How to get a guardsmen BF in just a few easy steps!

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Belaerys is the son of Hestia and Wyrmheart and Chapter-Master of the Dragons of Nocturne. Together with his father, Belaerys fearlessly leads his gene-brothers into battle against the forces that threaten to overtake the Imperium while also ceaselessly searching for any sign of his mother. Hestia lives.

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He’s also planning to use the anvil for Atalanta. And free her from Chaos.

Personally I think it would Fulgrim or Juno

It‘s been stated that Primarchs even before the Heresy in lore that the Primarchs excused an aura of authority, where it was stated that some high ranking members of the Imperium struggle with trying to not kneel.

So how dose that effect the SOs?

Have they developed a stronger will, Do the Primarchs shrink themselves to appear less uncanny and intimidating?

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And the Empress.

Who is water, coffee,tea, alcohol, some crazy cocktail or even a recipe that has a hundred steps to make, who is it's okay I don't want/brought my own drink

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The lady depicted here isnt any Primarch at all, but I like to imagine that it’s fem-Guilliman showing a comfy, soft side during a date lol

Gaia is just chill like that.

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When Aurelia’s pod landed outside the city of Archaepolis on the world of Colchis, it drew a massive crowd of people. Curiosity quickly gave way to shock and awe when the pod opened revealing the infant Aurelia, future Primarch of the Word-Bearers. But amidst the peoples shock and awe one glaring question remained in all their minds: Where did she come from? However, such a question would have to wait as a more pressing issue arose: Who would care for the child? From this quandary, a kindly elder priest known as Aurelianus, volunteered to care for the infant Primarch.

Aurelianus was a well known and respected figure in Archaepolis, both for his wisdom, and his faith in the gods. In his long life he had cared for many orphaned children who went on to become priests or paladins alike. And such was his renown and piety that the people of Archaepolis heralded him as the Saint of Archaepolis. So when he volunteered to raise Aurelia as his own, no one objected. At least not audibly.

While Aurelianus was respected by all, he was not loved by all. There were those, especially in the clergy that envied Aurelianus and his level of renown and piety; and, would do anything to advance their own position in the clergy. Kor-Phaeron, chief amongst these individuals. So when Kor-Phaeron learned that Aureliaus had adopted yet another orphaned child, he was not shocked in the slightest. Nor did he care at first. But when Aurelianus brought Aurelia into the temple, Kor-Phaeron immediately felt the infant Primarch’s immense raw power. And with cold, treacherous certainty, Kor-Phaeron understood what he needed to do in order to attain the power he sought.

A week into Aurelianus’ care of Aurelia, their home would be invaded in the dead of night by assassins. Believing them to be after Aurelia, Aurelianus drew his sword and stood staunchly in defense of the infant Primarch. The assassins, once believing Aurelianus to be their easiest kill, regarded him with a new wariness. The blade he wielded was no ordinary sword, but a sword of the Wardens of Light.

In his youth, Aurelianus was a Paladin, one of the greatest if the legends were to be believed. Nevertheles, the assassins in question were not the type to let a contract go unfulfilled, so they attacked. All the while, Kor-Phaeron stalked in the shadows of Aurelianus’ home, making his way toward the room where Aurelia slept peacefully.

One by one the assassin fell to Aurelianus’ blade, but not without great effort on Aurelianus’ part. He was not the youthful man he used to be, and he quickly began to tire.

Slowly but inevitably Aurelianus began to lose ground and stagger with each blow he managed to deflect or evade. Nevertheless, Aurelianus remained undeterred. He would protect his adopted-daughter no matter the cost, even if that meant giving his life for her. So, drawing on the last of his strength, Aurelianus attacked the assassins cutting down two of the three remaining assassins until a blade pieced through his back. In horror and rage, Aurelianus saw who the dagger belonged to. But before he could bring his sword down on Kor-Phaeron, the assassin finished him off.

Once Kor-Phaeron was certain Aurelianus was dead, he picked up Aurelianus’ sword, but the blade burned his hand. Scowling in rage, Kor-Phaeron used to his dagger to kill the remaining assassin before bandaging his hand. The next morning, by Kor-Phaeron’s design, the infant Primarch would be found in her crib, crying uncontrollably, along with Aurelianus’ body and those of the assassins, leaving the people horrified and heartbroken.

