#but since he is dead and this referred to live primarchs it saves me from weighing my feelings towards pre heresy horus with the traitor

[roboute-guilliman]

Lord, if you could redeem any one (1) of your surviving traitorous brothers, which would you choose?

This question has caused me to deeply reflect on my personal feelings towards these traitors. Assuming one could, somehow, truly become redeemed and incorrupt, my choice would have to be Magnus. While I detest all traitors, I do not believe he was inherently doomed to betray us, like the wretch Curze, for example. I often wonder what would have happened if the Emperor had not lied to us...

Either way, Magnus' vast knowledge of the warp and psychic abilities would also surely prove beneficial in our continued fight against chaos.

[kalle-and-lita]

Kalle and Lita’s Roleplaying Rules Master Post

Hi! The Mun from the Warhammer Roleplay Blog @Kalle-and-Lita here. It’s been a few months since I came into the Warhammer Roleplay community (March or April I believe) and I figured it was high time I made a master post of who I am, my muses, and my rules, for ease of use.

About the Mun:

I’ve been part of tumblr since about 2010, though I’ve been a part of the fanfiction/Ao3 community since 2006 when I was about thirteen. So I’ve been writing for a good while, and it’s a hobby I have a lot of passion for. In my mind, there’s nothing more empowering than creating your own world so vivid in one’s mind, and I love sharing my work with people. I don’t write for praise, or recognition, I write because I love it and I want to share my ideas with other people, and have others share their ideas with me. I suppose that’s why I love the roleplaying community so much, because we’re all authors collaborating to make an awesome story with our characters.

The Mun’s Rules:

I’ll do my best to keep this as simple as possible, for ease of use and reference.

Be kind: I think this rule says it all; and this is a non-negotiable. Any unwarranted attacks on my personal being or integrity is not going to be tolerated and will get you blocked. End of Story.

Be courteous: This rule reflects both ways, I believe. I will try to reply to a post at least once a day, unless both of us are really into the current thread, but also understand that I do have a life outside of tumblr. If an emergency pops up on my end I will let you know that I won’t be able to reply for a bit until it's resolved.

Communicate: The key to a great relationship is communication. If you don’t like something that me or my muse has done, please let me know so I can fix the problem and apologize. It is never my intention to offend or anger, and I want to know instantly the moment that I do. However, in regards to Rule 1, if for any reason I am lashed out at, called names, or attacked with venom I will drop you immediately. There’s no reason why we can’t talk like adults.

No Godmodding: Neither one of us will dictate what the other character does, and I do my best to hold myself to this standard as well. If I unknowingly transgress upon this rule please let me know so that I can fix it.

No explicit smut: I don’t mind shipping, but would prefer fade to black scenarios and after coitus snuggling instead of details of intimacy. Any pushiness for this scenario will get the Thread dropped.

NO NON CONSENSUAL!: I cannot express this enough; I know the Warhammer universe is supposed to be gritty and grim dark, and I’m okay with writing about gore and violence, but Non Consensual Sex of any kind is an absolute deal breaker, and will result in blocked accounts without preamble. I have not and will not tolerate this on any level.

My Muses:

Lita:

    A native of Nostramo, a planet of eternal night and nearly eternal suffering. Violence is prevalent in every dark corner of the street, and death awaits to the unprepared. Lita grew up in this harsh world, hiding in the shadows until the day her adopted father Rylen found her and saved her. Head Servant in the Palace of Nostramo Prime, she grew up in relative safety, avoiding the wrath of the Barons with the skills Rylen taught her. 

It was until she was much older, and several years after Rylen’s passing, that Lita attracted the attention of the Baron of the Palace. This drew the ire of his wife who subsequently attacked Lita, scaring her face and body irreversibly with a deadly knife, and had her thrown over a balcony to die.

Lita lived, but whether she was lucky to have done so was a matter of debate, for she now lived in near constant pain. The fall had shattered her spine, and it was nearly unfathomable that she could walk again, but walk again she did. Her return to the palace coincided with the ascension of the Night Haunter as the King of Nostramo, bring order to a once ruthless planet through fear.

