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The 18th Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes, he spends most of his day doing paperwork and organizing bloodgames. Feel free to ask anything.
Name: Atticus Vulcroa

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Khornate on Terra
“That’s the Lucifer blacks problem. Maybe I will send in a single new custodian to watch over them as a lesson.”
Omegon managed to acquire more cans of surströmming for her biggest prank. As she proceeded to open the can and dump the brine all over the carpet floors around the imperial palace, making sure the pungent smell cover the whole building, she was even bold enough to pour a little bit more of the brine on the front door to Guilliman's office with a perfect disguise, making sure that the prank didn't tie her in any way or another
“Ahem.”
Omegon stop before she slowly turn around with a nervous laugh
“Leave.”
"Hold on" Omegon said as she quickly throw the open can of surströmming at the captain general before quickly disappeared into the shadow
Atticus stepped to the side as the can and fish went to the floor. He glanced back at the Primarch with a sigh as he could not find her. “Maybe Constantine was right…”
Omegon managed to acquire more cans of surströmming for her biggest prank. As she proceeded to open the can and dump the brine all over the carpet floors around the imperial palace, making sure the pungent smell cover the whole building, she was even bold enough to pour a little bit more of the brine on the front door to Guilliman's office with a perfect disguise, making sure that the prank didn't tie her in any way or another
“Ahem.”
Omegon stop before she slowly turn around with a nervous laugh
“Leave.”
Omegon managed to acquire more cans of surströmming for her biggest prank. As she proceeded to open the can and dump the brine all over the carpet floors around the imperial palace, making sure the pungent smell cover the whole building, she was even bold enough to pour a little bit more of the brine on the front door to Guilliman's office with a perfect disguise, making sure that the prank didn't tie her in any way or another
“Ahem.”

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@divinituscaptivus "Prepare yourself, captain-General. We arrive at Mars on the morrow."
“Understood, my Lord. I will prepare a landing party and ensure that things go smoothly on my end.”
"There is the matter of how I should appear to them. No mortal nor lord high lord, nor even a lowly servitor has seen my face in ten thousand years. In that time they have constructed idols to their idealized version of me, idols that barely resemble, especially in this new form my flesh has taken."
The ancient motioned to the remnants of his last battle, the soul-deep scars that would never leave him, no matter how many times he died. Mottled, ropy flesh coated his left arm and half his face, while the silvery remains of lacerations made their mark across his chest. His left eye, burnt to bubbling ruin by Horus's magic in another life , was now riddled with cataracts, blinding him in that eye.
A god should have no blemishes, no imperfections, but this one did.
"I am bereft of armor, of regal regalia, of all the symbols of my office save for two; my blade and my guardians."
“The blade is enough. Your armor can be reforged in time, the pressing matter of the moment is figuring out how to leave the system and regain control over warp travel.”
Atticus ignored the blemishes as he spoke. The imperfections that quietly mortified him. Not from shame, but the smallest hints of concern and fear. This form of Kusig was unknown to him, he had not seen the countless scars once.
“The Martians are a capable force, but they stand divided for the moment. Utilize that division and take control of your own path. They are far weaker than when we fought them thousands of years ago.”
Atticus’ mind turned from the scarred man in front of him to how they would leave the system. Their technological might was now gone and there was hardly a way to traverse it without excessive danger.
"Then tell me, Atticus, how do we turn them from warring against themselves to falling to their knees before me? You did mention something of a schism between them. How are we to be certain that those still on Mars are our allies? Surely they must have seen the End of Terra firsthand; the lights on its surface going dark, the ships fleeing, the activity suddenly halting. Terra is a black-glass gem set in their skies now, one bereft of life, save for myself.
Would some of them have celebrated the end of my Imperium?
Would others have mourned?"
“No. The Martians are hyper religious and the faction that worshipped you has kept a close eye on it. It is possible that changed since Terra’s fall but the odds are that they are still the religious zealots, if a bit crushed by your ‘death’ should we call it. You standing here would be more than enough to reignite that zealotry.”
