeping as he approached him in the shallows of the great sea, tears of gold and silver sparks falling from his cheeks as he wailed and cried as if he were attending a funeral of one closely held to his heart. Magnus did not assume the circumstances that lead his usually jovial brother to such sorrow, and simply sat patiently and respectfully until he had composure enough to regale him with the story explaining exactly what had driven him to tears.

Magnus felt his anger rise as Lieren told his story. Of their brother chained, collared and enslaved to fight for the amusement of mortal tyrants, treated like an attack dog more than a man. Denied his chance to use his gifts to better the lives of their people and advance their adoptive societies , as He, Lieren and Perturabo had done for Prospero, Shangrala and Olympia. The red titans rage only grew, as he heard of the cruel mockery of the observing evil spirits, and it peaked as he heard the abuses meted out upon their brother, who was clearly of a gentle soul if he would rush to save the life of his abuser without a second though.
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>>5304590

A Brother enslaved and forced to bloody his hands with the lives of those he wishes to save and lead to a brighter, free future. And A Brother entrapped by an abusive father, who no doubt was suppressing the development of his brilliant mind. His fury nearly equaled that which burned within him when he saw Lieren himself burned by the rage of the great malevolent entity known as Khorne.

His brother pleaded to him to lend whatever aid and companionship he could, for he was prevented from doing so by the unparallel disdain the lurking powers held for him. As if he needed to even ask. The brothers departed soon after the Gentle eyed giant finished his story, but not before the two shared a comforting embrace initiated by Magnus himself
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"Malcador" You say, trying to hide your disappointment that you met your father's right hand man, rather than your father himself. The hooded figured considers you as you stand outside the golden gate marking the entrance to your father's personal astral sanctuary within the great chaos of the Empyrean

"Second" Malcador says in a playful manner

"I was expecting my father" You reply plainly yet respectfully "I must assume then, that you have met me in his stead as he is otherwise occupied, no doubt carrying out a crucial step in his plan for universial reunification. If you've come to tell me I must depart for now, and seek an audience at another time"

"I know you would not contact us without good cause, Lieren" Malcador said gently, bowing his head "Though your father had expected you to speak to him sooner, You, by design are a man of tireless action and duty. For you to interrupt your work, simply to speak to us, means you either once more require our aid, or wish to bring to light a crucial piece of information"

"Then I shall trust you to carry my message to my father. As I continued to scour my world of the taint of chaos" You say, nodding your head as you hide your hands in your sleeves "I happened upon two of my brother primarchs, as I dealt with threats in the Emperyean, and I sought them out, out of curiosity and hope to connect to them as I have with Magnus and Perturabo"

Malacador remains silent, listening intently to your story.

"And I found their present circumstances to be most terrible and unpleasant, unbefitting any man, it does not do that they suffer so greatly, and suffer these lives of toil and hardship alone" You say sadly as Malcador sighed through his nose "And I cannot lend them my aid, for I am...blocked from doing so"

"It is to be expected, though it is unfortunate not all of your brothers landed upon worlds that welcomed them with open arms and kindness" He says shaking his head
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>>5304592

"It must be difficult for you, to see them suffer, to see anyone suffer, with that...gift of yours. But, what do you expect us to do, to fly to their rescue? To contact them through their dreams and offer them comforts? As you rightly guessed, Your father is seeing to vital work. The first steps of our conquest of the void, the reunifying of Terra's solar system"

You take a sharp breath.

"I do not mean we shall do nothing, Lieren, but we cannot miraculously save them from their suffering. If you had coordinates to the system, star or planet where they were sent, we would be able to take action. Though it would still not be immediate" He says appeasingly "Locating them by their presence in the warp, would be difficult. Your father and I, will seek to contact them. But that is all we can do, offer them guidance and whatever comfort they, as genetically engineered super warriors may require. Unlike you, your brothers were not blessed enough to stumble upon a trove of undamaged Archeotech nor to awaken their psionic potential so suddenly."

