Very late I know, I was busy because I have to move out
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As promised, there is the post about my first Primarch Oc. That post will be about his appearance with some little sketches and his lore. I'll make later another post about his Legion, I'm still working on it to make sure it coherent, and about my boy capacities.
Occupations: Healer, negotiator and sorcerer (psyker)
Title: La Blanca unicòrn
Hair: long, straight, dark brown hair with auburn highlights
Eyes: golden sclera and lavender-purple pupils
On his forehead is a long, silvery-white horn, the tip of which is a gradient of red, twisted and undulating.
From the waist down, his legs are those of a horse, covered in silvery-white fur that fades from red to black, ending in golden split hooves; behind him, a long, slender tail flows, ending in long hairs with the same gradient from red to black.
Two large white ears stand upright on top of his head, and on his back, small green moss grows, remaining green or not depending on his emotions.
In his âhumanâ form, he resembles a miniature version of the Emperor, a fact that earns him both the love and the hatred of some of his brothers. The only thing that distinguishes him from the Emperor is the presence of a four-pointed star on his forehead, where his horn would be.
His once-brown hair now ranges in colour from black through red to silvery white; he now has four eyes, each a brilliant blood-red, with pupils that remain lavender-purple.
A large scar, interspersed with burn marks, now runs across his chest, starting at his left shoulder and ending on his right side.
His horn, which had been broken by the emperor, has grown back, now more massive, red and black, taking on the appearance of a thick branch that curves over and then behind his head, with golden veins running through it, marking the places where it was broken. Red marks radiating from the horn criss-cross his face like roots.
The lower half of his body has become that of a horse; his coat is the same as before, but instead of having four legs, he now has six, enabling him to run on land, through the air, across the sea, and even through the Warp at times, though he uses this ability only rarely due to the danger involved and the energy it requires.
On his back, the moss has died and fallen away; it no longer grows, such is the immense grief and anger living within him (which grieves his poor mothers).
Although he can also take the form of a centaur in his demonic form, Nodiancecht most often takes the form of a gigantic, six-legged black unicorn, his coat as black as night. From his bodyâin place of his mane, tail and feathersâterrifying black flames with dark red centres burst forth, burning those brave enough to approach him.
His eyes are now completely red, glowing like those of a Dullahan.
And his horn now resembles a small dead tree growing from his forehead.
I'll make more good and better and finished fanarts of him later, for the moment I offer those sketches:
Once upon a time, on a planet whose name has been lost to memory, well hidden beyond the borders of the known worldâwhere Chaos tries in vain to infiltrate itâtwo women prayed to the Skies' spirits to grant them the chance to have a child of their own. Then one day, falling from the sky in a column of blackened fire, a pod landed not far from their home, and inside, a child slept peacefully inside despite the chaotic landing. The two women, believing this to be the answer to their prayers, adopted the child to raise it as their own. The child bore no resemblance to his mother, whose forehead was adorned with a long, twisted white horn and whose legs were like those of a horse, nor to his mĂĄthair, with her cow-like ears and tail and a back covered in branches. Then one day, after a strange pink glow had streaked across the night skyâwhich her mothers called âthe great procession of the benevolent skyes' spiritsââa white horn began to grow on his forehead; then his ears and legs began to change too, and moss began to cover his back. It was said that the spirits endowed the young with a new appearance, enabling them to survive on this planet. Following in his mĂĄthairâs footsteps, the child trained in the arts of medicine and magic, devoting himself to helping people by promoting peace and harmony, whilst not neglecting the arts of self-defence, knowing full well that not all conflicts could be resolved peacefully.
The years passed, and the child grew into a young man. He was given the name Nodiancecht, âhe who heals ailments and spiritsâ, a healer held in high regard by many.Then one day, a golden star appeared in the sky, shining ever brighter with each passing day before it broke free from the heavens and came to rest upon the planetâs surface. Intrigued, everyone came to see it. Then it opened, and a radiant manâlike a sun that had taken human formâemerged, followed by a creature of golden metal. This man, who bore a striking resemblance to Nodiancecht â the same hair, the same skin colour, the same eyes â introduced himself as the Emperor of Humanity and said he had come to seek out his son: Nodiancecht. The sun-man asked him to follow him, to become one of his generals in his crusade to unite humanity. Nodiancecht refused; his place was not at the head of an army, for he did not like to fight but preferred to heal. So the Emperor promised him that he could put his gifts to use to save and heal as many people as possible. Then, urged on by his mothers, Nodiancecht finally agreed and set off with the man who claimed to be his father.
Once aboard the immense ship, his Father made him promise never to speak of Chaos to anyone, not even to those who would become his brothers and children. Nodiancecht agreed, knowing full well what Chaos and the Dark Gods were capable of; the latter regularly attacked his planet and tempted him, though they never succeeded. It was only natural not to speak of it. He also ordered him to change his appearance, to hide his long, curving horn, his horse-like legs, his long, flowing tail and his shaggy back.
