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did you make all the art for your characters yourself?

Yes! All of the art for my characters is drawn by myself unless stated otherwise ^^

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Sisters of Battle

by Rob Jenkins

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Thinking about making an open RP post soon...

... but considering how many OCs I have right now and how I love to make art for my posts I’m having a hard time figuring how to start OTL

What do you guys think?

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“Sometimes the only thing that keeps me going after a job well done... is hoping that He will know the worth of my kind... and praying that His love will come to us one day.”

Blake In Full Custom Carapace Armor

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Meanwhile, On The Other Side of The Galaxy...

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What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object? Warboss Madkraka of the Deff Punkz Clan wouldn’t know, and Lady Hatasu of the Nihilakh Dynasty wouldn’t care. As the two forces clash in battle, only one thing’s left for certain: someone is going to end up with a massive headache.

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The Story So Far...

On an unnamed planet beyond Imperial space, a splinter of Hive Fleet Behemoth gathers to wipe out another thriving ecosystem. All they see before them is another food source to drain dry, but the other races of the galaxy see other uses for the unknown planet...

The Imperial Guard have been deployed to halt the Tyranid invasion, their swift offensive serving to protect several other planets settled by the Imperium. Commissar Worrick Hale leads his squad with vim and vigor, his hired bodyguard Blake not far behind. They hold a firm defensive line, buying time for others to strike at the heart of the fleet.

The Deathwatch struggle to survive; their numbers having dwindled, but their resolve stronger than ever. Despite suffering heavy losses Apothecary Sammael and Veteran Ar’shun have succeeded in sabotaging a massive hive ship, but the vessel is on a collision course with the planet below. With its cries of agony echoing all around them, the Space Marines stand fast and brace for impact.

Seeing a means to take advantage of the conflict above, the Dark Eldar Kabal of The Bladed Lotus mounted a raid on an Imperial Guard outpost, not realizing that the garrison there had already been deeply rooted. As their small raiding party retreated, Yr’athara and Arzoras were left behind. The two of them remain stranded, trying to find a way off world before the fighting catches up to them.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a lone aspiring champion of Chaos had been wandering the planets surface for days. Garrik and his minion Ny’ineth have been seeking a means to prove their worth to the Gods of Chaos, killing the native population indiscriminately in their name. Once the battle commenced, the aspiring champion of the Crimson Corsairs took up his arms and smiled; his chance had finally arrived.

On the other side of the planet, Gilsya of Iyanden and Talrith of Ulthwe have come to visit an abandoned aspect shrine accompanied by a retinue of Warp Spiders and Wraithguard. Unable to shrink the feeling of being watched, Talrith and his fellow Warp Spiders set up a perimeter around the shrine, with Gilsya’s Wraithguard providing additional support.

Talrith’s instincts were well attuned; the Eldar were being watched by a Tau stealth team. Lead by the veteran Shas'Ui T’ros Iru, the Tau had been scouting the planet for potential annexation into their Empire when they came upon the shrine. Calling for reinforcements, the patient fire warrior waited for the perfect moment to strike.

But the Tau were not the only ones with their eyes set on the aspect shrine; a small detachment of Battle Sisters were waiting with their bolters at the ready. Their righteous fury was directed toward the Eldar structure, the shrine itself a symbol of xenos heresy. Rachael and her Celestian sisters prayed to the God-Emperor, asking for his protection and guidance as they prepared to storm the shrine.

The planet was a powder keg waiting to explode, and the fuse has already been lit. Who will be victorious, and who shall fall in battle? Only time will tell...

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They shall be my finest warriors, these men who give of themselves to me. Like clay I shall mould them, and in the furnace of war forge them. They will be of iron will and steely muscle. In great armour shall I clad them and with the mightiest guns will they be armed. They will be untouched by plague or disease, no sickness will blight them. They will have tactics, strategies and machines so that no foe can best them in battle. They are my bulwark against the Terror. They are the Defenders of Humanity. They are my Space Marines and they shall know no fear.

The God Emperor of Mankind, on the creation of the Space Marines.

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Trazyn the Infinite

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Lupercal

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This blog is now open to asks and other miscellaneous interactions!

I’ll be adding overarching plot details in the near future, as well as some side characters and artefact lore, but other than that this blog is ready to go! I’ll probably be drawing my characters every now and then, in addition to the regular going-ons, so look forward to that if you’d like!

