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Meanwhile in Angel Exterminatus (which takes place 10,000 years earlier but was written about a decade later):
‘He is low-born,’ said [Toramino]. ‘You can expect little else from those not of noble lineage.’
‘It galls me that Perturabo cannot see it.’
‘The Lord of Iron is wise in many things, but he was wrong to remove you from leadership,’ said the voice. ‘Having mongrels like Kroeger in command is the thin end of the wedge. It is indicative of a slide into mediocrity that will lead to polluted bloodlines being raised to the fighting ranks.’
‘Over my dead body,’ spat Harkor.
‘We are the noble blood of Olympia,’ said the voice. ‘We have that uniting factor, and blood will prove true in the end.’
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We had an insightful discussion that in the 40k Sicarius spirit guide is Aeonid Thiel, and Ventris has Remus Ventanus on his side.
And that’s wonderful, especially if you know their personalities.
I love that episode from Swords of Calth` it makes so clear that Pasanius is my banana roll for a reason
Pasanius shifted his weight and looked at Uriel.
‘We might be able to get through there, but aren’t you forgetting about the Militarum soldiers? They’d never survive that route.’
‘Is that our primary concern right now?’
‘I’m not sure I understand what you’re suggesting. At least, I hope I don’t.’
‘One of those human soldiers will likely be dead soon,’ said Uriel. ‘And the odds of the others surviving to reach Anchorage Citadel are low.’
‘What are you saying? That we just abandon them?’
‘Without them, we could regroup with the Fourth before nightfall.’
Pasanius put a dusty hand on Uriel’s pauldron.
‘I’ve heard it said a warrior comes back changed from crossing the Rubicon Primaris,’ said Pasanius, ‘but I can’t believe Uriel Ventris would come back so changed that he’d be ready to abandon his allies.’
‘I do not wish to, but it is the only logical option,’ said Uriel. ‘You know it is. The longer we are out here, the more likely it is the necrons will locate us and attack in overwhelming force. It is only thanks to Adept Komeda’s skills in binaric obfuscation they have not already found us.’
‘So we just leave fellow Imperial soldiers to die, is that it?’
‘They are only three lives, weighed against the possibility of losing seven Ultramarines. Even their own Militarum strategos would not consider that an acceptable calculation.’
Pasanius removed his helmet and placed it on the rubble beside him. Dust caked his skin, and his eyes were bloodshot. His face was streaked in sweat, the lines in his face deeper and more careworn than Uriel remembered.
‘If they’re only mortals, then why risk your life to save Corporal Vivaro when we were about to crash?’ asked Pasanius.
Uriel shrugged. ‘I acted on instinct.’
‘Then hold to that instinct,’ said Pasanius. ‘Or you are not the man I followed into the Eye of Terror, not the man at whose side I have fought since our days at Agiselus.’
Anger touched Uriel, but he pushed it down, detaching his psyche from the combat stimm-boosters welling in his bloodstream. He took a series of long breaths and nodded, knowing Pasanius was right and pushing down the imperatives hardening his thoughts.
‘I apologise, my friend,’ he said. ‘You are right – the Rubicon has made me more powerful. I am stronger, faster and tougher. I think faster too, but the cost of that is terrible, cold logic that seeks to expunge weakness wherever I see it.’
‘Weakness? You think those soldiers are weak?’ said Pasanius.
‘Compared to us, they are.’
‘Compared to you, I am weak. Does your cold logic apply to me? To the Swords?’
‘Of course not,’ said Uriel, aghast. ‘You are my brother Astartes!’
‘For now,’ said Pasanius. ‘But how long will it be until the Primaris brethren outnumber the existing Space Marines? What happens then?’
Uriel had no answer for him, but his friend wasn’t yet done.
‘You and I have fought the worst horrors of this galaxy, clad in the finest armour and armed with the deadliest weapons,’ said Pasanius. ‘They go into battle with nothing more than mass-produced armaplas and a lasgun. We are trained to overcome fear, but they have to fight and overcome every instinct for self-preservation to march into the fires of war. That’s courage. And we don’t abandon courage.’