"That is enough, I asked Magnus to do the same. I know he and my father are my superior in terms of psionic mastery. and as I said, I am blocked from using my own psykerism to reach either of my brothers" You say cordially, bowing your head "I thank you, advisor to my father, for hearing my plea"

"And, tell me, is the obstacle in your way in danger of corrupting either of your brothers?" Malcador asks suddenly, voice unrelentingly cold and grave

"They only kept me away and hid the face of one who would abuse my brother while acting as his father" You admit "He who is enslaved wept for those he was forced to kill, and the abused sought to save his father's life when he mysteriously fell victim to a sudden affliction of the heart. They are pure of heart and of good virtue"

Malcador lifts his head up

"You gave the man a heart attack through the warp?" He asks curiously "And let us hope they shall remain as you saw them, it would be...unfortunate if they were to fall victim to that which cannot be spoken of"

"No, he saw me and was stricken with such terror his heart stopped" You say calmly "Unfortunately. It has happened before to those who have the misfortune to bare witness to my wrath unrestrained. And it truly would be a tragedy, for any of our kin to fall victim to the blind idiot "gods" "

"Terrifying" Malcador says with a chuckle "Well, if there is nothing left to be said, I shall relay your message and the circumstances of your brothers to your father. But before we part ways"

You lift your head, having already began to cup your fist and bow to politely say your goodbyes to Malcador.

"I must say I'm impressed with your achievements, even if I did not trust you from the onset as your father did. Your work upon Shangrala...is inspiring" He says, patting you on the shoulder "I can only hope your brothers follow in your footsteps, second"
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>>5304593

And then, with a smirk, he vanishes past the golden gates.
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You and Kanzeon watched your sons burn the dead of the Spenta, having suffered no causalities as they stormed their cliffside and subterranean temples. Temples they were now clearing and demolishing as per your orders.

"It'll be alright" Kanzeon whispered in your ears, sensing your duress "They're your brothers, they're made of the same stuff as you and by the same design, they'll endure the hells they've found themselves in, as you have endured trials far closer to the mythological concept of hell. Worrying yourself sick won't help them, especially when there's no reason to worry. I mean what's the worse thing a bunch of barbarians with run down technology they barely understand can do to a genetically engineered superhuman?"

"I know, I am being foolish" You whisper back "but yet I still fear for them, still worry for them. For they are my brothers, and I shall weep for them until they are free from their chains"

Kanzeon frowned, and tried to hide the tears in her eyes, and pouted as she sensed you noticed them through a cursory observation of your thoughts. So she instead held you tightly, knowing you were suffering as she had, not knowing what fate had befallen her sisters.

"Perhaps I can be of service to you, great philosopher?" Carys suddenly interjects, standing behind you and Kanzeon

"Don't give him any ideas, the last thing we need is for him to run off on a quest across the stars" Kanzeon sighed heavily "I've barely been able to hold him back from doing just that alone, without even my help. And yes, he could find a way to get across space without transport. He's stubborn enough to try swimming"

"I would argue in defense of myself, but you are entirely right, my songbird" You chuckle "What would you suggest, farseer Carys"

"We may be outcast, but we retain ties to our craftworlds and to our relations upon them" Carys says

"And do these relations of yours know of the location of my suffering brothers?" You ask picking your chin as Kanzeon glowers and grips your arm tighter

"Among the Aeldari, there is someone who knows where anything may be found. If Kanzeon gave me permission to, I could..." Carys began

"I wasn't going to stop you, if there's a way for Lieren to save his brothers, lead him to it. I can't stand watching him suffer in silence, and mope as he stews in sorrow and rage. It hurts me as much as it hurts him" Kanzeon barks "And yes, I was just arguing against this, but that's before you started being reasonable, Aeldari"

Aeldari?

"I can respect the ones who aren't conceited morons, as small in number as they are" Kanzeon continues, smiling as she ruffles your hair "And your surprised face, is absolutely adorable Lieren"
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>>5304594

"You know of the webway, all I would need to do is guide you to he who I am certain knows where your brothers stand, and hope they are not so blind to refuse allying, however briefly, with a giant with a golden heart" Carys says happily

"Eldar, don't you dare call me adorable in my old age" Kanzeon growled

"You read her mind as well?" You gasp with mock scandal

"Don't you start" Kanzeon snapped, as Carys glided away, cackling to herself as Kanzeon's face turned bright red from whatever she saw in her mind "Giving me more reasons to hate your kind, witch"

"I am glad you two are getting along" You say happily

What do you do, Lieren?

>Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.

>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.

>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.

>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon

>Write in

Sorry again for taking so very long.
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>>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon

TIME TO RIDE OR DIE FUCKERS! HOLD ON BOYS BIG BROTHERS COMING TO GET YOU!
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>>5304595
>Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
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>>5304595
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
Finish up what we came here for and then go to save our brothers.
Hope that Guonzhi doesn't die before we return, he can reincarnate, but chaos is probably going to make it extra hard this time, the sore losers.
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>>5304618
>>>5304595
>>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.
>>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
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>>5304595

>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.