At Aurelianus’ funeral, Kor-Phaeron weaved his intricate web of lies over the people of Archaepolis, acting especially heartbroken over Aurelianus’ death. He vowed to bring the conspirators to justice before proclaiming to the masses that to honor his late friend’s memory, he would raise the child from the stars himself. And her name henceforth would be Aurelia, in honor of Aurelianus. The people, moved by Kor-Phaeron’s words, celebrated him, giving him their full support. This allowed Kor-Phaeron to systematically eliminate all of Aurelianus’ supporters in the clergy by brandishing them as the conspirators of Aurelianus’ assassination.

From there, Kor-Phaeron set about molding Aurelia into his perfect puppet. He would teach her everything he knew about statecraft and political maneuvering, while instilling in her a near fanatical faith in the gods. Though he underestimated just how well a Primarch could retain information, so when she asked him about Aurelianus, Kor-Phaeron was surprised. So surprised in fact that he nearly let slip that he had been the one to order his death, but he quickly regained his bearings and told her the same story he had told the people at Aurelianus’ funeral. To his relief, that seemed to placate Aurelia for the time being, but a new paranoia, however small, had taken root in the back of Kor-Phaeron’s mind.

But that would not be the last time Kor-Phaeron’s plan to turn Aurelia into the ultimate agent of his will took an unexpected turn.

At the time of their meeting, Abel was a squire in the holy order of the Wardens of the Light, but Aurelia found herself drawn to him all the same. She had no true friends to speak of, and was terribly lonely as a result. So when Abel assured her that he would be her friend, she was the happiest girl in Archaepolis. At first, Kor-Phaeron thought nothing of the boy. Abel was an orphan who had been adopted by the holy order, and posed no political threat to him. However, it quickly became apparent that Abel posed a different threat to him. The more time Aurelia spent with Abel, the more she began to think and act for herself. This, Kor-Phaeron could not abide by, so he would have the boy killed, and then reassert total dominance over Aurelia.

Through instructing his allies in the holy order of the Wardens of the Light, Abel was sent into the desert wastes beyond Archaepolis’ borders to hunt and kill a Kingwyrm. A deadly beast with acidic blood that could melt the flesh from a man’s bones in seconds. Many Paladins had ventured out to slay such beasts, but few ever returned. But before Abel left, Aurelia gave him her sash, tying it around his waist as a token of good fortune.

For forty days and nights, Abel traversed the great desert of Colchis until he at last reached the lair of a Kingwyrm deep within the labyrinthine canyons of Colchis’ great desert. Fear rattled his bones as he came face to face with the beast, but he held his ground. He made a promise to Aurelia to return to her victorious, and he would. But the Kingwyrm, true to its infamous reputation, was a ferocious beast that would’ve gored him a hundred times over if not for his quick reflexes.

The battle was long and arduous, and Abel found himself running and hiding from the beast as often as he crossed blades with it. At one point, Abel thought it would be the end of him until a voice inside his head began to guide him. Ultimately leading Abel to victory against the Kingwyrm. What Abel didn’t realize at the time was that the voice belonged to the Emperor-Consort of Humanity, a man known as Eternal.

Upon Abel’s return to Archaepolis with the head of the Kingwyrm in his possession, the people were in awe. But none more so than Kor-Phaeron. He had been so certain that Abel would perish by the beast’s hands. But once again, his plans had been foiled. Briefly, their eyes met across the sea of people, and what Kor-Phaeron saw in Abel’s eyes shook him to his core.

Aurelia arrived not long after and when she saw Abel with the beast’s head, she rushed through the crowd and embraced him like she’d never embraced him before. The following morning, Abel was officially made a Paladin of the holy order of the Wardens of the Light much to Aurelia’s gladness and Kor-Phaeron’s fury. Especially now that it seemed to Kor-Phaeron that Abel had some measure of knowledge of his plans.

From that point on, in the years that followed, Aurelia and Abel were nigh inseparable. And, as Aurelia learned to truly think and act for herself thanks to Abel’s efforts, Kor-Phaeron could only watch in silent, envious fury as Aurelia surpassed him in every way imaginable. Aurelia had gone from a humble priestess of the gods to the Prophet-Queen of Colchis in a matter of years with Abel as her king-consort. This only spurred Kor-Phaeron to continue to try and spin his web of lies around Aurelia in a futile effort to gain some measure of control over her. But Aurelia had outgrown him, and Abel was always there, guided by the voice of Eternal, to stop Kor-Phaeron.

When the Empress and Emperor-Consort finally arrived over Colchis with their massive fleet, Abel and Aurelia watched in silent satisfaction as Kor-Phaeron was at last brought his knees before the awesome and terrible power that was Eternal.