Atticus started to subconsciously pace as he finished speaking, mind going back to Terra. That planet was not a great place to live but damn it, it was his home too.
His mind quickly went back to Mars to prevent having to think about that emotional crisis that may cause.
Ghost Legion, by Mike Brooks
A few chapters in, and we have several plotlines to follow. Evelyn Darke, who was named at the end of Harrowmaster, is now on Solomon's trail. Akurra himself thinks he is playing at Star Wars, invoking hope as a weapon against the grinding tyranny of the Imperium. And the Astartes in his Ghost Legion do not ably take to the Harrowmaster's peculiar vision.
It is charming, that the previous book's deep cover agent bristles at the administrative and defensive role he's been saddled with. When he brings up his actual concerns with Ghost Legion conduct in this New Alliance, we complete an great dichotomy for Solomon Akurra to navigate.
1. Akurra says that the Imperium sucks, in large part because of how damn much it LIES. His big rhetorical moment in Renegades: Harrowmaster is a speech that unites various Alpha Legion warbands juuuust before their hands are collectively forced by Imperial action.
2. He also believes it is not enough to just be an evil and disorganized degeneration of the Imperium of Man. Because then you side with Chaos. So we get a decently long exchange where the 1st book's causus belli argument gets expanded upon*
3. The crooked timber of renegade Astartes does not make for the most just protectors of an alternative to the Imperium. Ideally, this will set us up for a playable Solomon model and more books. Because him saying, in Coil-esque fashion "I need my villain-run polity to be a shining city on the hill for reputational reasons" is both funny on it's face and an EXCELLENT thing to motivate a long heel-face turn.
Also, the Pillar of Dreams is a divinatory macguffin? proooooobably not the haft of the Pale Spear which our Harrowmaster needs to complete his Sentimentality-based totem of authority.
*this is an early contender for a yet-unpicked mystery. The Warhammer40k book club did an episode
...on the first book, and one of their observations was that it got massacred in the edit [which I agree with, there's a lot of jumping about]. It just so happens that I wasn't particularly BOTHERED by this, because the bolter porn action kept the story moving. The unpicked mystery then, is as follows: was the conversation between Akurra and his Ghost Legion subordinates in the chariot ORIGINALLY written for the 1st book? Is that part of why this sequel exists at all? Because Mike Brooks made Woke Huron Blackheart a member of the Alpha Legion?
Up to page 71.
I kind of worry that the book is going to tilt into a black comedy. That the Imperium simply isn't sending their best. That Vashtor the Arkifane is going to jumpscare out of an abominable intelligence. That the ideological inferiority of heretics and traitors will undo the Harrowmaster's rebellion surer than and Indomitus fleet's hammerblow.
The book has improved!
There's no obvious black comedy turn as yet. Tulava is sentimentally attached enough to Akurra to get him out of harm's way when a Callidus nearly kills him, and the Vanus captured the moment on camera. This is both a fun use for the haxxor assassin AND a good setup for an eventual confrontation with the local Abominable Intelligence.
Solomon has also gotten more sympathetic! He tells his Nurgle-flavored brothers no when the warband leader broaches using biological weapons in defense of a city.
@askrobouteguilliman40k have you read any books in the current setting where a Chaos force is on the defensive and regularly in the reader's POV? Because I expect the above exchsnge is atypical.
This is my penultimate update on the book.
1. The Assassins interludes are Officially Confusing: I thought there was a pair of Calidus, but there was 1 infiltrator, 1 hacker, and 1 Oh Shi-! [Eversor]
2. The editor dun goof'd. Both by waiting too long to spell out the nature of a particular macguffin and having loose accounting of time with one of the returning characters. When part of the final act reveal is made, Everything starts spilling out in a single chapter in a way I thought detracted from the book.