>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon

Don't be sorry Malal, This shit is fire and enjoyable no matter the waits. It helps make the day and week better tbf.

However, FUCK YOU MALCADOR
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>>5304595
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon

This probably is not the greatest of ideas since we will be gone for a while due to warp spaghetti, but fuck that we're going in
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>Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.

I think we all know who #1 Best Farseer is talking about. Fucking Eldrad. Lieren is going to burst a blood vessel when he finds out he was responsible for Angron's enslavment.
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>>5304595
>>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
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>>5304595
>>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.
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>>5304646
>since we will be gone for a while due to warp spaghetti
The Webway is vastly less awful in this aspect.
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>>5304604
Support.

We have 0 time to delay
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>Write in
We must handle this with tact and manage the variables present as such that being our world, our sons, our wife, our sister in laws and brothers.

Thus I propose the following.

1) Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.
While there we reintroduce them to Dae-Hyun so we can personally witness how it goes and ensure nothing weird happens when they see his new form. This also doubles so our sons do not feel we have abandoned them for they came all this way for us. Officially give him a suitable Jong-ji title "Dae-hyne Legion Master of Eternal Devotion" [Since in Han China they were big on general of X names]

While we do that we delegate as is key for a commander

2) Let the Sisters have their reunion and allow her to come meet us when she feels comfortable for we will be hear some time.

3) Let our friend and brother the Emperor of Long-ji himself make the first contact and offering of peace, our wife can go to so the gravitas remains.

4) Train our Sons awhile personally while we wait for Carys to set up the meeting. Once said meeting is set, we explain to our Sons we are going to seek a way to aid a fellow Primarch before departing for said meeting. Ignorance and misunderstanding are what lead to troubles so we can salve this. Naturally since Dae-Hyun is with us we can meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon


Balance, order and efficiency!


Then into the Webway as our sons watch over the world and refine themselves~
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>>5304973
Lieren isn't a dumbass. If he had time to waste around while Carys got the meeting set up, he'd spend it being productive. That the option is given by default to go with her to meet this eldar means we don't need to waste time for a meeting to open up, and that means every single action we spend here on Shangra La means the longer our brothers suffer.
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>>5305024
We cant just leave either, it would upset our sons, it'd fuck with our comrades and the sisters. We need to work out a path forward before vanishing into the Webway. Thats why i suggested what i did with The Carp Emperor meeting the new King, set it up so we can leave knowing stuff is already kinda set up. I'm sorry to say but our brothers will have to least another week or two as much as it pains us. We need to set things up so stuff doesn't crumble without us or begin to crack. Lest we trade one calamity for another.
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If we ride to our brothers' aid we'll have to tell dad about the webway and Eldar.

That could be a good thing or a bad thing.
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>>5304595
>>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.

>>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.
>>5304973
Respectfully, there’s no way in hell I’m gonna vote for 5 different things at once.
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>>5305097
Damn, and Malcador just came around to liking Lieren...
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>>5304595
>>Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.
>>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
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>>5304595
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.

and
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
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We should let Magnus handle Logar because he can prove the evils of chaos better than we can. He can also teach him self confidence and self esteem. Things Logar is making up for with blind obedience and worship.

The emperor might not like having a willful son, but he would HATE having sheep. Religious sheep especially

.>>5304594
Malal. You do realize that these choices are Non-exclusive since they're all being done by different people.
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>>5305155
It's hard to hate someone so based.
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Guys? Before we leave, shouldnt we gather all the remains of Kanzeons dead sisters to repair them and aid us in our search for our brothers? Or possibly leave at least one sister to protect the planet while we're gone?
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>>5304595
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
>Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.
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>>5304595
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
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>>5304595
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.

I wouldn't be surprised if the trade deal happens on its own, plenty of people who could facilitate it and would want to help.
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>>5304973
We do *Not* have the time to waste with 5 options.

The most we can do is inform our sons and keep them in the loop, So I will add

>Give command of our sons to Dae-Hyun and inform him that we are going to aid our brother

to >>5304686


But every action we take is one which decreases the potency of our focus. And Angeron requires our aid immediately, no man should live as a slave but our kin? Worlds shall burn for less.
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>>5304595
>Give command of our sons to Dae-Hyun and inform him that we are going to aid our brother
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>>5304595

>Give command of our sons to Dae-Hyun and inform him that we are going to aid our brother

Make sure that our sons know exactly WHY we are leaving, HOW is not as important, only that we can do this by ourselves. Trust is essential, so let us not pull a Big E and put doubt into the hearts of our sons as he did in canon.
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>>5304595
>Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.