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when you say something very silly but your face looks really pretty
full version：
（I'm not very good at translating into English, please don't mind if it looks weird）
from DEAD SKY, BLACK SUN :
The fortress of Honsou was a nightmarish black fang against the sky, ebony towers of dark, bloodstained stone piercing the clouds of ash and crackling with dark lightning. The towers and arched halls of the fortress were surrounded by scarred bastions with walls hundreds of metres tall. The upper levels stood inviolate against the besieging army below, but the lower reaches were a cratered hell of flames and war. A haze of powerful energies surrounded the fortress as though it were not quite real. Uriel had to blink away stinging moisture from his eyes if he gazed too long at its lunatic architecture.
The world itself echoed to the snarl of mighty machines, and the rhythmic drumming of hammers sounded like the beat of some monstrous mechanical heart. Like a malignant fungus, the armies of Honsou’s attackers were spread around the fortress in jagged lines of circumvallation, zigzagging approach saps snaking through the lower foothills of the fortress and ending in heavily fortified parallels, studded with enormous bunkers and redoubts. Blooms of explosions swathed the fortress and the plains before it flickered and flashed with the constant muzzle flares of monstrous cannons and howitzers.
A huge ramp was under construction from kilometres back that would allow heavy tanks and Titans access to the upper levels of the fortress and Uriel could see that the plain was teeming with millions of warriors. Sprawling camps and entire cities had been built to barrack these soldiers, and how they were going to successfully get through so many enemies to reach the fortress was beyond him.
‘Having second thoughts?’ asked Vaanes.
‘No,’ said Uriel.
‘Sure?’
‘I’m sure, Vaanes. We can do this. It will not be easy, but we can do it.’
Vaanes looked unconvinced, but pointed to where the plateau narrowed to become a near-vertical shear in the rock that carved a path down the flank of the mountain, ‘That’s the way down that leads to the plains below. It’s steep, very steep, and if you fall you’re dead.’
The thought saddened [Ventris] and he poured another glass, raising it in a toast to the dead of Chordelis. He downed the drink and poured yet another, suddenly desiring the oblivion that only alcohol could provide.
Pour one out for my boy Uriel, trying to get drunk on an oolitic kidney
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Ok but what if Honsou isn't around in current Iron Warrior lore because after Perturabo was like, "good job son, now you will stress test my foundations for the Infinite Citadel with basically no fleet" he tried to go back to Huron Blackheart for reinforcements? And Huron was like, "you wasted the last batch, you fucking donkey, but I'll reconsider if you go capture a Haemonculus to help with my medical issues."
Honsou then gets put in the brig to think about how he will manage this. He's just about decided that the Dark City is impossible for him when a Red Corsair Reave-Captain in charge of a really small fleet comes calling. Corsair bro says, "I know where you can find a Haemonculus. There's this archive I've heard of..."
And that's how Honsou ends up under a pile of scarabs on Solemnace as Trazyn considers archiving him.
I would say that that's where his luck runs out, but Honsou is basically Angel from Buffy. So he probably flat out asks Trazyn for a Haemonculus, and once he hears the story and realizes what an oddity Honsou is, Trazyn lets him have it on the condition that he accepts a quantum tracker so Trazyn can grab and archive him just as he dies.
Honsou, of course, doesn't believe he'll ever die, so he agrees and heads back to Huron. Huron is shook, doesn't flat out give him a fleet this time but lets Corsair bro stick with Honsou. So off goes Honsou again, this time to stress test the foundations of the Infinite Citadel for his dad.
The testing goes well for years, until it doesn't. Honsou losing at the stress testing is Perturabo's sign that the Infinite Citadel is ready to get rolling. We know how that goes for him, that's what the new Reign of Iron book is about. But as for Honsou? When he lost at the stress testing, he was about to die. Then, it happened.
Yes, my headcanon answer to the question, "what happened to Honsou?" is, "He's in a pokeball."