But, as the decades passed, doubts about the truth behind this unification of humanity began to surface in Nodiancechtâs mind. He discovered that none of his so-called brothers were aware of the existence of Chaos, contrary to what his Father had told him, but also that the humanity which he, his sons, his brothers and their sons were supposed to save was nothing more than a humanity made up of strange humans, without claws, wings, horns or scales. âUnmutatedâ humans, as they called themselves. Humans who took it upon themselves to mistreat, look down upon and kill those they called âabhumansâ â humans too, but whose physical appearances did not match their own. Saddened by their plight, Nodiancecht welcomed into his ranks those abhumans willing to fight for a better world, and sent those seeking a better life back to his homeworld, where they would be accepted without being judged for something beyond their control. Nor did he approve of the systematic slaughter of humans or Xenos â the former for refusing to submit to the Imperium of Mankind, and the latter simply for existing.
Nodiancecht began to keep his distance, observing everything in secret and noting down anything that struck him as strange. But what he truly doubted was his Father himself; he found it strange that his Father would allow his brother Sanguinius to display his angelic mutations to everyone, whilst he himself had to hide; his strange behaviour, but also that peculiar sensation of sensing the influence of Chaos growing ever stronger each time he saw him, as well as on some of his brothers. One day he decided to go and speak to his Father about it, refusing to continue taking part in a war he no longer approved of, but also to ask for an explanation regarding the presence of Chaos, which was so despised. The Custodes, his true childrenâthe Primarchs being so in name onlyâprevented him from reaching his Father, refusing to tell him where he might be found; but they did not know him well enoughâhe who had concealed his true nature and the extent of his magical talents, which he had used only with his brother Magnus. Using his magic, he found his Father where he was hiding, discovering him busy with a Webway Gate of his own creation. The two began to argue, with Nodiancecht demanding answers to his doubts and expressing his refusal to take part once again in this pointless war, whilst his father refused to respond, growing increasingly angry that one of his sonsânot one of his pawnsâdared to question his plans for conquest, his vision and his creations.
The two came to blows, but in a fight that was one-sided from the very start, Nodiancecht didnât stand a chance. With a single stroke of his flaming sword, his Fatherâno, the Emperorâsliced his torso almost in two, shattering his beautiful horn into several pieces. The Emperor, thinking he had killed his son, grabbed the corpse and hurled it into the Webway Gate without checking whether his child was indeed dead, confident in his victory, before erasing all memory of his son's existence from everyoneâs minds.
Nevertheless, Nodiancecht was not dead, though he was close to it; his mutilated body was floating in a place he did not recognise. Then a disembodied voice roused him. He hadnât realised heâd lost consciousness. His body ached; a deafening pain in his head made him want to vomit, and his chest was burning.
- âI can heal your pain, little unicorn. I can also give you the power to take revenge on the one who hurt you.â
- âWhy would I agree to such a pact, Demon?â
- âBecause you have no other choice. Otherwise, youâll remain trapped here, unable to do anythingâbut above all, unable to save your planet, your sons, and all those youâve saved whoâve chosen to follow you.â
- âThey will all die, destroyed by your own brothers. And it will be your fault.â
Nodiancecht did not want to listen to the demon, but the demon was right; he now knew that the Emperor would have no qualms about destroying innocent lives if it jeopardised his selfish plans. So he accepted the pact; the demon materialised before him, his hand outstretched to grasp Nodiancechtâs. However, the deceiver was deceived. Nodiancecht attacked the demon the moment his hand was in the demonâs, tearing out his throat with his teeth before sucking in his essence, which mingled with what remained of his own, effectively making him stronger. Now he could save his own kind, rescuing his sons and his legion by taking them straight to his homeworld to keep them safe; he then concealed his planet behind a veil, making it vanish to protect it.
The only time he was seen again was during the Siege of Terra, when the demons invaded Terra following Magnusâs blunder, taking the form of a gigantic black-fire unicorn, promising the Emperor that he would have his revenge one day, before disappearing.
Quoi qu'il arrive, je reviendrai
Les tempes grises, la tĂŞte haute
Vos cerveaux lavĂŠs du souvenir
De mes impardonnables fautes
De mes cendres, je renaĂŽtrai
Je serai le phĂŠnix de ces hĂ´tes
Quoi qu'il arrive, je reviendrai
MarĂŠe Haute, Matmatah, 2017
No matter what happens, I shall return
With grey temples, head held high
Your minds cleansed of the memory
Of my unforgivable faults
From my ashes, I shall be reborn
I will be the phoenix of these hosts
No matter what happens, I shall return
The song, I just used the refrain, the rest of the song is about something else but I find it very pleasant to listen to
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