>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.

>>Give command of our sons to Dae-Hyun and inform him that we are going to aid our brother
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>>5304595
>Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon
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>>5304595
>Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.
>>Give command of our sons to Dae-Hyun and inform him that we are going to aid our brother

Send info that the mission is done to Jinhai (at least in Zoroast), beside inform our bro of what we are going to do and of Arash. Jinhai is a good leader, and with our information the interaction between Zoroast and Long-Jia will go well. The sisters are essential for Shangrila future which might as well talk a bit of before leaving. Of course we are returning home for free our solar systems neighbours and welcome them.

So we are helping our brothers, but what about the peoples of this two worlds ? We know the answer to this, but it would be best to bring some units and firepower with us. Alone would be a bit too slow.
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Calling the vote now. Sorry for the long wait. Good news though, my dad kicked Covid's ass. Bad news is I celebrated a bit too hard

Give command of your sons over to the recently recovered Dae-Hyun, and covertly enter the Web way to meet the Aeldari who Carys believes can lead you to your brothers. Also, meet the youngest sister of Kanzeon:17
- And tell him you're going to aid your brother: 5

Watch Arash Zaandia's victory, and congratulate your sons for their valor in fighting the Spenta, protecting the people of the Zoroast, and Purging the Angra of their corruption and protecting the Pure Angra as they earned themselves a place in the new society Arash has made, before returning to Long-Jia.:6

Meet Anahita, now that she is safe from harm, and watch as Kanzeon, Mari and Al-Uzza, tell her of the fates that befell her other sisters.:13

Approach Arash Zaandia after he crowns himself king, and offer him a very beneficial trade deal with Long-Jia, having judged him a worthy ruler.:7

5 action write in: 1

Try to direct Magnus' attentions to Logar and your fathers to Angron: 1

total votes:23

So Lieren will meet Anahita personally and observe as her sisters tell her of the fate of their family, before greeting the newly "Born" sister than now inhabits Avalokiteśvara's vessel as he temporarily returns the reigns of command back to the newly restored Dae-Hyun, before covertly entering the webway to meet the Aeldari Carys believes can lead you to your brothers.

Writing now
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>>5308219
glad your dad is okay Malal
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While the whole of the Zoroast region is distracted by the coronation of Arash Zaandia, who has leveraged his now vast wealth and the army he finances with it to extend his rule over the rest of the petty kings, disparate fiefdoms and disunified city states. The majority of your sons attend this ceremony, as it would seem they had earned themselves no end of honors as they followed Arash's army through the lands, for even though they were commanded only to ensure the Pure Angra could travel unmolested to offer their aid to the usurper king and be free from discrimination and ancestral hatred, they had also lent their great martial skills in defending numerous villages and besieged cities that were caught in the wave of chaos and religious and societal upheaval generated by the extermination of Spenta cults orchestrated by your hand. You are proud to be the father of such Heroic sons. You have arranged for your sons to regroup as soon as Arash solidifies his hold over the now unified Zoroast kingdom.

Which should be amble enough time for you, to travel into the mines you have covertly protected, to Meet Anahita now that the danger surrounding her has passed. You will allow the ten of the eleven sons trusted to know Kanzeon is their mother and are aware of her and her sisters' true nature, to be present for this meeting. A meeting where you shall be merely an observer yourself, as Kanzeon has already called Mari and Al-Uzza from their tour of the lands of the Long-Jian empire and the expanse of the bask republic to be present to welcome Anahita back to the world of men. Having alerted them almost the instant the battle at the Great Spenta temple was won, they are due to arrive any moment. Kanzeon of courses, ventures down to her sister's vessel by your side, leading you by your hand as her true-self hovers unseen in the heavens above, where it will soon be joined by Mari and Al-Uzza.

