Lykonian Devils
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"Θυμηθείτε το Istvaan! Για τη Λυκόνια!"

λ The lost 11th Legion, returned.

λMultiple Characters spanning the different eras.

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"I will have to hold back my natural stride."

He said quite bluntly as he stood up.
She goes over to him, taking his hands and tugging him forward a little. Bouncing slightly on her feet.

" Come run with me! "
"And you did, I think Novar was pushing your limit too even"
"And you did, I think Novar was pushing your limit too even"
He's met with one hell of a pout.

" I wanted to get through training today but it ... seems it didn't burn off the caffeine sufficiently enough. "
Areus is sitting and watching.

"I told you not to drink so much tea."
Areus is sitting and watching.

"I told you not to drink so much tea."
Pacing --

Restless.
"Thank you Lykos."

He said as he continued to finish up the first part of the meal, enjoying every bite of it.
She anticipated as much, hence all the prep work she'd done. Akemi would give his arm an affectionate little pat.

" No worries, I'll go fetch you a new bowl. I'll be back before you know it. "
"I would like more, since this bowl alone won't satisfy my hunger."

It was a rather small bowl, damned Astartes biology made his metabolisim larger.
"I would like more, since this bowl alone won't satisfy my hunger."

It was a rather small bowl, damned Astartes biology made his metabolisim larger.
She's trying her best not to simply ( watch him eat ) but it seems like the dish has his approval. And she's delighted.

" Enjoy. If you'd like some more, I made plenty. "
To other Astartes, he was sleeping in. It was essentially lunch time for his type of warrior.

"It smells delicious, and looks interesting."

He took the spoon and filled it with what he could before taking a bite, savoring each flavor his enhanced senses could pick out.

"Interesting.."
To other Astartes, he was sleeping in. It was essentially lunch time for his type of warrior.

"It smells delicious, and looks interesting."

He took the spoon and filled it with what he could before taking a bite, savoring each flavor his enhanced senses could pick out.

"Interesting.."
" Breakfast! " She's practically beaming. It's a little atypical of a meal for this time of day, at least ... back home it would be. But she couldn't sleep, so here was the result.
The smell alone awoke him, rising from his bed he turned to look towards the bowl.

"What is this, Lykos?"

He took the bowl and gave a greatful nod.
The smell alone awoke him, rising from his bed he turned to look towards the bowl.

"What is this, Lykos?"

He took the bowl and gave a greatful nod.
She has some food for Areus this morning! Only a little spicy, to wake him up.

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Good little reminder that no matter the colors or the name

Those of Lykonian stock are always Dripped out.
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𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
'𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸.

🖤;🔁

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⚔️WHY DO PEOPLE LIKE THIS DUMBASS HOMEBREW

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Oh by the by, here's Areus out of armor anyway have a nice day.
Novar is currently sitting on a hill overlooking the city of Aurec, taking in the cool wind and the warm sunlit day.

He appreciates that his home had barely changed in the millennia he was gone.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞,

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑼𝑴𝑷𝑯 𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝑫𝑰𝑬!"

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐑𝐏

=[Archival Footage of the Wayward son of Xiphos]=
⚔️I may or may not accept part of the blame for reviving the 40k Community along with @legioxxi.bsky.social Mun.
"The Lion wishes for my council? Oh I'd love to hear the reason for this. Very well. I shall accept his request, lead the way."
"The honored primarch of the first wishes your council, sir."
The Primarch opened his eyes, turning to face the Astartes.

His scarred eyebrow was raised at the one who greeted him.

"Dark Angel?"
The Primarch opened his eyes, turning to face the Astartes.

His scarred eyebrow was raised at the one who greeted him.

"Dark Angel?"
"My lord."
The Primarch Xiphos has been spending time in the fields surrounding Aurec, letting the breeze blow through his hair and past his face.

He has 10,000 Years of this to catch up on.
The Primarch Xiphos has been spending time in the fields surrounding Aurec, letting the breeze blow through his hair and past his face.

He has 10,000 Years of this to catch up on.
a painting of a field of grass and flowers
ALT: a painting of a field of grass and flowers
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The Lykonians are back for now, a good portion of the legion is on standby while the other majority is off in the Galaxy doing their craft.
With them it'd probably reach someone in that time.

The backlog is terrible.
Maybe I should request another temporary leave.

I bet I could knock fifty years off.
One of the Captains of the Eleventh Legion once encountered a regiment of Guardsmen who had requested ammunition and...fuel for their tanks.

Finally they had received it after two hundred years.
One of the Captains of the Eleventh Legion once encountered a regiment of Guardsmen who had requested ammunition and...fuel for their tanks.

Finally they had received it after two hundred years.
So I’ve heard…
You're not wrong.

The Administratum does not help one bit in that regard.
You're not wrong.

The Administratum does not help one bit in that regard.
While my Spartan colleague might not know much about this Imperium—I’ve actually taken the time to read our reports on them.

And I can’t help but feel it’s just one big mess.
Novar's just looking down at her confused.

"Did you walk in on Lochias and Areus while they were sparring again?"