3. We get a stupid, unforced error on the part Solomon while doing the last obvious fight of the book, for which I don't have a good explanation. Obviously in the past he'd cross falls with Tulava's warpwalks, but her protectiveness got her taken off the board. Our Harrowmaster is shown not wanting to take himself out with prolonged repairs of kit or refits, but I don't know that jump packs specifically are difficulg to swap on and off.
4. The Ghost Legion Admiral is a good boss! [After a fashion] Namely by inviting a little risk unto himself and his ship in exchange for letting the Female Space Marine Dishonor Guard of the Diabolicus feel Included.
5. The AI is not particularly clever, but I wonder if some of its parts got cut with the Novator's chapters? For reasons I'll discuss later, she was bound to survive the initial invasion od the planet, so she could be the human toll for the less stupid inquisitor. Disloyalty of the local tech priest was eventually guaranteed by the political state of exception on the planet, but the AI couldn't make that work in it's favor.
6. I really hope that there's a For Want of a Nail joke about the traitor in the penal legion, where it comes out that her handler is actually in the Ghost Legion and she dies at Qope's hands for a basic failure to share notes among Alpha Legion warbands.
Going to need a reread maybe a quarter of the book to catch how the stinger happened. The Callidus is obviously the best candidate for 'Assassin who escapes death in the theater where the Imperials lose', but I was more sure that they'd be dead in the confrontation with the legionaires.
Admiral Vakai REALLY got bailed out by timing. It LOOKS like this was causally related to Tulava taking the Deal, which was a bummer on two counts.
I know that I defended Tarkir Dragonstorm for having the overthrow of dragonlords happen offscreen, but 40k is all war stories all the time, such that if a matchup is interesting enough, the audience will Fucking Drown in it. This is sometimes known as "#th War for Armageddon"
Second, I feel like we didn't get enough of Tulava establishing her reasons for not consigning herself to Chaos. Especially since she's been palling around with a Renegade Space Marine for 2 decades.
The AI created by the Mechanicum priest in the Ghost Legion was a bitch coward. I know this because he gets this big, yucky ogryn servitor body, and never fights with it! Which is REALLY relevant when there's an Eversor in the building.
I didn't really like the macguffin of the Pillar of Dreams! Ooooh it's an AI that pokes at a wraithbone doohickey full of dead farseers to answer questions. The imagery of the Navigator trying to mentally grapple with it was fun and spooky, but it would have been a better macguffin if it could withstand 1 pyrokinetic making an ash of herself because she was too cringe to actually contribute to the story!
If I'm putting this on the scale with Genefather and Archmagos, it would place below both of them, but above the Scions of the Emperor book and Renegades: Harrowmaster [the 1st title in this sequence]. Reason being that less of Ghost Legion [this book] is joking and gesturing at the readers, which has some limits.
I kind of expect Solomon Akurra to reject the daemon in his arm out of grief in the 3rd book, which will be great to see now that one of his only friends is fully compromised by the Ruinous Powers.
I liked the friendship/brotherhood between Kyrin and Akurra, but I could have used more. Maybe when this gets omnibus'd we see them hanging out via short story while Qope Halver gets patched up after the events of #1?
Obviously, I understand that as written, the Pillar of Dreams is too strong a device to actually let stay in the keeping of 1 empire-building astartes, but I would have accepted it getting Pokeballed by warhammer's player avatar Trazyn the Infinite. If the Pillar was truly this human/aeldari hybrid tech, just like the flatworld of Genefather, then maybe we're getting a DAoT sketch of interspecies cooperation? The Pillar is clearly from a time when the relationship between monkeigh and aeldari had soured to exploitation, which is INTERESTING since the macroengineering project reflects better relations. Also, Trazyn isn't the Most poised to use it tempermentally, which is the Whole Point of his dispute with Orikan in TIatD. That monocular bitch would probably refuse to operate such a device out of principal, which would be Extra Rich if it could spit out an answer like 'how do I resleeve all the necrons into Decent Meatsacks?'
I have this dream of Akurra going through this loooong heel-face turn as he discovers that he can only defeat the Imperium by being morally superior to it, which includes rejecting Chaos [which would be a tragic conflict to have with his sorceress bestie!]