Your first impression of Anahita and her character, is that she is much less refine and artistically minded than her sisters. While they all decorate their silver and gold halls with symbols and scenes that speak of their personalities, personal aesthetics or even their beliefs, Anahita halls are baren and rather roughshod, seeming more like a collection of workhouses and tunnels carved by hand through a mountain of metal than the heavenly temples and peerlessly beautiful temples that her sisters have made herself. Her silence, also speaks of her dutiful and hardworking nature. Though as she becomes aware of your presences, the corridors smooth themselves out and are decorated hastily with blocky characters and art that to your eyes resembles the primitive cave reliefs drawn by the Tigerfolk and the earlier settlers of Shangrala. You have seen similar paintings in the Cavern above Kanzeon's resting place, and surrounding Kuan Im's empty husk.
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>>5308278

"You know, Aunt Ana's body reminds me of the tomb cities of Creti" Nikephoros muses outloud as the rest of your sons march behind you in solemn and silent reverence "There's a similar austere beauty to her undecorated passages, I can admire such efficiency in architecture and design. Soothes my soul"

"You'll be disappointed then, when you meet her, she is anything but austere, unlike Al-uzza" Kanzeon sighs heavily as the temperature rises to rival that of a forge "In fact, I had to remind her to repair her manufactorums before creating an avatar for herself"

"I was surprised to hear Mari was able to convince Al-Uzza to do the same" You add, nodding as you walk beside Kanzeon, focusing and straining your sense of hearing to try and pinpoint the sound of Anahita's internal mechanisms and industries.

"She felt left out" Kanzeon giggled, as the lights flickered and then glowed bright orange and yellow, your sons instinctively adopted defenses positions and stances, though they carried with them no weapons or armor.
There was a loud thudding down the corridor, the sound of heavy footfalls. And that was when you first saw Anahita, as she envisioned herself, the reflection of her soul made flesh and blood. Her puppet was charging down the corridor, with skin tanner than any of her sisters, and more muscular. She was dressed in the attire of blacksmith, and her hands were calused and covered in burns, all manufactured as a kind of fashion statement, of course. She had even give her avatar scars across her face, marring her otherwise jadelike beauty. Her amber eyes glowed beneath a mane of copper hair that would not look out of place amongst the Vishnu, wild and untamed, and heavily braided with brass cogs and polished iron beds woven into it.

She was taller and broader than Kanzeon at the shoulders. She wore goggles ontop of her head, and a ring of advance mechanical tools at her hip, swung by a glaringly plain belt.

"Kazzy!" She screamed, as she threw herself through the air, pouncing like a cat towards her sister

Kanzeon deftly sidestep, her expression unchanging as she avoided her wild sister's affection. And so poor Nikephoros was crushed beneath his aunt.

"Impressive" You whistle, noting how she had managed to knock the wind out of your son's lungs, when you had seen him withstand indirect bolter fire

"We came in pairs" Kanzeon explained to your confused sons, as Anahita leapt up off of the prone and stunned Nikephoros, and sat on her haunches like a feral child or curious beast, or like Akanksha whenever she wasn't in motion or made to stand with a proper, dignified posture "At least in terms of our specialties, though our purpose influenced our personalities. Anahita was Avalokiteśvara's twin"

"Fuck" Nikephoros gasped as you smoothly moved past Anahita, whose eyes were rapidly and excitedly flickering between her sister and your children
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>>5308281

"Allow me to help you up" You say kindly as Anahita stands to her full height and tries to force Kanzeon into her embrace once again, laughing as Kanzeon, using the movement of the night crane style, ducked beneath her arms. Anahita didn't seemed at all phased when she ran face first into her own wall

"Come on, don't be so cold. Its been ages since we've seen each other" Anahita mockingly pouts as Kanzeon sighs through her teeth

"We met a few days ago" She drawled, keeping her hands hidden in her sleeves "You're just trying to embarrass me in front of my husband"

And with one word, Anahita's attentions were direct towards you. You met her gaze, wearing a stony expression as her eyes narrowed and she smiled playfully as you reflexively pushed the still recovering Nikephoros behind yourself

"oh! I didn't even notice him! What a keeper! Figures you'd catch a fine man, Sis. Didn't know the giant and massively muscled were your type!" Anahita exclaims as she tries to catch you, but finds you harder to grab hold of than a fog panther's tail. Or rather a carp in a stream, as you preform the carp's dance to avoid her attempts to pull you into a hug "Come on stand still! I just want to hug my brother in law! I know your tough enough to endure a vice grip"

"I simply think it is unbecoming, to show such wild affection in a first meeting. Remember your manners" You tease as Kanzeon rolls her eyes and fully crosses her arms

"She has made it a point of having none, she enjoys being crude and loud" She explain, and so, once more, draws Anahita's attention to her. But, she was distracted, and so, flustered, she is hoisted into the air as Anahita grins victoriously and you supress the urge to chuckle at your beloved's expense