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Commissar Worrick Hale of the Militarum Tempestus and Sister Rachael of the Order of Our Martyred Lady

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“Commissars are special Imperial officers assigned to Imperial Guard regiments and Imperial Navy ships, whose purpose is to enforce discipline and devotion to the Emperor of Mankind.  Independent of the conventional Imperial Guard Hierarchy, Commissars are instead attached to the Departmento Munitorum's Commissariat and are formally part of the Militarum Tempestus.”

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“Celestians are the most skilled fighters within an Order of the Sisters of Battle, the fighting arm of the Adepta Sororitas.  Gathered together in specialized squads, Celestians are ferocious and remorseless fighters.  Religious fanatics, they are fervent adherents to the Imperial Creed and skilled practitioners of the martial arts of the Daughters of the Emperor of old.  As a sign of their status they frequently wield special weapons in combat such as the Heavy Bolter, Stormbolter, Heavy Flamer, or Multi-Melta.”

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Shas’Ui T’ros Iru of The Fire Caste and Spiritseer Gilsya of Craftworld Iyanden

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“The Stealth Battlesuit is an advanced Tau Battlesuit used for operating well ahead of the main Tau army, often behind enemy lines.  They are worn by Stealthsuit Teams, and come in a variety of models. The XV15, for example, is amongst the smallest Battlesuit ever used by the Tau - indeed the XV15 is hardly larger than a Fire Warrior in his typical armour - but that only enhances its role as infiltrator and saboteur.  As with other battlesuits the XV15 incorporates multi-spectrum sensors and recoil absorption technology, but in addition it is also equipped with a jetpack and stealth field generator, a holographic disruption field making the suit harder to spot.  The suit increases the user's strength, allowing them to hit harder in close combat and carry a burst cannon into battle.”

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“Spiritseers are specialized Eldar Warlocks. They are experts in summoning and guiding the spirits of the dead into Wraith Constructs, specifically Wraithguard and Wraithlords. It is said that the first Spiritseer was a Farseer of Craftworld Iyanden who mourned the loss of his lover, plunging himself into the Infinity Circuit to be with her. Amid the swirling otherworld of the departed, he found himself able to bridge the gap between the living and the dead. Of all the Craftworlds, Spiritseers are most common in Iyanden, as this particular Craftworld has a very small population and even fewer warriors.”

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Thought of the Day:  The keenest blade is righteous hatred.

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Thought of the Day:  The fires of war burn brightly from star to star. Everywhere the fortresses of Man are steeped in blood and ancient enemies appear from the darkness. Sensing weakness they gather for the kill. They know as we know that night approaches and all mortal life shall be extinguished. We know, as they cannot, that there shall be a new dawn and a new day when we will rise and they will be driven into the darkness forever.

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Garrik and Ny’ineth of The Forces of Chaos

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“Chaos is the psychic energy that composes Warp space. More generally, "Chaos" refers to anything related to Chaos, including its influence, the Gods of Chaos, their followers, and the Warp. Chaos is almost synonymous with the Warp - the two concepts are inseparable: Chaos is the limitless ocean of spiritual and emotional energy that defines the Warp. It is a great and raw force of change and power, and is both physically and spiritually corrupting. The most gifted mortals, psykers, can utilise this energy, thus making them capable of abilities which transcend the laws of the material universe. However, the malevolent power of Chaos can gradually corrupt a psyker, tainting his mind and body.

“The iconic symbol of Chaos is the eight-pointed star, representing the infinite possibilities of Chaos.”

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Kabalite Warriors Arzoras and Yr’athara of the Kabal of The Bladed Lotus

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“The innate danger of simply living in Commorragh gives its citizens training as warriors from birth, their entire lives a constant fight for survival leaving even women and children to be better able to defend themselves than their Craftworld cousins.Because of this, and because of the need for some form of a safe haven even just to sleep at, almost all citizens of Commorragh are Warriors in a Kabal. The small fraction left make up the Wych Cults, Incubus and Haemonculi sects.

“Due to the need to constantly replace the populace, the Dark Eldar will grow new Dark Eldar in amniotic tubes or vats. Most of these are assigned to a life of slave labour, but a few excel enough to become a warrior in a Kabal. Even so, they are considered Half-Born.”