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Also extra Night Lords from the Omnibus just because 🦇 A lot of Vandred because of a really powerful scene with him in one of the books and because I'm a creature artist deep in my heart ಥ‿ಥ
Outcast among Outcasts. Untouchable among Untouchables. Alone.
Talos and Ruven and all the world of differences between them. My half of a trade with @captainswank :}
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Bath time with your "dog".😋
thinking about the worst night guy Ruven again & the VIII's librarians
Ruven is easy to hate, but his behavior is pretty standard Night Lord behavior. Talos has a good reason to want him dead, but why does 10th company hate him to such an extent?
Remember how the Night Lords consider their librarians a poison to their legion (where have we heard that one before)? Talos mentions he was lucky to be favored by Curze, but I don't think he realizes just how lucky he is to be a passive conduit for prophecy & to have awakened late.
Even during the Crusade, the gift wasn’t a blessing. Sevatar describes the Night Lord librarians as hollow and bitter beings, who do not and cannot lead the legion. The same first captain Sevatar who shares the gift, but took great pains to seal and hide it.
During the heresy, with the chief librarian exiled, the remaining ones were forced to into servitude of the Word Bearers, to conjure and bind horrors of the warp. In Vathras’ own words “We were made sport of. Traded like cattle. Bartered away. We saw the claws of the Seventeenth, then. Knowledge to scar the soul! “
With that in mind, what bonds was Ruven breaking by betraying the Night Lords? The Black Legion must have felt like a step up, and had he known how to make allies, he might have been allowed to remain in a lesser role. Even so, it was his former brothers betraying the Warmaster that got him cast out by association.
Being of the VIIIth is also why Huron forced him to teach his librarians regardless of his wishes (what happened after is 100% his fault). Even in death his bones hung from the Echo of Damnation's bridge, the VIII legion battle barge crashing into Tsagualsa. It's like it dragged him back like a curse, dead or alive.
To be denied bodily autonomy to such an extent and on so many levels, even as a villain is pretty messed up.
Welcome to the grimdark universe.
The reason Abaddon has yet to have an (actually) successful crusade is because he’s too distracted trying to keep his harem of sorcerers from killing each other
Night Lords gopnik cusses vol1
If you believe that Night Lords are secretly gopnik, and you want to make their cussing more expressive, here's a list of best Russian cusses for you - translated & contexted. Let's roll!
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I was looking up Ruven-related things for other reasons today and came across this bit of flashback in Void Stalker (to when the Ultramarine successors were trying to eliminate the Night Lords), and DAMN I wish we'd had more of this:
All five of the Praetors had left the safety of their cover. All five stood in the open, their limbs locked tight, shuddering as spasms wracked their bodies. As First Claw watched, two of them dropped their weapons. Their unburdened fingers trembled and curled, all control lost. A figure stepped into view behind them. Horns curled in an elegant rise from his skull-faced helm, and his T-shaped visor looked upon the scene in expressionless silence. In one armoured fist, the figure held an ancient bolter; in the other, a staff of mercury-threaded black iron, topped by a cluster of human skulls. The Praetors’ shaking helms clicked with flawed vox signals, as they tried to vocalise their torment. Smoke hissed from their melting armour joints, and their epileptic quivers redoubled. As holes appeared in their armour-plating, the screams finally broke free from the molten decay. One by one, they collapsed to the hangar decking, liquidised organic filth spilling in slow gushes from each armoured suit. The figure lowered its staff, and walked calmly towards First Claw. ‘You weren’t thinking of leaving without me, were you?’ asked Ruven. His voice lacked even the shadow of emotion. ‘No,’ Talos lied. ‘Not for a moment.”
Somebody pls draw him with his elegant horns and his skull staff and his monstrousness <3
(Book club question: did Ruven decide to betray them before or after First Claw made it Very Clear that they held him in contempt and wanted to be rid of him however they could?)