"Caught ya!" Anahita boasts

"Anahita, what are you doing!" Al-Uzza cries out "That is most improper! at least try to act seriously for once"

And so, Kanzeon was dropped, and one of Al-Uzza's first physical sensations was the feeling of being compressed and crushed by the arms of her sister. Her dignified air and serene expression were completely destroyed as she tried to squirm out of her powerful arms, her glasses falling askew as Anahita rubbed her hand roughly through her hair

"Uzzy! You're here to! Why'd you make yourself so tiny and slight?" She asked, even though Al-Uzza was as much of a giant as any of her sisters or you

"Hello Lieren" Mari said quietly as she slid past her sister, using Kanzeon and you as shields as she, still holding Al-Uzza, tried to pull Mari into her arms as well "Forgive Anahita for her excitment, she's always been like this"

"Made her popular with her crew" Kanzeon stated warmly "Now, please put down Al-Uzza before you break her, we have much to discuss"

"Hey, Do Immy and Vara have bodies to? Where are they anyway, From what I can tell, they were closer to well you fell, weren't they, Kazzy?" Anahita asked with a blithe, unknowing smile. A deep silence fell.
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>>5308282

Mari looked like she was about to cry, Al-Uzza eyes lowered as her lips gently fell to frown, Kanzeon simply closed her eyes and bowed her heads

"They're gone. As are Albina and Philotes" Kanzeon said sadly. Anahita's expression fell, and her eyes filled with great sadness as her body seemed to become empty of consciousness for a moment. The whole of her true body shuddered, as a great, static filled wail rushed through it and assaulted your ears. Your sons were overcome by the sheer volume and intensity of her cry, as, suddenly, reinhabiting her puppet, she fell to her knees and clawed at her hair, tears flowing freely.

You took your leave along with your sons, to allow her time alone to grieve amongst her sisters. Al-Uzza awkwardly adjusted her glasses, as Mari looked at her feet and wrung her hands. As you left, you saw Kanzeon kneel down and tightly, and loving embrace her sobbing sister.

Anahita was still crying, when you next saw her, even after being told of the true fate of Kuan Im and Avalokiteśvara and their treachery and betrayal of humanity and their sisters. She was sullen, and teary eyed as you properly introduced yourself, and tried to comfort her as Mari and Al-uzza sat on either side of her, wiping her tears or patting her head.

You had only spoken for a few hours, and shared a few glasses of Dragon spit, diluted with plum juice and spring honey, when much happier news arrived.

Dae-Hyun had been fully healed, and his body restored.

And like turning over her hand, Anahita was once more in high spirits, and had to be held back from flying herself to meet her "new" twin sister, or from running their even though a sea separated them.

So, leaving the lands of the Zoroast in the capable and virtuous hands of Arash and his new administration, you sent a message to the imperial court of Long-Jia and the council of the bask republic to send official envoys and diplomats to Arash's realm, to bring it fully into the fold of the "Civilized" realm of Shangrala. Anahita chose to keep her avatar on Kanzeon, so she could "get to know her only brother" better, while you traveled back to the former site of Nitya Sinha's city.

All but the ten sons who know the truth of Kanzeon and her sister, were set out to patrol the unclaimed wilderness of the former Vishnu states. But this was not an order to distract them. You had gotten numerous reports of bandits without any sense or self preservation attempting to attack the laborers of the ministry of development. So you decided, rather than punishing the criminals yourself, you'd leave it to your sons. And their Angra friends they had smuggled out of the Zoroast, having convinced them to "Sign up to the Imperial army".
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>>5308286

To your surprise, Dae-Hyun doesn't greet you as you arrive at the outskirts of the raised temple city, which remains a terribly difficult to transverse, due to the still active special disruptors and sub dimensions that have been left empty after the city was cleared of corpses and let to the elements.

So, with Kanzeon, her sisters, and several armed drones that are the mirror of Kanzeon and Anahita, you venture into the depths of the vast, and confusing city.

And soon find Dae-Hyun. You are stunned to seem him, as he was before he was ruined by war. He is handsome, and you can see he more strongly resembles you than any of your sons. He has cut his hair to mimic the gentlemanly styles of Long-Jian nobility, though a shorter style than your own too short to support the locks and braids you tend to wear with yours, with brushed back bangs and hair tightly gathered to form a small bun. Which has been pinned through with a long needle with a lotus flower made of pearl and jade set at its end. His eyes are emerald green, flecked with gold. And you know those are not their natural color, but rather a cosmetic alteration to honor Kanzeon as his mother.