A thing I generally like about the book is that Akurra is struggling with Fancy Play Syndrome both in himself and his fellow Legionaires. Wanting to blow up the landing site a liiiittle bit later, deploy a superheavy tank when the enemy column is 50 meters further into your killzone. It's endearing, like an older sibling trying to assert responsibility after weeks of backstabbing and plotting by an under-parented family.
I don't think it was meant as a double joke, but I THINK that the Chemdog traitor's contsct WAS NOT in the previous book? I'd have to go check. I'd be delighted if that turns out to be relevant to the next book's sideplot, but I can't definitively say it isn't a callback. Or maybe it's a reference to the modern Alpha Legion books I haven't read? @askthecaptaingeneral do you know if a modern-era Alpha Legion character went by the name Hojun Frale?
Nope. I have yet to take a look into alpha legion lore so anything to do with them I am lost on
Were you also affected by the glitter rain earlier?
“The fucking what?”
Favorite custodian?
"Are you mad?! That is a question akin to asking a father whom his favorite child is!"
You're one to talk, Kusig. You have a favorite child!
Atticus crosses his arms and waits for the irony to set in.
"What? You act as though I have something in my teeth. Stop staring at me like that. It is bizarre!"
“Starts with an H…”
Do you have a favorite emperor?
“No. In fact you will find I have a tendency to dislike shards of the Emperor. Their very existence poses a philosophical and paradoxical problem for me.” Atticus crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. “I am hardwired to absolute loyalty. If the Emperor asks me to do something, I only ask when they want me to do it. But if one fragment asks me to do something, and another tells me to not do it, who do I listen to? For that very reason, the only version of the Emperor I like is the one that fought in the unification wars.”

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Favorite custodian?
"Are you mad?! That is a question akin to asking a father whom his favorite child is!"
You're one to talk, Kusig. You have a favorite child!
Atticus crosses his arms and waits for the irony to set in.
Have you met the emperor shard? That keeps giving out brownies and other baked goods?
“I have not.”
@divinituscaptivus "Prepare yourself, captain-General. We arrive at Mars on the morrow."
“Understood, my Lord. I will prepare a landing party and ensure that things go smoothly on my end.”
"There is the matter of how I should appear to them. No mortal nor lord high lord, nor even a lowly servitor has seen my face in ten thousand years. In that time they have constructed idols to their idealized version of me, idols that barely resemble, especially in this new form my flesh has taken."
The ancient motioned to the remnants of his last battle, the soul-deep scars that would never leave him, no matter how many times he died. Mottled, ropy flesh coated his left arm and half his face, while the silvery remains of lacerations made their mark across his chest. His left eye, burnt to bubbling ruin by Horus's magic in another life , was now riddled with cataracts, blinding him in that eye.
A god should have no blemishes, no imperfections, but this one did.
"I am bereft of armor, of regal regalia, of all the symbols of my office save for two; my blade and my guardians."
“The blade is enough. Your armor can be reforged in time, the pressing matter of the moment is figuring out how to leave the system and regain control over warp travel.”
Atticus ignored the blemishes as he spoke. The imperfections that quietly mortified him. Not from shame, but the smallest hints of concern and fear. This form of Kusig was unknown to him, he had not seen the countless scars once.
“The Martians are a capable force, but they stand divided for the moment. Utilize that division and take control of your own path. They are far weaker than when we fought them thousands of years ago.”
Atticus’ mind turned from the scarred man in front of him to how they would leave the system. Their technological might was now gone and there was hardly a way to traverse it without excessive danger.
Aren't all of the shards of the Emperor depressed?
“Or in pain. Some are angry and spiteful.”
The one that calls himself Kusig Alad? How is he?
“Depressed.”

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Well damn. Guess I’ll get another daemon to inconvenience you.
Sighs.
Okay. The room has been burned. Have fun dealing with administration.
“Thank you.”