For the next several decades, Lita served the Night Haunter as his faithful head servant, and confidant, striving with him to keep Nostramo peaceful and in order. Or at least until the day the Imperium of Man came, and the Emperor of Mankind reclaimed his long lost son. It would be several more years of faithful servitude, rife with peril and unrequited emotions on Lita’s end, and the adventure of a lifetime, before she would once again find herself at her King’s side. This time working to bring peace and order to a vast galaxy rife with danger.

Lita’s untimely end came shortly thereafter, at the hand of Nostramo Rebels. Stories persist of her kind character, always willing to reach out with a kind hand instead of a fist, and capable of second chances where there should have been none.

Kalle:

    Kalle was born a Child of the Night, a prison born degenerate of a Mother he didn’t care for and a Father he would never know. He lived his entire life in the pitch black prison pits of Terra, becoming so intuned with the shadows that he called his home, that he eventually learned to control them. It was by luck alone that he was chosen to ascend to the ranks of a Space Marine, becoming but a single cog of many in the Imperiums grand schemes.

    It was no surprise that his ascension landed him as a Night Lord, a figure of terror that planets whispered in fear of. However, unlike several of his gene-kin, Kalle took no joy in the murder and torture of innocents. Instead, he preferred his own company and his books, fighting only when necessary. His kills were clean, quiet, and precise, nothing more and nothing less. Fearing that his odd ways would be seen as a weakness, Kalle kept himself apart from his kin on missions, until an incident involving a Xeno resulted in a near all out brawl between him and his battle brothers.

    It was only by First Captain Jago Sevatarion’s interference that Kalle escaped death that day, and his actions caught the attention of Lita, right hand of his Primarch, Konrad Curze. Shortly after the brawl he was taken from active duty to serve as Lita’s bodyguard upon the Nightfall and when she participated in planetary compliances, much to Kalle’s chagrin. It was only due to Lita’s persistence, kind and understanding nature, and her defence of Kalle when Curze found out about his Psychic Nature, that the two formed a close bond.

Becoming that of a Mother and her son, Kalle wholly devoted himself to Lita until her untimely execution, an event in which Kalle would forever blame himself and his Primarch for. Enraged at Konrad Curze for his failures in preventing Lita’s death, and every other terrible event he foresaw, Kalle engaged in single combat with his Primarch in hopes that he would die. His Primarch did not grant this, cruelly leaving Kalle to live only because he had been Lita’s favorite. After his recovery, Kalle defected from his Legion, manning a singular vessel and escaping across the fringes of Imperial Space before the Horus Heresy.

He would spend the next several hundred years in self imposed exile, eeking out a living out of his unwillingness to die a dishonorable death. Eventually, he would come into contact with the native feral humans of the planet, forming a close bond to a little boy whom he dubbed Veselin, for his joyful personality. Veselin became like a son to him, and even long after his son’s death Kalle would watch over his family line for the next several generations.

Or at least until the new Imperium of Man came, and burned his second homeworld to the ground. Distraught, Kalle took up his weapons and killed as many as possible, using their latent psychic energies to break open a sealed temple he’d found in his time on the planet. Inside, he found the remains of a Cult that could create life and bring back the dead, and latching onto the unhealthy obsession of bringing back all that he’d lost, Kalle commandeered and Imperial Vessel and once again set off into the stars.

Several more years would pass as Kalle pursued his unhealthy obsession, finally culminating in an attempted resuscitation for Lita, summoning her spirit from the void to inhabit a different body. This form of Lita looked to all the pain and destruction Kalle had wrought in his attempts to cheat death, lamenting that Kalle had lost his way in his grief. She denied the sacrificial body that had been presented to her, stating that she could never be happy with new life with all the death he caused.

This resulted in a full mental breakdown, Kalle having lived his life thus far on the hopes that he could have back everything that had been ripped away from him. As the last vestiges of power slipped away from the summoning spell Lita begged Kalle to find a new life to live, to hold onto the hope that he could have a better future full of laughter and love, leaving him unsure that he ever could.

Notes: This is the end of the Masterpost, which turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would be! Either way, if you have further questions for me that weren’t addressed here, or have an interest in starting a thread or two, just give me a PM and I’ll be happy to talk!

KnL