But, despite his refined hairstyle, his features are rough, that of a warrior, bred of the likes of the Vishnu, Cuis, Lais, Leis or Kangs. Which only make the mustache and short beard he wears seem all the more dignified, though it is shorter than Lai songs, and wilder than Jinhai's. He is sat before a garden, which he himself has made and kept. A fountain stands before it, alongside a great stone stele marked with fifty four all to familiar names and several you know vaguely as belonging to the terran soldiers who accompanied your sons to Shangrala across the Golden Dragon's River.

You watch silently, frozen in awe at the sight of your revitilized son. When something more surprising than his newly healed body steps into view.

Kanzeon's youngest sister. Or rather her avatar. Seems she chose to make one, while Dae-Hyun was recovering and help raise and form her psyche and personality. A little girl, whose dressed in dirtied, clothes of the type that would be worn by a commoner child or farmer's daughter. Her hair is a strangely familiar hue of grey, and her eyes are bright, almost neon green.

Dae-Hyun looks up, and gasps as he catches sight of you

"Father" He whispers

"Son!" You shout, as you march up to him. Kanzeon's youngest sister glances to you, before turning to her sisters, who tower high above her childish self. She blinks once as you stand before you sons, as tears flow from his eyes, and he tries to find the right words to voice his gratitude.

When his ward choose then to open her mouth, and ruins the solemn, quiet atmosphere of this simultaneous reunion and first meeting between family.
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>>5308288

Boldly stepping forward, she places her hands at her side in a manner you've noticed many of your sons practice when giving commands or orders, and glaring up at Kanzeon, speaks with an unmistakable terran accent, with the demeanor of veteran and course natured soldier.

"My big brother told me my sisters were coming to visit me, along with his father! Now I know he looks like he could handle himself in a fire fight when the cards are down!" She says, in an adorable attempt to sound fierce and commanding "But you scumbags look like you couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag! Your ass look like several metric tons of chewed bubble gum! I see I'll have to whip you into shape, so you won't be such an embarrassment to the corps!"

Kanzeon's expression could only be described as murderous as she look past the incredibly proud looking, foul mouthed little girl to the Weeping Dae-Hyun. Anahita began howling with laughter, and fell over on her back, kicking her legs as she began to have a fit. Al-uzza looked like the shock of hearing her little sister speak had briefly disconnected her from her flesh puppet. And Mari just winced and tried to make herself look small, which was a quite the feat considering her towering height.

"Dae-Hyun" Kanzeon snarled venomously

"She named herself Liberty" Dae-Hyun said brazenly, smile a jackalish grin "and I swear upon the names of the dead, I did not coach her to say any of"

"Yes you did!" Liberty cheerfully chimed up. Dae-Hyun looked at her with utter betrayal as you stepped aside

"This is just Karma balancing itself" You say plainly, as Dae-Hyun raced away from the furious Kanzeon and her drones, while Liberty watched the chased with childlike glee and awe, her eyes twinkingly with joy as she watched her first teacher run away from her older sister.

"Dae-Hyun!" She squeaked, shaking her fists in encouragement for the fleeing astartes "whatever you do, don't fall down! That would break my fucking heart!"

"I see he forgot to include etiquette lessons in your curriculum" You sweetly coo, as you kneel down to be at eye level with Liberty, and cupped your fists to greet her polietly, a gesture she fumbled to return "I am Lieren of Nothing, it is a pleasure to meet you in spite of your sharp tongue"

"I'll rip those organs I made for you right back out you bastard!" Kanzeon shrieked

"What's a bastard? Dae-Hyun told me it was another term for enemy" Liberty asked cheerfully

You decided to try and impart some manners to this child, and let Kanzeon punish Dae-Hyun however she saw fit, assuming she didn't calm down before catching him. Once they had reconciled and introductions were made, you'd present Dae-hyun to his brothers, and relinquish command of them while you left to see to your duties as the grand architect of Long-Jia.

While you were actually seeking an Audience with a farseer of great renown. A respected figure amongst the craftworlders and a mentor of Carys named Eldrad.

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>>5308289

What do you do, Lieren?

>Simply follow Carys alone, and seeking an audience with Eldrad and entrance to Ulthwé.

>Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny.

>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity

>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting

>write in
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>>5308290
Would Magnus be physically with us or just astrally projecting?
>Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny.
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
Between his usual self and [THE OGRE], how much anger do you think will Lieren feel when meeting Eldrad? At least when/if he learns about his dealings with Angron?
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Simply follow Carys alone, and seeking an audience with Eldrad and entrance to Ulthwé.

A light explore/look around but gotta stay on task, get a good look at everything so Pert and magnus can look at memories later
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>>5308290
>Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny.

>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
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>>5308290
>>Simply follow Carys alone, and seeking an audience with Eldrad and entrance to Ulthwé.

I suppose liberty is personified enough to count as a sort of modern post-classical goddess. Or it could be a low gothic-ized version of Libertas, just to soothe my 'tism and keep with the female deity naming scheme. She's great though, regardless.

Also, who was Kanzeon's twin? My money'd be on Kuan Im given her reaction to her ascension and betrayal, but I don't know enough about Philotes and Albina to rule them out.
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity

>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
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>>5308302
You are correct, the naming scheme lives on.

>>5308248
Thank you

>>5308297
Astral
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>>5308290
>Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny.
Funny is the only reason I need. Let's do it bros!
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>>5308290
>>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
yo, bro, i got an in to a sweet party
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
Magnus would probably be just as interested in the webway as us, would make for a nice bonding moment.

I can already tell I am going to love Liberty.
Is it just me, or would Liberty, Meixiu and Liling make for one hell of a tag team?
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>>5308290
>Explore the web way
>Invite magnus
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
>Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny.


Give info on Magnus about eldars and our mission. Present Carys to Magnus too.
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With that out of the way unless we have something important to do on Shangrila, pet the head of Liberty before leaving. I recon her big sisters will become her tutors too now.
I am conflicited with bringing Kanzeon, it would be really funny since both her and Eldrad are very old. Now that I think about it though, Kanzeon could be able to analyze and scan the webway while we pass through it...... yeah I vote for bringing her too.
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>>5308290
>Simply follow Carys alone, and seeking an audience with Eldrad and entrance to Ulthwé.
Focus on the mission
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
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>>5308290
>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
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>>5308290
>>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
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>>5308290
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
He will greatly appreciate a chance to meet such a powerful Psyker, I'm sure if it.
Also I love Liberty. If a single hair on her head is harmed I will make it my mission to demolish this entire galaxy.
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>>5308290
>>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
>>Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny.
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I wonder how Magnus will find the Eldar.
There is potential for bad trips and shenanigans.

>Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity
>Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting
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Sorry for the long wait. Should be able to get an update out later tonight/ tomorrow morning. And if not then, sometime tomorrow. Hope all of you guys had a nice father's day, I did thankfully, though it and Tabletop monday kept me from writing for two days.

Also, need some help figuring out the synopsis for this thread, since I need to archive it soon, either this update or the next one. And once again, I am sorry I've been so slow to update lately.
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>>5311191
Lieren and his sons helps bring prosperity to the people of the Zoroast while helping yet another one of his sister-in-laws. discovers a bull-like abhuman species and two of his brothers in trouble. Seeking to help his brothers Lieren ask for aid from his Eldar allies.
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>>5311191
>need some help figuring out the synopsis for this thread
Something like "Lieren de-Chaoses the Zoroast, introduces some allies and reunites with others long past, meets his final living sister-in-law, and has a conniption over two of his brother's living conditions."
I know there's a character limit, I just don't know what it is.
>And once again, I am sorry I've been so slow to update lately.
No sweat boss, we're just happy everything's kosher on your end.
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>>5311191
No problem.

Zoroast and the Angra are saved, Dae-Hyun is healed, talk with Anahita, and 2 brothers are in danger. Lieren will now travel to meet a certain eldar. Liberty is here !
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Calling the vote now. I've archived this thread, and will make a new one.

Bring Kanzeon along to meet Eldrad, it'll be funny: 5

Explore the webway connecting to Ulthwe, and admire the webway itself, indulging in your scholarly curiosity:12

Contact Magnus and allow him to join the meeting:12

Simply follow Carys alone, and seeking an audience with Eldrad and entrance to Ulthwé.: 3

total votes:18

So Lieren will Contact Magnus, and invite him to join this meeting, and admire/ study the webway near to Ulthwe's webway gate

Writing now

>>5311199
Part of the problem is I've been real stressed lately. Most of the problem is the fucking machine spirits
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>>5311436

New thread. Gonna try and return to my usual pace this thread



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